The Contract Scroll vanished into smoke.
After Qī Liáng took the healing potion from the ninja, he turned to leave.
The ninja, however, let out a hearty laugh after Qī Liáng left.
What the ninja didn't know was that Qī Liáng had merely found a hidden spot to conceal himself.
Qī Liáng also wanted to know why the ninja was so brazenly confident about the scroll.
He saw the ninja take out a bottle of green potion and gulp it down.
It was a Curse Immunity Potion.
It had a certain chance to nullify curses.
Afterward, he took out several bottles emitting a seven-colored glow and drank them one by one.
These were Beginner Luck Potions.
They could increase the drinker's luck by one point.
Seeing his actions, Qī Liáng couldn't help but smile.
If it were any other curse, not one like this on the Contract Scroll that would backfire on the caster, it might actually have been dispelled by him.
But for a curse that relied on luck, no one could outplay Qī Liáng. No one.
Qī Liáng's talent wasn't just for show.
The ninja's status panel showed that the contract had been signed.
All he needed to do was click a button, and a backup of the scroll would appear in his hand.
He looked at the scroll in his hand and sneered.
Then, he calmly tore it to shreds.
[Contract has been destroyed]
Qī Liáng's status panel also displayed this.
"Hahahaha! A mere contract wants to restrict me! What an idiot!"
The ninja cackled wildly.
But his laughter was soon interrupted by a strange sensation in his body.
"No! How is this possible!"
His body began to contort, his hands were grabbed by an invisible force, his normal palms stretching into pig's trotters, and his nose also being squeezed into a pig's snout.
Hmph, hmph!
The ninja let out a pathetic howl. He tried to open his system panel, but he couldn't, no matter how hard he tried.
He had completely transformed into a fat pig from the native world.
*Slap, slap, slap*
Qī Liáng clapped his hands, a smile on his face, as he approached the fat pig.
The fat pig, enraged, wanted to attack Qī Liáng.
Qī Liáng, however, didn't dodge at all, indifferently pointing to the Tungsten Steel Drone hovering above his head.
"You are a native creature now. It's fine as long as you don't attack me. The moment you touch me, my summoned creatures will act, you know?"
The fat pig immediately stopped in its tracks.
Then Qī Liáng kicked it, sending the fat pig flying.
The fat pig suddenly understood.
Seeing Qī Liáng about to leave, it quickly waddled over, following him.
Its eyes were watery as it looked at Qī Liáng.
If it had been a young girl who didn't know its true identity, she might have taken it with her.
But Qī Liáng wasn't going to indulge it; he kicked it away again.
Then he left alone.
The fat pig collapsed powerlessly on the ground but didn't notice a pair of eerie green eyes in the bushes.
"Hmph! Hmph hmph... (What the hell is this thing!)"
The fat pig let out a terrified squeal.
A Goblin jumped out of the bushes, holding a spear, and stared intently at the fat pig.
Goblins are the most petty creatures; they would even start a war over a scrap of cloth.
Although Goblins have high-end combat power and their strength should not be underestimated,
no one on this continent thought much of them.
As for the bottom-tier Goblins, they were purely mindless creatures, and everyone wanted to beat them up.
They would directly torture and kill any flesh-and-blood creature.
The fat pig was in trouble.
Hmph...
Howls echoed through the forest, lingering for a long time.
After this, with everything prepared, Qī decided to tackle the various bosses one by one.
This was also related to Qī Liáng's personality; he had a bit of an obsessive-compulsive disorder...
Before entering the World of Calamity, he liked to achieve full collection and all achievements when playing games.
Some accessories also had certain uses in the early stages, and even in the later stages.
But these could all be collected incidentally while searching for bosses.
His next target was the Desert Calamity Worm, which existed in the desert.
To summon the Desert Calamity Worm, one had to wait for a sandstorm, as it had a chance to spawn in the desert then.
But Qī Liáng didn't have that much time to wait; he couldn't afford to.
So he decided to go to the desert to collect materials to craft the summon for the Desert Calamity Worm—the Desert Pendant.
The main material used to craft the Desert Pendant—the Jaw of the Storm—was dropped by creatures in the desert.
Destination: The Desert.
Scorching sun, your presence is truly sweet.
Qī Liáng walked arduously through the desert.
At any time, he hated hot weather the most.
I, Qī Liáng, would rather be frozen until cracked, frozen until stiff, or frozen to death than spend another second in the desert.
This desert bordered Qī Liáng's village, Statice Village.
But they were still very far apart.
*Thud.*
Qī Liáng tripped over something. Could it be the Desert Temple again?
Qī Liáng dug away the soil, revealing smooth Sandstone Bricks.
It was indeed it.
Although Qī Liáng no longer needed the items inside the Desert Temple, he finally felt a sense of relief upon seeing it.
It wasn't for any other reason than that it was underground and cool!
And conveniently, the habitat of the Storm Antlion was in the caves beneath the desert.
As long as he dug through the temple walls, it would lead to the caves below.
Qī Liáng quickly slipped into the temple, but he didn't forget to watch out for traps.
He walked deeper, occasionally tapping the walls with his fingers, searching for weak spots.
A broken thread in front of him caught Qī Liáng's attention.
It was clearly man-made.
This meant there was other danger here.
New Players would not be able to delve this deep into the Desert Temple.
N/A The mechanisms in the Desert Temple would give inexperienced players a lot of trouble.
Therefore, the person appearing here was, in all likelihood, a native.
Out of caution, Qī Liáng did not venture further.
Instead, he found a wall with a suitable thickness and began to dig and break through it.
Soon, an opening appeared.
The stench from the cave, combined with the stuffy heat, rushed into Qī Liáng's nostrils.
Qī Liáng quickly activated the combat mode of his Tungsten Steel Set, put on his face mask, attempting to block the smell.
But it was futile.
*Gag...*
The sparse sounds from the cave were like countless pieces of glass scratching across a blackboard.
Qī Liáng couldn't help but get goosebumps.
As long as he faced creatures other than insects, no matter how twisted or dark, Qī Liáng wouldn't flinch.
But upon seeing insects, even one as small as a fingernail, it was enough to make Qī Liáng break out in goosebumps.
Not to mention, the cave before him was filled with incredibly huge insects.
Qī Liáng was extremely resistant, but his body was honest as he moved towards the cave.
The deeper he went, the stronger the smell and the more terrifying the sounds became.
He saw dense clusters of small round balls on the ground ahead.
The small circles were still churning.
They were Antlion Eggs!
With these things, as long as you don't touch them, they are harmless.
The moment you touch them, they will hatch and madly bite you.
Qī Liáng didn't want to provoke them, so he carefully avoided them, afraid of accidentally stepping on them.
Just as Qī Liáng passed the Antlion Eggs and stepped into another cave.
An Antlion Dog, as large as a Tibetan Mastiff, lunged at Qī Liáng.
Qī Liáng hastily dodged and retaliated with a burst of sword energy, splitting the Antlion Dog in half.
[Antlion Upper Jaw * 1]
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