Chapter 190: Bonfire Banquet, 600,000 Experience Points

Stepping on the sand pile dyed red with blood.

Tang Zheng's turning motion paused, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face, which was covered by the physical armament.

The situation just now could actually trigger a profession!

He knew that in the other world, there were situations where people accidentally acquired professions due to personal experiences, living environments, and various other factors.

But this was the first time he had encountered it personally.

"'Unique' profession, does such a profession system exist in the 'Yggdrasil' game?" Tang Zheng's eyes flashed with doubt as he murmured to himself.

Looking up.

Looking toward the not-so-distant Ya Ya Laer and the others who were still shouting incessantly, the faces of everyone were filled with the joy and madness of having survived a disaster.

"Gray-Armored Knight!"

"Gray-Armored Knight!"

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"Gray Armor Knight!"

The loud shouting continued; it seemed no one wanted to stop, wanting to use their heart-wrenching cries to dispel the despair that had long been suppressed in their hearts.

The people living here were likely always living in fear of death and extermination.

"Is this a 'Unique' class born from the 'hope' of the people here and my existence? What an truly unimaginable discovery."

Tang Zheng took a deep breath, his gaze sweeping over the series of information on the attribute panel, and he vaguely understood what was going on regarding the appearance and acquisition conditions of this class.

"What a pity."

Following the successful job change to 【Gray Armor Knight (Unique)】, the class was automatically absorbed by 【Genius】, becoming one of the many basic classes that could be converted.

This resulted in even Tang Zheng himself, under the characteristics of 【Genius】, being unable to figure out the abilities possessed by this class.

Crack!

Tang Zheng turned around, the gray armor of his physical armament rubbing together to make a crisp sound, and he lifted his foot to step on the head of a dead gray dwarf.

Whoosh—

Tang Zheng raised his arm, holding high the magic greatsword stained red with fresh blood.

Along with this movement.

Ya Ya Laer and all the other humans stopped shouting, and gazes of worship and fanaticism looked over.

As a thought moved in Tang Zheng's heart, the physical armament gray armor, also covered in blood, turned into a mass of gray mist and merged back into Tang Zheng's body.

The blood that had stained the armor also fell away as droplets, revealing Tang Zheng dressed in black tight-fitting clothes, the blade of the magic greatsword reflecting a cold, icy glint under the sunlight.

"Victory!"

Tang Zheng looked toward the people not far away and said loudly.

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

"……!"

"Victory!"

The resounding shouts rang out across the field once again.

Night fell, and the sky above the oasis was dotted with stars.

A roaring bonfire shone bright red in the night, casting a fiery red glow on the faces of everyone around it.

Men and women with tawny headscarves wrapped around their heads jumped wantonly around the bonfire; this was the unique way of celebrating and dressing for the human group living here.

However, most people's gazes were gathered with awe on the young black-haired man not far away, while their chieftain sat beside the black-haired man, seemingly chatting about something.

At this moment,

The table in front of Tang Zheng was filled with all kinds of strange yet fragrant food.

"Hero, this is salty bread made by mixing the powder of sand rice we grow ourselves with salt-knot wood."

Ya Ya Laer's father, Chieftain Di Yelong, with dark skin, sat in a kneeling position beside Tang Zheng and respectfully introduced the food on the table:

"This is sand-thorn; it looks a bit black, but it is actually made by sun-drying it first and then roasting it, making it very crispy."

"This is sour desert soup, a plant unique to our oasis. The black bits on top are powder ground from salt-knot wood; it is the most important plant for us to replenish salt."

Chieftain Di Yelong spoke cautiously, fearing that these foods on the table would not suit the taste of the hero who had saved their entire tribe.

In his eyes, Tang Zheng, who had the power to crush the entire gray dwarf legion single-handedly, must be an indescribably powerful existence who had stepped into the "Hero" realm, just like his father.

In a desert area where the living environment was so difficult, being able to set out nearly ten types of food showed the level of effort Chieftain Di Yelong and the others had put in.

"No need to call me Hero, my name is Tang."

Tang Zheng spoke again, correcting the other's form of address; Chieftain Di Yelong calling him "Hero" every other sentence made him feel a bit embarrassed himself:

"These foods are all very good."

Tang Zheng was not particularly picky about food, so he picked one up at random and ate a few bites.

The taste was quite unique and not bad at all.

Since crossing over to this world, Tang Zheng had spent most of his time in the wild and had never had any requirements for food, as long as it wasn't bad.

"Shoo!"

The gray eagle transformed from the Evil Spirit Dog was biting into a piece of roasted scorpion meat and eating heartily, seemingly very satisfied.

Tang Zheng reached out and patted the Evil Spirit Dog's wing, signaling it to be a bit more restrained; the way the gray eagle ate was still somewhat different from the Evil Spirit Dog. The Evil Spirit Dog clearly hadn't fully adapted yet.

