What kind of girl would travel to another world?

Chapter 3 Will there be God’s favor in another world?

Wei Qingping spent the night in the cave. When she woke up in the morning, her stomach was rumbling with hunger again. However, she had eaten all the remaining carrots the night before, leaving only a few raw potatoes. She began to think about how to cook the potatoes. She thought that since she didn't have a pot and couldn't cook them, she would roast them. But then she realized that she had no tools to make a fire, and she was stunned. She suddenly remembered that this was a mountain forest, and it shouldn't be difficult to find tree fruits to eat. If the fruits grew high up, she would have to climb a tree.

While searching for tree fruits, she did not forget to mark them along the way. After all, the earth holes that would fit her perfectly were not always available. Although this was a forest, she lacked experience in finding tree fruits. Fortunately, the situation was not too bad. Before she fainted from hunger, she finally found a tree with fruits. She was so hungry that she didn't care whether the tree fruits were poisonous or not, and she just ate them. Although she didn't know what kind of tree fruits she was eating, they were fleshy and juicy, filling her stomach and quenching her thirst. Finally, after filling her stomach with tree fruits, she began to hesitate whether to continue walking forward through the forest, or to go back and hide in the earth hole...

At night, in the royal capital, inside the tavern.

Drinker A: "Have you heard? The palace recently summoned three guys with their own 'levels'. Guys born with their own 'levels' are truly enviable!"

Drinker B: "That's a palace secret, and you knew it? There really is no impenetrable wall. But speaking of 'rank' holders, there's an ancient rumor that hundreds of years ago someone suddenly became a 'rank' holder after offering sacrifices to the gods. Since then, countless people have frequently offered sacrifices to the gods and prayed for such a thing."

Drinker A: "I'm envious, but among the common people, only the Adventurer's Guild requires a 'rank' to join. After all, being an 'Adventurer' is a good way to make money. In the palace, only serving as a Palace Guard or Court Mage requires a 'rank'. But if you want to get ahead, serving in the palace is the fastest way. Being an adventurer is still a bit risky."

Drinker B: "Normally, that's true. However, palace positions have strict requirements for the 'identification' of those with 'rank'. And the more powerful someone is, the more lucrative it is to become an adventurer. For example, the guy who conquered the dungeon alone today earned quite a bit of bounty from the guild. Adventurers in the past would typically go into the dungeon to clear low-level monsters, but I've never heard of anyone daring to directly conquer a dungeon. What a terrifying fellow!"

Drinker A: "You're right. But why did no one pray to the gods to become a 'rank' holder anymore? Only the offerings we see today remain."

Drinker B: "That's what I heard too. After a few lucky people appeared, countless people offered their most precious items as sacrifices for decades, but received no response from the gods. Later, the offerings began to become increasingly bizarre, with some even killing people as sacrifices, only to receive divine punishment!"

Drinker A: "This is crazy! Do those people mistake 'gods' for 'evil gods'?"

Drinker B: "Don't mention the 'evil god' in the city, or you'll be locked up! 'Submitting offerings and requests' is something you really shouldn't do. Ever since the several divine punishments, we haven't heard of anyone doing it again. Even the elves, who believe they've received the most 'oracles,' believe it's because of so many outrageous offerings that the gods have resented them, and so they've stopped favoring us. And court mages from various countries say they haven't received any more 'oracles' since the first 'divine punishment.' It seems the gods truly resent us."

Qi Xinyang, who was enjoying her dinner nearby, was listening intently to the conversations within the tavern, sipping her bowl of soup. She had long known superior hearing to her peers. Ever since she learned the art of wind magic, she could clearly hear the whispers of distant targets amidst the clamor of a crowd. Thinking of this, she suddenly wanted to embroider the three characters "Shunfenger" (superb ears) on her cloak!

The next afternoon, Qi Xinyang left the dungeon in the Huxia Forest, ten miles outside the capital. A small, skinny dwarf followed her out of the dungeon. While exploring the dungeon, she encountered the dwarf being besieged by several "earth wolves." After easily helping to defeat the wolves, she was followed. Only after she single-handedly defeated the dungeon's "Six-Eyed Demonic Wolf" (the final monster), did she completely conquer the dungeon. Even outside the dungeon, the dwarf continued to follow her.

Qi Xinyang said as he walked: "We are out safely now, there is no need for you to follow me."

The dwarf, as if he had found a powerful supporter, quickly said, "Don't say that! Big Sister! Even someone as powerful as you needs followers!"

Qi Xinyang ignored the dwarf and rushed back to the royal capital without stopping.

The dwarf followed closely behind, continuing to chatter: "It's truly amazing! I've never seen a battle like that!"

The dwarf then flattered her: "Why would someone as powerful as Big Sister walk? She should have her own mount to be more impressive!"

Hearing this, Qi Xinyang did think about the mount. She herself has the "blessing of the wind element", and even without casting any spells, her walking speed and walking time are already incomparable to ordinary people. But after thinking about it, she felt that it would be more convenient to have a mount. However, she also thought that the disadvantage is that it is very troublesome to feed it, and whether to take it with her when conquering the dungeon is also a problem. If she takes it into the dungeon, she is afraid of being attacked by monsters, and if she doesn't take it in, she is afraid that it will be stolen if she leaves it outside. But now she changed her mind and thought, if she hired a suitable subordinate to help watch the mount and luggage outside the dungeon, she would only need to bring some personal belongings into the dungeon, which would save a lot of trouble.

