Chapter 182: Chapter 181: First on the Monthly Chart? (Please subscribe)
Sun Wei thought of this and opened his contacts list, finding a number labeled "Zhuo Jun".
He took a deep breath and tapped on it.
"Beep... beep... beep..."
The intermittent ringing came from the phone, causing Sun Wei’s heart to leap into his throat.
Come to think of it, the last time they contacted was over three months ago.
And even then, it was just a brief greeting and a few trivial words before Zhuo Jun said he had an urgent matter and hung up.
This time, who knows whether he’s busy again.
"Hello?"
A male voice came from the phone. "Who’s this?"
Sun Wei’s smile froze, and his heart sank.
But he quickly regained his composure and said cheerfully, "Zhuo Jun, it’s me, Sun Wei. Don’t you recognize my voice?"
"Sun Wei?" Zhuo Jun was taken aback.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Sun Wei felt like his heart was about to jump out of his throat.
It seemed that the other party had forgotten about him?
But it wasn’t surprising. Zhuo Jun lived in Qing City, a place bustling with notable figures, many of whom were much more formidable than himself.
"Oh, it’s Chairman Sun." Zhuo Jun seemed to recall and replied politely, "Chairman Sun, what brings you to call me all of a sudden?"
"Well, yes, there is something,"
Sun Wei licked his lips.
Zhuo Jun’s tone sounded polite, yet distant.
However, since he had already made the call, he had to see it through, even if it was tough to say.
"Zhuo Jun, our branch just got a new young man with immense talent. At only seventeen, he has already become a Transforming Force Martial Artist."
"Really?" Zhuo Jun sounded a bit surprised.
Such talent could hold a notable place among the young elites of Qing City.
"Yes." Sun Wei smiled, "He’s really impressive. He can single-handedly shoot and kill high-level Fierce Beasts. Ahem, now he wants to learn how to refine Qi Blood Pills. Zhuo Jun, your Alchemy is excellent. Could you perhaps give him a few pointers to avoid detours?"
"I’m sorry, Chairman Sun,"
Zhuo Jun politely declined, "I’m really busy here, and everyone is waiting for me. How about next time, okay?"
Before Sun Wei could respond, Zhuo Jun hung up the phone.
"Who was that?"
A man across the dining table asked curiously, "I heard you calling Chairman Sun just now."
"Sun Wei," Zhuo Jun put down his phone, picked up his chopsticks, and said casually, "He was my Chairman at the Anshan City Branch, but that was years ago."
"Oh, him." The man suddenly understood, his eyes showing a hint of disdain.
After all, everyone knew that among the thirty-plus branches, the Anshan City Branch was the bottom of the barrel.
"I heard the development there is poor. Most Entry Force Martial Artists have joined others. The headquarters is even considering whether to abandon that branch. Why did he call you?" the man asked curiously.
Zhuo Jun let out a cold laugh.
"He asked me to give some pointers to a newcomer in their branch’s Alchemy."
"What? Instruct a newcomer in Alchemy?"
The man across the table gaped, then said, "Is Chairman Sun out of his mind? Asking you to instruct a newbie in Alchemy—how could he make such a request?"
"Who knows?" Zhuo Jun shrugged.
"I really don’t have the time to waste on these people. Besides, everyone wants to try Alchemy, but how many succeed?"
"Exactly. Forget about them. When they waste their money and accomplish nothing, they’ll learn their lesson."
On the other side,
Sun Wei looked at his phone in front of him, listening to the busy signal. After a while, he sighed.
He had done his best.
But unfortunately, the outcome was not as expected.
"It’ll have to depend on Brother Chen’s own luck."
...
In the lounge, Chen Fan was naturally unaware of Sun Wei’s kind intentions. He had already spent all of his over two million contribution points on purchasing medicinal herbs.
In total, 125 sets.
"They’ll arrive tomorrow,"
Chen Fan smiled.
He seemed to see a multitude of Potential Points beckoning to him.
He glanced at his account; the millions of contribution points were nearly gone.
"Looks like I have to go hunting again."
Chen Fan stood up.
He originally planned to upgrade his Realm or raise the level of his Basic Leg Techniques first.
But with [Burst], he believed that even if he encountered an Awakener, he could escape without much trouble.
Once he accumulated enough Experience Points, he planned to come back to practice his Basic Leg Techniques at night and learn all the Leg Technique Martial Arts, then upgrade his Realm.
As he pushed the door open, Tu Yue and a few others were approaching.
They were momentarily stunned to see Chen Fan coming out of the room.
"Good afternoon, everyone,"
Chen Fan closed the door and smiled at them.
"Good afternoon."
"Good afternoon."
