Chapter 9: Instance Dungeon Quest Begins
The Stepstones, Cutthroat Isle, Pirate Hall
"Starting today, there will be no more slaves on Cutthroat Isle. Everyone here is a free person fighting for the gods. And these girls will become members of the rescue team. I will teach them knowledge to help the sick!"
Jon's voice echoed ceaselessly in the hall. Perhaps due to the system returning to normal, his voice was filled with excitement and surprise.
"So, there are some things I must tell everyone in advance!"
Considering potential future issues, Jon preemptively warned everyone.
"For those of you carrying bad habits, pay close attention. If you cannot control what is below your waist, I will let the sharks in the sea and Ghost keep it safe for you."
As Jon spoke these words, his gaze swept over the pirates and slave traders who had surrendered.
"These girls are now members of 'The Chainbreakers.' If anyone uses force, do not blame me for being impolite!"
Although it was currently impossible to determine if the class of Staff Caster would appear in the future system, as the ranks of 'The Chainbreakers' continuously expanded, medical and nursing personnel definitely needed to be arranged and equipped in advance.
During normal combat and training, soldiers were highly likely to be injured. Therefore, having a well-trained medical team was extremely necessary.
In light of this, Jon had to prepare in advance to ensure his troops had a sufficient number of medical staff.
These personnel not only needed basic first aid skills but also the ability to handle various battlefield injuries, including but not limited to trauma bandaging, emergency surgery, and relief for psychological trauma.
These female slaves, trained since childhood, were the best potential candidates for medical personnel. Jon now only needed to impart some corresponding knowledge, and they could quickly serve 'The Chainbreakers.'
The resources on Cutthroat Isle were relatively abundant, so Jon absolutely had to train them well during this period to make them a fighting force for him as soon as possible.
And for the warriors of 'The Chainbreakers,' Jon also needed to make advance arrangements and training. Archers, spearmen, and logistics personnel all needed to be arranged beforehand.
This was to avoid affecting the overall combat effectiveness of the troops later on, as 'The Chainbreakers' would be facing the pirates and slave traders who had dominated this sea area for many years.
Moreover, Jon also needed to quickly advance the professions of his trusted subordinates. The advancement of the four members of 'The Ring Guard Squad' and Garo also needed to be planned early, as only when his subordinates' strength increased could Jon control more domains.
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Cutthroat Isle, heart tree
This was a quiet forest located deep within Cutthroat Isle Main Island. As Jon walked into the forest, a strange sensation flooded his mind.
As Jon proceeded deeper, an ancient and mysterious great tree appeared before him. Its trunk was different from common trees, exhibiting a unique white color, a bright white like jade.
The tree trunk was thick and winding, and the most magical part was that in its center, there was a facial structure resembling a human face.
Against the backdrop of the trunk, this face was covered in the marks of time; those deep grooves seemed to recount ancient stories.
The tree's branches and leaves were lush, and the shape of the leaves was unique, resembling open, bloody palms. Every leaf looked like a carefully painted work of art.
Under the sunlight, these palm-shaped leaves shimmered with a faint red glow, appearing as crystal clear as dewdrops in the dawn.
The red leaves swayed gently in the light breeze, making a rustling sound, as if whispering some secret.
This great tree exuded a mysterious and ancient aura, making people unable to resist drawing closer to feel its magical power.
Around it, everything appeared so tranquil and harmonious, as if time had stopped here.
Its existence was like the soul of this forest, guarding this land and all living creatures inhabiting it.
"Lord Jon! This heart tree has existed since the pirates first landed here. Originally, those fellows intended to chop it down for lumber."
As Narsas spoke, his face showed reverence and piety; in his view, this incident was a symbol of the old gods manifesting themselves.
"It's just that, for some reason, no one brought up the matter again afterward."
"Mmm, I understand. You can stay here for a while."
At this moment, Jon still felt somewhat uneasy, as this was the first time since his rebirth that he was truly touching the heart tree.
The heart tree was the object of faith for the Children of the Forest and the holy sanctuary of the old gods in the minds of the Northmen. In the eyes of others, Jon had come here to pray to the heart tree.
