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Joan of Arc tilted her head: "You've come to the dungeon too?"
"A teammate without healing specialization." Mochizuki Oboro took out a rose and handed it to Jeanne: "Please heal me."
Typhon and Lilith exchanged a glance, both with a question mark appearing above their heads.
Who is this guy? How come he seems to be able to strike up a conversation with any pretty girl?
"Haha~ Actually, I don't have many healing methods." Jeanne d'Arc looked away: "Only by unleashing my Noble Phantasm can I recover health."
"It's not a problem, we can just go grind some mobs to accumulate treasures." Mochizuki Oboro didn't think it was a problem.
[Ding~ New member Jeanne d'Arc joins the team~]
[Jeanne had no other teammates. She had only recently started playing Chaldea and was exploring various gameplay elements. At Kallen's recommendation, she ventured into the dungeon to check it out.]
Let's continue our collaboration and explore more areas.
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Chapter 216 Monster Item Appraisal Guide and Apostles
As a staff member of the foundation, Jeanne was naturally familiar with Mochizuki Oboro's face. Their relationship was also fairly harmonious in private.
Overall, as long as Mochizuki Oboro doesn't suddenly fall seriously ill, he's actually a pretty good guy.
However, it is possible that Mochizuki Oboro does not develop symptoms, but it is unlikely that Mochizuki Oboro does not develop symptoms.
"The damp smell mingled between the bricks, the flickering torches on either side offered no stable illumination, and the faint howls of monsters could be heard... What a classic scene."
Mochizuki stood there gracefully, her mind a whirlwind of inspiration, converging into a ferocious storm.
"Aren't you going to paint?" Typhon asked in surprise.
“Doing the same thing over and over again is too boring. I want to learn from those poets, to use limited words to try my best to describe endless beauty.” Mochizuki Oboro straightened his chest.
Joan of Arc, unfazed by such sights, leaned against the wall, waiting for Mochizuki Oboro to return to normal. She had done this quite often during her previous volunteer work.
Lilith cleared her throat: "I'm going to start reciting poetry."
"You're here too?" Typhon chuckled.
"O ocean, you are all water. O spider, you have eight legs. Recitation complete, thank you." Lilith bowed.
It's even more like a doggerel than a limerick. Calling it a poem is a stretch.
With Lilith backing us up, even though what Mochizuki Oboro said wasn't great either, it became much more acceptable after comparison.
After the brief incident, the four, now fully recovered, continued their leisurely stroll through the dungeon.
Joan of Arc had a sudden inspiration, as if she had been possessed by a wild boar with the same face: "Our sense of taste is normal, isn't it?"
“Yes.” Lilith nodded. “But the dungeon isn’t exactly a place for elegant dining.”
Gazing at the moon with hazy eyes, he said, "Not necessarily."
"What you're trying to say is...?" Typhon's lips twitched.
Jeanne d'Arc strikes a classic "praising management" pose, making her look almost like a chibi version of herself: "I want to imitate 'Delicious in Dungeon'~"
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"Slime has a terrible texture; it's soft and mushy and can only be used as a seasoning after processing. Depending on the different types, such as Flame Slime, Water Slime, and Rock Slime, the seasonings also have different flavors."
"The tentacles of the sea monster are chewy, but not too tough. If prepared properly, you can even taste the delicate flavor of seafood. The meat of the centaur is very sour, so I don't recommend it."
Mochizuki Oboro closed his notebook. He decided to start gathering materials now and write a "Dungeon Monster Item Appraisal Guide".
Every so often, a completely reliable safe house will spawn in the dungeon, and the four of them are currently staying in the safe house to prepare ingredients.
Thanks to Joan of Arc's flash of inspiration, Mochizuki Oboro and the others unlocked a brand new field: cooking.
'Flame Slime Noodles: Restores 800 HP, slightly boosts Buster command card performance for three minutes. Very spicy food; adverse effects may occur if you cannot tolerate it.'
Ingredients: 20ml Flame Slime Essence, noodles (as needed).
'Strange Bird Grilled Skewers: Restores 400 HP, slightly boosts Quick command card performance for three minutes. A uniquely flavored grilled skewer.'
Ingredients: 100g of bird-like monster meat.
