Prosperous Age Rose

Chapter 2

The intricate job transition tasks were quickly completed with the assistance of Devin McDaniel. Clad in a light yellow serving suit, Willow adorned the pale yellow headband he prepared—enhancing her spiritual strength by 5% and intelligence by 2 points. It had a distinct LOLI vibe.

Spinning around in place, she smiled, tilting her head up to look at him, "Do I look like a LOLI?"

He couldn't help but chuckle, "You're already a LOLI."

The character designs in "Chaos" corresponded to different stages of growth. Relative to her current low level, the height and appearance displayed were just her youthful appearance at around fourteen or fifteen years old. When she transitioned to the formal priest profession, she would appear with the current appearance adjusted by the system.

Therefore, her original height of 165cm condensed to only 155cm, with a slightly youthful expression on her face, but also showing a hint of beauty.

"You're really considerate, preparing all the equipment and such." She openly thanked him, with a pleasing smile on her face, "Handsome brother~ I heard that leveling up is faster with someone to guide you. Would you like to do a good deed..."

He laughed heartily, ruffling her hair, "It's my duty, I'm happy to do it."

But before starting to level up, he sent her an invitation.

- Who Dares Wins Guild invites you to join. Do you accept?

- Yes.

There's no reason to reject a readily available shelter. She had always been a lazy person, so she brazenly joined the guild at level 23, instantly lowering the guild's average level by 2 levels.

[Guild] Elegant Gentleman: My MM has joined the guild, please take care of her in the future.

Although there might not be much interaction with others, announcing any personnel changes within the guild was basic courtesy. Moreover, it indicated his protective status as the vice leader, making things smoother for her in the future.

[Guild] Refugee Enjoyment: Oh, new MM? Single? Measurements? Quickly report.

[Guild] Chris: Your MM? What kind of MM?

[Guild] Suspected Heavenly Nine Falling Galaxies: Huh, why is it a LOLI?

[Guild] A Harvest of One Flower Basket: I like LOLIs, I like pushing down LOLIs the most~

...

[Guild] Willow: Hello everyone, I'm new here, please take care of me...

She made a conventional greeting, successfully stopping all the teasing.

[Guild] Elegant Gentleman: Refugee, what about the wisdom staff you dropped from defeating the Nine-Colored Deer BOSS last time? Hand it over, hand it over, my MM doesn't have a suitable staff.

[Guild] Refugee Enjoyment: Wasn't it given to Rouge? She said she's from the priest class, so she's keeping this kind of thing. If you want it, ask her.

[Guild] Elegant Gentleman: Rouge Rouge!

[Guild] Refugee Enjoyment: Stop calling, she and Fiona went to fight a BOSS, no chatting during that time.

[Guild] Suspected Heavenly Nine Falling Galaxies: Elegant, what about MM now that you've brought her here—

[Guild] Elegant Gentleman: What nonsense are you talking about, my MM is here!

She gave him a sideways glance, seeing the white-clad and elegant swordsman looking away uncomfortably. There's gossip going on!

[Guild] Elegant Gentleman: Alright, you guys should stop being poor in front of my MM. Speaking nonsense in front of a LOLI, corrupting the children!

[Guild] Willow: I'm not a child...

The feeble protest was splendidly ignored.

With the enrollment complete and friends added, Willow was then led by Devin McDaniel to grind monsters.

As a service-oriented profession, the serving class was restricted to only humans and immortals, and this profession's limitation was that it couldn't wield bladed weapons. It could only use staffs and sacred scripture-type weapons. Plus, Willow had made up her mind to be a pure support, with no attack power whatsoever. All the attribute points obtained at level 23 were allocated to vitality, making her physical attack power pitifully low.

Originally, such a profession, although indispensable in the chaotic world, was also the most difficult to train. Initially, Devin McDaniel was troubled for a while, but now there was no problem at all.

Because of Meow Meow—the divine beast.

Ever since entering the leveling area, that terrifying region overgrown with man-eating flowers, all she saw was Meow Meow leaping around, leaving a trail of desolation in its wake.

Only Willow sat beside, smiling so wide that her teeth were exposed, with a transparent little angel hovering above her head each time she leveled up.

Devin McDaniel sat beside her in silent bewilderment. Originally, the plan was for him to lure monsters, and then let her use her staff to kill them. Slow as it might be, it was still a method to grind levels. But now, it seemed... he was completely unnecessary.

"At this rate, becoming a high-level priest and then advancing to the rank of bishop is just a matter of time for you." He gazed pensively at Meow Meow, his jealousy barely concealed.

Chin propped up, she earnestly watched Meow Meow's direction. "Once I become a bishop, I'll be a pope—" Pausing for a few seconds, she heard no response from beside her. She turned her face, exclaiming in surprise, "Huh, why are you petrified?"

Devin McDaniel wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "You're too ambitious."

"This is called having aspirations," she said solemnly, "But don't worry, once I transition to a priest and complete basic skill learning, I won't level up anymore. I'll join you to fight BOSSes and do missions. I'm not in a hurry to become a pope."

