Chapter 154: Completed A-rank Advancement Quest, Unlocked Rare Talent
Vick's actions successfully drew the attention of the Slave Traders. When the Slave Traders' Boss personally led a team to capture him, Bai Fu received new intel from the Digging‑Princess.
The Digging‑Princess said, “Fu‑fu, Starfish‑bro contacted me just now and said he eavesdropped on the Slave Traders’ conversation. They came to Ulysses to capture people this time because someone discovered that the Ulysses people possess a special gene. This special gene greatly benefits a certain research, so the price of Ulysses people on the slave market has soared.”
Bai Fu felt she had sniffed out a conspiracy. That special gene might be the key to the quest on Vick’s body.
“Any other findings?”
The Digging‑Princess said, “Yes, the Slave Traders’ Boss seems to believe Vick is the individual with the highest expression of that special gene and is extremely valuable. That’s why he personally took action to capture Vick alive.”
Capture alive?
A new combat plan arose in Bai Fu’s mind. She quickly informed Vick of the Player’s discovery.
Vick had no time to be shocked: “You mean they won’t kill me for now, and you want me to act as bait to buy you more time, so you can seize the opportunity to attack the ship and rescue the hostages?”
Bai Fu countered, “What do you think?”
Vick gritted his teeth. “This is indeed an opportunity. I’ll do my best to stall them for a while.”
After the call ended, Bai Fu immediately led her team to charge toward the Slave Traders’ spaceship.
At the same time.
Inside the Slave Traders’ spaceship.
A group of Slave Traders sat around a small table playing cards. They were playing the same game the Players had played on the spaceship earlier, "Cosmic Web".
“Damn, if only one day I could be made into a card too. Then I could earn copyright fees lying down.”
“Stop dreaming, you? In the entire Sea Lion System, only the Void Battle Princess caught the attention of ‘Cosmic Web’. Look at your nuts and ask yourself—what part of you beats the Void Battle Princess?”
“I don’t like hearing that. I have three nuts, she only has two. How am I not better?”
Not far from the Slave Traders, the Players bound together watched the game eagerly. Some even started streaming.
【These aliens aren’t too bright, are they? Who plays cards like that?】
【Damn, they’re so dumb I can’t watch anymore】
As the game went on, a Slave Trader suddenly turned his head and glared viciously at the Players beside him.
“Damn it, if anyone keeps yapping, I’ll tear their mouth apart!”
He was furious. Who wouldn’t be mad with someone constantly pointing fingers during a game?
“A bunch of little punks thinking they’re saviors—funny. If you’re so good, come play yourself, huh?”
Sure, why not!
A Player wrapped in Turtle‑Shell Bind was about to talk back when they received a message from the Digging‑Princess.
【Fu‑fu is here!】
Oh, then never mind the cards, now it’s time to fight!
The Slave Traders were already smoldering with rage—and so were the Players.
Especially Sword Qi Soaring. Because of how he was tied up, his nose was just five centimeters from Black Bastard’s feet. Even with his sense of smell turned off, he was flushed red with fury. Those were Black Bastard’s feet, not black-stockinged ones!
“Damn it, brothers!”
Sword Qi Soaring was the first to act, immediately buying a Tiny Hei Fu Card from the pre-battle loadout shop.
The next second, dozens of little figures burst out across the spaceship. As soon as they appeared, they untied the ropes and restraining devices from the Players, then charged at the Slave Traders.
What the hell are those things?
The Slave Traders were startled, but once one of them punched a Tiny Hei Fu and sent it flying, they realized these Tiny Hei Fus were quite weak.
Damn, almost got scared!
“That’s it? With your strength…” A B-rank Slave Trader twisted his neck, his muscles rapidly bulging. “I can take all of you on by myself!”
You think I’m scared?
Sword Qi Soaring curled his lip. This time, he went all-in, playing a rare Prayer Card directly.
【Fixed Void Ball·Revised】
As the card dissolved, a Void Ball appeared in the ship’s cabin. Black psionic beams shot out, piercing through several C-rank Slave Traders ahead, then began slicing back and forth inside the ship like lasers.
Bang—
A single blast blew the ship’s control panel into a shower of sparks.
