# Chapter 3: The Thousand-Year-Old Cry (Bubu Wang Completed)
[Calculation complete. The remaining teammates have received their title rewards. As the captain of the Dawn Team, you will receive a skill card reward.]
[You have obtained the right to randomly draw a skill card (Due to the extremely high team settlement evaluation, the draw range is from Team Skill Card Lv.30 to X).]
……
Su Xiao closed the notification. Words like "random" and "draw" inevitably made one feel anxious.
If he drew an X-rank skill card, he would be set. Su Xiao's Dawn Adventure Group still had two vacant team skill slots. If he could insert two X-rank skill cards into them, when needed in the future, perhaps he wouldn't have to go catch a healing-type contractor?
After all, a lured healing-type contractor was far better than a wild one. Take this time's captured wild healing-type contractor, A Duo'er, for example. Her buffs were better left unmentioned.
If he could get two X-rank skill cards, when he needed a healing-type contractor in the future, he could completely use the World Contact Platform to lure one in with three X-rank team skills. Once lured, pay the healing-type contractor a commission fee? Ha, naive. It would be good enough if they didn't have to pay him instead.
"Big shot, if you ever need someone for a team in the future, you must call me. I'll even pay Soul Coins to join."
A Duo'er's face was filled with an irrepressible smile. During the settlement just now, leveraging her Charm Attribute advantage and the exaggerated team settlement evaluation, she had obtained a total of two Seven-Star titles. This almost made her faint from joy.
"There are places with even higher returns later. Want to come?"
Baha spoke. Hearing this, A Duo'er smiled and nodded. She had no idea what her mood would be when she found out they were going to deal with Huishenshi next.
……
In a dim tree interior space, about several dozen meters in size.
Faint light from the ceiling shone down. Huishenshi sat on an old, worn-out chair. The wall behind him was somewhat special—embedded in it was a metal cabin door covered in rust, with the numbers 1349 printed on it.
Across from him stood a figure in black clerical robes, speaking in an aged but gentle voice: "I originally thought you would take the opportunity to retaliate against me."
"Why would I do that?"
Huishenshi smiled, glancing at a stone platform beside him. On it was a metal cup wrapped in dense talisman strings. The liquid inside the cup was slowly increasing, about to overflow.
"I used your people, sacrificed their lives to get rid of the Necronomicon. Isn't that worth hating?"
"My people?" Huishenshi looked up at the figure across from him, then shook his head. He said:
"Every Violator who comes to the Treeborn World has their own purpose. They are mentally sound people who must bear the consequences of their own decisions. Thank you for helping me stall Bai Ye for so long. From the very beginning, I never expected you to be able to kill him. If there's nothing else, disappear from my sight."
"Fine."
The figure in the darkness spoke, then glanced at the cabin door behind Huishenshi—the one with the numbers 1349 printed on it, slanted as it was embedded in the wall. When he first saw this thing, he only felt incredulous.
Moments later, the dim tree interior space was left with only Huishenshi sitting on the old chair, and Feng beside her, eating a carrot.
"Feng."
Huishenshi spoke.
"Crunch crunch crunch~"
Feng nibbled on the carrot like a rabbit. Heaven knows what TV show she had been watching this time.
"Has your mark resonated yet?"
"Not yet~"
Feng finished speaking and continued munching on her carrot. Huishenshi patted her head, signaling her to go play nearby, but not to leave this place.
Huishenshi stood up from his seat, turned to look at the wall behind his chair, stepped forward two paces, and tore off half a metal mask embedded on it. The mask was covered in rust, most of it corroded into debris. Upon closer inspection, one would find that this was actually the same style of mask as the Traveling Group Leader's—or rather, this was the metal mask the Tuanzhang once wore.
"Traveling Group, well-deserved reputation."
Huishenshi tossed aside the half metal mask in his hand, his gaze shifting to the Holy Grail beside him. The dangerous object, S-002 Death Holy Grail, was about to overflow, and his plan was also about to reach its conclusion.
PS: (Continue flipping back to see Huishenshi's bonus chapter.)