Chapter 170: Main Quest: Frost Disaster!
Seeing who had arrived—Langli BaiTiao—Stuffed Bun didn’t care a whit about titles or ranks. He immediately launched into a scathing mockery.
After all, the memory of Langli BaiTiao abandoning his benefactor during the Lakanman Castle mission still burned fresh in his mind—cowardly, spineless, and utterly disgraceful.
“Well, well, look who it is—our beloved Grand Eunuch Supervisor of the Eastern Depot, Langli BaiTiao.”
“Or should I call you… the vampire’s pet concubine?”
“Why’re you always lurking in the shadows, hiding from the light? Come out and breathe some air, why don’t you?”
Those words struck like daggers straight to Langli BaiTiao’s pride, hitting a nerve deeper than any wound. His face flushed crimson, nostrils flaring, eyes nearly popping out in fury.
Especially the “vampire’s pet concubine” jab.
To this day, that infamous thread—“Thirty Seconds of Forbidden Intimacy Between an Ancient Vampire and a Wandering Beast”—still dominated the Forum. It hadn’t died down. Every few days, some curious soul would “check in,” and the post had long since surpassed ten thousand replies. It had become a legendary landmark in the community.
Langli BaiTiao sneered, voice cold.
“Hmph. You’re just jealous of my rank and strength. My vampire template is no ordinary boss—three of you piled together couldn’t even scratch me.”
“Wanna test it outside the city walls?”
“I’ll bet three hundred gold coins. Wandering Beast—today, it’s either you or me. No survivors.”
Stuffed Bun patted the side of his Two-Headed Dragon’s neck. The beast—Noodles—immediately understood, baring its fangs with a low, guttural growl, eyes locked onto Langli BaiTiao.
The latter flinched, stumbling back.
“Don’t come any closer! You know it’s illegal to fight inside the city—your head’ll be blown off!”
“I’m not here for idle chat. I’ve got important matters. Singo’s waiting.”
Stuffed Bun gave Noodles a reassuring pat, calming the beast down.
“What’s so urgent?”
“Just come. It’s at Red Scales Garrison.”
“Don’t you dare lie to me. If you’re pulling my leg, I’ll crack your skull open.”
“Please. Who’ll win’s still up for debate.”
Hiss, hiss—
“Whoa! Don’t let that stinking lizard bite me! I’m sorry, okay?!”
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In the northwest district of Northwind Keep, nestled at the edge of the city, stood Red Scales Garrison—a massive construction site. Built after the Kingdom of Ashen took control of Northwind Keep, the fortress was still under construction, though its core structure had already taken shape.
Rising over twenty meters tall, the fortress stood out starkly in this era. Its advanced architecture featured a grand entrance guarded by statues of Knights riding Two-Headed Dragons, and above the gate, the emblem of the Kingdom of Ashen was carved in bold relief: a Golden Vertical Pupil Surrounded by Flame.
At the very peak of the fortress, a wide, open platform stretched out, marked with precise sigils and dotted with several Two-Headed Dragons. This was Red Scales Garrison—the headquarters of the Crimson Scale Conquerors. Dragon Riders returning from patrols would rest here, awaiting their next Quest Dispatch.
Stuffed Bun had once been part of the Patrol Unit, but he’d grown tired of the repetitive missions and meager rewards. So he’d returned to the city, settling into a comfortable life as a Peacekeeper.
Only Singo remained in the Patrol Unit, now risen to Squad Leader—second only to Alje in rank among the Crimson Scale Conquerors.
Stuffed Bun tethered his Two-Headed Dragon at the entrance, then stepped inside alongside Langli BaiTiao, who had been lurking in the shadows.
“Well, well, Hardcore Player,” Singo greeted, his voice tinged with excitement. “Took you long enough.”
He clapped Stuffed Bun on the shoulder, eager to speak.
“Stuffed Bun, stop loafing around the city. There’s only a month left until the Internal Test ends. This is our golden chance to backdoor leapfrog—when the Official Launch comes, we’ll be light-years ahead.”
Stuffed Bun frowned.
“Wait… what kind of quest could there possibly be now? The Internal Test version’s basically in retirement mode, right?”
“Besides the Mechanical Divinity cultists, who’re still obsessed with grinding tech trees—what even are they doing?—most players have already settled into daily routines.”
Stuffed Bun’s recent videos had been quiet—just routine patrol logs. The last one to spark real buzz was his Lakanman Castle exploration, especially the infamous thirty seconds between Langli BaiTiao and the old vampire. That clip brought in thousands of live chat interactions, and fueled Langli BaiTiao’s deep-seated grudge.
Singo shot him a dismissive glance.
“Honestly, you’re like a sparrow trying to understand an eagle’s flight. These people just don’t get it.”
“Fine,” Stuffed Bun sighed. “So what’s the big deal?”
Singo pulled up his Character Sheet.
“I’ve told you before—you should’ve joined the Crimson Scale Patrol Unit. It’s not just about the rewards. It’s about intelligence.
Without me, you’d never have known about this final month’s Main Quest.”
Stuffed Bun’s eyes widened.
“You found another Main Quest?”
“What Main Quest?” came a clear, melodic voice from behind.
It was Xia Ye Qiu Yu, arriving with Tian Sheng Zhan Kuang right on her heels. Both had received Singo’s summons and abandoned their current tasks to come here.
Singo simply said, “You’ll see. I triggered it during a patrol in Storm Ridge.”
A translucent public information screen materialized before them.
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【Main Quest: Frost Disaster】
Every few decades, a Frost Giant from the Frozen Forbidden Zone—Wahala Glacier—blows its Horn, beginning a rapid march from its icy lair. Howling blizzards erupt in its wake, sweeping across the land. Towns and villages are buried under snow, reduced to white ruins. Any unfortunate soul caught in its path is left with nothing but an empty corpse, stripped bare.
The Northern peoples call this terror the Frost Disaster.
Now, the Disaster has returned. This time, the Frost Giants have a clear target: the Kingdom of Ashen. They seek to raid everything, reclaim their Ancestral Glory, and crush anyone who dares stand in their way.
Heroes—take up your blades and face the Blizzard. Stop this Frost Disaster before it consumes all!
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“Frost Giant…” Xia Ye Qiu Yu frowned, her brows knitting in thought. After a pause, she asked,
“Are these the same kind as the Hill Giants we fought before?”
Tian Sheng Zhan Kuang rubbed his bald head, grinning.
“Perfect! That last giant was full of loot—even its toenails could be used to brew potions.”
Xia Ye Qiu Yu stared blankly.
“…That’s exactly why I don’t want to remember that.”
Singo remained calm.
“Exactly. I used my position’s permissions to cross-reference ancient texts. These are indeed giants—same species—but Frost Giants are far higher in rank than Hill Giants.”
“And they almost certainly possess spell-like abilities tied to ice and cold.”
Stuffed Bun rubbed his chin.
“That’s going to be tough… Our Red Dragon bloodline doesn’t have strong Cold Resistance.”
Singo nodded.
“Which means we need to prepare—now. The sooner, the better.”
(End of Chapter)
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