When they have enough time, Mochizuki Oboro and the others can find a safe house to sit down after each monster kill, slowly prepare some food to satisfy their hunger, and recover their stamina.
However, in battle, you should still focus on proper skills and Noble Phantasms.
"Real time is 8:20 PM," Lilith prompted. "Considering access control and commuting time, we'll be disembarking in at most an hour."
“Games are still the best,” Typhon sighed wearily. “You can see the rewards immediately after putting in the effort, and you can start over even if you fail.”
Joan of Arc tapped Mochizuki Oboro with the flagpole: "How did you turn that young girl into a bitter, resentful woman?"
“She simply failed the exam,” Mochizuki Oboro replied. “After every exam, there are always a bunch of people who are determined to work harder; it’s normal.”
The village girl didn't really understand anything related to the exam.
For various reasons, Joan of Arc did not receive a proper systematic education; it would not be an exaggeration to say that she was initially blind.
Even after learning basic vocabulary and common sense, Joan of Arc's "heroic nature" could not be concealed.
"Academic subjects? Never mind... Put down the roasted bird leg!"
The noisy dungeon adventure continues.
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On the other side of the virtual game world of Chaldea.
Olga Marie is deep in thought inside the café.
The main story quests can be unlocked by finding a Master who possesses the skill "Moon's Authority" and inviting them to join the team to save humanity.
However, as of now, players seem to be immersed in the free and easy open-world exploration, showing no interest in the main storyline.
But Olga Marie cannot do that.
Her assigned hidden identity is "the big boss of the second game's main storyline!" The game can't stay stuck in the first game's main storyline forever.
Besides, Miss Olga Marie had not yet decided which seven people to choose as her "apostles".
Professor Leonardo da Vinci wouldn't work; we're too familiar with him, and he'd definitely slip up. The best approach would be someone you're only vaguely familiar with.
With this in mind, Olga Marie had a few candidates in mind.
More than ten minutes later, deep in the urban forest of the lunar city.
"Me? An alien apostle?" Tiamat pressed her lips to hers. "What are you going to do?"
Tiamat wasn't very interested in a true BOSS Zhipin (a job recruitment platform).
"When the time comes, I will need to descend in my full form, and your task as apostles will be to fulfill the conditions required for that descent. In return, apostles will also have a series of privileges."
Olga Marie tempted, "For example, their combat strength is generally not low, and they can do whatever they want in certain situations."
"Do whatever you want? Fine, I'll join." Tiamat quickly changed her mind and joined the ranks of the incredibly evil alien apostles.
"Are you still hiring?" Ayaka Sajou, standing next to Tiamat, suddenly asked.
Upon hearing this, Olga Marie revealed a slightly wise look in her eyes.
We were already short-staffed and had to recruit ourselves, but then someone actually came to us for help?
That being said, the apostles will be important subordinates in the future, so it is still necessary to keep an eye on them.
“Of course we’re hiring, but what are your special skills?” Olga Marie asked.
Sajou Aika puffed out her chest and said proudly, "I can do everything. Tracking, housework, fighting, planning, and so on, I'm an expert in everything."
“That sounds alright,” Olga Marie said, looking at Tiamat. “You two are working together, you should know each other. Is that really the case for her?”
Tiamat, who believed it was necessary to develop an alliance, nodded: "Indeed."
“Then we won’t test it. I trust Tiamat’s judgment.” Olga Marie glanced at Sajou Aika’s player information: “I will send you detailed information privately. Remember to check your inbox.”
Two of the seven apostles have now been assembled, which is cause for celebration.
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Chapter 217 Excellent Matchmaking Mechanism for Chinese Regions
When you think of summer, you immediately think of goldfish scooping, candied apples, fireworks displays, and beautiful young girls in short sleeves and skirts.
The fading cicada chirps, the incessant buzzing mosquitoes, the icy well water, the creaking old electric fan, and the bulky, outdated television... perhaps these common scenes are pretty much the same everywhere.
May 26th, morning.
Finis Academy organized a large-scale cleanup off-campus. Students in grades 10 and 11 are required to participate in this social practice activity, cleaning up small pieces of litter in city parks.
Mochizuki Oboro and Mary were assigned to the same group. Next door were the four people from Caster's dormitory, so they naturally gathered together, cleaning and chatting at the same time.