Thinking of hiring a subordinate, Qi Xinyang suddenly exclaimed, "What a good idea!" and immediately asked the dwarf, "What's your name?"

The dwarf thought his suggestion was being praised, and happily replied, "My name is quite long: 'Sekundenjin Houwuwei Nebimonsi'. But the people in the guild always mocked me for being a porter, calling me 'Bound Foot'. Later, no one wanted to team up with me in the dungeon."

Qi Xinyang: "Those who go to the dungeon are all from the Adventurer's Guild, so they must be 'level' holders. What is your appraisal?"

Dwarf: "My identification is 'Swordsman', but I'm still at the entry level of 'Dagger' and can't improve. That's why I'm always ridiculed and can only work as a porter to help carry luggage."

Upon hearing this, Qi Xinyang said, "Wow! You're only a porter, yet you dare to accept the mission of clearing monsters in the dungeon alone. You're quite courageous." After thinking for a moment, he continued, "Okay! From now on, you're employed by me!"

Then she thought for a moment, took off the special dagger made by the forger from the capital, and threw it to Xiaojiao, saying, "Here's your commission!"

Little Foot said gratefully, "Thank you, Big Sister! This is so precious! Judging from the quality, it must have been made by a master blacksmith in the capital! Wow!"

Qi Xinyang had actually given up on the dagger, having already given it to someone else. After trying it, she discovered, as she'd anticipated, that those without the inherent "skill" of wielding the dagger wouldn't be able to develop it, no matter how many enemies they killed with it. It seemed that any "skill" one possessed was innate. Only after possessing that "skill" could one increase it through experience and ultimately advance to a higher level.

But she also felt that it was a pity that the dagger was so easy to use. She had previously asked the court mage about a method to increase the level of "wind magic" faster, which was to use a "staff" to cast spells.

Thinking about the "staff", Qi Xinyang asked Xiaojiao: "Do you know where I can customize a staff?"

"If it's a ready-made 'staff', they're sold in the capital. As for custom-made ones, the elves are definitely the best at making them, but they never interact with outsiders. Besides that, there have been cases where people from other races have secretly observed the elves' crafting process and then copied their staves, but the finished products have been mediocre. The ones sold in the capital are replicas. But when it comes to custom-made staves, other races besides the elves simply can't do it."

Qi Xinyang said nothing more, continuing to ponder while continuing on her way. Although she longed to have other "skills" and had heard that there were lucky people who "prayed" to the gods, after listening to the conversations of the drinkers, she felt that it was not so reliable. Thinking of this, she began to mutter to herself, "Oh, what a hassle."

Xiaojiao: "Yes, it is very troublesome to customize a magic wand. To customize other weapons, just go to the royal capital and find a forging master." Qi Xinyang was talking about the trouble of "skills", he thought he was talking about the trouble of customizing a magic wand.

By the time Qi Xinyang and Xiaojiao arrived at the capital, it was already sunset. Fortunately, they had managed to enter the capital before dark, as the city gates were about to close. When the gates were completely closed, fires would be lit on them. The people inside the city had either gone home early or gathered on the streets with the taverns. Qi Xinyang would come to the taverns almost every night to eat, eavesdropping on the conversations of the patrons; she always managed to pick up a lot of useful information.

Qi Xinyang thought to herself, "If my sister came to this other world, she would definitely be identified as a 'commoner', or at most a 'dancer'." As she thought about it, she burst into laughter. Then she thought, "It would be great if my sister could come to this other world. I really want to see who is more powerful!"

Little Foot asked, "Big Sister, what are you laughing about so happily?"

Qi Xinyang, whose thoughts were interrupted, said angrily: "Shut up! Little feet! Go to sleep!"

After dinner, Qi Xinyang returned to her temporary guesthouse. Only two rooms on the second floor were available for rent, and Bound Foot could fit in the room next to hers. She hadn't been back since leaving the palace. She'd chosen this guesthouse because it was conveniently located near the tavern and the city gate. She'd refused to join the palace guards and opted instead to become an "adventurer" because she didn't want to stay in the palace with those two "idiots." After gaining a general understanding of this other world, she'd seen through her two friends in just a few days. You Jiahui's fragile character and her ladylike demeanor in the face of such a sudden change in her environment were too much for her to bear. Yang Mingyi lacked savvy. While most of the palace mages were water mages, she was still slow to learn water magic. She realized then and there that adventuring in this other world alone was far more exciting than continuing to idle around her two friends. She thought that one day when she felt that the outside world was not so interesting anymore, she would go back to the palace and show off her adventures to her two friends. That would be a happy thing. She was just like that, and there were many people with this personality.

A full day had already passed in the forest, and Wei Qingping was still hiding in the same earthen cave. She had already carved a path between the cave and the fruit tree, thinking that this would at least allow her to survive until she had eaten all the fruit from the tree before considering her next step. But then she thought again, this wouldn't work. What if she finished eating and couldn't find the next fruit tree? What if she starved to death? She quickly changed her plan and took all the potatoes from the bag and buried them in the cave. She planned to use the bag to carry the fruit from the tree tomorrow, so that she could carry the fruit with her to find a new tree. As she was thinking about this, she fell asleep in the cave.

Wei Qingping woke up early in the morning and set out immediately. After picking enough fruit from the trees and putting it in her bag, she continued to explore the unknown distance...