Chapter 699: hope
"This branch is indeed from a powerful monster." The village chief put down the dead branch and said, "Perhaps, you really have the ability to open up this world."
"We hope so too," said Alfion.
The village chief nodded: "However, this alone is not enough."
"Then what else?" Alfion asked.
"On the south side of the mountain, about a day's walk, there is a swamp. The water in the swamp is full of toxins, and these toxins come from one of the monsters called 'Poison Water Water'." The village chief said, "If you can fight Die it, dig out its heart, and we can get a clean spring through the ritual."
Hearing "clean spring eyes", the eyes of the young people next to them lit up and their breathing became rapid.
Alfion nodded and asked, "What does that guy look like? What are his characteristics?"
"It's a huge toad, and every pustule on its body contains a soul that it devoured." The village chief's tone became heavy, "During the battle, it can release these souls and sweep the entire Battlefield. If it were us, we would be dead in an instant."
"I think we should be able to withstand this attack."
"I will prepare some spells for you. This is the tool we use to fight monsters. Of course, it is not strong enough, and it is far from enough to deal with monsters like 'Poison Water Walter'." The village chief said honestly , didn't mean to brag or cheat at all, "but I think it can help a little bit."
Alfion smiled: "Of course."
So the village chief brought the two young men back to the inner room, and took out a few pieces of gray wood and an old animal skin from the cabinet.
On the wood chips, there is a strange pattern of an eye in the middle of the five-pointed star, and on the animal skin is a map of the vicinity. At the bottom of the map, which is to the south, above a forest, there is a large toad drawn.
"Be careful!" The village chief solemnly handed these things into the hands of the travelers, "Be careful!"
Alphin nodded with a smile and put away these things.
Just as they were about to leave, Xingzhao suddenly asked, "Do you have a way to restore people's lost sense of being polluted?"
The village chief was stunned for a moment, nodded, but sighed again: "To regain sanity, we need clean water, a safe environment, and the essence extracted from monsters... We have neither clean water nor essence right now."
"Clear water is easy to handle, how to extract the essence?" Xing Zhao asked.
The village chief took out several gray-green thin wooden tubes and a few mottled leathers: "After killing the monster, wrap the wooden tube with this processed human skin and stuff it into its body. According to the strength of the monster. Different, how many different essences can be extracted.”
Xingzhao looked at those things, without reaching out, a little disgust appeared on his face.
Pret shook his head, took the things over, and asked casually, "Does it have to be human skin?"
"These are the skins of former village chiefs—or folklorists." The village chief sighed and explained, "It would be much more convenient if the skins of ordinary people were also useful."
Everyone was silent, then thanked and left.
With the help of the young man, the village chief stood at the door and watched them leave, he couldn't help coughing again.
"Teacher, can they do it?" a young man asked.
"I don't know either, but... if they can't do it, then no one can do it." The village chief replied.
The five people went down the mountain, and then they reconvened everyone and relayed the words of the village chief just now.
"So, we have to kill that boss before we can exchange rewards here?" Loma asked from the perspective of a player.
"To be honest, I doubt they'll be able to get a reward," Pratt sighed. "They're so poor, they have nothing."
"Even if we don't get rewards, at least they can be our helpers." Alfion said, "If we can eliminate those big and small bosses in this world, then they will become the pioneers for us to develop and conquer this world. Army - Compared to going back to the Western World to recruit people, these locals are obviously more suitable for this."
Everyone nodded.
Panda looked at the map and asked, "On this map, there are several patterns like 'Poison Water Water'. Could it be the boss we are going to fight next?"
"It should be, but let's kill Walter for the time being." Alfion asked, "Are we here to rest for the night and leave tomorrow? Or should we leave now?"
"Anyway, find a safe place, at least have a good night's sleep here." Panda said, "Anyway, I won't be in a hurry to fight the boss for a day or two."
Everyone agreed that in the past few days, they had been really uneasy. The environment is bad enough, and when you go to bed at night, you have to beware of the attack of "Nightmare Leif". It's really impossible to even sleep.
In just a few days, many people already have dark circles under their eyes. Now that we have finally found a relatively safe place, everyone wants a good night's sleep.
Especially since there will be a big battle next, if you don't take a good rest and recover your spirits completely, how can you do it?
So they pitched tents at the foot of the mountain and built a makeshift camp.
The militiamen were a little curious and a little surprised, and wanted to invite them to the pass or even to Raccoon Town to rest, but the traversers refused - they were not sure if a wild "Nightmare Leif" would jump out and attack when they were sleeping. , I'm still here, if there is a fight in Raccoon Town, I'm afraid it will bring disaster to the innocent.
There are not enough living people in this world, and it is really unbearable to lose.
But they still slept soundly that night, and "Nightmare Leif" did not appear.
The next morning, after eating and drinking, the travelers set off in a mighty way and went straight to the south.
This time, in order to hurry, they did not walk from the ground, but directly cast magic, so that everyone flew into the air, and used the method of flying to hurry.
Flying is not a great way to travel, especially in dangerous places. Flying in the air is no different from a live target.
But... it's at least fast enough.
I don't know if it was because the militiamen killed the surrounding monsters. Although the traversers were ready to be attacked by monsters, they still hadn't encountered a single monster until they saw the huge swamp.
The only monster they saw was the big toad lying in the swamp mud.
"Damn it! It's so big!"
This is the first thing many people say after seeing it.
Invariably, blurted out, sincere and sincere.
A few minutes later, they said another sentence in unison.
"Damn it! So weak!"
The words were just as sincere, as evidenced by the large toad that had fallen to the ground and died of breath.