Ch. 117 / 96512%

Chapter 117: Educating Steel Wool

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Lan Qingyou, who was preparing to continue sleeping, suddenly recalled in her grogginess that the sound earlier belonged to the world will.

Thus, she opened her eyes again and listened quietly.

Sure enough.

Exactly like last time, in practically no time at all, the world will finished tallying up the results for this grading.

[... Grading concluded.]

[E-rank, 3,309,158,233 people, rewarded with 1,000 Obsidians.]

[D-rank, 568,144,284 people, rewarded with 100 D-rank Monster Crystal Cores.]

[C-rank, 60,282,518 people, rewarded with 10 Magic Crystals.]

[B-rank, 195,182 people, rewarded with 1 selectable D-rank tool, 1 selectable book.]

[S-rank, 13 people, rewarded with 1 selectable C-rank magic, 1 selectable C-rank tool, 1 selectable book.]

[Rewards have been distributed, please choose carefully.]

The highest reward was still C-rank?

This world will was truly harsh...

Thinking this way, Lan Qingyou closed her eyes again.

To her, currently, regardless of what grading she obtained or what the rewards were, nothing was more important than sleeping.

Anyhow, the rewards were right there and wouldn't sprint away. Looking at them after waking up was exactly the same.

When she opened her eyes again, it was already dusk.

"Yawn—"

Yawning, Lan Qingyou's hands hung down powerlessly mirroring her feet as she floated toward the bathroom downstairs.

Meanwhile, upon seeing her, Steel Wool instantly hopped onto Lan Qingyou's shoulder.

Causing her body to sink slightly downwards.

"Steel Wool, did you gain weight again?"

While flying, Lan Qingyou listlessly mumbled a complaint.

"Squeak?"

Steel Wool stared at Lan Qingyou with its massive yellow eyes, as if saying, 'Are you joking?'

"You probably grew up, right."

"Squeak—Squeak—"

Steel Wool hopped twice upon Lan Qingyou's shoulder.

"You probably know how to fly now, right."

Saying this, Lan Qingyou also turned her head to look at Steel Wool.

One person and one owl simply stared at each other like this.

"Squeak."

Steel Wool paused, before turning its head around in a 180-degree posture, leaving Lan Qingyou with nothing but the back of a snow-white head spotted with slightly gray markings.

"Don't play the fool with me. Don't think I don't know you fly everywhere every night while I'm sleeping."

Lan Qingyou said through gritted teeth.

"Squeak, squeak!!"

Steel Wool was greatly alarmed, yet it didn't turn its head around, merely sweating buckets profusely.

"Hehe, still playing the fool with me, huh."

Seeing this situation, Lan Qingyou quirked her brow. Reaching out, she grabbed Steel Wool and subsequently hurled it forward.

"Off you go!"

"Squeak! Squeak!"

Flap~ Flap~ Flap~~~

The hurled Steel Wool let out two bizarre cries, subsequently flapping its wings and flying right back onto Lan Qingyou's shoulder.

"Still going to play the fool now?"

Lan Qingyou narrowed her eyes, staring at Steel Wool with a smile.

Meanwhile, Steel Wool merely repeated its old trick, executing a 180-degree turn to face Lan Qingyou with the back of its head again.

"You bastard, turn back around right now."

Seeing this fellow use the exact same move again, Lan Qingyou became utterly infuriated. Reaching out with all five fingers, she pinched its crown and forcefully twisted it back.

This was downright rebelliousness; turning its head the moment it was questioned. Just who instilled such a bad habit into it?

Just like this, one refused to face her while the other forcefully made it. Thus, a drawn-out tug-of-war commenced.

But how could the tiny Steel Wool be Lan Qingyou's opponent?

Before even a few minutes passed, its head was forcefully twisted back.

Who knew, this cunning Steel Wool fellow actually squeezed its dual eyes shut.

Seeing this, left with no other choice, Lan Qingyou simply tossed it outside the bathroom doorway.