“Damn it!” The Slave Traders’ eyes turned blood-red with rage. They lunged at the Players. “I’ll cut you apart, slice you open, chop you up!”
Sword Qi Soaring and Black Bastard calmly gave commands.
“You go protect the captured Ulysses people. The rest, help me wreck the ship!”
With the Players’ current strength, if they coordinated well, fighting a main class B-rank Psionicist around level 30 wasn’t impossible.
Unfortunately, there were three B-rank Psionicists on the ship—and an A-rank Psionicist resting on the upper level—so Sword Qi Soaring and the others didn’t take risks.
Just destroy everything!
In terms of wrecking stuff, even a Husky would call them seniors.
“Ha ha, take my Penetrating Spear!”
“Watch closely—this is how you play cards!”
“Go, Summon Ghost!”
The Players frantically attacked every piece of spaceship equipment they could see. Even with limbs broken, they used their mouths to bite onto Prayer Cards and wreak havoc.
Seeing this, the Slave Traders were on the verge of a breakdown.
Stop, the ship is already barely holding together—if you keep this up, it’ll fall apart!
If the ship broke down, they wouldn’t be able to transport the slaves. If things dragged on and other Slave Traders arrived, they might not be able to keep their captives.
The massive commotion finally drew the attention of Frick, the A-rank Psionicist on the upper level.
He stormed down in a fury, and just as he steadied himself, before he could even curse, he saw a Player laughing maniacally while detonating a 【Summon Ghost】 card in his hand.
Boom!
The Player was gone. The Slave Trader restraining him was gone. Even Frick’s stylish hairstyle was gone.
“Ahhhhh—”
Frick roared. With the enhancement of his power, a sinister green light surged all over his body.
"I'll kill you all!"
As the furious roar echoed, a Player finally reached the console and pressed the button to open the spaceship hatch.
With a loud bang, the door sprang open, and standing right behind it was Bai Fu, gripping the Shadow Staff in her hand.
Surprise!
Bursts of psionic projectiles poured down like rain. The few Slave Traders closest to the door were instantly shot through the head. Red and white mixed together, splashing from the clean holes onto the spaceship's ceiling.
Frick’s pupils shrank sharply. From her aura, he sensed that Bai Fu’s strength might not be weaker than his.
“I’ll deal with her. You handle these captives and contact the Boss. Tell him to hurry back!”
Frick stepped forward, appearing suddenly in front of Bai Fu like he had teleported, launching a punch cloaked in deep purple mist straight at her.
Poison attribute attack?
Bai Fu’s eyelid twitched. This was the first time she had encountered an enemy like this.
Fortunately, she had come prepared this time. The moment Frick approached her, Yulia behind her instantly activated her Psionic Field.
Though both were Psionic Fields, Yulia’s field could target only enemies without harming allies. This was her unique talent—the effect of her high-precision control over psionics.
The repulsion from the Psionic Field momentarily knocked Frick off balance. Bai Fu closed in, and the Shadow Staff, in rapier form, pierced through the air like black lightning, striking Frick’s chest with a crackling burst.
Clang!
The sound of striking metal rang out. Frick sneered coldly.
He was wearing high-defense nano armor. That level of attack wouldn’t possibly harm him!
Just as he was about to release a cloud of poisonous mist from his palm, a startled voice shouted behind him, “Lord Frick, dodge!”
A sudden chill arose. Frick bent down to dodge. In that instant, two particle beams shot through where his head had just been, striking the spaceship’s interior armor and leaving sunken molten craters.
Frick felt a cold chill in his heart. If those particle beams had hit his head, he would’ve been severely injured.
“What are you doing?”
He turned and saw that the shooters were his own men. Rage surged.
The two Slave Traders he glared at were practically smoking with anxiety. They hadn’t meant to—suddenly, they had lost control of their bodies.
This was actually Yulia’s Envoy skill, which had once given Players a lot of trouble.
Bai Fu didn’t give Frick a chance to be distracted. She unleashed her signature combo—
Shadow Staff for zoning, followed by a Psionic Burst for damage!
The fierce explosion didn’t do much damage to the spaceship’s armor, but it made the interior equipment even more dilapidated.
Frick’s face darkened like a scorched pot. They couldn’t keep fighting inside the spaceship. If this kept up, he and the Boss would end up bankrupt. After all, the ship wasn’t insured.
