This was too much!
Su Yun almost couldn’t resist throwing the pink safety bag in his hand.
He was the type of person who got full marks on every assessment and often received extra credits from the Master for answering questions quickly and accurately. Over the past few days, he had saved up 320 credits by living frugally.
Just now, he had spent thirty credits on an automatic extraction card and 150 on a five-cubic-meter safety bag. He had already spent a total of 180 credits, leaving him with only 140.
And as it turned out, he couldn’t even choose the color of the safety bag?
It had randomly come out as a girly pink, which was completely at odds with his cool style of black armor and white fur. Hanging from his waist, it looked like a jarring little bowtie.
‘If this weren’t reality but a game, I would definitely take a screenshot to report it!’ He would post a long essay on the official forum to complain and make the developers commit seppuku to apologize. Ideally, they should be dragged out and beaten so that no one would play anymore!
However, this was reality, and no matter how angry he was, there was nothing he could do.
Su Yun could only resign himself to tucking the pink safety bag into his waist, specifically using the belt of his bone armor to cover most of it. Then, he reached out and tapped the floating, pale-gold light orbs.
The light orbs dispersed at his touch, revealing the loot inside. His gaze darkened slightly as he looked at them.
A white soul bead shimmering with a faint light appeared, and the entry that popped up next to it was overly simple.
**[Ordinary Soul Bead • Earth Element Affinity: Earth Magic Boost +1%]**
It was the same as adding nothing at all.
There was also a bare, ordinary wooden staff. There wasn’t even a crystal at the top, and the entry was even more perfunctory.
**[Ordinary Wooden Staff: Magic Intensity +3%, No Additional Skills]**
Finally, there was a polished brown travel bag that looked like it had been used for many years. When he picked it up, he found that the zipper was a bit stuck, making a *skree* sound as he pulled it open.
Inside were three bottles of life potions with handwritten labels and two bottles of mana potions. There were also a few pieces of compressed biscuits and chocolate wrapped in oil paper.
The system’s recycling price immediately popped up. The light blue font made his mouth twitch.
**[Recycle Price: Little Mad Demon Brand Compressed Biscuits: 0.1 Credits/piece]**
**[Fox-fur Chocolate: 1 Credit/piece]**
**[Basic Life Potion: 5 Credits/bottle]**
**[Basic Mana Potion: 8 Credits/bottle]**
“Fine.”
Su Yun’s brow furrowed slightly as his fingertips brushed against the curled labels on the bottles. He then stuffed all these items, which were better than nothing, into the pink safety bag. It was still better than having nothing.
“Who’s next?”
He loosened his wrists, and the silver luster on his bone blade remained brilliant. A faint *click* sounded as his joints turned.
Initially, he only wanted to come here to fight and verify the magic he had learned over the past few days, venting some frustration in the process. But having spent so many credits, it would be a huge loss if he died too quickly. He had to make back his investment.
Su Yun restrained the magic fluctuations in his body, no longer charging around as he had before. Instead, he lowered his stance slightly and moved quietly through the scorched forest, using the remains of burnt trees as cover.
The scorched earth beneath his feet still held residual warmth, making a *shasha* crisp sound as he stepped on it. He deliberately lightened his steps, trying not to make any unnecessary noise.
However, the commotion just now had been too loud. The entire forest had been razed to the ground, and the thick smoke had not yet dissipated. Many Red-named mages had likely noticed the energy fluctuations here.
Sure enough, before long, three malicious magic fluctuations rapidly approached his location. They were accompanied by a low, cruel conversation that pierced through the crackling of the burning debris.
“Hahaha… Are they letting a group of us Slaughter Mages help educate a bunch of brats? The Sovereign of Rules really knew how to have fun in the past.”
The speaker was a tall mage with dark red bloodstains on his robe. His sleeves were tattered, revealing weird black runes carved onto his arms.
