Chapter 209: Mixed Learning Is a Profound Discipline

And somewhere in the Multiverse, a little fox was nervously gripping its own tail.

Today, she was about to challenge a terrifying war Dungeon with her teammates, and legend had it that this war's death rate reached ninety‑nine percent, making it the most fearsome type of Dungeon among current Transcendent wars.

But high risk also meant high reward, and besides, they wouldn't die, only their souls would be weakened for a while.

Fortune favors the bold, yet the little fox was extremely reluctant inside, even though a weakened soul hurt a lot!

But after all teammates passed the resolution, her solitary objection seemed so feeble and powerless.

Then, when its interface had surged to 99/100, it heard a teammate's sigh:

"We don't even know how long we'll have to wait this time, so slow, the only problem with the highest difficulty is that it's not good enough, the strong don't care, the weak don't dare to come, let's play cards!"

Hm?

Seeing the matching progress already jump to 100/100, the little fox muttered internally, "Isn't that fast? It's already full; do we have to play a game of cards for this little time?"

Hm?!

The little fox looked at the prompt and finally realized something was wrong.

With a sudden jolt, the little fox realized what had happened.

"Matching complete, transporting characters to the war scene…"

It was already too late…

"No!"

Upon arriving here, Mu Yi's first impression was that everything around was green; his second impression was that the surroundings were filled with an anger that made him feel uneasy.

The airtight forest, brushed by a gentle breeze, brought a refreshing wind.

"Looking to form a party? Level 15 foxfolk priest moonlighting as a bard, with battle song buff, and independent combat ability!"

Captain Kaburu-Li Erweiya helplessly covered his head, his face full of anguish, and said,

The little fox tugged at the youth's thigh and then said,

The desperate question made everyone look at each other; they finally realized the issue. Since the little fox had been extremely reluctant, to reduce its self‑intimidation, they basically hadn't explained the specifics to the little fox.

But forming a warband required too many resources.

Attracted by the little fox's harrowing scream, the teammates turned their gaze toward where the little fox had vanished.

Mid‑sentence, a white light appeared, and the group was transported into a fortress; when they stood on the wall looking outward, a green ocean unfolded before them.

Otherwise, she would have had to meet the soul‑weakening after death with tears.

"Matching complete, transporting characters to the Dungeon scene…"

However, as a lone wanderer, the little fox was unsurprisingly vaguely excluded.

The teammates' eyes suddenly widened, their voices piercing.

No! No!

Grandma had said never to give up survival, and at times like this one must cling to a leg for survival.

Talking about her strongest battle song, the little fox twitched her ears and replied confidently.

"Has no one ever told the little fox that the highest difficulty refers to a 20‑person Dungeon, not the real world?"

On the other side, the little fox trembled, crouching among a group of Zongwang Players, a hundred varied Zongwang Players chatting fervently.

Where did they squeeze out so many resources to form a warband?

The little fox's eyes went black, sensing an unfavorable situation.

"We're doomed!"

The little fox let out a bitter, angry cry, then vanished in the hall…

"Next time we'll save up and first establish a Zongwang warband."

Vibrancy isn't bad, but when all you see is vibrant green, it makes one feel uneasily from the heart.

Why are there teams that join such a brutal war right after reaching Level 10, and only she the fox feels the soul weakness is painful?

Fox God above, why can't this war be abandoned outright; must we wait a full day before giving up!!!

If it were another war Dungeon, she would have fled immediately.

Captain Kaburu-Li Erweiya said with a heavy heart.

Damn it, she's just a pitiful, helpless little foxfolk!

"Little fox? What's wrong?"

【06】 After eliminating a few obviously ferocious lone rangers, she turned her gaze to the unremarkable youth.

After eliminating several lone warriors who looked downright ferocious and brutal, she turned her gaze toward the seemingly ordinary young man.

They shelved the matter, never expecting such a weird twist.

The desperate little foxfolk could only look to other lone rangers; at times like this, grouping together is definitely safer than being alone.

Generally, Zongwang Players with multiple shared adventures have high priority in matching.

"Advance to the Dungeon, I've left a message for the little fox; after she dies and returns, she'll rest first, and next time we must not repeat the same mistake!"

"Little fox!!!"

But a faint scent of blood in the air quietly spoke of a serene solemnity.

After all, within the Zongwang, lone rangers always have all sorts of problems, but having teammates makes things easier, at least everyone can maintain a surface harmony.

But now, we can only hope this ragtag crowd can hold out for at least a day.

The youth, rather surprised, glanced at the little fox, his gaze lingering on her ears and tail before asking a somewhat odd question.

Moreover, everyone only coordinated superficially; deep cooperation was impossible, and a reliable teammate was sometimes rarer than fine Magic Equipment.

"Battle song buff? How large a range can it cover?"

This group barely managed to cobble together high‑grade Transcendent gear.

"Anywhere the sound can reach, it can affect!"

Anyone who saw the ground covered with three‑inch‑high grass, surrounded by dozens or even hundreds of towering trees, would feel uneasy.

Mu Yi frowned as he walked through the dense forest, his perception constantly scanning the surroundings.

Behind him, a nervous little fox named Ai Lily Ya followed closely.

After the initial gathering, Zongwang Players formed small temporary teams in twos and threes and set off in their respective directions.

As for coordinated action, no one made such a suggestion.

Everyone's purpose differed, but it was certain that they all came for high profit, each wielding some degree of large‑scale lethal capability.

Under this premise, dispersing was the wise way for them to gain the greatest benefit.

Moreover, when they knew nothing of each other's backgrounds, teamwork required vigilance not only against enemies but also against these ad‑hoc allies.

This event placed no faction limits, and because it involved a heavily lethal‑type battle, the evil side's proportion was clearly not small.

