Chapter 128

After returning to Wyzima, the first thing Wayne had to do was, of course, meet his old friends and tell them the news that he had returned.

The happiest about this was a certain sorceress who had been thirsty for a long time. Having not seen each other for two months, Wayne visited Keira's mansion at noon and wasn't sent out the door by Maisie, who had a slightly red face, until noon the next day, with five brand-new disguise glasses in his hand.

These were remade by Keira according to his requirements, which made Wayne feel a bit emotional. There is no free breakfast in the world—well, there is no free lunch either; any return requires payment.

It was already early February. Because March was the time he had agreed with his other Wolf School witcher brothers to gather and attack the underwater city of the fish-men together, the time was not very sufficient.

And this year's arrangements, besides developing influence, enhancing his own strength, and the Cintra banquet, it was possible that the Striga event would also be triggered this year. Overall, the time was still very tight.

Wayne couldn't leisurely exercise his own skills like he did in the second half of last year and had to arrange many things in advance.

On the third morning after returning to Wyzima, Wayne woke up from his bed. He habitually picked up the silver thirty-six-sided die placed on the bedside table.

Without even looking, he threw it casually. When he noticed it, he found that the number on top was actually thirty-five.

This made Wayne happy in his heart. To confirm the situation, he threw it three more times in a row, which were thirty-six, thirty-four, and thirty-three. Four consecutive numbers as high as thirty or more made Wayne believe that today was his lucky day in February, and also the box-opening day he had set for himself.

Seeing this situation, Wayne didn't delay anymore. He got up immediately, came to the bathroom, washed up, bathed and changed clothes, lit a furnace of the most expensive incense, and found some fresh fruits and meat to set up a simple altar.

Then he sat on the floor, struck a meditative pose, and began to pray to the gods and Buddhas in the sky. Although he wasn't sure if it was useful, what he wanted was the sense of ritual.

He had even thought that after he got free, he would build a room specifically for opening boxes in the backyard and build a prayer room according to the highest specifications. What stood out was piety.

After everything was ready, Wayne looked at the treasure chests stored in his system. From the end of last year when he left Wyzima city until he returned in February this year, he had stored more than a hundred ordinary-level treasure chests. Because he hadn't executed any combat missions, there wasn't a single expert-level treasure chest.

However, this didn't hinder Wayne's enthusiasm for opening boxes.

Treasure chest opened, 【Ordinary-level Treasure Chest】 * 10.

Treasure chest opened, 【Ordinary-level Treasure Chest】 * 10.

Treasure chest opened, 【Ordinary-level Treasure Chest】 * 10.

………………

After ten consecutive ten-draws, five ordinary-level treasure chests remained.

Ding! Obtained: 143 orens, Explosive Tags * 10.

Ding! Obtained: 138 orens.

Ding! Obtained: 148 orens, Fate Coins * 15.

Ding! Obtained: 153 orens, Skeleton Soldier Summoning Scrolls * 5.

…………

As Wayne finished opening the boxes, a pile of items immediately appeared out of thin air around him.

The number was so large that he had no mind to pay attention to the system's prompt sounds.

Seeing this situation, Wayne was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but excitedly clench his fists and let out a hearty laugh.

His luck had exploded. The effect of the lucky day was indeed powerful. He just took a rough look and found that out of his hundred treasure chests and ten ten-draws, he had opened nearly ten different items, with a shipment rate close to ten percent.

Although they were just ordinary items from other worlds opened from ordinary-level treasure chests and wouldn't have any heaven-defying functions, the mere occurrence of this phenomenon made Wayne feel the power of the luck attribute. He chose to prioritize upgrading his Gwent skills, which was indeed not wrong. It seemed that the Gwent gambling game that had been delayed for a long time also needed to be arranged on the schedule as soon as possible.

Wayne hummed a song whose origin he couldn't remember and began to check his prizes one by one in a pleasant mood.

