Chapter 102 - 100: One in 8,000

Chapter 102: Chapter 100: One in 8,000

WHIRRRR~

With a whirring sound, the six dice soon came to a stop on the counter.

Bai Ya’s various Attributes were clearly displayed before them.

Red, silver, gray, white, blue, gold

5, 6, 8, 12, 1, 6

"Hmm..."

Lu Wei glanced at the results, his expression unchanging.

It was, after all, more or less what he had expected.

Her 5 Power, 6 Agility, and 6 Charm were all within the range of an ordinary person.

Her 8 Physique was quite high, but he’d noticed that the first time the Mushroom Squad went into the forest.

And her 1 Perception went without saying. It was an undeniable fact—it couldn’t be any higher or lower.

As for her 12 Intelligence...

To be honest, this surprised Lu Wei a little.

Although [Imitation] required an Intelligence of ≥10, he had always assumed Bai Ya’s was exactly 10.

He never thought it would be 12.

He himself only had 15, and that was after getting a 2-point boost from both his Soul Pendant and Confession.

’Hmm? Wait a minute!’

’So my base Intelligence is only 11?’

’It’s even lower than Bai Ya’s???’

Suddenly, Lu Wei’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Just then, Furen, who was standing beside him, exclaimed:

"Bai Ya, your Intelligence is so high! I bet it’s almost the same as Lu Wei’s."

"By the way, Brother Lu Wei, aren’t you going to test yours?"

"I’ll pass."

Lu Wei snapped out of it and grumbled, "Let’s go. Mirana should be done by now."

"Oh..."

Furen nodded, then looked back at the dice on the counter with an envious expression.

Because he was a Magic Dullard, Magic Items didn’t work on him, so naturally, he couldn’t use the dice to test his Attributes.

This feeling of being "different from everyone else" inevitably made him feel a little dejected.

It was like an optimistic person with a disability; even the bravest and most positive personality would occasionally feel insecure.

’Sigh. If only I could sense the Magic Net like a normal person someday,’ he thought.

Offering a silent prayer in his heart, Furen casually picked up a few dice and tossed them onto the counter with a sliver of hope.

WHIRRRR~

The red, white, and gold dice—representing Power, Intelligence, and Charm—spun on the smooth countertop, their movements perfectly obeying the laws of physics. They didn’t exhibit the "automatic flipping" that had just occurred.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

A few yards away, Lu Wei and Bai Ya had already started walking. They turned back and urged, "Hurry up!"

"Oh, oh, coming!"

Furen called back and hurried after them without waiting for the dice to stop.

"Hehe, I wanted to see if those dice would work on me."

"My good brother, I don’t mean to discourage you, but isn’t that just a complete waste of money?"

"Uh, I didn’t pay."

"Oh, well, as long as you didn’t pay. So, what did you roll?"

"I didn’t have time to look."

"It’s fine. It’s not like it would have meant any..."

Perhaps because it was still early, there weren’t many Adventurers on the second floor. Beams of sunlight slanted through the glass windows and fell across the corridor, illuminating the fine dust motes dancing in the air.

Their footsteps grew fainter, and soon, the trio was heading downstairs, still talking.

Meanwhile, the receptionist behind the counter watched them leave with a look of contempt.

Paying for one person, and then after the test, having someone else pretend to casually toss the dice to sneak in a free reading—he had seen this sort of thing far too many times.

However, the Association didn’t have any strict rules about it, like demanding they pay up.

So he had just pretended not to see.

’They already threw the dice, but they didn’t even stick around to see the result. I really don’t get what they were thinking.’

’Trying to get a freebie but too thin-skinned to follow through?’

Muttering to himself, the receptionist looked away and was about to put the dice away.

But in the next second, he froze.

The silver, gray, and blue dice were still in their original positions, showing the 6, 8, and 1 that Bai Ya had rolled.

The other three dice, however, had moved to another spot.

Of course, there was nothing strange about that.

Furen had, after all, just tossed them.

But...

His eyes widened in disbelief. The receptionist’s expression was blank with astonishment, as if his heart had skipped a beat.

He had been working at the Adventurer Association for less than a year, which wasn’t a long time, but he had served at least a thousand people.

Yet he had never encountered a situation like this.

