After the players had a rough idea of the strategy, they continued the game.
Since Wu Hao had just died, he had to restart.
However, he quickly got past the dream sequence.
"You brat, all you do all day is fool around, just like your parents, only knowing how to wield swords and sabers, with no stability…"
After being scolded awake by Li Da Niang in his room, he was subjected to another long lecture.
Previously, Wu Hao had felt it had nothing to do with him, so he hadn't listened carefully at all.
But now that he had to fully immerse himself in the role of Li Xiaoyao, he naturally listened intently.
And true enough, Li Da Niang's words contained a lot of information about Li Xiaoyao's background.
For instance, Li Xiaoyao's parents were the famous 'Mandarin Duck Rogues' of the pugilistic world, but they had gone out to roam and hadn't returned for over ten years.
Li Xiaoyao had been raised from a young age by his aunt, Li Da Niang, in this Immortal Sword Inn.
So, at present, his identity was not that of a Sword Immortal or a sect leader; he was clearly just an ordinary errand boy working in the inn.
However, after listening carefully to all of this, Wu Hao felt a newfound familiarity and understanding towards Li Xiaoyao—that is, his current self—and towards Li Da Niang.
At this point, he heard Li Da Niang urging him again: "I say, you brat, what are you still dawdling for? Hurry up and clean the inn and tidy the rooms!"
In fact, every time Wu Hao or other players had started the game and reached this point before, most of them had chosen not to continue listening to Li Da Niang's words, feeling that doing chores was out of the question.
So they either chose to sneak out of the inn or to have a big argument with Li Da Niang and leave openly.
However, regardless of the method, the outcome after relations with Li Da Niang deteriorated was basically the same.
The plot could not continue, and they could choose to commit suicide and restart.
So, although Wu Hao was somewhat reluctant, he had no choice but to comply.
First, he went downstairs to clean the inn.
Then he went upstairs to tidy the guest rooms, but just as he finished tidying the first guest room, he found something on the bed.
[Plum Blossom Dart: An item left behind by a dart master who lodged here.]
This item wasn't particularly special, but it highlighted a unique aspect of this game.
In monster hunter, equipment and items mostly relied on crafting and alchemy; even good items couldn't be bought.
But in this game, it seemed that not only were there treasure chests to open in the wilderness, but one could also collect some equipment and items by searching everywhere.
Sure enough, as Wu Hao tidied and organized the other rooms, he found leather shoes, a leather hat, and a wooden sword.
Although not great equipment, having something was better than nothing.
Afterward, Wu Hao returned to his own room to look around.
He didn't find any other items, but he did discover Li Xiaoyao's, that is, his own, handwritten notes.
Most of what was written on it was about how a good man's ambition lies in all directions, how he must cultivate peerless martial arts in the future, roam the four seas, and become a powerful hero of his generation.
Seeing these words, Wu Hao nodded in agreement, and unknowingly, he developed a sense of identification.
The immersion immediately strengthened by a few points.
It wasn't until Wu Hao had finished all his chores, panting, and was just about to rest for a while, that he heard Li Da Niang's voice from downstairs: "Xiaoyao, hurry and help, we have guests!"
Wu Hao smiled bitterly and shook his head, having no choice but to go downstairs and attend to the guests…
…
At this moment, not far from Wu Hao, General Feng was also playing Immortal Sword.
He wasn't very good at playing initially.
Although he didn't participate in the players' discussion, he did overhear their conversation.
So, he slowly learned.
"Role-playing?"
"That's a bit interesting!"
At this point, he had also reached a similar part of the story as Wu Hao and many other players.
Three men in strange attire had arrived at the inn.
After seating the three guests in their rooms, he brought them food and wine.
However, it seemed the guests were not very satisfied with the wine, grumbling: "Take it away, take it away! We only drink strong liquor, not the kind women drink!"
General Feng said nothing and left the guest room with the wine.
However, he had no intention of returning the wine to Li Da Niang.
As soon as he got downstairs, he immediately took a few sips himself, but after drinking, he couldn't help but shake his head.
"My aunt is truly too stingy; this wine has a lot of water mixed in. No wonder those guests thought it tasted bland!"
Fortunately, General Feng was not particular about wine, good or bad, and was about to continue drinking.
"Wine, little brother, please, give me a sip of wine…"
Suddenly, a drunkard entered the inn entrance and, upon seeing the wine in his hand, began to beg for it.
At the same time, many other players also reached this point.
Although the wine in their hands was actually of no use to them, they thought of Li Da Niang's miserly nature.
If they gave the wine to this drunkard, it would likely make Li Da Niang angry again.
If they had to restart the game, it wouldn't be worth it.
So, thinking this, no matter how much the drunkard pleaded, most players, including Wu Hao, chose not to give him the wine and instead drove him away.
"I still have half a pot of wine here, it's yours!"
However, while others avoided him, General Feng felt a certain kinship with the drunkard.
Seeing that the other party was as fond of drinking as he was, he simply handed over the remaining wine.
"Gulp… gulp…"
The drunkard took the wine and gulped it down in two or three mouthfuls.
After drinking, he didn't forget to complain: "This watered-down wine of yours tastes truly awful!"
"Haha!"
General Feng, hearing this, couldn't help but laugh and say, "It's good enough that you have something to drink; you should be content!"
"That's true!"
The drunkard nodded: "Little brother, I drank your wine, and I have no money to give you. How about this, I can tell you're also someone who likes to practice martial arts and swordsmanship.
If you want to learn swordsmanship, I can teach you a few moves. Come find me at Shili Slope at the third watch tonight!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the drunkard's figure vanished in a flash, disappearing in an instant.
"Hmm?"
General Feng's expression had been nonchalant, but at this sight, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he became interested.
Although he was currently Li Xiaoyao and had no cultivation or strength, he still had keen eyesight.
Just based on the drunkard's vanishing skill, he was definitely not an ordinary person.
He had not expected this drunkard to be a master.
"This game is getting more and more interesting. I'll go take a look at Shili Slope then!"
Thinking this, General Feng continued playing the game.