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Chapter 1119 Three Hundred Pairs of Socks

Zhao Wuji squatted in a corner of Bryn Shander's market, in front of him was a pile of suspicious glass bottles with the following scribbled words on the labels:

"The same poison as Entreri (imitation version) - buy two get one free, refund if invalid!"

A mercenary wrapped in a tattered cloak squatted down, picked up a bottle and shook it: "Can it really poison the dark elves?"

"Of course!" Zhao Wuji vowed, "This is extracted from... uh... ten kinds of rare mushrooms!"

In reality, the bottle contained low-quality ale laced with chili powder.

The mercenary stared at him suspiciously: "You look familiar... Wait, are you the scammer who sold the 'antifreeze glow cream' last month?"

"You got the wrong guy!" Zhao Wuji pulled down his hood, "That's my twin brother!"

The mercenary sneered, pulled out his dagger and stabbed it into the stall: "My friend applied your ointment, and now his butt is still glowing!"

[System emergency reminder: Detected that the host is about to encounter a violent conflict! Activate the "Passerby A Emergency Evacuation Program"——]

At this moment, a scream suddenly broke out from the other end of the market:
“Orcs attack!!”

The crowd went wild in an instant. The mercenaries didn't bother to settle their accounts, so they grabbed two bottles of "poison" and ran away. Zhao Wuji rolled up the cloth at lightning speed and hid in the wine barrel next to him.

Through the cracks in the barrel, he saw a group of orcs looting a granary, and the one leading them was—

“What the hell?!”

The orc leader held a crystal clear staff in his hand, and the head of the staff was emitting a strange purple light.

Broken magic crystal!
Zhao Wuji's scalp tingled. According to the original novel, this thing should still be in the hands of the wizard Akar Kessell. How did it appear in the world ahead of time?
[System warning: A major plot deviation has been detected! Analyzing the cause...]

An arrow suddenly shot through the wine barrel, grazing his ear and nailed to the wall. Zhao Wuji scrambled to escape to the alley, but ended up running into a dark shadow head-on.

Black leather armor, two scimitars at his waist, and purple eyes flashing coldly under the hood.

Drizzt Do'Urden.

The two of them froze at the same time.

"You..." Trist's gaze fell on the "Poison" sign behind Zhao Wuji, and his eyes became increasingly dangerous.

"Misunderstanding!" Zhao Wuji thought quickly, "This is... insect repellent! Specially designed to kill underground cockroaches!"

The corners of Drizzt's mouth twitched. He heard the roar of orcs in the distance. He suddenly grabbed Zhao Wuji and jumped onto the roof: "Don't make a sound if you don't want to die."

They lay on the roof, watching the orc leader summon a group of ice skeletons with the broken magic crystal. Zhao Wuji's calves were trembling: "System! Is this considered interference with the main line?!"

[System: Current status is determined to be "forced by the protagonist", and is exempt from punishment. However, active spoilers are prohibited! ]

When Drizzt was about to jump down to fight, Zhao Wuji held onto his legs tightly: "Boss! Take me with you! I can be the bait!"

“Let go.”

“I can also make mushroom soup!”

"..."

Finally, Drizzt threw a dagger at him: "Hide well, don't hold us back."

Zhao Wuji huddled behind the chimney, watching the white-haired elves harvesting orcs like ghosts. When the light of the Broken Magic Crystal suddenly surged, he subconsciously shouted, "Be careful of control spells!"

Drizzt did a backflip to avoid the mental shock and looked back at him suspiciously.

[Serious warning! The host is suspected of spoilers! Punishment starts——]

Zhao Wuji suddenly felt his nose itchy, and then...

"Ah!"

He sneezed loudly, spewing out a cloud of colorful smoke. The smoke formed a line of shining big words in the air:

“I repent!”

Drizzt: “……?”

Orcs: “……?”

While everyone was stunned, Zhao Wuji escaped by rolling and crawling.
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That night, Zhao Wuji counted the losses in the shabby hotel:
"Crushed Poison Bottle: -3 Gold
Temporary shelter collapsed by orcs: -5 gold
Money bag thrown away to save life: -10 gold
Total: Assets reduced to 12 gold coins"

He threw the account book in grief and anger: "System! It's all your fault for that social death punishment!"

[System: According to the data, if the host does not say that sentence, there is a 73% chance that he will be mentally controlled, and then leak more plot points and be killed.]

As he was talking, the wooden door was suddenly pushed open. An old mercenary wearing an eye patch grinned:
"I heard that you know the weakness of the Broken Demon Crystal? The Speaker offers 50 gold coins for the information."

Zhao Wuji's eyes lit up, and then he became alert: "How did you find me?"

The mercenary pointed out the window - the colorful smoke from his sneeze was still floating in the night sky, forming an arrow pointing directly at the hotel.

"..." [System reminder: The penalty has been lifted, but the residual special effects will last for 24 hours]

Zhao Wuji took a deep breath and smiled like a profiteer:

"Information about the Broken Demon Crystal...will cost extra money."

