4 Chapter 4: Fire Spell Treasure

Fire spell, a basic fire-based magic tool, with no level requirement, can launch scorching flames to burn enemies. Damage 15-15, each use consumes five Qi points.

"Haha, what a good thing! Now I have a long-range attack, too. When I encounter a tricky monster, I can just kite it from afar and eventually wear it down to death."

Ye Rong glanced at his Qi value. After killing dozens of Red Foxes, he was already at Level 3 with a total of 120 Qi points. He could use the fire spell twenty-four times with five points consumed each time.

The damage of the fire spell wasn't outstanding, but as a magic tool, it offered not only literal strength enhancement but also more tactical choices for Ye Rong.

Ye Rong held the vermilion wooden fire spell and smiled from ear to ear.

In The Other Shore, characters have one weapon slot, two magic tool slots, and twelve equipment slots for clothes and accessories up to Level 20. After every 20 levels, one more magic tool slot will be added; at Level 50, one more weapon slot will be added, but equipment slots will not change as the level increases.

After equipping the fire spell, Ye Rong waved his hand, and a fist-sized crimson flame was ejected.

Boom!

The fireball flew toward a Red Fox about seven or eight meters away and deviated slightly when it got closer, exploding on the grass in front of the fox.

Sparks scattered, burning through the turf, and chunks of soil and pebbles were blown up into the air.

The Red Fox was frightened and leaped into the air, a few small black spots were burnt into its beautiful fur from the scorching sparks. After a sharp scream, it fled without looking back.

"This fire spell doesn't come with built-in tracking, and I have to aim myself. What a hassle!"

Ye Rong muttered to himself, found another Red Fox as a practice target, and started attacking with the fire spell.

Since the speed of the fireball wasn't very fast, Ye Rong had to be not only accurate but also predictive when using the fire spell.

As a basic magic tool, Ye Rong quickly mastered it with his experience from the Shushan Swordsman game.

With the help of the fire spell, Ye Rong's efficiency in killing Red Foxes increased significantly, saving him the time to meditate and recover after subduing just one Red Fox.

Collect 20 Red Fox fur 20/20, mission completed.

An average of five Red Foxes would drop one Red Fox fur, which the system description noted as a primary monster material.

Ye Rong glanced at his experience points, he had just reached Level 4, still far from Level 5, it wouldn't happen in a short while. Moreover, the experience from killing Red Foxes became sparse as his level increased.

He returned to Newbie Village, dropped off the mission, and received fifty copper coins. He bought two blood-supplementing pills and recovery powder and put them on his body for emergency use.

Ye Rong had already been online for over three hours today, so he chose to exit the game. After the starscape reverted, he returned to reality and removed the two psychomotor conductors.

Gaining a level advantage in the early stages of the game would bring about certain conveniences for later development. However, Ye Rong had important matters tonight, so he couldn't continue leveling.

After changing into a different set of clothes and grabbing his shriveled wallet, Ye Rong walked out of his room and slammed the door shut.

The sky was a bit gloomy, not because the weather was changing, but because the large-scale air filter decomposers were lacking in this urban area, so the air filled with numerous microscopic pollutants couldn't be transformed into fresh, healthy gas.

It was impossible for affordable housing for low-income residents to be built in a city center, and this area couldn't afford to set up the large number of air filter decomposers that cost hundreds of millions each.

Studies have shown that the average lifespan of residents living in the central and fringe areas of cities differs by about five years. This difference includes the original gap between the standards of living and medical investment in the two areas, and the difference in air quality is also significant.

"Within three years, I must leave this hellhole!"

A cold breeze blew by, rolling up old newspapers at the corner of the street and blowing them away along the ground, while Ye Rong tightened his windbreaker to keep the cold wind from entering his collar.

This residential building had fourteen floors, and people living in it had low to middle incomes, similar to those in nearby buildings with a history of over thirty years.

After waiting for about five minutes, a magnetic rail train came and stopped quietly beside the street. Ye Rong took two coins from his thin wallet, threw them into the coin slot, and boarded the Z-1044 magnetic rail train.

Nowadays, owning a car has become a luxury for the middle class—just the annual air tax scares most people away from buying vehicles.

The magnetic rail train ran smoothly with almost no noise, but the technology hadn't made any substantive progress or changes in a hundred years.

Three stops and ten minutes later, Ye Rong arrived at his destination, Weirong Street.

This place was already the most remote edge of the city. The public security environment and public facilities were even worse than the area where Ye Rong lived. The endless violence made the place livelier rather than deserted.

Many colorful entertainment venues and countless young men and women were looking for fun and venting their frustrations here.

Ye Rong pushed open the door to a bar called Sound Wave, where the shocking music hit his eardrums full-force from behind the heavy metal door.

"Wow!"

With the dizzying colorful lights, fast-paced and stimulating music, and young men and women dancing in the crowd, Ye Rong was stunned, for this lifestyle seemed too far from his current life.

He squeezed through two crowds, where the women wore very revealing clothes on the dance floor, and countless exposed arms and thighs swayed before Ye Rong's eyes. He saw a lot of decent-looking girls with great figures, and two bold ones even whistled at him.

"Hao Zi!"

Ye Rong forcefully patted a tall, thin man on the shoulder, the two locked eyes for a moment, then burst into laughter and embraced each other.

"You finally came out today."

Hao Zi was at least 1.9 meters tall, and Ye Rong looked half a head shorter standing next to him. The two friends greeted each other and picked a secluded spot to sit down.

"You've left me over twenty voicemails. If I didn't come out, I'd be afraid you'd come to my house to kill me."

Ye Rong downed a glass of gin that Hao Zi handed to him in one gulp, feeling the spiciness go down his throat.

"So, what's the urgent matter that made you want to see me this bad?"

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