Treasure-hunting: Into the Unknown

Zachary left the Living-dead Tomb and returned to the system. When day broke, he went back to the Tiger Bamboo Forest. It was still early, and everyone else seemed to be busy cultivating, so he didn't disturb them. Since he couldn't enter the system again, he hung a hammock on a couple of the bamboo trees and closed his eyes to rest as he waited.

Just as Zachary was about to doze off, he felt a sudden aura appear. A strange fragrance filled the air soon after. His eyes shot open only to land on a delicate figure hanging onto the bamboo tree above him. She stared at him as her hands crossed over her chest.

"Beautiful lady, are you staring at me while I was sleeping?" Zachary asked as he calmly got up and looked back at the woman hanging upside down on the tree. He noticed that she looked quite exotic. She was tanned and was very well built. Even though her physique was rather masculine, she was both enchanting and fascinating. Her tight purple outfit revealed her slim figure. She was a wonderful work of art.

As he studied her, the woman dropped down in front of Zachary. She folded her arms across her chest and asked, "Are you the attendant for the Devil Kingdom warriors?"

"Attendant?" Zachary echoed in confusion. Did he look like a humble attendant? The comment made him look down at himself. He realized he was dressed in shabby clothes and looked quite a fright. No wonder she thought he was an attendant. Thankfully, he could hide his true strength from other warriors. That way, unless he actively used his power, others would think him weak.

"Yes, I'm their attendant. They are all cultivating their powers at the moment. May I know your name, please?" Zachary asked. He decided not to let her know his true identity for the time being.

"My name is Linda," the woman replied immediately.

"Oh, Linda. I heard of several beautiful warriors at the Imperial Level in Crane College when I arrived. They mentioned Linda as one of them. I'm so lucky to be able to see you with my own eyes. I must admit that you really live up to your reputation," Zachary praised in admiration, quickly putting on an act.

"You are such a sweet talker, but men with sweet mouths all happen to be bastards," Linda said with a meaningful look as she looked Zachary over. Such behavior always made her feel sick.

"I'm no one. Surely you don't think I can deceive girls, especially an excellent warrior like you. It would go beyond my imagination to even try t

thing worth collecting, I'll tell you where he is now." In reality, he did not mean to collect anything from Linda. He only wanted to make things difficult for her so she would give up.

"Something worth collecting? What do you want?" Linda asked frankly as she stared at him with her beautiful eyes.

"Well, something of yours perhaps," Zachary said with a snicker, trying to make her leave and stop questioning him.

"Something that belongs to me?" Linda was taken aback for a moment but then smiled knowingly. "I know men are nasty creatures. But I don't care right now. Wait a second." With that, she turned around so that he was facing her back.

Zachary saw some shifting beneath Linda's clothes. Soon, she turned around again with a brassiere in her hand.

"How about this? It should be enough," she said as she threw it at Zachary's face.

Zachary caught it with ease and immediately felt a tempting smell waft to his nose, making him restless. He sighed inwardly, 'This woman is too reckless. She gave me her brassiere without hesitation or any shyness. I have underestimated her!'

"Now, tell me, where is Harley?" Linda demanded.

"He must have gone out for some morning exercise. He's probably nearby. I think since you're at the Imperial Level, you will be able to come across him quickly," Zachary answered after some time.

"Okay, thank you!" Linda didn't wait after that and walked away.

"I didn't expect such a wild woman to target me as soon as I arrived. It appears that life here will be a bit more fire than I had thought it would be," Zachary murmured and laughed as he stared at the brassiere in his hand.