Zhao Wuji squatted on the steps, counting the 50 gold coins he had just received, and happily thought in his heart -

"System, at this rate, I only need to sell intelligence 19 more times before I can go home!"

[System reminder: The Speaker has just issued an order to the guards to "arrest this elf if he is found spreading panic rumors."]

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Zhao Wuji quietly hid the money bag in the lining and decided to temporarily leave Bryn Shander to avoid the limelight. He spent 5 gold coins to hire a sled and prepared to go to Lonely Forest Town, the territory of Bruno Warhammer and Drizzt's current base.

"Why go there?" the wrinkled dwarf who owned the sleigh asked as he sipped his beer. "The Warhammer family hates dark elves the most, except for the freak they have."

Zhao Wuji smiled mysteriously: "I'm going to do charity."

The dwarf spit out a mouthful of wine: "What?"

Three hours later, Zhao Wuji stood at the gate of the only orphanage in Dulin Town, carrying a large bag of defective wool socks that he had purchased from Bryn Shand at a low price.

“Children!” he exclaimed enthusiastically. “A warm gift from the South! Only one pair per person!”

The old nun in the orphanage was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes: "Good elf, may God bless you!"

[System: Abnormal host behavior detected and analyzed.]

"This is called business investment!" Zhao Wuji whispered, "The Warhammer family comes to the orphanage every week to deliver bread, and Bruno himself even comes in person. Wait until he sees these socks with the 'Zhao's Trading Company' label printed on them."

Sure enough, at noon the next day, when Bruno Warhammer showed up with the van, twenty children were playing in the yard wearing the same wool socks.

"What the hell is this?" Bruno grabbed the tag of a child's socks. "'Zhao's Business'?"

Zhao Wuji, who was hiding behind a tree, immediately jumped out: "Dear Chief of the Warhammer Clan! I am a philanthropic businessman from the south, specializing in high-quality knitwear."

Bruno narrowed his eyes. "I have lived for 200 years and have never seen a dark elf doing charity."

"Times are advancing!" Zhao Wuji took out a pair of thickened socks. "This is our latest product, especially suitable for the... uh... thick feet of our dwarf friends."

Bruno tried it on doubtfully, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "It's quite comfortable?"

That afternoon, Zhao Wuji received the first order from the Warhammer family: 50 pairs of specially made dwarf socks.
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Business gradually got on track. Zhao Wuji opened a small shop in Dulin Town, mainly selling "cold-resistant magic weapon":-
Underground Mushroom Coffee (actually roasted acorn powder)
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Never Freeze Earmuffs (filled with glowing bat fur)
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The same cloak as Drizzt's (plain black cloth, but with a label that says "Ranger Certified")
One morning, he was sprinkling fluorescent powder on "Trest's Same Style" to increase its selling point, when the store door was suddenly pushed open.

The white-haired elf himself stood at the door, pointing at the sign expressionlessly: "Explain it."

Zhao Wuji's hand trembled, and the fluorescent powder was all over his face. In the purple powder, he quickly thought of a solution: "This, this is a limited edition! The luminous special edition!"

The corner of Drizzt's mouth twitched slightly. At this time, Bruno's loud voice came from the inner room: "Boy! Are my three hundred pairs of fleece socks ready?"

Ten minutes later, Zhao Wuji slumped in his chair, looked at the newly added "Official Authorization from Drizzt Do'Urden (forged version)" on the order book, and breathed a sigh of relief.

[System: The host's behavior constitutes fraud in law]

“Artistic processing! This is called IP linkage!”
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The good times didn't last long. On a snowy night, Zhao Wuji was awakened by a violent tremor. He leaned over to the window and saw the crater of the Kane Cone volcano in the distance erupting with a strange purple light.

"The Broken Demon Crystal has fully awakened."

According to the original novel, this meant that Akar Kessell was about to launch a general attack. Zhao Wuji immediately packed up all his property and prepared to flee - but was bumped into by Entreri who was blocking the door.

The killer played with the dagger: "I heard you can get information about Drizzt?"

Zhao Wuji's legs went limp: "You, you got the wrong person! I'm selling socks!"

Entreri picked up a "Special Glow-in-the-Dark" cape and raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

At the critical moment of life and death, Zhao Wuji suddenly had an idea: "Wait! I know Akar Kesse's weakness!"

The killer's eyes narrowed.

"His magic crystal is afraid of... afraid of dwarven singing!" Zhao Wuji said nonsense, "especially the ancestral war song of the Warhammer family!"

[System Red Alert: The host is seriously interfering with the main plot! The ultimate punishment is being prepared——]

Entreri suddenly laughed. "Interesting. Then you wouldn't mind going with me to Kelvin's Cairn to confront me face to face?"

When Zhao Wuji was carried onto the horse like a sack, he shouted to the night sky: "System! Help!"

[Punishment alternative plan activated: The host will obtain the "temporary protagonist halo", the price is——]

"What is it?"

[For the next month, every sentence you say will rhyme.]

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