I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse-Chapter 1284: Beauties

Although the two women were exceptionally beautiful, you weren’t very interested. Besides, everyone knows that appearances in the game can be adjusted — even Phoenix Sister could transform into Sister Zhiling.

"Sorry, I’ve gotten used to being a lone wolf." You smiled faintly.

"There are a thousand gold coins here. Take them first." The woman placed a large bag of gold coins on the table, then leaned her charming and mature face toward you, gently exhaling a sweet fragrance. "We need you."

You took a deep breath, looked her tightly in the eyes, and then slowly nodded.

At first, you hadn’t noticed, but as she moved closer, you couldn’t shake a feeling of familiarity.

She was likely one of your six wives, which was the main reason you agreed.

"Welcome to the Beauty Mercenary Group. I’m the leader, my name is Hongyan, a Level 25 Swordsman."

"I’m Red Ribbon, a Level 20 Mage." Red Ribbon, a cheerful and outgoing girl with a red ribbon tied in her hair, introduced herself.

"Red Moon, Level 20 Priest." Red Moon was more reserved. Just by looking at her appearance, you can tell her temperament. But for some reason, she looked at you with strange eyes—seemingly holding resentment and always keeping a wary eye on you.

"I’m Hongyan Rumeng. I don’t have a profession because I’m only Level 15 right now." Hongyan Rumeng said sweetly, flashing a radiant smile at you.

After the four ladies introduced themselves one by one, you smiled and nodded politely: "I’m Mu Yun, Level 32 Samurai. It’s a pleasure to meet you all, but before moving forward, may I ask you all a question?"

"We’ll be comrades from now on. No need to be so formal." Hongyan smiled warmly.

"Why did you seek me out? There are plenty of Level 30+ Samurai around."

Hongyan smiled faintly, her demeanor carrying the freshness of a spring breeze, and softly replied, "Because we need you, and that’s all there is to it."

You shrugged, picked up the bag of gold coins, and handed it back to Hongyan, saying, "Keep it safe for me. I’ll come to retrieve it within a week."

Hongyan was stunned for a moment, and then her alluring face blossomed into a smile that could captivate countless men. Taking the bag, her voice carried an enchanting warmth: "Your character is as admirable as your strength."

At that moment, the gentle voice of the system echoed in everyone’s ears: "Congratulations to the player Mu Yun for joining the Beauty Mercenary Group."

"You’re too kind; I’m merely an insignificant pawn," you paused and asked, "Does our mercenary group have any tasks currently?"

"Yes, I just accepted a B-level mission yesterday."

"B-level?" You said, surprised. "Are we capable of completing a B-level mission?"

"If you’re scared, don’t bother going." Red Moon said coldly.

"Red Moon." Hongyan shot her a look and then turned back to you apologetically, "Sorry, Red Moon tends to be shy with strangers. Spend a bit more time with her, and you’ll discover many of her virtues."

You shrugged again and asked, "B-level missions are usually quite challenging. What exactly is the mission?"

"It’s to rescue a little girl. The Little Princess of Roland City, Nansini, was kidnapped by a group of ferocious centaurs. Our task is to safely bring her home."

You furrowed your brow slightly, thinking aloud: "Centaurs are known to be communal creatures that live in large numbers. It’ll be difficult for just a few of us to complete the mission. Is this an open task? Can anyone accept it?"

Seeing Hongyan nod, you continued, "In that case, we’re bound to face plenty of competition. By the way, what’s the reward for the task?"

"Thirty thousand gold coins, plus the position of Deputy Captain in the Roland City Guard."

"An NPC recruiting players?"

Your tone suddenly heightened with surprise.

Nobody would’ve thought that NPCs, whose levels typically far exceed players, would recruit them—especially for such prominent roles like Deputy Captain of the City Guard.

"Currently, major changes have occurred across the Three Kingdoms continent. External creatures have invaded on a large scale, severely disrupting the original balance of the continent. The Three Kingdoms have all made preparations to raise armies, seeking opportunities to swallow up their rivals and achieve continental unification. As a neutral force, Roland City naturally needs to bolster its strength to avoid being trampled by the Three Kingdoms. Right now, players are their only viable source of power."

You nodded in understanding, and at that moment, the Wind Slasher in your hands suddenly emitted a clear hum. Moments later, a blue light slashed downward from behind—"Bang!"—the wooden table shattered instantly, revealing a glowing magical sword shimmering with radiant blue brilliance before everyone’s eyes.

"Mu Yun!" A burly man stood at the door, angrily glaring at you.

Weary, you glanced at him, sighed, and said, "Yun Xiao, could you stop bothering me already? This is the eighth time. Out of our eight duels, you’ve lost every single time. Don’t you understand the gap between us by now?"

"I won’t accept it! I won’t accept it! I’m the Third Young Master of the Yun Family; my grandfather would never allow me to lose to an insignificant commoner!"

Yun Xiao stomped over to you, pulled the magical sword out of the ground, and barked, "Come on, fight me again—one last time!"

You shook your head and finally said, "Alright, but after this, you must stop harassing me."

"Of course! A man’s word is his bond!"

"Let’s fight outside." You turned to leave but glanced back at Yun Xiao and said, "Same rules as always: You pay for the damaged furniture."

"Small change—it’s nothing."

Yun Xiao didn’t care one bit about the money. He casually tossed a small bag of gold coins onto the broken table and hurried after you, completely ignoring the Beauty Mercenary Group ladies nearby.

"Fight! Fight!"

"Place your bets! Place your bets!" Some quick-witted players immediately set up gambling stalls nearby.

"Hey, who’s fighting whom?" Someone asked.

"You don’t know? Of course, it’s the lone wolf Mu Yun against the Third Young Master of the Yun Family!"

"I know who Mu Yun is—he’s notorious for roaming the grasslands solo, like a lone wolf. But I’m not so familiar with the Yun Family’s Third Young Master. Who is he?"

"The Yun Family is one of Asia’s five great families, and the Third Young Master..."

"Amateur, step aside!" The stall owner hadn’t finished explaining when a burly man shoved the curious bystander aside, slamming a bag of gold coins onto the betting table. "I bet on Mu Yun to win!"

"You’re like grass under the soles, under my arms you fall! Who dares mess with me?"

The pushed bystander initially wanted to argue but hesitated when he saw the man’s muscular bull-like build and the gang of hooligans behind him. He crumbled like a frostbitten eggplant, utterly deflated.

"We’re betting on the Third Young Master to win," a group of extravagantly dressed Swordsmen approached the stall owner, placing a large bag of gold coins before him.

"Good, good, this is bound to be a spectacular match!" The stall owner could barely contain his excitement, his grin stretching ear to ear as saliva nearly dripped from his mouth.