Four Split Personalities

But things are different here. Though one could objectively say it’s somewhat ’behind the times,’ everything is so vibrant and alive, which prompted Ji Xiaoge’s earlier exclamation, "It feels like I’m back in the civilized world."

She ambled and dallied around the northern district for half an hour. Thanks to the pair of goggles around her neck, which constantly activated her "Worlds Apart" talent, the young girl remained exceptionally beautiful. Yet, the system’s adjustment to her presence ensured she wouldn’t attract too much attention. While she still turned heads, it was enough to let her shop around normally.

It wasn’t until ten in the evening that Ji Xiaoge, still not having her fill of ’civilized society’, reluctantly stepped into the Adventurer’s Guild, intending to find an acquaintance when a loud shout suddenly came from a group of adventurers gathered near the entrance...

"Hey, guys, tell me, how did Jadka, that self-destructing maniac, suddenly change?"

The robust Beastman warrior, with a booming voice, smacked his lips and gesticulated wildly, saying, "I went to Miliel Boulevard last week to help a friend with a clearance mission and bumped into him. Over twenty mud Fishmen had just crawled out of the river when they were scorched by three Flame Dragons! Three of them! I never saw him chant, he just waved his Magic Wand and off they went!"

A Lizardman Wizard beside him was utterly baffled: "Three Flame Dragons? Without much chanting? Jadka who blows himself up eight times out of ten with Fireball Technique? Have you lost your mind, or have I?"

"I’m not crazy!!"

The loud-mouthed Beastman’s face turned red with anger as he waved his arms vigorously, bellowing, "I swear that was Jadka! The total casting time of those three Flame Dragons didn’t even add up to a second – if it’s fake, you can kill me!"

"That guy... just casting a low-level Magic half a year ago took him ages to gesture..."

Upon hearing such unwavering insistence, the Lizardman Wizard was shocked and exclaimed, "He’s now casting three middle-rank Magic spells in just one second? Brother, it’s not that I don’t believe you, but really, who could?"

At this moment, a human Ranger who had just turned in his quest walked out from inside, joining the conversation. He patted the Lizardman Wizard’s shoulder with a smile, "I can vouch for Kanu. What he’s saying is absolutely true. Half a month ago, our team took on a C-rank coordination task to handle a group of Pikachus in the Spirit Monster Wilderness. Our collaborators were Jadka’s adventurer team and Rabite’s team. Jadka did well, but his teammates were real monsters."

"Come on, spill the beans!"

The Elf Druid leaned against the wall, eagerly urging them on with a fascinated face.

"Ah, it’s a long story..."

The Ranger sold a bit of suspense, catching his breath for a good while before leisurely continuing, "Actually, the story of the Woof Woof Team has been all over the place for a while now; you guys just happened to be out and about recently, so you’re not quite up to speed. Do you know who their members are?"

The Lizardman Wizard scratched the scales atop his head, hesitantly saying, "Besides Jadka, I remember there’s a Knight, seems to be a Half-Dragon or human, I think."

"There’s also a Half-beast girl – she’s real pretty and has a figure to die for!"

The starry-eyed Elf Druid reminisced with a lecherous expression, "Always carrying a rather big box on her back."

The Beastman warrior frowned and after a silent two seconds, scratched his thick sideburns, asking, "Isn’t there an Ogre as well?"

"A Two-headed Ogre named Anthony Dubs. I chatted with him on the road," the human Ranger crossed his arms and shivered as he recounted, "I was almost eaten alive."

"That exciting?!"

"Forget exciting; I was so scared I nearly wet myself, alright!" The Elf Ranger made a comical face as he remembered, "They were ferocious, all right. There must’ve been over a hundred Pikachus. Together with Rabite’s team, we only managed to take down twenty-odd. The rest were wiped out by them. That very Two-headed Ogre I mentioned before – he uprooted a tree and stormed in. Those Pikachus’ talent for Thunder didn’t faze him a bit. Just swatting with that tree took out seven or eight in one swing – fully grown Pikachus half a meter tall! He flattened a pile of seven or eight like it was nothing, and that wasn’t even the most impressive part. He could swing that tree while Casting Spells! You know he has two heads, right? The other head can breathe fire – believe it or not! That breath was powerful, nearly as strong as a Dragon’s Breath, one blast could roast two Pikachus. And the other head would pick them up and eat them on the spot, not even spitting out the bones!"

The people nearby were stunned at that moment.

Ji Xiaoge also stopped in his tracks and, with great interest, took a few steps closer to those few people.

"And that half-beast girl, people call her Ya Ya, it’s said that she’s the one who came up with the name ’Woof Woof Team.’ Do you know what she keeps in that box on her back?"

The Ranger said with a proud lift of his eyebrows and then exaggeratedly gestured in mid-air: "Two hammerheads that weigh at least 300 pounds each! I saw it with my own eyes when she plugged that sword-like weapon into the box, then ’clang’ a big hammer comes out! Hey Kanu, how much does your battle axe weigh? A hundred pounds or one hundred and fifty? Her hammer can at least match the weight of two of your toys. One swing of that, bang! Not to mention the Pikachu getting smashed by that girl Ya Ya, our team’s Lisa instantly hit the ground, shaken! Later, when Defias was cleaning up the battlefield, I went specially to look at that crater, and I’m not bragging, but if that hole was a bit bigger, it would be just right to bury me in, a couple shovels of dirt and the job’s done."

[Ya Ya seems to have become even more powerful~]

Ji Xiaoge watched the Ranger, who had a natural talent for storytelling, spitting as he spoke, and couldn’t help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

As for the listeners, they all swallowed in unison, their eyes wide open.

"Old Mr. Jadka, well, I won’t go into detail about him, but just as the fight started I saw him swing that explosive staff and fire off over thirty fireballs, yes, over thirty fireballs."

The human Ranger nodded earnestly at the Lizardman Wizard, who had a look of ’are you kidding me,’ speaking seriously: "There was no chanting involved, each one hit the target perfectly. It instantly knocked back the first wave of Pikachus that jumped up trying to electrocute, the damage was at the level of common Fireball Technique, but the accuracy was real, even an amateur like me could tell that his magic control must be at least of an advanced stage level."

"To be able to lock onto over thirty targets simultaneously, and targets as agile as medium-small demon beasts like Pikachu..."

The Lizardman Wizard looked down at his own Magic Wand and said softly: "If what you described isn’t too exaggerated, Jadka might truly have reached the advanced stage level of magic control."

"Whether I am exaggerating or not, you could ask anyone who has been taking missions near the market these days to find out."

The human Ranger raised his eyebrows and said gravely: "Lastly, there’s their captain, that Half Dragon Knight named Mor, he... he’s very strong."

The others were all taken aback and then immediately started asking just how strong that captain was and in what ways.

"Uh... well, this is the thing, at that time everybody’s attention was mainly on his mount, so I don’t really have a specific impression of that captain’s skills."

The Ranger finally spread his hands, admitting he was actually daydreaming at the time.

"Mount? What mount?"

The people nearby didn’t mind and went straight to asking about the eye-catching mount.

"That mount, well..."

The human Ranger scratched his cheek with a somewhat stiff expression, and then...

A voice filled with embarrassment suddenly came from not too far away.

"Cough, let’s just say we’re still friends if we don’t mention that bastard!"

Chapter 611: The End