First was the gold coins. According to his experience, the number of orens opened from ordinary-level treasure chests was generally around ten to sixteen. Today, with the blessing of luck, he obtained an average of fourteen orens per treasure chest, adding up to a full fourteen hundred orens.

According to the mission rewards of ordinary witchers, it was almost equivalent to their income for two or three years.

Just like Berengar, who had the worst luck in the Wolf School, he only learned when chatting with him that this unlucky guy sometimes couldn't even earn three hundred orens in a year, didn't have money to repair equipment, often had to endure hunger, sleep on the streets, and lived quite miserably.

It could only be said that even without the items from other worlds rewarded by the system, just the rewards opened from each treasure chest and the mission system that could brush missions every day were already a very powerful golden finger and an important source of his "money power."

Wayne put all this money into his magic-patterned storage bag. Counting his previous accumulations, the number of his gold coins returned to five digits, occupying almost a quarter of the space of the entire storage bag. Plus other items stored inside, this small magic-patterned storage bag was already a bit insufficient.

This made Wayne's thirst for space equipment even more intense. Unfortunately, he had once asked Keira and Triss. Although there were space spells like portals in the witcher world, there were no convenient props like space bags or space treasure chests.

Even similar items in the hands of some sorcerers and mages were mostly foreign goods that drifted from other worlds due to the Conjunction of the Spheres and were just extremely rare individual cases.

And these items were often quite precious, either kept in the hands of royal families of various countries or in the hands of those powerful wizards. If one didn't have enough strength, holding such items would often only attract the covetousness of others and cause unnecessary trouble.

Besides hoping that the system could reward him with such space items again, with Wayne's current influence and financial resources, wanting to obtain space equipment from others could only be said to be a slim hope.

After picking up the gold coins around him, Wayne began to check the items from other worlds on the ground one by one, comparing them with the system's instructions.

First were the palm-sized explosive tags written in Japanese he didn't recognize, ten in total. Wayne looked at the instructions and sure enough, he hadn't guessed wrong; these were combat supplies from a certain ninja world.

The method of use was also very simple. Besides being able to use chakra to trigger their explosion directly, one could also use the method of lighting to make them explode.

Of course, as a witcher without chakra, the only way Wayne could use them was to use the Igni Sign or an open flame to light them.

Although he didn't know how powerful they were, this kind of thin paper naturally had concealment and camouflage properties. He should be able to use the advantage that the enemy didn't recognize this item to catch them off guard and blow them to death.

The second item was a strange coin, fifteen in total. The center of the coin was evenly divided into two different colors, gold and silver. After Wayne looked at the system instructions, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Fate Coin: A mysterious coin from the Arad Continent, possessing the power of angels and devils. After using this coin, there is a fifty percent chance of triggering divine punishment, suffering a lightning strike from the sky, ignoring defense, and definitely suffering damage. There is also a fifty percent chance of triggering protection, obtaining healing from angel power, and being able to heal a portion of physical and mental damage.

Of course he recognized this thing; it was a prop from a very famous game in his previous life, known as the eight million warriors and Dungeon & Fighter.

Although he hadn't used this kind of prop in reality, Wayne inexplicably felt that this thing was extremely compatible with his lucky persona and could simply be said to be tailor-made.

And the third prop, five skeleton summoning scrolls, still came from the world of The Elder Scrolls. I don't know if it was stolen from which Dragonborn again.

Each scroll could summon a skeleton warrior controlled by the user from a corpse, lasting for one day.

And the following few props included medium healing potions from the Diablo world, magic missile spell scrolls from the Heroes of Might and Magic world, food from the Middle-earth world, throwing knives from the Dark Souls world, and some other ordinary items without special functions.

However, when Wayne looked at the last stone that was painted with strange runes and looked plain, he was stunned.

Because the system's explanation was: Hearthstone, from the Azeroth world.

Looking at this plain stone, Wayne thought in his heart, is it appropriate for this thing to appear in an ordinary-level treasure chest?

(End of chapter)