They looked groggy as if they hadn’t fully woken up from a nap.
Chen Fan nodded at them and walked forward. As they were about to pass each other, Tu Yue couldn’t help but ask, "Brother Chen, are you going out to hunt?"
Xu Jie and the others turned around.
"Yes." Chen Fan nodded.
"What’s up?"
"Nothing, nothing,"
Tu Yue smiled wryly.
To be honest, if it hadn’t been for the intense discussion in the group, she wouldn’t have known that Chen Fan had hunted two high-level Fierce Beasts.
7.5 million contribution points.
If each of them could earn 2 million contribution points a month, they would be overjoyed.
The key was, Chen Fan managed it in half a day.
"Well, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be off,"
Chen Fan seemed to understand something, waved at them, and walked away.
Once his figure disappeared into the elevator, the few began to discuss.
"Brother Chen is even more impressive than we imagined," Gao Shan lamented.
"Yeah, a single morning to kill two high-level Fierce Beasts—what kind of power is that? And both with one shot; his Archery is truly incredible."
"I really envy him. If only we could go hunting with him," Zhao Xuewen said longingly.
"Oh, come on," Fan Sui eyed him, "If I were him, I wouldn’t bring a bunch of burdens along."
"Fan Sui, you still talk as harshly as ever," Xu Jie grinned.
But it was the truth.
If they went along, they might help a bit, but they could also become burdens.
The key issue was that Chen Fan would have to share the contribution points earned from killing Fierce Beasts with them.
Only a fool would do that.
"It looks like the top of the monthly ranking will be his this time."
"Yes, and that’s good news for our branch. When Brother Chen’s contribution points reach the top, let’s see what others have to say."
"Exactly, I can’t wait to see their reaction."
They exchanged glances and laughed.
Chen Fan stepped out of the city, once again feeling several gazes from the crowd.
He smirked inwardly.
If those from the merchant association wanted to keep causing trouble, so be it.
More than an hour later, Chen Fan appeared in everyone’s view again, dragging a piece of prey.
This time, it was a Shadow Cat.
Compared to typical high-level Fierce Beasts, it was smaller, just over three meters tall, and weighed just over two tons.
It was extremely fast and adept at hiding. With its sharp claws, it could easily kill a Transforming Force Martial Artist.
Of course, compared to Violent Bear and Gray-spotted Snake, it was still weaker, with a purchase price of only 2.5 million.
Another hour passed, and Chen Fan’s figure appeared once more.
This time, he was dragging a Gale Wolf King.
More than an hour later, he dragged another prey.
People outside Anshan City, initially stopping to watch Chen Fan drag his prey into the stockade, soon grew indifferent.
Time passed bit by bit.
Soon, the sky darkened.
Lin Hui and some others stood outside the stockade, gazing into the depths of the wilderness.
"It’s getting dark. Why hasn’t Brother Chen come back?"
He asked anxiously.
The last time Chen Fan returned, Lin Hui had specifically instructed him that there were only half an hour left until nightfall.
The wilderness at night was more dangerous than other places.
With bad luck, encountering an Elite-level Fierce Beast wasn’t impossible.
Evidently, Chen Fan hadn’t listened.
"Brother Lin, I think since Brother Chen dared to go, he should be fine,"
"Yes, Brother Chen may seem reckless, but he is confident in his abilities. I’m sure he’ll be back soon."
Others chimed in.
"Hmm." Lin Hui nodded.
Just then, a figure gradually appeared from afar.
"There he is!"
He exclaimed and ran over.
As the distance closed, his eyes widened in shock.
He saw that Chen Fan had returned, dragging two high-level Fierce Beasts!
"Brother Lin, why are you here?"
Chen Fan smiled at the approaching Lin Hui.
"Brother Chen, you, you..."
Lin Hui pointed at the preys Chen Fan was dragging.
One was a Mad Lion Dog, four or five meters high, with long fur, especially around its face, from which it got its name. Its size matched that of a Violent Bear, and its strength was comparable.
The other was a Gray-spotted Snake.
"Oh,"
Chen Fan glanced back, shrugged, and said, "I was going to return after hunting the Mad Lion Dog, but this Gray-spotted Snake attacked me from behind as it got dark. I had no choice but to bring it back."
"Are you okay?" Lin Hui asked urgently.
"I’m fine,"
Chen Fan smiled. "Brother Lin, what’s the purchase price for this Mad Lion Dog?"
"Three and a half million,"
Lin Hui smiled wryly, "And the Gray-spotted Snake is three and a half million too, totaling seven million."
"Seven million,"
Chen Fan nodded. If he counted the previous high-level Fierce Beasts, his contribution points should put him at the top of the monthly ranking, right?