CHAPTER 139: CHAPTER 139: ACTING SKILLS ON FULL DISPLAY

In the forest

A group of people were carrying the heavy corpse of a black beast, slowly making their way toward the Golden Oak Tribe.

"Everyone, does anyone know why we have to bring the body back?"

The newly arrived Spiritualist asked in confusion.

The short man explained:

"It’s the Elf Race’s belief. They think the black beasts are merely bewitched by the Evil Spirit, but are still part of the forest. After they die, they should be buried under the tree, allowing the Tree God to purify their lost souls."

So that’s how it is.

Everyone suddenly understood.

It seems he really knows a lot about the Elf Race~

Qin Tian glanced at the short man; typically, elves with their pride would disdain to explain these things to humans, indicating he did some homework beforehand.

At this moment, the short man happened to turn his head and met Qin Tian’s gaze, his eyes swept over the long sniper rifle behind Qin Tian, a smile appeared on his face, and he dragged the black wolf over, saying with a grin:

"Brother, your spear technique is amazing; you must have come from the military."

Qin Tian shook his head:

"No, my family runs a shooting range, so I’ve been practicing shooting since I was young, hence my decent spear skills."

A shooting range?

The short man’s smile grew wider, saying:

"No wonder your spear skills are so good. However, a regular sniper rifle couldn’t kill these black beasts; this must be a Rune Sniper Rifle, right?"

Qin Tian raised his eyebrows slightly, somewhat surprised:

"You actually know about Rune Sniper Rifles? Correct, this is indeed a Rune Spear, passed down to me by my father. He thought I was only Tier Three and hadn’t experienced any battles, that coming to the Elf Race was too dangerous. However, he couldn’t persuade me otherwise, so he gave me this rune gun for protection."

Turns out he’s a rookie, blurting out everything.

The short man’s eyes flashed with disdain, yet his face still held a smile:

"Brother, I think you made the right choice. A man should go out and explore more. If it weren’t for you today, we all would have been in danger."

Upon hearing this, Qin Tian’s lips curled slightly, but he said:

"It’s not that great, actually everyone was quite amazing."

The solemn-looking man saw this scene and chuckled coldly, relaxing his original vigilance.

Just now, having seen Qin Tian’s spear technique and his consistently hidden presence, he thought Qin Tian was a veteran skilled in jungle warfare.

Unexpectedly, the person was just proficient in gunplay but a clueless rookie with no social experience.

No matter how strong such a person is, they can’t foil his plans.

Many people heard the exchange between Qin Tian and the short man, and their impression of Qin Tian changed.

The sniper, akin to a jungle ghost, wasn’t as distant as everyone imagined. He sounded more like a fledgling student, full of ideas, eager to explore, and not quite listening to his guardian’s advice.

It felt quite contrary.

Subsequently, more people came over to greet Qin Tian, and he enthusiastically interacted with them, occasionally revealing personal information in their conversations, very much resembling a naïve, clear-eyed college student stepping into the world.

"Boss, this kid is too simple, no threat at all."

Qin Tian glanced sideways at the whispered conversation between the short man and the solemn man, his lips curling into a slight smile. It seemed like the time spent studying "Actor’s Self-Cultivation" during his convalescence hadn’t been wasted.

His acting skills had indeed improved.

As the giant beast and the elves, along with the humans, returned with hundreds of black beast corpses, the Golden Oak Tribe was instantly in an uproar.

Tribespeople swarmed around, excitedly discussing.

"My goodness, they actually killed so many black beasts this time."

"Alon, Aphoni, you guys are amazing!"

"Brother Alon, Sister Aphoni, I knew it, the black beasts can’t match you!"

The tribespeople focused their gaze on the tribe’s two young experts, Alon and Aphoni, their words full of praise.

Hearing the endless praise from the tribespeople, Alon and Aphoni’s cheeks turned slightly red, a sense of shame rising in their hearts.

"Everyone, the heroes this time are not me and Aphoni."

Alon took a deep breath, then pointed to Qin Tian in the crowd, and said: "Most of the black beasts were slain by this brave warrior named Qin Tian."

Upon hearing this, the scene suddenly fell silent, and the elves slowly shifted their gaze to that unremarkable face.

Indeed, in human terms, Qin Tian, a clear-featured and intense-looking handsome guy, only seemed not ugly in the eyes of the elves.

"He killed all the black beasts? He doesn’t seem very powerful."

"Looks a bit dull, and the black lump on his back is also ugly."

"Being ugly doesn’t matter, strength does. Our tribe lacks humans like him."

Ugly?

When did the word ugly ever get associated with me?

Qin Tian was inwardly speechless. His looks surpassed Kaneshiro Takeshi and Daniel Wu; even if he weren’t a Spiritualist, he’d still be able to debut on looks alone after a couple of years of practice.

These elves have no taste.

At this point, Qin Tian suddenly sensed a strange mental fluctuation falling upon him. He calmly scanned the surroundings, his gaze pausing for a second on an elven treehouse before his eyelids gradually lowered.

After piling the black beast bodies together, Alon led the humans back to the dwelling area, minimizing contact with the elves.

Arriving in front of a treehouse, Alon looked at Qin Tian and said:

"Qin, you can now freely choose a treehouse to live in alone."

Qin Tian raised his eyebrows slightly. Naturally, having a single room was better than sharing an eight-person room. After taking a look around, he chose a treehouse on the outskirts.

"How about this one."

"Alright."

Alon nodded: "From now on, this is your room. Also, you killed many black beasts earlier; you can exchange for our tribe’s treasure. Do you want to redeem it now?"

"I’ll wait, and exchange later after I’ve killed a few more black beasts for something better," Qin Tian said casually.

"Okay."

Alon believed Qin Tian had the strength. He also hoped Qin Tian could kill more black beasts, even the Dark Elves, to help the tribe reclaim the lost lands.

As the sky darkened,

Alon brought over a large pile of fruits and distributed them to the humans.

The elves never ate meat; they lived on fruits and nectar, which were rich in energy and sufficient for their daily needs.

Although the fruit was juicy and sweet, and filling, humans still longed for the taste of meat, given their dietary habits.

Unfortunately, the Elf Star forbade fire and killing animals privately.

Meat was definitely out of the question.

Before dark, everyone bathed in the waterfall beside the tribe, changed clothes, and then returned to their treehouses.

There were no entertainment activities in the tribe, but fortunately, the Empire had set up communication bases in space orbit of the Elf Star, allowing access to the Star Net.

After some chatting, bragging, and assuring friends of their safety,

everyone slipped into their dreams before the night deepened.

It was then that a shadow, like a ghost, suddenly appeared atop an ancient towering tree, then immediately slipped into the darkness, disappearing without a trace.