"..."

Devin McDaniel once again gazed speechlessly at the sky. In "Chaos," each profession had at least three forms, with the ultimate form being the pinnacle of each profession. But what's special is that only one person can become the No.1 of each profession's series. For the priest series, the bishop profession was already considered advanced, and above that was the ultimate profession, the pope. Originally, the higher you trained, the harder it became, and yet she chose a direction without any attack power allocation. Still, she dared to boast... The swordsman series he chose, due to its oriental style, would reach the pinnacle after swordsman and sword immortal, becoming a sword saint. From his current career position, reaching the peak was still a distant prospect. And she, a mere dress-wearing, lower-ranking little LOLI, had already attained the position of the Pope in her imagination.

Truly—remarkable youthfulness—Devin McDaniel suddenly felt as if he might be getting old.

"Oh my," she exclaimed, as if a cat with its tail stepped on.

He was startled, "What's wrong?"

"It's time to eat..." She calculated; it should have been two hours—

"...The in-game time is 24:1 compared to real time, and are you really hungry already?"

"...Oh." She sheepishly stuck out her tongue, "Then let's continue leveling."

Meow Meow wobbled over to her side, sweetly mewing, appearing tired. She cast a fatigue-eliminating skill on it, then scooped it into her arms, tilting her eyes at Devin McDaniel, "Shouldn't you take me around everywhere?"

As soon as she entered the game, she was dragged to this leveling place before she could even adapt to the environment.

He nodded, leading her out of the man-eating flower area—behind them, it was flat. The man-eating flowers had been wiped out—this was also the reason why she couldn't continue leveling.

As soon as they stepped out of the man-eating flower area, a huge creature rushed towards them ferociously. Devin McDaniel swiftly scooped her up and glided out about ten meters, leaving the monster's attack range before putting her down.

She regained her composure and began to assess the appearance of the assailant.

Hmm... an upgraded version of the Green Giant... If there's anything different, it's that it's simply too revolting to look at. Its body is covered in steel-like, densely packed fur, with teeth and eyes oozing out eerie, viscous fluid constantly. She felt so frustrated that she wanted to regurgitate her lunch to express her extreme disgust.

"Tsk, after playing so many online games, how can you still be disgusted by these monsters?" Devin McDaniel teased her.

"...In the past, it was all keyboard operation, so even if it was disgusting, I wouldn't have such a direct feeling, you know—" She glanced at him plaintively, "What kind of monster is this?"—The reason she could chat with him so calmly was because the Green Giant, looking ferocious, had just retreated back in the direction it had charged from, presumably where the attackers were.

"Forest Specter, with BOSS attributes, usually dropping some minor equipment." Devin McDaniel casually led her past—In the world of online games, the default rule was that if a boss was already engaged by a team, others would generally avoid redundant attacks—just in case they accidentally got the MVP or the final blow, which would inevitably lead to disputes.

Not knowing what the situation was over there, she sneakily took a peek and saw a group fighting. Leading the charge was a hunter who trapped the Forest Specter with traps and directly attacked it with a chain crossbow, producing damage values on the BOSS's head that were truly remarkable.

Behind the team were two priests and a wizard. The wizard froze the space around the BOSS with the Ice Convergence technique, trapping the BOSS while it couldn't move. The Forest Specter howled, shooting steel needles from its body at them. The priests cast barriers on their teammates' feet to defend against long-range attacks, causing most of the steel needles to hit the protective barrier and fall harmlessly.

"Such powerful coordination..." With Willow's experience in gaming, she naturally wouldn't voice newbie opinions like "This BOSS is weak." In her view, the fact that the BOSS could survive such intense continuous damage was evidence of its high level—usually, a BOSS's health and attack were directly proportional.

"Hmm..." Devin McDaniel also stopped to watch beside her, "This is our guild's professional BOSS team—" he spotted the same emblem and a few familiar faces.

The continuous loss of health finally drove the BOSS into a frenzy.

The fragile Ice Convergence technique had no effect in the face of the enraged BOSS, crumbling instantly. The Forest Specter burst out of the trap and charged straight toward the group of people.

Unfortunately, the vulnerable wizard was struggling to maintain a lengthy incantation, coupled with the inability to dodge like the nimble hunter, becoming the first one to be seriously injured.

With one member of the team incapacitated, the entire speed was hindered. Two priests plus a hunter were simply not enough to deal with the frenzied Forest Specter—at least that's what Willow thought.

But things took a turn.

One of the female priests decisively provided assistance to the male priest by casting a support skill that reduced the chanting time of spells after retreating to a safe area. The male priest then began to chant a holy spell—Exorcism.

It seemed like the right place for this skill to be used.

Exorcism was one of the few priest skills that dealt with undead and demons, and combined with the Forest Specter's undead attributes, it was perfectly effective. The hunter took the opportunity to fire a heart-piercing arrow at the heavily injured Forest Specter.

Giant red letters appeared, and the Forest Specter collapsed with a loud crash. It dropped scattered pieces of equipment all over the ground.