Chapter 180 - 1106: This Kid Is Too Smart, a Bountiful Harvest

Chapter 180: Chapter 1106: This Kid Is Too Smart, a Bountiful Harvest

Just a moment ago, they were united in their complaints about Velen, but now the ship of their friendship had sunk into a bottomless abyss.

Mansha carefully observed Nasha’s expression, her smile growing more seductive. "I feel the same way."

Nasha continued to curse her viciously in her heart. ’Slut!’

The two exchanged a look, each with their own ulterior motives. In their hearts, they were furiously stabbing pins into voodoo dolls of each other, yet on the surface, they maintained pleasant smiles.

*****

「In Mist Valley.」

Reina slid until a soaking-wet tree trunk finally brought her to a stop.

The commotion behind her gradually subsided, leading her to one guess. ’The Fog Bat is probably dead.’

The Dazed Girl let out a sigh of relief. It all felt so surreal. ’I just ran around like crazy in the fog, and it’s all over?’

"We’ve killed the Fog Bat!"

Mo Ning’s voice came from behind the curtain of fog, gently pulling her from her brief confusion.

A smile instantly blossomed on the girl’s pretty face, and her signature cowlick bobbed cheerfully along with it.

"Anya, Reina, you did an excellent job!"

Mo Ning’s voice, tinged with appreciation, drifted over again.

Reina’s smile grew even brighter, the corners of her eyes curving into crescents.

Soon, the Dazed Girl saw a Fog Bat with her own eyes for the first time in her life.

The creature lay motionless in the mud. Its fur, where it hadn’t been soiled, was so brilliantly white that it genuinely looked like a wisp of fog.

Such perfect camouflage was terrifying to think about.

Reina swallowed hard a few times before realizing just what a terrifying monster they had been dealing with.

She stole a glance at the calm young man walking toward them, an involuntary hint of worship welling up in her eyes.

The Dazed Girl thought that if she had been alone, she would have long since been the Fog Bat’s dinner.

But under Mr. Mo Ning’s command, this vicious beast seemed so weak, as if it had been finished off without much effort.

Mo Ning walked over, sized up the corpse for a few moments, and waved his hand, giving the order, "Let’s haul this thing back."

With some effort, the three of them hauled their second piece of loot back to the Sanctuary.

Processing the corpse in the wild was too risky. The strong smell of blood could easily attract more dangerous Hunters, so taking it back was the safest option.

It was only then that Reina noticed Anya’s pretty face was a little pale, and her breathing was faintly uneven.

She couldn’t help but ask, "Miss Anya, are you hurt?"

Anya’s delicate brows furrowed slightly as she nodded lightly. "I have a bit of a headache."

Reina didn’t know that when the Fog Bat had launched its spiritual attack, Anya had deliberately stood further forward and activated her Qi and Blood Power, becoming the monster’s primary target and taking about sixty percent of the attack.

Mo Ning reached for his waist, took out the Calming Ointment from his Casting Belt, and tossed it directly to Anya. "Rub a little on your temples."

This Magic Potion could not only restore Spiritual Power and aid in Meditation, but it could also quickly heal minor spiritual trauma.

Anya caught it instinctively. After just one glance, she quickly shook her head. "This is too precious. I’ll be fine after a little rest, I don’t need..."

"I have several more bottles."

Mo Ning interrupted the Noble Lady’s refusal.

Though it was just a few words, Anya quickly yielded. "Alright."

She obediently opened the lid of the jar, carefully scooped out a small amount of the ointment, and gently applied it to her temples.

The cool medicinal effect slowly seeped into her skin. In less than a second, the Noble Lady’s beautiful eyes widened in pleasant surprise. "It really works. I feel much better."

A healthy blush quickly replaced her pallor, and the trace of weariness also quietly faded.

Reina watched the change in Anya’s complexion carefully and said in surprise, "You look much better than before."

She couldn’t help but glance at Mo Ning, her expression clearly saying, ’Mr. Mo Ning, you’re a good captain.’

During the many nights she had adventured in the wilderness with Teacher Buck, she had heard many stories from him about captains and their teammates.

But in all those stories, not a single captain would so casually give a precious Magic Potion to a teammate, let alone with such a "help yourself" attitude.

Processing the Fog Bat’s corpse took longer than the Giant Helmet Fish’s.

The two young women knew very little about this monster, which was only active on foggy days and lived in a very small number of regions. They had no idea which of its parts were valuable.

But this was no challenge for Mo Ning.

He had read through a large number of monster encyclopedias in the Royal Library and knew that the Fog Bat had at least ten types of Spiritual Materials.

Under his guidance, the two young women stumbled their way through the dissecting and extraction process.

The fur, brain, liver, heart, and other materials of various shapes were carefully stripped from the monster’s body one by one.

The Spiritual Materials of most monsters were concentrated in their internal organs, so this was bound to be a bloody job.

But the two showed no disgust at all; on the contrary, they worked at it with tireless enthusiasm.

After all, every piece of Spiritual Material they collected meant more Black Tower Points in their pockets. No Apprentice would be uninterested in Black Tower Points.

Mo Ning stood to the side, watching the two beautiful young women holding pieces of variously colored internal organs in their bloody hands, and felt a strong sense of contrast.

After the corpse was processed, the Spiritual Materials were carefully wrapped up. The remains of the corpse were tossed directly into the rapids outside the entrance, and after a few splashes, they were washed away without a trace.

After casting two Clean Tricks, the hall was instantly spotless.

Mo Ning made a rough estimate and announced a number. "This batch of materials should sell for 80 Black Tower Points, maybe even 100."

The two girls’ pretty faces instantly bloomed like flowers.

*****

「Black Tower Academy.」

「Inside the Observation Room.」

Mansha subconsciously licked her red lips, an act that naturally radiated her coquettish charm.

There are no ugly women in the Academy, and this Female Apprentice’s looks were already above average. Her current appearance was indeed captivating.

Mansha glanced at the neatly arranged Spiritual Materials on the Light Curtain and felt a faint urge ’to rush in, pack up the materials, and run off with them.’

Even for a Third Level Apprentice, 100 Black Tower Points was not a small sum.

What’s more, there were too many things in the Academy that required money, and most Apprentices didn’t have 100 Black Tower Points on hand.

Of course, this was referring to "cash"; Magic Potions, Spiritual Materials, and Witchcraft Items were not included.

Mansha turned her head, glanced at her colleague, and asked, "Nasha, how much could that kid’s Spiritual Materials sell for on the Apprentice Market?"

Nasha replied without a second thought, "There aren’t many Fog Bats in Mist Valley, so their Spiritual Materials sell at a high premium. The materials from both the Giant Helmet Fish and the Fog Bat should fetch around 180 Black Tower Points."

Mansha took a sharp breath. "That much?!"

To be honest, she was really a little envious.

Nasha glanced at the Light Curtain showing the Battle Group and said, deliberately yet casually, "The camp is already set up. The Lord Tree Bark Monkey probably won’t attack before dark, so there shouldn’t be any more exciting battles for a while."

As she spoke, she secretly hoped this slut would hurry up and leave.

However, her hopes were dashed.

Mansha, sitting on the sofa, had no intention of moving at all. "It’s fine. I’m relatively free today, so I’ll just stay here in the Observation Room and watch the assessment to pass the time."

Nasha clenched her fist imperceptibly, a sudden urge rising in her heart ’to pull out her Magic Whip and give the slut a good lashing.’

But she immediately relaxed her fist.

’Forget it!’

’I’ll endure it!’