There, lying quietly on the counter, were the three dice—one as red as blood, one as white as clouds, and one as dazzling as gold. All of them faced up with the same shocking number—

20, 20, 20

...

...

Without a doubt, if Furen had left a moment later, he would have been completely stunned.

After all, the fact that he was a Magic Dullard was indisputable.

Therefore, the numbers he rolled should have been "truly random."

The probability of rolling three 20s on three 20-sided dice is one in eight thousand (20×20×20).

Well, it wasn’t entirely impossible.

But it was certainly a bit too much of a coincidence.

Of course, it wouldn’t be hard to verify whether it was a coincidence or something else.

He would just need to roll again.

If the numbers changed, it would prove it was a coincidence.

But if he rolled three 20s again... the odds of that would be one in sixty-four million. That could hardly be explained away as a "coincidence."

As long as the person didn’t drop dead on the spot, there had to be some other explanation.

Perhaps Furen was a "King of Kings" or even a "Divine Dice Master."

Unfortunately, at this moment, the rich landlord’s foolish son was already out the door of the Adventurer Association, excitedly looking at a map.

"This is amazing! A completely unknown region! And it’s so close to the Lost Basin!"

"I can already see this is going to be a magnificent adventure!"

"Fighting! Treasure hunting! Encountering an Elf!"

"Heheheh..."

Furen giggled foolishly as he stared at the huge map in his hands. One had to admit, his imagination was running wild.

This was the "Blank Map" Mirana had just received when she activated the quest.

It only showed a few major mountain ranges and streams; the other details would have to be filled in by Lu Wei’s group of four.

And that was their mission this time—

to complete this map.

"There are two maps in total. The other one is a spare."

"They also gave me a few Ink Carbon Pens and a waterproof Map Pouch."

"The specific coordinates are already marked on the map."

Walking beside Lu Wei, Mirana said in a low voice, "By the way, I just checked the quest board. I saw that all the other mapping quests have been taken too."

"That’s normal. This kind of quest doesn’t require combat, so there will always be people willing to give it a try."

Lu Wei glanced at the map in Furen’s hands. "But looking at it, the area is indeed quite large."

"Yes, but thankfully, our area has a few high points. We can gather a lot of information from up high."

Mirana analyzed seriously, "And the shape of the area is fairly regular, so it feels like it should be relatively easier."

"Let’s hope so."

Lu Wei muttered noncommittally. He was far less optimistic than Mirana.

It was obvious the Silver Scale Merchant Association was issuing this series of quests in preparation for rebuilding a trade route.

There were 13 mapping quests in total, and all the target areas were near the Lost Basin.

So they probably planned to compare the maps once they were completed and then plan the trade route that would be the easiest to construct.

There was nothing wrong with their motive.

The problem was that the reward disparity between the 13 quests was a bit too large.

The highest one was worth 1,000 points and 10 Gold Coins.

The lowest was only 300 points and 3 Gold Coins.

Logically, since the areas to be explored were roughly the same size, the rewards shouldn’t have varied so much.

Therefore, there had to be other influencing factors.

"Let’s discuss the specifics after we enter the forest."

Shaking his head, Lu Wei wasn’t concerned with "battle plans" or anything of the sort. His mind was occupied by only one thing.

"I was the one who paid the deposit to lock in the quest. It should have been refunded by now, right?"

"Ah, sorry, I forgot... Here you go."

Mirana paused, then quickly untied her coin pouch and handed over 1 Gold Coin.

’Forgot?’

’Who knows if you really forgot or if you were just waiting for me to forget!’

"It’s fine. I just happened to remember. I don’t really care about such a small amount of money."

Lu Wei feigned politeness as he took the gold coin, but he also snuck a peek into Mirana’s coin pouch.

And then he saw a pouch full of gleaming round objects!

’That’s at least a dozen more Gold Coins!’

’Holy shit!’

’It’s only been two days! Where did this woman get so much money again???’

’You couldn’t even make that much working Pigeon Lane!’

’Is it the pouch?’

’Does it automatically generate Gold Coins every day?’

A moment later, Lu Wei doubtfully withdrew his gaze, then looked down at his own coin pouch.

"..."

’Useless thing!!’

’Hurry up and start making some damn money for me!!’