His gaze turned cold, and a large amount of poisonous mist surged from his body, reaching toward Bai Fu like giant hands.
The Psionic Shield could effectively block kinetic strikes, and the Psionic Field could reduce most types of damage, but this was “Biochemical Crisis”. Bai Fu didn’t dare to directly engage with Frick amidst the poison mist.
She dodged to the side in time, and Frick didn’t pursue. Instead, he dashed out through the path she had cleared.
“If you’ve got guts, come fight me outside. If you hide in the ship, I’ll flood it with poison and see who lasts longer!”
Fine, let’s go!
Bai Fu followed, leaving Yulia and Hei Fu inside the spaceship.
The reason she didn’t bring Hei Fu out to fight was mainly to farm battle points.
Two C-rank Psionicists had already given her 5 points. This whole ship of Psionicists should be enough for her to farm to her heart’s content—provided she landed the killing blows. That was easy: once Yulia had the enemies controlled, Hei Fu could finish them off, guaranteeing she’d secure the kills.
Yulia entered the fray. Yulia dealt explosive damage. Yulia was about to reap… wait, Hei Fu jumped out. She used Noxian Guillotine. One axe, two axes…
After a wild rampage, Yulia ended with a 0-0-X record, while Hei Fu had an X-0-0 record.
Yulia: “……”
Are you trying to provoke me into dragging you back to the lab for some harsh experiments?
Hei Fu ignored Yulia’s resentful gaze. She walked to the door of the cargo hold where the hostages were kept and instructed the mechanical-type Players to unlock it.
The Ulysses people locked inside were already scared out of their wits. It took several shouts from the Players before they snapped out of it.
“Don’t just stand there. Hurry and come with us.”
With the Players’ help, the hostages stumbled out of the spaceship in fear.
While the battle had subsided here, Bai Fu and Frick were still locked in an intense fight.
As a mage, Bai Fu rarely fought in ranged skirmishes—most of her skills were focused on melee output—but this time, her opponent was a poisonous old snake, so she had no choice but to keep kiting him.
She didn’t mind the feeling. With the support of the Void Ball and Dark Thorns, she could maintain nearly uninterrupted output.
Black psionic beams slashed across the ground, carving deep gouges. Even with nano armor, Frick didn’t dare to endure the Void Ball’s attacks for long. He repeatedly tried to close the distance to erode Bai Fu with poison mist, but her intermittent use of the Psionic Field and Heavenly Burial threw him off again and again, leaving him roaring in place.
Bang bang!
Frick swung his Mechanical Steel Claws furiously, smashing the suddenly appearing Tiny Bai Fus.
“I want to see how long you can hold out!”
Watching the newly captured slaves escape one by one made Frick increasingly frantic. He didn’t believe a squishy mage could outlast him.
Besides, he had already contacted the Boss. The Boss was on his way with reinforcements. Once they flanked her together, this Psionic Prayer-user was dead for sure!
Of course, Bai Fu knew what Frick was thinking. Her comment was—
【You probably don’t know who’s really the squishy one!】
As time ticked by, Bai Fu suddenly received a message from Vick.
【I can’t hold them back. The Slave Traders’ Boss is heading back fast】
Just a few minutes later, numerous small aircraft appeared in the sky. Leading them was the Slave Traders’ Boss, Mosen.
When she first saw Mosen’s data panel, Bai Fu froze. She found that his base stats were actually lower than Frick’s.
How did he become the Boss?
“So you’re the hunter Vick hired?”
Mosen looked down with icy eyes. There were traces of blood on him—it seemed he had suffered a minor loss in the fight with Vick.
Bai Fu ignored Mosen and looked at Vick, who had followed him. Vick looked like he had just crawled out of a mud pit. His HP was down to 72%.
“I don’t care who you are. Since you dared to mess with me, you’re dead today!”
The bracelet on Mosen’s right hand lit up. With a low rumble, a hatch opened on the spaceship’s top, and a three-meter-tall black battle armor shot out at incredible speed, swallowing him whole with precision.
A chilling aura descended from the sky, making everyone instinctively tense.
【Black Sparrow-class Type VI Battle Armor】
Bai Fu cast Psionic Vision.
