From Resident Evil to becoming a gacha god

Chapter 98 The user you are calling is not in service!

Xiao Miao was unconcerned when she realized that the favorability rating had dropped to a negative number: "Indeed, we meet again."

"Xiao Lai, bring the tea."

"Yes, Master."

At Qian Kai's instruction, the young man, Qian Lai, served two cups of coarse tea, then covered his face with his hand and hurried upstairs.

Xiao Miao didn't mince words and went straight to the point: "Master Qian, do you think it's possible for me to become a disciple of Maoshan?"

Although he thought it was unlikely, he still wanted to ask, just in case he saw a ghost.

As the saying goes, having more friends means having more paths to take; and once you enter Maoshan, there are paths both in heaven and on earth.

Maoshan is a legitimate and righteous sect with many powerful disciples. They have connections both above and below, so it goes without saying that they can achieve enlightenment and ascend to immortality. Even if they perish during their cultivation, their sect can find them after reincarnation.

If you don't want to be reincarnated, you can cultivate as a ghost immortal in the underworld. Getting a minor official position is not bad either. That's the advantage of being in a major sect!

The system panel has already registered me with this world's origin. Theoretically, joining Maoshan shouldn't be a problem, as long as the patriarch from the upper realm agrees...

Master Qian frowned: "Maoshan does not accept those who come with prior skills as disciples."

"Master, you've misunderstood." Xiao Miao's eyes were sincere: "All my skills are self-taught; I have no teacher."

Master Qian was taken aback, then shook his head again: "That won't work either, I..."

"Smack!"

Xiao Miao slammed a hundred-tael silver note on the table, instantly silencing the latter half of Master Qian's words.

Qian Zhenren was greedy and had a heart full of money. Xiao Miao understood his personality and was prepared for this.

"What do you mean by this? I am a true disciple of Maoshan. Are you trying to humiliate me with money?" Master Qian decided to put on an act.

Xiao Miao smiled and took out a hundred-tael silver note: "There's no humiliation involved. Your reputation as Master Qian is well-known. I'm just doing my job for the money."

Master Qian's eyes darted around, and he revealed a troubled expression: "That's exorcising demons and monsters, so I should charge some money for my hard work. Otherwise, where would I get the money to buy ink, cinnabar, and glutinous rice? Where would I get the money to set up an altar for the ritual? But taking on disciples is different!"

"No, no, no, Master Qian, you've misunderstood." Xiao Miao hurriedly interrupted Master Qian, "I don't want to become your disciple, I want to join Maoshan, please introduce me."

Qian Kaide was a disgrace, and Xiao Miao could not possibly accept such a person as his master.

Master Qian spread his hands: "That would be even more difficult. Moreover, to become a disciple of Maoshan, one needs the consent of the elders in the upper realm of the sect, and communicate with them to hold an altar and perform rituals. This would be very costly and would also damage my mental state. In short, it's difficult! Difficult! Difficult!"

Xiao Miao leaned forward slightly: "What does the Master mean?"

"It costs more!" Master Qian said slowly.

Xiao Miao shrugged indifferently. His money was basically like a windfall, so he naturally spent it lavishly.

However, he wasn't completely ignorant. Based on current prices, one tael of silver was equivalent to 1.4 Yuan Shikai silver dollars, which is one dollar and forty cents. One dollar could buy 30 catties of rice or 100 catties of millet!

He pulled out another hundred-tael silver note and placed it on the table: "That's all. If it's not good enough, then forget it. Besides, I have one additional condition."

"What are the conditions?"

"I've heard that the master comes from the Maoshan spirit-summoning lineage. I wonder if I could have the chance to see for myself."

"No problem, absolutely no problem!" True Master Qian lived up to his nickname of "money-grubbing," his eyes shining as he grabbed the silver note in a flash, glanced at it to confirm it was real, and hurriedly stuffed it into his pocket.

He's only good at summoning gods; that's what he excels at.

Xiao Miao was taken aback. Master Qian's hand speed was extremely fast, even leaving afterimages. With his current reaction speed, he couldn't see it clearly at all.

