Mystic Dust
Redakteur: Halcyon Translations
Sesame Rice Balls didn’t realize he was about to become a slave to the team; he was very touched as he learned the skill.
From the bottom of his heart, he was certain that he was among a great, warm family.
Definitely too warm.
"Rice Ball, I’m going pick in your place. Are you alright with that?" Lu Li asked.
"Of course. It’d be best if you can get something for Wandering, since I took his skill book," he added.
This was a drama show – what was with all of these requests?
Lu Li decided to ignore them; he squatted down and continued to pick up the next item.
This was quite similar to drawing a raffle – if he hadn’t been reincarnated, this would be a test for his judgement and luck.
Normally, only two or three people among a group of ten would receive something decent. The others would most likely be disappointed.
This was the standard for a quest reward – there was no way a quest would reward you with ten rare materials.