Bored Gamer in Other World

"I will take all of these jobs, Master Yin Ling." Clark said and lent the papers and requests he got from the mission board. It was thick and absurd to say the least.

"Don't tell me that you're about to run away from the sect, Ye Ming. This much task would take anyone years to finish." Master Yin Ling humored the talented inner disciple.

Our bored gamer's actions also took the notice of many other disciples in the scene.

"It's bad to bite off more than you can chew, Brother Ye Ming."

"This must be a part of a convoluted joke. HAHAHA!"

"I will eat one whole table if Ye Ming could finish creating all those pills in one year!"

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There were naysayers around but Clark merely ignored them all. He chose to reply to Master Yin Ling instead. This was the only person that mattered inside this Mission Hall.

"I am not kidding, Master Yin Ling. I recently had a breakthrough and could easily create pills that are way above my tier. This is of course not without reason.

That mysterious Senior who helped me escape from the Tomb Stone Cult has imparted on me a gift." Our bored gamer's voice was deliberately lowered upon saying the last sentence.

"What?!" Alas, Master Yin Ling could not hold his surprise upon what he heard.

It did not need telling that that mysterious Senior who saved our bored gamer was a hot topic in the last weeks.

Everyone wanted to know his identity and perhaps get a chance to hug his thick thigh.

One should know that the disciples of the Tomb Stone Cult were not just stupid cabbages found everywhere on the road.

They were brutal in their means and were absolutely domineering in this part of the world.

"Okay then, Ye Ming. I will trust your words this time but... if you fail to deliver on your promise, you better return all the alchemy materials that you will get today."

Master Yin Ling gave our good gamer the benefit of the doubt.

After all, common sense definitely did not apply to reclusive Seniors like the one in the mouth of our very own protagonist.

He could only hope that our avid gamer was telling the truth and this was not a mere scam to whatever cause there was.

'I know, Ye Ming. He's not that kind of person.' With this last thought, Master Yin Ling felt a whole lot better at this time.

"Wait for my good news in a few minutes, Master Yin Ling. I will definitely not fail your expectations of me." Clark smiled and went to process his requests in the store room.

When he got out of the Alchemy Pavilion, he was already carrying almost a dozen bags of supplies.

Before long, he arrived in his private courtyard once more. Only inner disciples of the Pill God Sect have the privilege to get one.

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"Time to dance!" Our bored gamer muttered in his alchemy room.

"DING!" The eleven bags filled with alchemy ingredients around him burned with but a thought.

It did not take them long to appear in a liquefied state but three breaths later, their forms began to show. A spherical figure that took the familiar guise of a perfect pill no less.

"THUD!"

"THUD!"

"THUD!"

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One by one, the pills dropped on the table nearby until its surface could no longer accommodate anything.

The rest of the pills laid suspended on air but this was a simple matter for our very own protagonist.

"And it's done! It did not even take me 10 breaths from start to finish. Hehehe." Clark grinned and got many bags from his storage.

Since this a multiple orders at once, he would have to segregate them all to their proper owners.

Ten minutes later, our bored gamer was once again back in the Alchemy Pavilion.

"So? Did you come here to return the ingredients, Ye Ming?" Master Yin Ling asked. He had hoped for a miracle but alas, how can a miracle happen so often in this world?

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, Master Yin Ling but... I have succeeded in the task. Here are all the pills that I created."

Clark replied with a big smile on his face and dropped the multitude of bags unto the master's care.

"This is..." Master Yin Ling opened one bag and the smell of medicine exploded in the area. He hand inspected one pill and he could not see any sign of defect in the item.

He did the same to another bag and it was a different pill entirely. The same thing happened. There were no flaws whatsoever. The next bag was opened up and the next.

The shock on Master Yin Ling's face grew even more apparent with each following bag that he examined.

"Ye Ming! Were you the one who created all these pills?!" Master Yin Ling was shocked to his core. No one in the entire Pill God Sect could have done this kind of monstrous pill making.

It did not even take 30 minutes for our bored gamer to complete all these pills.

"Of course, Master Yin Ling. Every pill was done by me alone. I told you that I have made a breakthrough thanks to that mysterious Senior. Hmmm...

He could be considered as my teacher I guess." Our good gamer mused out loud. He rubbed his chin and happened to see a familiar figure in his periphery.

"I remember you. Were you not the one who promised to eat one whole table if I happen to succeed in finishing these pills?" Clark asked with a smile.

"Me? That was not me at all, Brother Ye Ming. You must surely be mistaken." The guilty party lied.

"It was him, Brother Ye Ming! He was constantly bragging and was making fun of you earlier." Another disciple jumped to help our good gamer.

Making friends with a prodigy like our bored gamer was absolutely beneficial in the long run.