People from Maoshan cultivate both their magic and their bodies. Putting aside their Taoist arts and supernatural powers, Master Qian is at least a martial arts master.

"Hahaha, young friend, please wait a moment. I will start the ritual now. May I ask my master for guidance?" Master Qian laughed heartily, and his favorability towards Xiao Miao even increased to level 2.

In reality, the process of accepting disciples at Maoshan is very complicated and cautious. Sometimes, the disciples are closer than sons, and the master's responsibility is heavier than that of a father.

Qian Kai readily agreed, because he had no intention of doing things seriously. He would simply set up an altar, perform a ritual to invite a wisp of his master's spirit down for a chat, and offer generous tributes. 300 taels would be easily in his hands.

Xiao Miao's purpose was not simple either. He wanted to join Maoshan if he could, but it didn't matter if he couldn't. He wanted to see if the Maoshan immortals could trigger the fate dice.

If I could, that would be awesome.

Having Qian Zhenren perform the ritual of summoning gods serves the same purpose. The battle between the gods in the movie is a major highlight, with powerful figures such as Red Boy, Arhat Subduing Dragon, Sun Wukong, and Lü Dongbin taking turns to fight. It's quite reasonable for them to trigger the fate dice.

Master Qian was preparing for a ritual on the first floor of the Taoist temple. He asked his apprentices, Qian Lai and Xiao Ying, to go out and buy offerings. He didn't give them any money, only telling them to figure it out themselves.

The solution naturally fell to Xiaoying.

Xiao Miao shook his head inwardly. Qian Kai was a real miser, not giving a penny away. Once the money was in his pocket, there was no going back.

However, Qian Kai repeatedly committed evil deeds for money, allowing his apprentice to keep beautiful corpses and even indulging in lewd pleasures with them. He accepted money to do things without asking questions or investigating the facts. His moral character was flawed, and he would be punished sooner or later.

Soon, the Qian couple returned home laden with offerings and necessary supplies.

The altar was set up, the ceremony began, and Master Qian, holding a peach wood sword, performed a set of sword techniques while chanting incantations.

At a certain moment, Qian Zhenren's figure suddenly froze, and a blue light suddenly appeared above his head, then instantly turned back and disappeared.

The next second, Qian Zhenren was struck as if by a heavy blow, and collapsed to the ground.

"master!"

"Godfather!"

The Qian couple immediately stepped forward to help him up. They seemed not to see the blue light and assumed that the ceremony had failed.

Xiao Miao blinked. The blue light was moving very fast, but in the instant it reached its end and turned back, he still saw the true nature of the light.

That was a die of fate!

The ritual just now was actually successful. A wisp of the Maoshan Immortal Master's soul descended, and after reaching a certain range, Xiao Miao's talent was triggered, and he saw the fate dice.

Unfortunately, for some reason, the other party suddenly ran away, leaving so fast that Xiao Miao didn't have time to react.

Could it be that he has realized his own talent?

Just then!

boom!

Suddenly, the plate holding the offerings on the altar exploded, and a pig's head flew up and hit Qian Zhenren squarely on the head.

"Ouch! My head!" Qian Zhenren cried out in pain, clutching his head and wincing. He was completely bewildered by the series of changes that had occurred.

"Master Qian, did the ritual fail? It's alright, practice makes perfect!" Xiao Miao kindly comforted him.

Master Qian's face flushed red: "This... perhaps it's because I haven't returned to my sect for so long, and my elders have complained a bit. It's alright, I'm most skilled at the ritual of summoning spirits, I absolutely won't fail!"

At the same time, Master Qian was secretly furious and harbored resentment towards his elders.

Although he was a bit of a scoundrel, a bit greedy, didn't follow the sect's rules, even defiled his disciple's wife, and caused the deaths of many innocent people... Master Qian knew he was a good person!

I have a heart of gold!

Besides, that's just how the world is; you can only live a more comfortable life by abandoning morality.

His junior brother, Master Xu, strictly adhered to the sect's rules and regulations and was upright and incorruptible. Yet, to this day, he is still destitute and cannot even afford a new Taoist robe!

