bookandnovel Chapter 181 Separated Partners
Chapter 181 Separated Partners
Back in the study.
Richard didn't waste any time and directly clicked the attribute enhancement button on the mount panel.
[Hint: Consuming 10 gold coins, currently drawing positive and secondary traits]
Current Funds: 3359 Gold, 51 Silver, 55 Copper
[Extraction in progress...]
[Positive characteristic threshold: 70 points]
[Secondary characteristic threshold: 30 points]
[Congratulations: You have obtained an S-level Fortitude Enhancement, doubling your base defense.]
[Bad news: You have been granted a B-level Weakness, resulting in a 0.5x decrease in all attributes]
[Hint: Are you sure you want to tag the Dream Unicorn?]
Richard answered no without hesitation.
The trait enhancement system is a bit like gambling; you're guaranteed to draw two traits each time: one is a positive trait that increases stats, and the other is a secondary trait that decreases stats.
One positive and one negative share the 100-point threshold.
The higher the threshold, the stronger the effect.
The ideal value is naturally 100 plus 0.
This way there are no side effects, but the probability is even lower than drawing a divine item.
...
Come again!
As gold coins decrease.
The second draw turned out to be even worse.
[Positive characteristic threshold: 20 points]
[Secondary characteristic threshold: 80 points]
[Congratulations: You have obtained a C-level movement speed enhancement, increasing your base movement speed by 0.4 times.]
[Bad news: You have obtained the SS-rank Fear; your mount will be extremely afraid of battle.]
Fear of battle?
What's the difference between these packhorses...?
Richard shook his head.
Keep drawing.
The only sounds in the study were the faint beeping of gold coins being used up and the occasional, slightly irritated gasp from Richard.
More than fifty times.
More than 500 gold coins went down the drain again.
He drew either Charisma and Irritability or Endurance and Slowness, none of which satisfied him.
What he wanted wasn't these flashy but useless combinations, but a seemingly worthless label that could actually work wonders in reality.
Moreover, since this label is trash, it can't be made to have a sense of ritual through metaphysics; it even requires a bit of bad luck to appear.
Richard rubbed his hands together and tapped it again.
That shouldn't be the case.
It's hard to get a perfect 100 points...
Is it really that hard to draw a 100-point bonus?!
strangeness...
The system interface is flashing.
[Positive characteristic threshold: 0 points]
[Secondary characteristic threshold: 100 points]
[Bad news: You have obtained an SSS-level gluttony, increasing your daily food intake tenfold]
Richard suddenly jumped up from his chair, his previous agitation vanishing in an instant, replaced by uncontrollable elation.
coming!
This is it!
--SSS secondary trait: Gluttony!
...
In the game, this trait is infuriating; ten times the food intake means consuming more resources without any increase in combat power.
But in reality...
This thing is priceless!
The growth limit of the Dream Unicorn is Saintly Glory level. Now with this Gluttony label, the time to reach that level will be shortened by ten times!
A packhorse can only eat about ten kilograms of food a day, while the Dream Unicorn, as a mythical beast, is not as exaggerated in size as the Great Fortune.
But eating 100 kilograms a day shouldn't be a problem. If you increase that tenfold, you'll eat 1,000 kilograms, which is almost half the amount of food consumed during the Universiade.
Yes.
Some positive characteristics are indeed .
For example, SSS strength.
It can double the base attack power.
But Li realized that for a legion that was about to take shape and relied on mount fusion, the growth rate of the mounts was more important.
What chiffon cakes lack right now is time to mature!
Eat more...
Grow up quickly!
As Richard clicked to confirm, a blood-red SSS-level Gluttony tag appeared prominently in the Dream Unicorn's attribute panel.
OK!
With the final template for Chiffon's exclusive mount finally completed, Richard finally felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders.
He let out a long sigh of relief.
The next chapter is even more exciting: Chapter 180, Separated Partners. We look forward to your visit.
I wanted to have a celebratory drink, but then I realized both bottles of blueberry wine were empty...
Forget it.
He looked up at the dawn light outside the window; the first rays of daylight had just crested the castle's spire, and the time was displayed on the system panel.
8:30.
It's still early.
Next...
Once the warhorses have been distributed to the soldiers, they must set off immediately.
After I got back last night.
He gave everyone a general overview of the battle situation and current state of affairs in the North.
When Xueyue learned that the power of the Holy See of Light had been wiped out and that the Blackwater Lord had been killed by Earl of the Wolf.
She cried her heart out.
Because her people lost their protection.
It's not hard to imagine...
Without the Light Legion, what fate awaits the more than one thousand Snow Rabbits still in Blackwater Territory?
One of them can sell for several gold coins!
Faced with such temptation, any free citizen with even a hint of greed could instantly transform into a slave-catching team.
to be frank.
Whether or not Richard saves the Snow Rabbit tribe is irrelevant, since they are not part of Chiffon's family.
But seeing Xueyue's eyes almost swollen from crying broke his heart, and he could only hold her tightly and reassure her again and again.
He said he would take her to Blackwater Territory today to bring everyone back, and she curled up in his arms and fell into a deep sleep with tears in her eyes.
Even when she was asleep, she held him tightly around the neck, as if afraid he would change his mind.
"Don't worry..."
"I won't let you down..."
Richard murmured something to himself, then pushed open the study window. Magic flowed through his body, and he floated lightly toward the training ground.
He had anticipated this outcome the moment he learned of the Blackwater Lord's death in Frostholdt yesterday.
That's why I hurriedly said goodbye to Lucy and rushed back overnight...
...
...
The training ground was already bustling with activity. Apart from the soldiers guarding the teleportation array and patrolling the perimeter, almost the entire Chiffon Legion was present.
Each person held a packhorse by the hand, and the buzzing of whispers filled the air, their faces full of excitement and curiosity.
Just now.
The legion commander suddenly announced that the lord would distribute war mounts to everyone, which caused an uproar throughout the legion!
The origin of war mounts.
It's nothing more than trying your luck during summer hunts, or robbing other people's already tamed animals.
Another option is to raise them yourself using secret methods, like a lord who can equip all his men with them in one go.
Where did all these warhorses come from?!
The soldiers were very curious.
Inside the otherworldly mine that the lord has opened up, the monsters are too large and too slow to ride.
The armored flying insect is too small, and the rock crab, with its large, protruding rock shell, has nowhere to sit and is also slow.
The newly appeared dust sprites are treated like pets by the Soul Masters, and they are hardly destined to become war mounts.
But one can grumble as one pleases.
No one doubted the lord's words; they all looked on with anticipation and longing.
Between soldiers and knights...
All that's missing is a war mount!
...
Martin kept stroking the mane of the packhorse beside him, a hint of reluctance in his eyes.
Although it wasn't very strong and always messed up during training, it had been with me for a while, and I had developed some affection for it.
and so.
Martin even gave it the same name as himself...
— Martin Jr.
"Little Martin, the lord is going to change our mounts, so we won't be able to ride you for training as often anymore."
Martin sighed.
He patted the packhorse's neck.
"But don't worry, I'll definitely take good care of you. I'll buy you corn from the city hall every day, as much as you want!"
Little Martin likes to eat corn.
However, nowadays, the packhorses' rations are all distributed uniformly by the legion, and they are mostly wheat straw mixed with some wheat grains and vegetables.
Corn is not something we eat very often.
But it's okay.
Your daddy earns three gold coins a month, so buying some corn to feed you is no big deal.
Little Martin seemed to understand him, nuzzling his chest with his head and snorting.
His expression was incredibly docile...