MM Racing Chapter 334 Give Me the Gear
Chapter 334 Give Me the Gear
The old man slowly raised his head.
The swirling smoke from the dry tobacco pipes dissipated in the wind, revealing a wrinkled old face.
Chen You's gaze fell on the old man's eyes, and he fell into a five-second silence.
Those were pupils that were extremely close to the bridge of the nose, and the two eyes seemed to be engaged in some kind of fierce territorial battle.
Cross-eyed.
Moreover, it's an exceptionally good cross-eyed eye.
"Lu You, you're late." Old Mo took another puff of his cigarette, exhaling a crooked smoke ring, his voice hoarse and carrying a sense of world-weariness.
Chen You took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to draw the Jade Emperor Sword.
My surname is Chen.
Old Mo waved his black pipe dismissively and said, "Don't worry about these mundane details, Chen Lu."
"A name is merely a code under the laws of Heaven, just like the prosperity of Hidden Star City, which is ultimately nothing but emptiness."
"..."
Chen You decided not to bother with a cross-eyed NPC.
He checked the progress on the task panel and got straight to the point.
"Enough nonsense. I'm looking for the Water of the Underworld. The system says you know the entrance."
Upon hearing this, Lao Mo stopped smoking.
He tapped his pipe against a nearby stone pillar, scattering sparks all over the ground.
The cross-eyed man tried hard to focus on Chen You's face, but obviously failed. His gaze went over Chen You's shoulder and towards the empty street behind him.
"The Yellow Springs..." Old Mo sighed, his tone becoming deep and somber.
"It was a place forgotten by the living and despised by the dead."
"The entrance to the Yellow Springs is shrouded in endless Styx mist. Let alone a mere Qi Refining stage cultivator like you, even a god would lose his way in the mist and eventually turn into withered bones."
Chen You said expressionlessly, "So? Since the mission directed me to you, you must have a solution. Stop beating around the bush and get straight to the point."
"Young people are just impatient."
Old Mo shook his head, then reached into the tattered gray robe that smelled of stale pickled cabbage.
He fumbled in his clothes for a long time, his expression sometimes painful, sometimes distorted, as if he were engaged in some kind of arduous struggle.
Chen You subconsciously took half a step back.
Is this old man making mud balls?
Finally, Old Mo withdrew his hand.
In his palm, there was a grayish-white oval object.
Its surface is covered with suspicious dark brown spots, about the size of a duck egg, and it has a faint earthy smell.
"What is this?" Chen You frowned.
"The egg of the Netherworld Guide Beast." Old Mo handed over the egg with a solemn expression.
"Only these strange creatures, born at the boundary between life and death, can smell the correct location of the underworld in the mist of the River Styx."
"It is the only key to your journey to the underworld."
Chen You took the egg with some skepticism.
[Item: Unknown stillborn fetus (?)]
Quality: None
[Status: Life extinguished, utterly useless.]
Chen You's face darkened.
He held the egg up to Old Mo: "You call this a key? The system says it's stillborn! Are you trying to fool me with a fossil?"
"Tsk, ignorant." Old Mo snatched the egg away and carefully held it in his arms. "It's not dead, it's just asleep."
"This is called self-sealing, do you understand? To resist the erosion of time, it completely conceals its vitality. As long as you can hatch it, it can lead you to the waters of the underworld."
Chen You rubbed his temples.
He probably understood.
This is a classic online game questline: find an NPC, obtain a key item, and then activate the item.
"Okay. How do we hatch them?" Chen You asked.
Old Mo's cross-eyed eyes suddenly lit up.
He cleared his throat and adopted an extremely professional tone: "When it comes to hatching eggs, what's the most important thing?"
"It's the temperature! This Netherworld Guide Beast is inherently Yin, and ordinary mortal fire simply cannot penetrate its eggshell."
"It is necessary to use extremely yang substances, supplemented by gentle methods, in order to awaken its internal vitality."
As he spoke, Old Mo reached his hand behind his back again.
This time, he pulled out a worn-out bronze brazier and a piece of red-hot charcoal that was still steaming.
"Look!" Old Mo held the charcoal high. "This is scraps from 'Nine Yang Agarwood'! Collected from the armpit of the Flame Demon Lord... oh no, from deep within the Flame Demon Lord's territory!"
"Simply place it in a brazier, put the egg on top, and bake for forty-nine minutes, and it will come alive!"
Chen You looked at the piece of charcoal, which looked exactly like a piece of cheap, leftover charcoal from a barbecue stand, and sneered, "How much?"
"Great!" Old Mo slapped his thigh. "The original price was nine hundred and ninety-eight gold coins, but since we're destined to meet, I'll give it to you for one thousand gold coins!"
Chen You was stunned: "You know how to do business. The original price was nine hundred and eighty, and you're charging me a thousand?"
Old Mo retorted matter-of-factly, "This old man has been waiting for you here in the wind and sun, aren't you going to charge me a service fee and compensation for my emotional distress?"
Chen You didn't bother with any more words. With a flick of his wrist, a small bag of gold coins landed directly in Lao Mo's arms.
"Take the money."
Old Mo hurriedly caught the money bag, opened it, and saw the golden light shining on his wrinkled face.
He swallowed hard, then quickly arranged the brazier and charcoal, placing the grayish-white egg steadily on it.
The temperature gradually rose, but the egg remained unresponsive, not even changing color.
Five minutes later.
Chen You crossed his arms: "And then?"
"Oh dear, it's a little too dry." Old Mo rubbed his hands together and pulled a small porcelain bottle out of his sleeve.
"Warmth alone won't work; the eggshell is too hard, it needs to be lubricated."
"This is the 'Jade Dew of the Underworld,' the essence extracted from the source of the River Styx. It can soften the eggshell and guide yang energy into the body."
Chen You stared at the small porcelain bottle: "Name your price."
"Two thousand gold coins!" Old Mo held out a hand.
Chen You tossed out two thousand gold coins without any expression.
Old Mo happily uncorked the bottle and poured out a few drops of murky green liquid, smearing them on the eggshell.
The liquid seeped in instantly, and a faint red light flashed across the eggshell before returning to silence.
"There's hope!" Old Mo slapped his thigh, as if he had seen a priceless treasure.
"However, material stimulation alone is not enough. This Netherworld Guide Beast is a spirit beast, and it needs spiritual prenatal education!"
He then pulled out a tattered bone conch shell from his pocket.
"This is the 'Whispers of Gods and Demons Conch Shell,' which contains the chanting of ancient powerful beings."
"Let it listen for half an hour, and it will greatly improve its intelligence after hatching! Only one thousand gold coins!"
Chen You threw out a thousand gold coins.
Old Mo stuck the conch shell onto the eggshell, and a harsh noise, similar to fingernails scratching a blackboard, came from inside the conch.
Chen You's eye twitched slightly.
"Oh dear, this sound is too dry, we need to add some visuals!" Old Mo became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he had opened the door to a new world.
He deftly pulled things out of various pockets, sleeves, and even his crotch.
"Deep well ice spring water, used to neutralize the fiery nature of the Nine Yang Wood and prevent it from burning! Two thousand gold coins!"
"The skull of the High Priest of the Undead, to be used to cover it and gather energy! Three thousand gold coins!"
"Fossilized dung from a thousand-year-old earth dragon, used to provide the power of the earth! Five thousand gold coins!"
"The original scent of an ancient succubus... cough, wrong one, this is my personal item."
Old Mo awkwardly stuffed a piece of lace fabric back into his pocket.