However, most Zongwang Player squads headed toward the direction of the gathering point.

The Dungeon's starting location was near the allied forces' gathering point, and they could see the point clearly.

"Yi, why don't we go to the gathering point? There should be more manpower there!"

The little fox felt uneasy, sensing a gloomy atmosphere in the woods, as if countless Goblins would spring out at any moment.

"The more people, the bigger the target; if the allied forces at the gathering point can hold back the Goblins, this world won't fall!"

Mu Yi explained offhandedly that, based on his past encounters with Goblins and the battle hints, the so‑called gathering point was probably just a big pit.

It might even be a spot the Goblins deliberately set as a fishing lure—going there would be certain death, better to conduct guerrilla warfare deeper in the jungle for a higher survival chance.

"Then where should we go?"

The little fox nodded vaguely, at least she could be sure Mu Yi wasn't crazy and had his own logic, which sounded much more reassuring.

"Go to a place with no Goblins!"

Mu Yi stopped and stared into the deep jungle; in this vibrant place, there was a spot exuding a strong dead aura.

Anomalies bring monsters; it should be a good destination.

The endless green always reminded Mu Yi of those lush Goblins.

"Oh!"

The little fox, half‑understanding, followed behind Mu Yi, not fully grasping but seeming to cling to a big thigh.

Hiding behind Mu Yi, she kept scanning the surroundings, fearing a Goblin might jump out from somewhere.

Yet as Mu Yi and his party walked onward, the vitality faded and the gloomy feeling grew heavier.

"Yi… I feel it's getting more and more eerie…"

The little fox was on the verge of tears, feeling that more gazes were fixed on her.

"Your perception is quite high!"

Mu Yi nodded; within his sight, numerous lingering souls still swirled around.

They wailed in pain, their bodies marked with countless blade scars.

Having essentially lost all reason, they instinctively stared at the approaching, life‑filled little fox.

Mu Yi frowned, pondered briefly, and still did not act to free those souls; before the situation was certain, he would not arbitrarily disturb the balance of life and death.

In an area brimming with life, this dead‑spirit zone felt utterly out of place.

"Outsider?" a Skeleton emerged from the ground, its eye sockets alight with soul‑fire, exuding an inexplicable aura.

"You didn't go to that gathering point but came here? That takes some nerve—follow me!"

"Those cowardly ones thought a wall would let them rest easy, not realizing it's just an iron coffin! The forest has cut off their escape routes; they're merely turtles in a jar waiting for death!"

The Skeleton babbled some stories; Mu Yi listened briefly and grasped their implication.

In plain terms, it was the divide between radicals and conservatives—members of the large gathering's allied forces were basically conservatives, relying on fortresses to hold.

Here, the radicals wanted to use the Necromancer's power to unleash an undead calamity, employing an undead army against the Goblin horde.

This is also a gathering point; compared with the big one, it has no supplies, only death and the undead.

Upon reaching the point, Mu Yi glanced around and saw many Zongwang Players had arrived, indicating that many shared his considerations.

"This is a mechanical cart that can automatically collect Goblin corpses; here the currency is Goblin corpses!"

"This is the recruitment list; take a look yourselves!"

The Skeleton chattered, tossed a list and a small cart to Mu Yi, then vanished into the earth.

Mu Yi examined it and found the gathering point quite formidable.

The recruitment list showed a large stock of undead, even plenty of level‑20 high‑grade undead.

Besides exchanging undead, one could trade for magic, martial skills, and even specializations.

The sole currency was Goblin corpses, showing both sides were locked in a life‑or‑death war.

From this burial ground, various races of creatures could be seen.

"Let's go, I've got what I need, time to set off!" Mu Yi called to the little fox behind him.

"Alright!" the little fox dropped the task list and sprinted to Mu Yi's side.

"What did you get?" the little fox asked curiously.

"Naturally, the Goblin location!"

Mu Yi waved the map in his hand; it was clear this gathering point heavily encouraged Zongwang Players to hunt Goblins.

Huh?

Actively hunting Goblins? Not doing a quest?

Besides Goblins, there are also some gathering and hunting quests.

Really? Are the two of us going to provoke Goblins?

Sensing the little fox's doubt, Mu Yi smiled and said little; he was here for war, and quests wouldn't boost Elite Talent.

Though puzzled, the little fox still habitually followed Mu Yi—her trained habit, even without understanding, she followed first.

After Mu Yi and the little fox arrived at a Goblin tribe, the little fox fell into a daze.

Several hundred thousand Goblins—what kind of concept is that?

Before this, the little fox had never considered such a question.

Their previous adventures basically had no chance of clashing with an army.

In most cases, they chose to simply avoid.

After all, for a small squad, head-on conflict with an army is mostly extremely foolish; just the exhaustion would be enough to kill them.

And at this moment, the little fox fell into a daze.

At a glance, one could see densely packed, sharply protruding ferocious war materiel.

And the continuous stretches of fences and temporary fortifications divided the originally relatively tidy ground quite regularly into several vast areas.

Countless Goblins were like tiny ants, active within the lines drawn by the defensive works.

What is even more bewildering is that a vast expanse of plants was whipped by a huge Goblin, as if it had grown legs, constantly surging from afar toward here, dyeing the environment a layer of green.

Within the tribe, there were not a few Goblins whose profession was obvious at a glance, patrolling back and forth.

Within the different areas, one could see Goblin-transformed birds flying back and forth, serving as messengers.

"Goblin Knight, Goblin Ranger, Goblin Druid..."

Mu Yi surveyed the situation within the Goblin tribe; if the Goblins seen in the novice Dungeon were primitive beasts, then the current Goblins are an advanced civilization that has absorbed the strengths of all races.