I have an Apocalypse City

Now that he had the chance to repair it, Song Jian would definitely seize it;

“Hacus, you’re not honest at all. As a quest reward, why not give me a brand new set? Giving me a used set is forgivable, but it’s even about to become scrap metal…” Song Jian complained.

“Hehe, do you think I don’t want to repair it? You should know that it has accompanied me for decades. If it were not for it, I would have died without even leaving a corpse behind.” Hacus said with a bitter smile.

“Enough, enough, tell me who can repair this set of equipment, I want to fix it as fast as possible,” Song Jian remarked.

Although this set of equipment requires a level 30 to be worn, Song Jian levelled up quickly. It wouldn’t take long for him to wear it if he focused on leveling up.

Once the equipment is repaired, and he reaches level 30, he can put on the epic-level Golden Ant King Ancestor Set and ride the Black Dragon mount. By then, challenging first-rank Combat Power would be much easier. If he can reach this goal, Song Jian would undoubtedly be the number one player in the game.

“Go to the tent at the far left of the circus, the one embroidered with a burning rose. Look for a girl named Betty there, and tell her that old Hacus sent you,” Hacus said, shaking his head.

Hacus touched the side of the metal box, and the whole box closed up again.

“Alright, leave it to me.” Song Jian put the equipment box into his inventory and couldn’t wait to leave Hacus’s tent.

Far away, Yuan Peilong watched in surprise as Song Jian walked out of Hacus’s tent, mumbling: “I didn’t, didn’t expect, he, he actually knows, knows the head of the circus…”

Song Jian quickly found the tent embroidered with the burning rose. At that moment, a red-haired girl was practicing throwing knives at a wooden target five meters away in front of the tent.

This girl looked only seventeen or eighteen, she was quite short but had a great figure. She wore a tight leather armor on her upper body, revealing her shoulders and arms, a battle skirt on her lower body, engraved with glimmering metal protective plates. Moving inward, she was wearing a loincloth, with tall boots on her feet;

She wore a belt round her slim waist, crammed with throwing knives, and in her hand, she held four or five more knives;

There was a black cloth covering her eyes, and she was throwing the knives solely by perceptual ability.

However, she was extremely accurate with her throwing knives; all the knives stuck deep into the center of the target, and together, they made the pattern of a blooming rose;

Song Jian waited quietly by her side, waited until all her throwing knives were stuck in the target’s heart, waited till she took off the black cloth from her eyes, and then walked up to her and said, “Hello, my name is Song Jian, Hacus asked me to find you. He said you could help me repair this equipment…”

Song Jian took out the equipment box and placed it on the ground;

Betty raised her eyebrows, her gaze fell first on the equipment box, then on Song Jian. A meaningful smile appeared on her face as she whispered: “I didn’t expect that old man to actually give you this equipment set…”

When she finished speaking, Betty walked towards the wooden target and pulled out the throwing knives, slipping them back into her belt;

“Indeed, I can repair this set. But why should I help you?” Betty looked Song Jian up and down, a proud look on her face.

“What do I need to offer to earn your assistance?” Song Jian asked with a smile;

“If that old man gave this set to you, it seems that he values you greatly…” Betty stroked her smooth chin thoughtfully, and mumbled to herself, “That old man’s vision is usually accurate. Could this guy really have something special about him?”

After hesitating for a moment, Betty revealed a mischievous smile as she stared at Song Jian, making him uncomfortable.

“Well, if you help me practice my knife-throwing skills for a while, I promise to help you fix this set,” Betty said cheerfully.

“Is it that simple?” Song Jian became suspicious. The equipment had never been repaired during Hacus’s time. If it’s really so simple to fix, why didn’t Hacus do it himself?

“It’s just that simple,” Betty affirmed, nodding her head.

“Okay, I’ll do it,” Song Jian hesitated for a moment, but eventually agreed.

“Great.” Betty giggled, pulling Song Jian in front of the wooden target and saying, “First of all, I will tie you to this wooden target, then I will stand at a distance and throw knives. The knives will stick precisely at your surroundings…”

“You saw my knife-throwing skills just now; it’s very precise. I’ll absolutely not hit you…” Betty said seriously.

When Song Jian heard that they planned to rope him to the wood target, he immediately knew what Betty intended to do. It startled him, and he carefully looked at Betty twice.

“Level 30, first-rank battle power…” Song Jian was speechless for a moment. He didn’t expect that this petite girl before him would be so strong.

“You really won’t hit me?” Song Jian asked.

“I promise, I absolutely won’t!” Betty said quickly, her face serious. But the teasing look in her eyes didn’t escape Song Jian’s notice.

Song Jian looked at the wooden target, then at Betty, hesitating for a long time before he slowly nodded.

“Great, this will be my grand finale as ‘Betty the One-Blade Piercing Heart Throwing Knife’. She cheered, and dragged Song Jian to the wooden target where she bound his hands and feet in a ‘big’ shape.

“With my strength, even if she stabs me a couple of times, she can’t kill me instantly. Plus, I also have a shield skill, as well as the Morphing into Dark Cloud ability. As long as she doesn’t kill me instantly, this task is only thrilling but not dangerous,” Song Jian thought to himself.

Betty walked to a place five meters away from the wooden target and was about to throw a knife when she suddenly stopped. She seemingly remembered something.

Then, Song Jian saw Betty continue to backtrack until she was eight meters away from the wooden target. Betty stopped and nodded to herself.

“Good, this time, I’m going to challenge an eight-meter throwing knife skill. Let’s do it!” Betty cheered for herself;

Swish~

Before Song Jian had time to react, a shining blade was already lodged into the wooden target near his temple. The blade of the knife was less than three centimeters from his eye, he could even feel a slight chill coming from the knife;

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A damage number popped up from Song Jian’s head. Feeling the blood slowly dripping from his brow, Song Jian suddenly had a bad feeling.

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