"Who are you? How do you do that ninja-like silver acupuncture needle-throwing technique?" inquired cautious-looking Hirata. Hirata's hangover vanished when Taylor showed off his prowess, tossing a silver needle strong enough to take out three four-star Shuriken, and he began acting more appropriately. No longer arrogant. Taylor just gave a chilly snort. He said without emotion. "I don't think you're a healer or an authority on conventional medicine. Our Celestial Lands have long been home to the practice of needlework. And even though it's different, I'm positive that the Celestials are where the foundations of the acupuncture practice you know today came from! Therefore, don't act shocked if some citizens of our nation possess the ability to use needles as weapons." Hirata's expression darkened as he heard the young man in front of him speak with derision. He wasn't naive. History records that the celestials were the source of this medical technique. He didn't want to acknow
"That dialect makes me think of that drunken Siberian guy I got into a fight with yesterday. and Kunlun Mountain?" Surprised, Taylor thought to himself. This was an inadvertent yet priceless coincidence. It was unknown to Taylor, but someone from the Celestial Lands had employed those Siberian workers. Furthermore, every one of these Sibereans was a licensed professional artifact hunter. In relation to hunters, Accomont City was home to a hunter group as well. Taylor had no idea that he would turn into the kind of hunter that he is now. However, after listening to the Sibereans talk, Taylor thought of something. I'll sign up for two groups when I get back from my relic search. Taylor thought, "The Hunter and Alchemist organizations!" As we all know, back then, people held the position of alchemist in great regard. However, this was distinct from a hunter's occupation. Alchemists freely declared themselves to be specialists in traditional medicine and concoctions. However, hunti
The morning was interrupted by the sound of an ambulance siren. It was two in the morning at that point. However, there was a lively vibe in front of the Stardust Hotel. When more police officers showed there, they spread out red and blue strobe lights. The police line that the policemen had created barred the way for the hordes of people who hadn't slept. Three males were observed attempting to breach the police line amid the throng of people who wanted to view this dramatic occurrence. "Permit us to enter. The man who was supposedly killed is one of our pals!" Right, one of the males said, "Please let us in!" They were Tanaka, Ozaki, and Hirata, the three males. It was forbidden for Hirata and his buddies to breach the police line. They were nonetheless permitted to board the ambulance that was transporting Ishido, who was unconscious. "The fact that the deep snow hasn't melted yet is fortunate. He landed on top of a mound of snow. Even though his situation is really serious
"Ice Lava!" Taylor gave a strained hiss. He is currently 1650 feet above the ice field's surface. Taylor's face blanched like snow when He saw the scene below. At that moment, the iceberg broke apart, revealing a roll of white mist below. In the meantime, the iceberg's fractured coils were gradually descending toward the location of Taylor and Hollowscar's landing. We now know that CEO Rogers had concealed the Snowmobile—a vehicle for descending ice and snow—under the white-turned-spruce in the location where Taylor would land later. This was done to facilitate Taylor's and his partner's voyage when they subsequently went exploring. "But then everything was different. From two hundred meters up, the sparse spruce woodland appeared to have been completely destroyed by the snowfall from the broken pieces of iceberg. "Doggone it!" Taylor yelled. "How will we make our landing on the snow? Everything is a blur because of the lava's white haze." Taylor yelled with fear. Taylor yelled
The only other woman on the Siberian Country hunter squad is Marsha. Thus, don't undervalue Marshka based just on her gender. Marshka was a 34-year-old international license hunter. She frequently participates in international treasure hunts. In addition, Marshka has a reputation as a hired goon who frequently commits acts of terrorism. His most recent employment was a scandal involving a weapons purchase in the Central Plains region of the continent. Marshka is wanted by MarshaInterpol. He is a self-reliant, calculating individual who won't think twice to kill his opponent's life if doing so will benefit him. A few years back, some Siberian hunters went skydiving in a snowstorm. They decided to meet up at a specific location close to the cave that was said to contain the artifacts from the Sui Dynasty. Marsha had just woken up from being blown away by the snowstorm. From where he lay, he could see a single point of light approximately five hundred meters away. "I must reach tha
Taylor did not go out right away to see where the five Britonians had vanished behind the ice crystal rock. "I'm going to stop being foolish. Just now, when I drew that Siberian woman in and lit the candle, I took a very important lesson. It would be preferable for me to wait now. Don't rush things, Taylor. Taylor advised herself in a low voice. He was correct, too. Two minutes later, as if from another planet, along came another Britonian man. He scanned both sides, looking for any indication that someone was following or lurking there. A weak voice could be heard, and it sounded almost like a question: "Is everything okay out there? Do you need our assistance, guys? The recently arrived British man gave a loud "Definitely!" in response. "All right, let's dive right in. You don't have to wait. The voice whispered once more, "The hunt is about to begin." "Hey, Roger. The British person answered, "We're waiting for you inside." Then he turned back to glance left and right before
He felt the spear stab's wind as if it were touching his body at that same time, and he heard the spear shout. Taylor's hair was standing on end. Her face went pale and stiff in an instant. "Horrible. Even though the spear is ancient, I could perish at the hands of this weird statue." Taylor was applying the Sui Dynasty Speaking Skills at this very moment. Naturally, the Terracotta warrior's spear assault felt akin to consuming Simalakama fruit. (A common expression in Asia is "Eat a simalakama fruit, and your mother will die if you eat it, and your father will die if you don't.) He mumbled loudly. "Please, install the system as quickly as possible! I must read the text that is written on the spear. Taylor gave a giddy hiss. he had been holding three silver needles without realizing it, always ready for the worst. Taylor overlooked the fact that the warrior was a stone statue rather than a living person with punctureable flesh. Fortunately, just when it was most needed, the mec
At this time, Taylor, who had just escaped death, was struggling."I'm lucky to have access to a system that allows me to purchase any kind of knowledge and abilities. Sui Dynasty linguistic abilities, for instance!" Taylor had a victorious thought. He had just put an end to the violence of the Terracotta warrior. He was reciting the phrases inscribed in ancient languages, symbols, and tunes on the spear. "An incantation in an ancient language?" There was a sudden ruckus while Taylor was examining the old writings and spells on the spear. "HELP!" The sound of footsteps on the hard stone floor signaled the arrival of a man Britonian figure in the partially darkened chamber. The Briton crouched in a corner, trembling, unaware that Taylor and the Terracotta Army were there. A short while later, there was the sound of clomping feet once more. It started as softly but gradually became louder. The noise producer appeared to be moving in Taylor's direction. Taylor scowled, a disgrunt