This battle armor was extremely violent, boosting the user’s Strength by 150 points and equipped with a full set of burst-type skills. The only problem was that it required major repairs after each use.
Bai Fu's expression darkened slightly.
No wonder Mosen could become the Boss of this group of Slave Traders—he had this trump card. Once equipped with the battle armor, Mosen's Strength reached 531 points. That number was a bit outrageous.
“Good thing I’ve got a trump card too, or I’d have no choice but to run.”
After Hei Fu snatched all of Yulia’s kills, Bai Fu’s Battle Points had reached 681—just 319 away from 1000. That gap wasn’t large. Taking down a B-rank Psionicist would net her 80 points, and if she could kill an A-rank Psionicist, it would surely fill the gap.
Looking at Mosen standing in the sky like a demonic god, Vick's expression turned grim. “Sorry, I couldn’t hold him back. I’ll do everything I can to stop him. You find a way to get out of here.”
Bai Fu quietly sent Vick a message: “Can your Mental Shock cause an A-rank Psionicist to be stunned?”
Vick shook his head. “The Black Sparrow-class Battle Armor can weaken mental attacks.”
Bai Fu said, “I mean Frick.”
Vick quickly did the math. “At most 3 seconds.”
Three seconds? That long?
One second is enough for me!
Bai Fu was overjoyed. “When the time comes, hit Frick with your Mental Shock. Leave the rest to me.”
Vick gritted his teeth and nodded. He didn’t know what Bai Fu had planned, but he had no choice but to trust her. As he nodded, he began preparing his mental strike. A faint blue glow began to shimmer from his body.
The next second, Mosen, clad in battle armor, descended from the sky like a proud black knight, carrying a massive energy millstone.
It’s settled!
In an instant, all the Slave Traders watching this scene felt a wave of relief.
Mosen in the Black Sparrow-class Battle Armor was invincible. This was the perfect fusion of technology and martial prowess.
Bai Fu charged forward to buy time for Vick. She activated her Psionic Shield and Psionic Field, then pulled out the skill card she had obtained from Lava.
With a flash of intense light, before the energy millstone could land, a crimson Lava Iron Net spread open in front of Bai Fu.
Boom!
The energy millstone collided with the Lava Iron Net. The residual energy constantly pounded Bai Fu’s body, dealing a flurry of damage.
At that moment, Vick was finally ready. His terrifying Mental Shock surged toward Frick like a tidal wave.
It was too fast—even though Frick sensed danger, he didn’t have time to dodge. His body swayed, blood poured from his seven orifices, his vision blurred, and he collapsed.
“Now!”
Hei Fu in the spaceship blinked over to Frick using Streamlight Blink. She immediately activated the bonuses from Blessing of the Mind and Psionic Enhancement Potion. Her stats were maxed. The triple combo of Dark Burn followed at full strength!
“-3501!”
Critical hit!
Frick wasn’t a tank like Lava. Bai Fu and Vick had already worn down much of his HP. When that black damage number popped up, his HP was wiped clean. He collapsed with wide eyes.
【You killed Frick…】
【You gained 360 Battle Points】
【You completed the class advancement quest [Warrior’s Glory], received 3 million XP, 1 random talent or passive skill, and Class Transfer eligibility】
【Drawing random talent or passive skill】
【Draw complete】
【You received rare talent [Apostle’s Will]】
Game notifications popped up one after another. Bai Fu couldn’t hold on and was blasted away by the energy millstone’s impact. As she hit the ground, Vick quickly stepped between her and Mosen.
“Your opponent is me!”
Mosen didn’t attack right away. Staring at Frick’s corpse, he looked shocked.
Frick was instantly killed through coordination with Vick’s Mental Shock—just how strong was Hei Fu?
Bai Fu, climbing back up from the ground, smiled.
Completing the Class Transfer quest granted her a rare talent, but even more important was the Class Transfer qualification. The 100 million experience in her pocket was already roaring to be used.
Mosen in the Black Sparrow-class Battle Armor was indeed powerful, but once she broke through the A-rank barrier, she would be even stronger!
“Vick, buy me 30 seconds!”
In 30 seconds, from B-rank to A-rank, Bai Fu would bring the world a brand-new self!