“Heeheehee, just because they can’t die doesn’t mean they won’t be traumatized~”
A high-pitched mage chimed in. He had a hunched figure and a scar that ran from the corner of his eye to his chin. When he laughed, the scar twisted, making him look exceptionally hideous.
“Children’s soul power is the purest; the taste when you absorb it is the best…”
“It just so happens that the wave of lava balls earlier made a lot of noise. There must be some fearless brat here. Let’s go see if we can pick up the leftovers.”
The third mage’s voice was hoarse. He was fiddling with a poisoned short dagger, the tip of which dripped with dark green venom that corroded small pits into the ground.
All of them were Mid-tier mages.
Su Yun’s eyes turned cold. He hid behind a broken tree trunk and observed the newcomers through the gaps in the scorched bark.
The three mages in black robes all wore undisguised, cruel smiles. They were walking toward the central area where the magic had erupted earlier. Their steps were hurried; they were clearly hunting for ‘prey’.
In this adventure world, over half of the dozen or so children had been eliminated shortly after entering. However, when encountering atrocities like murder or abuse that exceeded the scope of ‘training’, the system would automatically block the children’s perceptions. After determining a dead end, it would teleport them directly back to the academy.
What remained were just empty shells, like substitutes, meant to motivate these Red-named death row prisoners so they could stay active and serve as ‘mobile experience packs’ for the mages.
Only half an hour had passed, and the number of children in the small trial world had dropped to six.
Su Yun, Ning Die, and a few other children or younger siblings of the original Master were among them. They all carried high-level life-saving magic items and special magic, which allowed them to barely hold on until now.
***
Ning Die had originally intended to protect Su Miaomiao and Chu Yu’er, but she had been caught off guard when she encountered two Red-named mages.
Although she had inherited some of her father’s talent as the Sovereign of Rules and her understanding of magic far exceeded that of ordinary people—allowing her to barely fight across realms—she couldn’t simply crush her opponents like Su Yun did.
Low-tier mages couldn’t use Ornn to quickly recover mana. After driving away the two Red-named mages, her mana was essentially depleted.
She could only hide behind a thick patch of bushes, curling up her body and gripping her staff tightly. She relied on the terrain to slowly recover her mana while her ears remained alert to any movement around her.
From a distance, she had seen Su Yun’s display of divine power in the sky. The sight of lava balls falling all over the sky and the forest being razed to the ground left her both shocked and frustrated.
‘We are all Low-tier mages. How does he have so much mana to cast such large-scale magic? And why doesn’t he feel dizzy at all after using it?’
It really lived up to the education her father often talked about.
‘The heroes of the world are as numerous as the carp crossing the river. Although you are my child, you must not underestimate others.’
He was right!
However, Ning Die quickly adjusted her mindset. She clenched her small hands around her staff and secretly cheered herself on.
‘Fine! I’ll try to kill… er… defeat one!’
She was still afraid to kill. Even though she knew the others were heinous Red-named mages, the thought of personally ending a life made her entire body tremble. She could only find an excuse for herself in her heart—she would just treat it as defeating a monster.
***
On the other side, Su Yun had already silently dealt with the three Mid-tier mages who had come looking for him.
His movements were clean and efficient. The sharp sound of his bone blade slicing through the air was masked by the sounds of burning. The three mages had fallen before they could even see where the attack came from.
Su Yun crouched on the ground and poked the corpses with his fingertip. Watching the pale-gold light orbs float up, his face remained expressionless.
**[Quality Soul Bead • Poison Resistance: Poison Spread Speed -10%]**
And a bottle of medium mana potion.
**[Medium Mana Potion: Restores 30% Mana]**
It was finally a bit better than the previous white soul bead, though only slightly.
He was about to stand up when a charming, honeyed voice suddenly came from behind him. It carried a hint of deliberate tenderness, scratching at his eardrums like a feather.
“What a cute little kitty~ All that soft white fur. Come here, let big sister give you a pat.”