The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle-Chapter 124 - 120 The Traveling Merchant is Traveling

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Night.

Su Qi was taking a stroll at the moment, trying to get his body, which had been lying down for several days, moving again. After all, his vitality hadn't recovered and he hadn't drunk a drop of water in days... He didn't opt for any strenuous exercise.

He saw the update announcement pop up on his phone and checked the time.

Su Qi murmured to himself, "Looks like the timing is right."

He had managed to force an update on "Abyssal Paradise" all by himself, unintentionally doing a good deed. It was common knowledge that only a game on the verge of death would update as slowly as a snail.

"But such a long update—it seems there were quite some bugs. Well, as long as the Spiritual Ability Points I farmed are still there... it's all good."

According to what Su Qi knew, once people around him reached level 20, they'd each get a chance to enter Endless Slaughter Mode to farm Spiritual Ability Points... which were then used for the most important job advancements.

Especially now, with the ranking battles about to begin, everyone was eagerly making all sorts of preparations.

And there was a new preview from the officials.

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"Looks like big changes are about to happen."

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A Traveling Merchant, wearing a high top hat and a purple cloak with amber-colored pupils, was slowly stepping across the land of swirling yellow sands.

"Another silent world."

The yellow sand around him was pushed aside entirely; the endless winds couldn't get close to him by even a hair's breadth.

With a light tap of the cane in his hand on the ground beneath his feet, a network of cracks began appearing with the cane as the source.

The cracks spread wildly like crystallized snowflakes.

In a short ten breaths' time.

A colossal rift had formed in the ground before him, spanning thousands of meters!

"Rumor has it that this place contains something... of the Yellow-robed Master."

He squinted his eyes, whispering to himself lightly, "There's a faint trace of aura, but it seems it's no longer here, another wasted trip."

The Traveling Merchant retracted his cane.

The vast chasm was quickly filled back up with uncountable amounts of yellow sand, as if it had never existed.

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

Looking into the distance.

A passage was forcibly opened, and a figure slowly emerged with an aura so terrifying, his Sequence seemed quite high.

Yet when this figure saw the Traveling Merchant, he said in a clear voice, "Senior."

"I've finally found you."

The Traveling Merchant didn't respond, slowly retracting his cane, "Looks like you've broken through your Sequence, having sensed the ripple of my power just now, and you came so quickly."

"Moreover, you seem to have sustained quite severe injuries."

The figure exuded a heavy tone, voice penetrating through the sand:

"To ascend to the third Sequence, I almost lost my life, but now with the undercurrents stirring, not only the Evil God is making moves."

"The believers of other entities are also acting, seemingly trying to restart the Old Days."

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His voice had a touch of gravity, "Only our Paradise is emerging as a new force; we have no High Sequence individuals, no strength sufficient to confront other forces, and no Transcendent Existence behind us."

"As one of the Paradise Managers, I naturally have to be more aggressive!"

The Traveling Merchant listened calmly.

A living, striving blank slate...

They began with meager strength, from nothingness to now having their own Pure Land. The cruel struggles and fights they went through would make a tearful epic if compiled. Now they face threats both within and from outside, like walking on a tightrope where a slight misstep could send them plummeting into the Abyss, to be devoured entirely by other powers.

However…

The Traveling Merchant believed they were fortunate.

That so-called Paradise System was a force from the Transcendence Series… Having chosen these people, that was already their biggest stroke of luck. How far they could go depended entirely on themselves.

The figure looked at the Traveling Merchant, "And at the same time, had Senior not extended your help at that critical moment, we wouldn't have had the chance to catch our breath..."

"Stop."

The Traveling Merchant looked at him calmly, snapped his fingers, and the surrounding yellow sand came to a standstill, each grain distinct yet also floating in the air.

With no emotional fluctuation, his voice applied a certain pressure on the figure, "You're not clear on my rules and principles?"

"This so-called assistance was nothing more than a transaction…"

"I don't need your gratitude, nor will it lead to any relationship."

The figure let out a gentle sigh.

His intention was quite clear; he wanted to make the Traveling Merchant become the presence behind Paradise, to block a lot of terrifying beings so that Paradise could catch its breath.

However, considering who the other party was...

He could only slowly begin to speak,

"Since that's the case, then senior, I would like to request a transaction... It will be sufficient if you can make it to the scene of the upcoming ranking battle."

"Although I said that those who meet me by fate, and when my mood or interest permits, can enjoy a fair trade."

The Traveling Merchant tapped the skull on his cane and softly said, "But right now, I haven't found anything, and I've been disturbed by some tactless people, so my current mood is not a pleasant one."

The figure: "...."

He knew that the person the other party referred to was himself...

"Whatever senior is interested in, I will definitely find it for you!"

The Traveling Merchant looked at him steadily, "The moment you said that, it began to get boring."

"...."

The figure fell silent, unable to fathom the intentions of the other party, despite being a strength of sequence three, because the other party was the Traveling Merchant... a mysterious existence that everyone desperately sought after but couldn't even grasp a shadow of.

"The time is about right... I should leave now." The Traveling Merchant pointed his cane in the air, and a passage immediately opened.

"But, senior... the matter of the trade."

The Traveling Merchant spoke softly, his answer seemingly out of context. His eyes flickered with luminescence as he looked at the chaotic currents within the passage and gently said, "...A terrifying entity is awakening, one that represents disaster, chaos, and destruction. This Chaos may become turbulent because of her revival."

His form slowly disappeared into the passage, vanishing within the swirling currents.

The figure, after hearing these words, fell silent and let out a slight breath.

The senior's meaning was obvious.

The awakening of that terrifying entity would surely draw away some attention, and Paradise... would have the chance to breathe.

But.

One still couldn't take anything lightly, after all, no one knew what would happen next.

"The terrifying entity that senior mentioned must be the legend of the Master of Destruction," he thought, furrowing his brows.

Revival was not simple; one didn't immediately acquire all their strength, but it was only a matter of time. However, there was still time now, and thousands of years of sealing, along with various restrictions, would prevent such beings from entering the current world too soon.

"Although it's inevitable, there's still some time. Perhaps I should see if there is an opportunity to make contact with the forces beneath that entity."

Although they could still guard the Pure Land now, when the Old Days slowly approached, they could only return to the situation of the first internal test, surviving in the crevices.

It was yet to be seen whether these high sequencers were worthy enough to catch the entity's eye, as surely there were many others with the same intentions as him.

Fear, reverence, and caution in seeking any opportunity to side with power.

This was the way of the weak to survive.

Do you think that terrifying Evil God really had that many crazy believers?

Well.

Indeed, it did.

But in reality, a large part was not cultists; they sided with it merely for sanctuary and strength.

"I'll go back and discuss it with the others."

He sighed, began using a tool to open a portal; sequence characters appeared, forming a passage in about a minute.

The passage slowly opened.

His figure disappeared from the spot.

Meanwhile.

The update on Su Qi's end had already finished, but he wasn't in a rush to enter the gaming pod; he was using his laptop to crunch numbers.

From the Traveling Merchant's side... he had something that the Merchant wanted, which definitely needed to be thoroughly exploited.

The Master of Destruction... that little girl, not to mention all the games she lost, the most important thing was that he had saved their lives.

A small kindness should be returned with the equivalent of a tsunami.

He hoped the other party could do this, and he would definitely keep a firm account of it first.

"However, I wonder what kind of personality this unfortunate child will have after her revival, and whether she'll have amnesia? If she doesn't remember what happened before...."

Su Qi pondered for a few seconds, "Then I'll embellish the bill a bit more."

After all, to want a windfall...

That would have to come from cooking the books.