After she finished washing up and stepped out, Lan Qingyou glanced at Steel Wool, who was having fun by itself over there, deciding to ignore it. She directly flew toward the third-floor magic desk independently.

"Squeak!"

At this moment, Steel Wool flew over, landing upon Lan Qingyou's shoulder, before subsequently rubbing against her face as if currying favor.

"Squeak, squeak!"

"Shoo, shoo, shoo. My house doesn't need disobedient children."

After snatching Steel Wool off and tossing it aside, Lan Qingyou stated with a face full of disgust.

"Squeak! Squeak, squeak!"

Steel Wool still wished to hop back on and curry favor with Lan Qingyou. But every time it took off, its attempts were completely blocked by Lan Qingyou's hands, leaving it hopping up and down anxiously on the spot over there. It tugged at Lan Qingyou's clothes with its beak, constantly rubbing against Lan Qingyou's leg.

Lan Qingyou gazed quietly at Steel Wool as if contemplating something. Subsequently, she floated up and opened the window behind her.

Right now, the mana tide had already passed ten-plus hours ago. The outside was calm and tranquil.

Apart from the cold gale pouring in from the window chilling Lan Qingyou's face to the point of slight pain, there wasn't any danger either.

Whoosh!

Lan Qingyou stared coldly at Steel Wool, subsequently waving a finger to point toward the world outside the window.

"Squeak—"

Knowing it couldn't run away this time, Steel Wool flapped its wings a couple of times. Taking flight, it stood upon the windowsill, bowing its head down to acknowledge its error to Lan Qingyou. Its appearance couldn't possibly be any more wronged.

Yet Lan Qingyou didn't buy this routine, widening her eyes in a glare.

"Fly outside and find your own food. Starting today, I will no longer provide you with any food."

"Squeak."

Steel Wool mumbled a sound. Looking at the unprecedentedly solemn expression upon Lan Qingyou's face, it realized the severity of the matter as well.

Therefore, after letting out another cry, it flew outside reluctantly.

Since she now knew Steel Wool could fly, she naturally couldn't let it run amok by her side like a spoiled mama's boy anymore.

Flying outside and soaring proudly across the skies was what a snowy owl was supposed to do.

Whether it was flying, or hunting, these all required it to accomplish them by itself.

A human like Lan Qingyou couldn't teach it the slightest bit at all.

Closing the window properly, going up to the fourth floor to open a window to serve as a door left behind for Steel Wool, Lan Qingyou finally sat back down in front of the magic desk.

While she was sleeping previously, the grading had already been announced.

Therefore, the moment Lan Qingyou opened the leaderboard, she made a beeline straight for S-rank.

This time round, the number of individuals obtaining S-rank during grading only totaled thirteen people. Compared to the 58 people previously, it wasn't merely chopped in half at the waist; it was directly slashed across the neck.

But thinking about it, it was quite normal too.

After all, things like contributions were far too nebulous; there fundamentally wasn't a clear-cut standard.

Right now, the sole thing everyone could confirm was 'creating new things, or to be more accurate, things that Kalim doesn't possess, will grant massive quotients of contribution points'.

This point was deeply felt by both Lan Qingyou and certain people within the villa.

As for the shelter's level and individual level... that went without saying even further.

Lan Qingyou's high tower was Level 5. It appeared very high, and the new functions weren't few either, but within the villa, owing to Vivian and Shang Chuan's presence, whether it was the most vital magic crystals or other ores, everything could be circulated.

The resulting situation was that practically everyone inside the villa possessed Level 5 shelters.

And there was no need to speak about levels. In total, Lan Qingyou hadn't upgraded more than a few levels.

Therefore, despite her seemingly exceedingly open-minded appearance previously, in reality, she still harbored a slight trace of worry over whether she'd be included within the S-ranks this time round.

Exactly like a gacha pull, no one knew what they would draw.

End of Chapter

Ch. 117 / 96512%
Ch. 117 / 96512%