Chapter 12: To Get Rich, Start by Picking Up Trash

Elsewhere in the Blood Soul Realm.

The players who had set foot on this land had each obtained their own spoils.

Some accidentally encountered the Blood Clan and were converted into low-level vampires, making them temporarily stronger than average players.

However, their strength would only stagnate over time; these low-level vampires were early-game units—strong against players who had just started, but mere fodder as time went on.

If a player wanted to rid themselves of the condition, they either had to delete their character and start over or pay the Holy See a massive sum to purify them.

Since the server had just opened, the first option was clearly the fastest, leading many players to delete their accounts; several chose to relocate to other regions.

As it stood, the Blood Soul Realm held little appeal, except for hardcore vampire enthusiasts.

The beast-kin girls of the Beastkin Capital and the elves of Avalon were far more attractive.

“Must be nice. I want to go pet those cute beast girls too—even elves would be fine!”

Sugar, taking a short break, glanced at the information on the forums and felt she had made a huge tactical error by choosing such a desolate place.

However, it was too late for regrets; she had already collected several very powerful pieces of equipment.

To prevent players from abusing account deletion to farm items, the system limited the number of times one could delete an account; the first time was free, but the second required a payment.

The fee started at ten thousand yuan and increased by ten thousand each time until it capped at one hundred thousand.

“Whatever, I’ll keep exploring. Hmph, as long as I treat these monsters like players, isn’t this just PVP?”

Sugar brainwashed herself this way; she was the invincible God of PVP, and even in a haptic game, she was a genius female player without equal!

Continuing her exploration, Sugar made a point to avoid wandering monsters for the sake of efficiency.

“I wonder how that guy is doing. He must be having a bountiful harvest, right?”

The “guy” Sugar muttered about was Qin Yu; she felt that with his experience, his gains must be substantial.

Then again, this game had never had a closed beta; could a pro who was this experienced right at launch be an insider?

Carrying these doubts, Sugar pushed forward.

Meanwhile, Qin Yu and Yin Feixue were also heading toward their next destination.

The key person had been found, the key building for the territory secured, and the candidates for the territory’s main army were ready.

What remained were the resources needed for territory construction and the essential item required to become a Lord.

The sky of the Blood Soul Realm was eternally crimson, making it impossible to gauge the passage of time by sight.

In-game, three days had actually passed, though only one day had elapsed in reality.

“Servant, do you not feel weary?”

Yin Feixue asked about Qin Yu’s mental state—not out of concern for him, but because as his master, she had to monitor her servant’s health.

It wouldn’t be good if he suddenly dropped dead, and besides, it was said that if one was in poor health, the taste of their blood would turn sour.

“Weary?”

A full day had passed in reality; normally, he should have been tired, but since Qin Yu was using a gaming pod this time, he could stay online for a month without issue. Fatigue was non-existent.

“Mhm. As a human, should you not be resting?”

“It was fine until you mentioned it, but now that you have…”

Qin Yu took the opportunity to let out a yawn. “Ha~ah~~”

“I am a bit sleepy. Xiao Xue, can I borrow your coffin for a nap?”

“Servant, you actually wish to use your master’s Destined Relic for sleep?”

Naturally, Yin Feixue was unwilling.

Qin Yu shrugged. “What’s the big deal? You sleep in it all the time anyway. Not to mention the soundproofing is great, and it can automatically adjust the temperature and humidity…”

In a single breath, Qin Yu listed all the daily functions of the Bloodwood Coffin, leaving Yin Feixue’s face frozen.

“You certainly know an awful lot about it…”

Heaven knew how Qin Yu understood her and her Destined Relic so well; Yin Feixue clenched her fists, wondering if she should lend it to him, wait for him to fall into a deep sleep, and then nail it shut and sink it in a lake.

“Of course I do~”

In truth, his sleepiness just now had been an act to tease her.

As for the Bloodwood Coffin, it was because he had truly slept in it in his past life; it was more comfortable than most beds, and sleeping in it alone was exceptionally cozy.

Though in his past life, most of the time, Qin Yu and Yin Feixue had squeezed into the coffin together to sleep…

“However, focusing on the business at hand is more important right now.”

Qin Yu discarded his feigned drowsiness; he didn’t dare rest now.

The initial exploration phase was a race against the clock where every second counted; rest was a luxury, and he preferred to finish his tasks before taking a long break.

The two arrived at the next location. Yin Feixue looked at the site and asked without moving her head, “So, the place you wanted to visit is this… trash heap?”

Stretched out before them was a massive waste disposal site, piled high with millions of pieces of “trash.”

Furthermore, Tier 2 and Tier 3 monsters wandered the area, occasionally staving off hunger by consuming the refuse.

Why did Qin Yu come here?

Mainly because it contained many things he needed; though it was a dump, many treasures were buried within it.

Qin Yu had foresight; in his previous life, when the major guilds were strong enough to sweep through the Blood Soul Realm, they had scavenged many good items from this junkyard.

Setting aside the massive amount of construction resources, there was also a very rare item—except those guilds had fought so fiercely over it that they ended up damaging it, which directly led to the collapse of an important quest line.

“I won’t be polite this time…”

Qin Yu intended to find out exactly what that item was and take all the resources needed to build a territory.

“If you wish to scavenge through trash, then go ahead, servant.”

In any case, Yin Feixue would never do such work.

“Yes, yes. But could I trouble my dear Xiao Xue to help me deal with any monsters that might hurt me?”

“That is no problem.”

Eliminating monsters was something Yin Feixue easily agreed to, so Qin Yu immediately sprang into action.

No one would have guessed that one of the greatest fortunes in the Blood Soul Realm lay within this waste disposal site.

Looting:

[Wood × 100,000!]

[Ore × 80,000!]

[Gold Coins × 10,000!]

[Damaged Magic Scrolls × 5!]

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Qin Yu looted non-stop, quickly filling his 100-cubic-meter storage.

Fortunately, construction resources like wood and ore were compressed within the space; the limit for wood and ore in 100 cubic meters was 100,000 units each.

If stored normally, there wouldn’t have been enough room.

On the other side, Yin Feixue had finished clearing the monsters; these creatures were no match for her Tier 7 power.

“This place is simply too filthy. There are items here from hundreds—even thousands of years ago…”

Yin Feixue was at a loss for words; the objects here genuinely made her uncomfortable.

“Hmm?”

Suddenly, something in the trash pile caught Yin Feixue’s eye, and she used a short-distance teleport to fly over…