She transmigrated and started different life

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Marcus stood there and looked at the beautifully arranged plate. "Nice. I'll keep this." With a flick of his finger, the plate was gone and Marcus disappeared as well making Cethin lose his composure.

"You old man, bring me back my plate! It's for Kendra, not for an old geezer like you!" His voice reverberated through silent space and he suddenly disappeared.

Kendra blinked, shrugged and continued to eat as absolutely nothing happened. The four girls closed their eyes and just shook their heads. 

Men are childish. Staying away from them is not a bad idea for now.

Zami rubbed her temple. "Troublesome. Never mind. After tasking let us go back and cultivate?" She stared at Kendra in the hope she would agree and so she did.

"Of course we will. You still have a long way ahead so do I. I didn't ask Molok how long will this task take us?" She sighed.

Rorry and Bess looked at each other in understanding. She accepted but had no idea. "Actually, this is a chain quest. Five groups do five lower tasks and then go to a higher task together. This is the last group task where the group can add additional helpers, but with this group, the last task can proceed. No other can join in."

Kendra played games in her past life from time to time. So she was aware of such things. Is this game world, parallel universe? What is this place actually? 

"But Kendra, we are lucky to be invited to this task. It's a rare task as the Door to the Icy Fields open only once a year. No wonder Molok invited you." Gloria smiled at her brightly. She could feel that Kendra's powers rose quite a bit. 

With a sigh, Kendra smiled. "I guess I have quite luck. But none of you ever answered. How long are we going to the task?" 

Usually, after one task you have a break, but she had that premonition that nothing is simple. 

"Actually..." Rorry smiled at her. "...as soon we finish the task, we are transported to the last task together with the rest of the groups."

Kendra flatly looked at her so he smiled brightly. "Both tasks will take us two weeks if we are lucky, maybe longer if we get stupid companions that get in trouble."

"Do you know the number of people joining the task?" Kendra started thinking about it.

"It should he altogether around a hundred." Even tho they are a lot, they are low-level cultivators. So it will take them a long time to fight all those creatures.

Kendra felt unsettled. "Do we have to kill?"

Bes hit her head. "You never did a task?" She saw her shaking her head. "That place produces an array that shows mystical creatures. They are not real. After you finish off a certain amount of creatures, the array is broken. There are ten arrays. Each stronger than others. As we are low-level cultivators, we might be able to pass the first two and hope to get third. But, only a group of cultivators over the fifth level succeeded over the sixth array but never the seventh and no one ever won the tenth array. Don't worry, we are not killing real creatures. But, there are the outside tasks, like the one in Giants valley where we can hunt animals or search for spirit fruits or Death Valley." 

Kendra could see their ugly expression as they mentioned Death Valley. "What is it?"

"That is a place where people fight until death. You can leave if you finish certain tasks. Or answer crazy riddles. Some people go there as there is good stuff to be found. From special herbs to weapons and special potions. But only the strongest go there. Never mind." Grace was pale as she explained.

Kendra could see on their faces that the story is not as simple as they explained. After finishing the task she should check the library. 

Hm, two weeks, a hundred people. Maybe I can earn some money? She started making calculations. 

They saw her in deep thought and assumed she was worried. But then a small smile appeared on her face. "I think that boy did one good thing. Even tho rumors usually are bad, but in this case, they are good. I have an idea. I will be right back."

Zami suddenly had a strange feeling while looking at her rushing towards the kitchen. "Why do I feel she plans something mischievous?"

Bess glanced at her and then smiled. "Not mischievous... She plans as it seems to make people pay good money for something only she can give them. Good. We should think of ways as well." 

She grudgingly looked at people in the surroundings and knew most of them will join the task with their group or with the other groups. It seems Kendra knew it as well. So she will make them pay. 

Bess smiled brightly at the three girls. "I'll explain later. Or Kendra will. Trust me, whatever she plans, she will include us. We must punish those presumptions people."

All four girls looked at each other and smiled. Not mentioning this anymore they sat there and chatted about daily things and their cultivations. They waited for Kendra to be back.

Of course, some people couldn't stand still and came to them as soon Kendra was gone.

A man in his late twenties and two women that devoutly followed him arrived at their table. "You girls look like you might need help. I was thinking about offering help in the next few weeks. You four must feel grateful to me, right?"

Rorry looked at him as if his brain was fried. "No."

That simple 'No' and they dignified expressions made him angry. "I am a strong man and already broke through the third boundary. I'm sure you four will need my help on Icy Planes."

This time was all four simultaneously spoke. "No."

Everyone in the room became silent. A pretty woman graciously walked towards them and then bowed respectfully towards the man. "Senior, they are foolish creatures. Why bother? Come, sit with us."

He turned his head and saw two more women sitting by the table and smiling at him and then accepted with a smile. "Good."

He glanced one more time towards the four and snorted. "Not knowing what is good for you. Tsk." And left.

The four shook their heads. Men like him are so many. And they have to work as a group anyway.

Fawning him?

What for?

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