The Otherworldly Adventures of a Super Naive Girl

471: Three Modes

Algernon was still in the game and was unaware of Pamela’s situation.
He had the good luck to escape disaster but his two followers weren’t as lucky and had died under the wolves’ claws.

Feng Wu and her group slept in the stone quarry.
It was uncomfortable because it was stuffy and hot during the day, but it was safer to sleep during the day than at night.

Melis had a lot of energy and was like a whole new person after getting some rest.

Ink learned Melis could identify plants and refine medicine after chatting with her.
In fact, Melis made most of the medicine she had on her.
She was definitely a genius when it came to refining pharmaceutical components.
But pharmacists needed a lot of money to start up and her family’s situation wasn’t optimal for learning a field that required so much funding.

Melis was a hunter’s daughter.
It took her family ten years just to save for her tuition.
Where would they have had money to spend on learning something as expensive as pharmacy?

But she really did have a natural talent for it.
Just by using the knowledge she got from being a hunter, she was able to tweak basic prescriptions and make them better.
She chose a pharmacy elective course when she entered Xingguang Holy academy and became stronger at drug refinement than most of her peers.
Of course, there was also a lot of effort on her part, but raw talent helped tremendously.

She spent a lot of time practicing swordsmanship.
Had she entered the Pharmacy division from the start, the division would have had another genius in their class.

Ink didn’t object to her joining their group because Melis was skilled at refining medicine.
Besides, Feng Wu knew Melis, so it wasn’t an issue for her join them.

It was easier with her around.

Whenever Melis spotted a useful herb, she would grab it and process it into powder later that night for future use.
She knew perfectly well why Ink had agreed to let her join the group.

She hadn’t refined any medicinal potions before because she didn’t have the special instruments needed for the process.
This set of alchemical tools was a set she picked up at the beginning of the group challenge earlier.

Because she was in a lower grade, she had wanted to prove her value to the team and show she wouldn’t hold them back on the team challenge.
It was a pity her team got wiped out before she got to use any of the items she picked.

The current Feng Wu alliance was a slow-moving group of three people.
It was clear from the broadcast screen they were far behind the lead group.

The contestants didn’t know their three days of peace was about to be shattered with new challenges that would eliminate many.

“Vice Principal, may I ask if there is a significance to the vote we are about to take? Between Sandstorm mode, Great Escape mode, Quicksand Trap mode, is there a difference?”

Tamansha turned her head to look at the vice principal.
Everyone was confused by the options that appeared in front of them in the large square.
The options listed were: Sandstorm mode, Great Escape mode, Quicksand Trap mode.

The vice principal cleared his throat then plastered a smile on his face, but it was impossible to tell if it was a kind smile or not because of his fluffy, white beard that obscured parts of his face.

“The three modes are tests our contestants will encounter in the desert level.
Going forward, they will encounter a new test at each new map, with each test being more difficult than the last.”

“So will they have to go through all three modes?”

The vice principal shook his head as a hint of joy tinted is voice.
“Only one will be selected as the challenge mode.
Those who fail will be eliminated immediately.
The other two modes not selected will be discarded and won’t appear again.”

So Vice Principal, are you looking forward to the contestants’ bad luck?

How could the crowd not be excited to chose what challenge the contestants would go through?

Tamansha asked the vice principal to introduce the three modes, but unfortunately the vice principal was tightlipped and refused to share any information.

The audience had to chose based on their feelings.
All three surely had their own levels of difficulties, so no matter which they picked, the challengers would face difficulties.

“OK, the numbers have been tallied and the final result is in, the mode the contestants must face is. . . ” Tamansha opened the envelope with the results.
“Great Escape with 40% of the total votes!”

Tamansha’s excited announcement from on stage surprised the audience.

“What did you choose buddy?” asked someone from offstage.

“It goes without saying, of course I picked Quicksand Trap.”

“I chose Great Escape.
Just the name alone sounds difficult.”

“Me too.”

“I chose Sandstorm.
I didn’t understand what the other two were about, so I picked the one I understood.”

Of course the people who voted didn’t know. . . 

It was night time, the most dangerous time, in the arena.
The temperature plummeted and all kinds of monsters came out to hunt.
Any contestant not careful would be bitten to death.

The wound on Melis’s body healed after a few days rest in part because her medicine was effective and in part because wounds healed faster in the virtual world.

It was really strange how they hadn’t encountered anyone else on the road.
Ink took out his map and studied it carefully for a long time.
There were several routes they could take to get to the next area, and though the one they took was the shortest and fastest, he never expected it would be so untraveled.
How could they be they only ones to use it?

If Ink had come from a different generation he may have called it out for being unrealistic!