But even so.

Tang Zheng had no intention of letting the Evil Spirit Dog exit its gray eagle form; it was consuming his mana anyway.

Hiding his own information had always been Tang Zheng's principle, especially regarding some details, which required even more attention.

Seeing that Tang Zheng was quite satisfied, Chieftain Di Yelong finally breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"What is the situation with the gray dwarfs, and how much military strength do they have left?" After eating some food, Tang Zheng asked the key question.

The 5,000-strong gray dwarf legion, although routed, had not all died; some gray dwarf soldiers had escaped, and such a situation naturally required precautions.

Whether the gray dwarf side would send more people again.

Among the gains this time, in addition to accidentally acquiring a "Unique" basic class, the experience points had also skyrocketed.

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The 5,000-strong dwarf legion had been nearly wiped out by him in one go, causing his arms that had been swinging the sword to still feel numb and sore.

But at the same time, the experience points had increased by over 600,000 in one go!

"The gray dwarfs occupy the largest oasis in this Death Valley, with a population of about 20,000, which is more than four times that of our human tribe."

When Chieftain Di Yelong reached this point, his tone and voice were still filled with fear.

A population more than four times larger was not just a difference in scale; the number of strong individuals, the gap in able-bodied men, etc., meant the two sides were simply not on the same level.

Following the death of the strongest person in their human tribe.

Chieftain Di Yelong had long been prepared for the tribe to be wiped out by the gray dwarfs; not just him, but everyone in the entire tribe had prepared for death.

Just like the name of this "Despair Valley."

Every day, everyone lived in despair, waiting for death to arrive.

Fleeing this oasis?

Without a water source, there was no way to survive in this vast desert; it was nothing more than changing to a different way to die.

Even now, although they had achieved victory, nearly a thousand tribesmen had died, and there were many more injured.

"Lord Tang!"

"If it weren't for your appearance, our tribe would likely have already perished. I have failed my father, and I have failed all the tribesmen."

Chieftain Di Yelong suddenly bent down, knocked his head heavily on the ground toward Tang Zheng, and began to wail loudly.

It was clearly a very tough and serious middle-aged chieftain, but his sudden wailing made Tang Zheng feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Just as he was about to reach out to help Chieftain Di Yelong up.

Clatter!

The other humans who had been paying attention to this side and dancing around the bonfire all knelt on the ground at this moment, burying their heads toward Tang Zheng.

Sounds of sobbing and crying rose in the air simultaneously.

The sudden scene.

Made the corner of Tang Zheng's eye twitch, and his movement to help Chieftain Di Yelong up paused.

A sorrowful atmosphere permeated the air.

The joyful atmosphere from just a moment ago seemed to have vanished instantly!

Looking at such a scene.

Tang Zheng's expression gradually became calm, and he scanned everyone with a flat gaze: "Truly unsightly."

"So, do you usually solve problems by crying!"

"The humans I saved earlier were a group who would bite a piece of meat off the enemy even if they were to die!"

"You were able to seize an oasis in a place like this and survive here; it wasn't by crying."

The flat voice echoed in the air.

Chieftain Di Yelong raised his head immediately, wiped the tears from his face, and nodded respectfully toward Tang Zheng: "My apologies."

Immediately after.

Chieftain Di Yelong turned his head, took a sharp breath toward the tribesmen who were also kneeling on the ground, opened his mouth, and cursed loudly: "Have you cried enough, you bastards!"

"I, your chieftain, am not dead yet, and we haven't been wiped out yet!"

"What are you sad about! Who here hasn't lost family members? Haven't enough of us died already!"

"Get back to dancing for me!"

The angry roar resounded through the oasis, and even the steadily burning bonfire flickered a few times.

Everyone climbed up from the ground with flushed faces; the bonfire's flames burned more fiercely, and everyone's dancing movements became even more fanatical.

"I've let you see something embarrassing, Hero... Lord Tang."

Chieftain Di Yelong turned around and looked at Tang Zheng in front of him, feeling a bit awkward. Just after saying the four words "Hero," he felt Tang Zheng's gaze, quickly changed his words, and then whispered:

"The military strength the gray dwarfs could send has been wiped out by you, my lord. With your help, the gray dwarf tribe will not invade our territory for at least ten years."

Looking at Chieftain Di Yelong, who had quickly adjusted himself, Tang Zheng took a deep look at him; someone who could be a chieftain indeed had some ability.

The gray dwarf side had a total of about 20,000 people, and sending 5,000 soldiers in one go could indeed be described as "pouring out their nest," clearly intending to wipe out the human tribe in one go and completely occupy this oasis.

With the remaining 15,000-plus population, turning half of the population into soldiers shouldn't be a problem, but after this incident.

(End of chapter)