[Skills "Charm of the Source (B)" and "Dazzling Bloom (A)" have been activated. The additional attribute "Charm (C)" remains active.]
“Have you ever seen the fields in the early morning? They’re always shrouded in a layer of white mist, so you can’t see anything. The dew on the grass feels slightly cold to the touch, but it disappears along with the mist when the sun comes out,” said Mochizuki Oboro.
Mary shook her head: "Never seen it. I rarely even go on country roads."
Mochizuki Oboro continued, "There are very few people who sleep in late in the countryside; they are mostly young people who come back occasionally. They all open their doors around 6:30 in the morning."
"So you didn't grow up in a big city, senior?" Castor asked, quite excited to have found a kindred spirit. "You've lived in the countryside too?"
"I basically grew up in Tokyo. But when I was very young, my father took me to experience rural life for a while."
Mochizuki Oboro tilted her head slightly, lost in her memories: "The strongest impression was the noise. Roosters crowing, dogs barking, pigs grunting. And the smell of animal excrement everywhere."
“Animals? Do people in rural Japan keep small animals?” Ipsylon pondered. “But with frequent earthquakes and tsunamis, won’t there be frequent property damage?”
Eri picked up a discarded plastic bag: "The countryside where he lived was next door. In their dialect, it should be called Wu region."
Upon hearing the keyword, Xu Fu from the next group paused for a moment, then continued working as if nothing had happened.
"Wu?" Draco spelled out in confusion, "Not in Japan, right?"
No. The surname "Wangyue" was inherited from my mother. My father was from the Wu region. Although we didn't spend much time together, he taught me the local dialect and Chinese.
Mochizuki Oboro pinched her chin: "In a way, I'm also mixed-race?"
“Ah, I see. We’re quite similar in that respect.” Marie clapped her hands. “I’ve spent a lot of time in France, but I was born in Austria.”
The reason why Academy City is called the center of the world is not only due to its highly developed technology, but also to the fusion of different ethnic cultures.
Even a small off-campus activity can bring together students from all over the world.
Castor from England, Typhon and Ypsilon from Greece, Kiyohime and Eri from Japan, Draco from Rome, Marie from France... and the mixed-race Mochizuki Oboro.
"I want to learn Chinese~" Ipsilon approached with an obvious intention: "Brother, can you teach me some simple sentences?"
"Hello, thank you, xiaolongbao, goodbye," Wangyuelong chanted at lightning speed.
Xu Fu, his inner urge to complain burning fiercely, finally couldn't help but ask, "What kind of teaching is this? What does 'xiaolongbao' have to do with other words?"
"Mysterious Eastern martial arts, cheongsam, and bun hairstyle—these are probably some of the stereotypes about Chinese culture in the world. I think xiaolongbao (soup dumplings) can also be loosely associated with the bun hairstyle."
Mochizuki Oboro smiled and asked, "What do you think?"
"You already know all this, yet you still reinforce the stereotypes..." Xu Fu was speechless: "Even if it's nonsense, at least give a decent lesson in sentence structure."
The boar princess was completely confused and sought Eri's help: "What are these two talking about?"
Because Mochizuki Oboro and Xu Fu used their familiar native language throughout their conversation, most of the people present were completely clueless.
"What gave you the illusion that I can understand Chinese?" Eri retorted.
"Looking for a translator?" Lanling Wang pushed up his decorative non-prescription glasses.
"Why are there so many people gathering..." Mandicardo sighed, "The teacher will definitely be here soon."
Upon hearing the familiar local accent, a beautiful young woman who perfectly fit the stereotypical image of a "Chinese girl" appeared spectacularly between Xu Fu and Wang Yuelong.
Black hair, cheongsam, xiaolongbao (soup dumplings).
"Is it a hometown association gathering?" Yang Yuhuan's eyes sparkled. "You've managed to gather so many people all at once?"
Some were completely confused, while others had already turned on real-time translators to get information. One particular woman, Ms. Sajou, even pulled out her notebook early on and frantically recorded information, not missing any opportunity to learn about Mochizuki Oboro.
Under the influence of the Servant-killing skill "Charm of the Roots - B", more and more people gathered around Mochizuki Oboro, but in the end, they could not escape the sharp eyes of the team leader.
Chen Gong adjusted his glasses: "Quiet."