But only Jon himself knew that what he was doing now was entirely required by the system, because this place was the medium through which the system issued instance dungeon quests.
Yes, ever since Jon was reborn, he had never thought about going to pray at the heart tree, but after yesterday's meeting ended, the system instructed him to come to the heart tree to complete a dungeon quest.
Although this island-taking operation brought Jon a large amount of Soul Energy, after equipping his five professional subordinates with weapons and vulneraries,
Jon was surprised to find that he had returned to square one yet again, and in a state where nothing was left.
"Thump..."
As a soft touch came under his feet, Jon entered the sphere of the heart tree's power, and as Jon entered, everything around him seemed to begin changing.
"Rustle..."
With a slight breeze blowing past, the leaves of the heart tree began to sway gently, as if welcoming Jon's arrival.
"Dungeon entry medium has appeared; the host can now enter the medium range."
Under the system's synthesized electronic voice instructions, Jon walked directly in front of the heart tree, looking at the weeping human face on the tree, Jon felt as if he was being spied upon.
At that moment, a white dot of light appeared in Jon's vision. Unlike the black item space or the system shop, this white dot of light seemed to possess life.
After receiving the system's instruction, Jon touched it, and upon his hand making contact with the light dot, an indescribably soft sensation simultaneously appeared in his perception.
Immediately, that strange sensation began to spread throughout Jon's body. The feeling was extremely comfortable, as if he were lying on a soft feather bed.
"Crack..."
"Rustle rustle..."
While Jon's soul was wandering far away, countless white roots surged out from beneath the ground around him. Their growth speed was incredibly fast, as if the fast-forward button had been pressed.
In no time, something resembling a throne appeared behind Jon, and as those roots made contact with his body, his body began to collapse uncontrollably.
The movements of these roots were very gentle, making it seem as if Jon had moved into the seat himself. As Jon'sat down,' the heart tree opposite him also gently swayed its leaves.
It looked as if they were performing some kind of silent dance, and soon, the sound of the wind and the rustling of the leaves formed strange rhythms.
In this rhythm, which resembled singing, Jon's soul left his body as slowly as a snail crawling.
"Dungeon mission initiating..."
"Mission One: 'The Watcher of The Wall'..."
"Mission Two: 'The Northern Wolf's Southern Patrol'..."
In his soul state, Jon's consciousness was somewhat hazy, and his thoughts were a bit slow, so it took him a long time to understand the information within the two orbs of light that appeared before him.
To be honest, Jon's golden finger system was not very easy to use; many functions manifested as orbs of light in the void. The item space and the system shop were like this, and now even this mission system was the same.
Except for Jon's attribute panel, which felt somewhat like a game, all the other functions looked like garbage games written by a novice programmer.
However, considering that this system constantly produced errors and unknown interference, Jon did not dwell too much on this issue, but instead focused on understanding the content of the dungeon missions he needed to undertake.
As time passed, Jon adapted to this feeling of his soul leaving his body and gained a general understanding of the information for the two dungeon missions.
The mission 'The Watcher of The Wall' required Jon to consolidate the Nights Watch legion and buy more time for the humans on the continent of Westeros.
The mission 'The Northern Wolf's Southern Patrol' required Jon to protect Eddard Stark, allowing him to survive and preventing the loss of Northern power in the southern power games.
From these two missions, it could be seen that the system was helping Jon fight the Others, which relieved some of the worries in Jon's heart.
While having a golden finger was good, the unknown always made people subconsciously fearful. After resolving this concern, Jon began to struggle over which mission to choose.
The initial rewards for both missions were very tempting: one was the ability to unseal Jon's Dragon Lord class, and the other was the ability to strengthen his Skinchanger class abilities.
"Damn it, which one should I choose? Forget it, I'll go to The Wall first. My cheap uncle should still be on his way to King's Landing. I hope he listens to advice and doesn't cause any unnecessary trouble."
After struggling for a long time, Jon decided to undertake the mission related to The Wall first because he had a vague feeling.
That is, the Dragon Lord class might be related to some special class in the game. If everything was indeed as he thought,
then awakening the Dragon Lord class first would definitely allow Jon to win ahead of the starting line.
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