The fake prince was exposed at the beginning, and I took office as emperor on the spot

Chapter 6 Three Things

"Huh...huh..."

The old man lying crookedly in the boat showed no intention of waking up. He was snoring softly and was sleeping soundly.

Judging from his appearance, the old man should be around seventy or eighty years old.

His gray hair was sparsely tied up, and his scalp covered with age spots was visible at a glance. He was wearing a coarse cloth shorts and calf-nose trousers commonly worn by fishermen, and his shriveled body was almost skinny.

The two exposed dark arms had texture like dried meat strips, twisted together.

In the cabin, there were straw raincoats, hatchets, dried fish hanging, a small stove next to it, and a few scattered broken cups and bowls.

No matter how you look at it, he's just an old man who makes a living by fishing.

Seeing that the other party is ignoring you.

Gu Fangchen was not in a hurry. He rolled up the curtain and sat down at the bow of the boat.

He picked up a freshly dried fish very skillfully, tore off a piece and started chewing it as a snack.

Go, go, go.

Old man Ding's eyebrows twitched, and there seemed to be a sound of teeth grinding.

Gu Fangchen ate with gusto.

Old man Ding is an expert at drying fish. In the game, this is a purple-quality delicacy that can be used to bribe many NPCs.

The quality of items in the game is divided into nine levels: gray, white, green, blue, purple, gold, orange, red, and color.

For food items, the highest quality is gold.

He has always been curious about how delicious this dried fish must be to turn purple?

I finally got to eat it today.

Even with the taste buds of a modern person like Gu Fangchen, who is accustomed to technology and hard work, he can give it a good evaluation.

Gu Fangchen smacked his lips, it still tasted a bit salty.

He held the dried fish in his mouth, reached out to set up the small stove, broke off some branches from outside, and scooped some lake water with a broken bowl.

He also accurately found a fire starter from among the various sundries in the boat.

The water boiled naturally.

Gumbling.

The veins on Old Man Ding’s forehead bulged and his eyelids twitched wildly.

Whose ship is this?
Why does this guy seem to be more familiar with his home than he is?
He often threw the tinder around, and every now and then he couldn't find it and had to search for it for a long time.

This strange guy is so accurate in his searches!

Old Man Ding couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. Could it be that someone could evade his perception and monitor him?

No, it's impossible.

Not to mention whether someone with higher cultivation than him would come to monitor him personally.

At least the guy in front of me definitely has no cultivation at all.

After a while, Gu Fangchen hurriedly put out the fire, poured the boiled water into a bowl, and waited for the night breeze to cool the water.

He was not idle during this period.

He picked up a stone, tossed it, and then threw it out, playing skipping stones.

clap clap clap...

Old Man Ding listened to the sound of stones jumping on the water, his chest heaving, his breathing heavy, and finally his fists clenched.

A pair of sinister eyes filled with murderous intent suddenly opened.

In the darkness, a cold light suddenly appeared.

He is just old, not dead.

Surprisingly, one day, even a little kid dared to ride on his head and shit there!

So what if he is the Prince of Zhenbei?

Even if the King of Zhenbei comes in person, he must be treated with utmost respect!

Gu Fangchen seemed unaware of anything and continued to throw stones casually.

clap clap clap...

Old Man Ding had already sat up, like a skeleton without any flesh, staring at him coldly in the darkness.

Gu Fangchen suddenly turned around and said:

"Killing me is easy."

"Not only do I have no cultivation, I also have three rare and incurable poisons. You don't need to do anything. I probably won't live past the age of twenty-four."

Old Man Ding weighed the hatchet in his hand, chuckled, and said indifferently:

"Is this why you came to me to seek death?"

Gu Fangchen shook his head:
"I'm not here to die. On the contrary, I'm here to survive." Old man Ding's eyes swept over the dried fish that looked like it had been chewed by a dog, the blackened stove, and the rippling lake surface, his face expressionless.

"Is this your means of survival?"

Gu Fangchen spread his hands:
"Don't you think it's a coincidence?"

He looked into Old Man Ding's eyes and looked straight at him:
"The three things that Martial Saint Ding Xingfeng hates most in his life—"

"Taking things without asking for them is a waste of natural resources and brings disaster to the innocent."

Old Man Ding was silent for a moment, then slowly said:
"It seems that you know me very well, even better than I know myself."

Gu Fangchen did not deny his misunderstanding of "you".

Or rather, he did it on purpose.

If you want to justify your behavior, the best way is to borrow the name of the hidden immortal sect where the protagonist of the game belongs.

When he heard Ding Xingfeng's words, he knew that it was stable.

This old man is a high-level hidden NPC in the White Horse Temple.

He is also one of the highest-level neutral NPCs in the entire game, and his background is terrifyingly powerful.

It was none other than Ding Xingfeng, one of the seven second-rank masters of the Wei Dynasty, the "Invincible Martial Saint"!

Of course, it is extremely difficult to increase the favorability of this stubborn old man in order to accept tasks and get rewards.

Almost all players are stuck at the first step.

That is, how to "trigger a conversation".

Everyone knows that there is a hidden NPC next to the White Horse Temple, but no matter how you talk to him.

He would just reply “…”

If a genius hadn't obtained key information, who the hell would have known that the only way to trigger a conversation was to do three things that Ding Xingfeng hated the most in one go!
If you don't reduce his favorability to negative first, he won't even pay attention to you.

It's simply counterintuitive and anti-human.

After the player does these three things, he has an 80% chance of killing the player directly, and a 20% chance of starting a conversation...

So generally speaking, if you want to trigger the dialogue process, you must first ensure that you can withstand the sword of the Martial Saint and survive.

Gu Fangchen is enjoying the good fortune of the country at the moment, so he dares to do this boldly.

As long as Ding Xingfeng is willing to stand up and speak, everything will be easy.

Gu Fangchen looked up at the sky, pretending to be mysterious, and said in a very deep voice:

"There are always some people in this world who can easily control the fate of everyone under the sky."

The skinny old man opposite sneered:
"Haha, just you? Is your dantian, which is like a pool of mud, your life or your body, which is full of poison, your luck?"

Gu Fangchen: “…”

This old man still has such a sharp tongue.

He pretended not to hear and played with the stones in his hand:
"Then let's make a bet."

Ding Xingfeng grinned, his expression somewhat sinister, a hint of personal vendetta, as he toyed with the hatchet in his hand:

"Since you know who I am, what do you think qualifies you to bet with me? I'm not interested in your bullshit luck, but I'm very interested in killing you."

Gu Fangchen also laughed:

"In fact, I have already put the three things that the Martial Saint hates the most into the letter stone and handed it to the people of the Eye Heavenly Division."

"As long as I die, the restriction on the letter stone will be lifted."

Ding Xingfeng: “…”

"Oh, I think I wrote it wrong. I wrote it as the conditions for the Martial Saint to accept a disciple, and I also included the address..."

"What are you gambling?"

"Let's bet on the number of times we skip stones next time."

Ding Xingfeng suddenly felt bored:
"What's the stakes here?"

Gu Fangchen's eyes were calm as he handed the stone over.

"You throw it."

Ding Xingfeng's expression froze. He turned his head and his eyes changed in an instant when he looked at Gu Fangchen.

Incredible.

It's like looking at a complete fool.

Gu Fangchen continued:
"I say a number, and then you throw it."

"If the number of times you throw matches what I said, you win."

He smiled brightly:

"Otherwise, I win."

(End of this chapter)