Under Qian Kai's command, Qian Lai and Xiao Ying quickly set up the altar for inviting the gods. The ceremony was ready and about to begin when a soft sound suddenly came from the back of the hall.

Master Qian, preoccupied with his hand seals, had no time to attend to anything else and directed Qian Lai to check the situation in the back room.

Qian Lai left in a hurry, then returned in a hurry: "Master, the ancestral tablet has fallen over."

"Did you help him up?"

"They helped him up."

"Then come and stand properly!"

Qian Lai dared not resist and stood obediently. Master Qian made a hand seal, then picked up the paper figure in the shape of Red Boy and placed it in front of his forehead, chanting scriptures.

Suddenly a strong wind arose, and then...

Nothing happened.

"what?"

Master Qian refused to believe in superstition and tried the same trick again with the paper figure of the Monkey King, but nothing happened.

The user you are trying to reach is not in service area!

Xiao Miao sensed something was wrong and slowly retreated from the dojo. Master Qian was a professional at summoning spirits, and he could perform the summoning spell in movies with ease. There was no reason for him to fail repeatedly.

The only explanation is that the three immortals, including Red Boy, sensed something was wrong and refused to appear, while Master Qian was still unaware and repeatedly asked them if they were coming...

As Xiao Miao expected, the next second a white streak of light crashed down, piercing through the roof and striking the altar.

The altar shattered into pieces, and Master Qian suffered a backlash, flying backward. Offerings and shards of bowls and plates scattered throughout the hall.

Qian Zhenren flew out of the gate and crashed heavily at Xiao Miao's feet.

Xiao Miao looked down with concern: "Master Qian, are you alright?"

"puff!"

Master Qian spat out a mouthful of blood, propped himself up, and stared blankly at the shattered altar, unable to understand what had happened.

"This shouldn't be happening! We've already given the offerings, and they're taking the money without doing anything! How outrageous!"

Xiao Miao:

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You didn't mention the word "please, God" at all, did you?

Guanyin Bodhisattva is quite skilled; Red Boy was too lenient. He should have just chopped the money in half.

Xiao Miao knew what was going on in his own family, but Qian Kai was completely unaware, and collapsed to the ground, lost in a state of existential doubt.

Qian Lai and Xiao Ying tidied up the lobby, brought down benches from upstairs, and helped Qian Kai sit down.

Xiao Miao didn't leave, but frowned and asked, "Master Qian, you haven't accomplished either of the two things. What do you suggest we do?"

"This..." Master Qian came back to his senses, his eyes darting around.

A refund? Absolutely not!

"How about this..."

Before Qian Kai could respond, Xiao Miao continued, "It doesn't matter whether I become a Maoshan disciple or not, as long as you teach me some Taoist techniques, that's fine. Consider it 300 taels for the books."

"No, no, absolutely not!" This time, Qian Kai didn't ask for money, shaking his head vigorously: "Unauthorized transmission of sect secret techniques is a serious crime, absolutely not."

"Then I'll refund your money."

"Hiss, no... how about this?" Qian Kai rolled his eyes and pulled out a booklet from his pocket: "This book, 'Maoshan Sword Manual,' contains basic spells that all novice disciples will learn. You can take it."

Xiao Miao took the booklet and continued looking at Qian Kai: "Anything else?"

"That's all, nothing else will do! If you're still not satisfied..." Qian Kai closed his eyes in anguish and pulled out a silver note from his pocket: "Then give me a refund."

It seems that this really won't work.

Xiao Miao nodded, put away the booklet, and got up to leave: "That's all for today. Master Qian, get some rest. We'll meet again someday."

First, find a place to stay. There's plenty of time. If all else fails, spend money to increase favorability and get real character cards.

I also need to make time to visit Gedatou and Yege.

With a tight schedule and heavy workload, Xiao Miao had her schedule packed full.

The next day, Xiao Miao tried to enter the Witch's Tower but failed. He then rented a carriage and went to the largest temple in the vicinity.

At the temple entrance, two monks blocked Xiao Miao's way.

"Please leave, benefactor. The abbot says you have no affinity with Buddhism."

Xiao Miao: —

We were destined to meet but not to be together; how could I not know that?