Don’t call me evil god
Chapter 927 Information Exchange
Chapter 927 Information Exchange
The investigation team rested overnight in the Paisi village.
Although it is called staying overnight, in fact, there is no strict distinction between “day and night” in the deep area.
It is pitch dark here, and if you stay here for a long time, without a clear reference standard, it is difficult to judge whether it is day or night on the surface.
The “darkness” in the deep area is more of a dangerous concept.
“Some dangerous creatures, such as the minotaurs you encountered, mostly come out at night to roam and hunt for food.”
“The protective net outside the settlement has been enchanted. It will send a disgusting signal to the monsters, making them subconsciously stay away from here.”
Gray explained to everyone using both words and gestures.
“If you insist on leaving the settlement at this time and heading to the Limoen settlement, I refuse to serve as your guide. It is too dangerous.”
Although they didn’t quite understand the operating principles of the so-called protective net, everyone still followed its lead.
If you want to be active in a dangerous place like the Deep Area, it is best to seek advice from locals.
Most people didn’t get much rest on the first night.
Because the situation is indeed as Gray described, there are many dangerous monsters who like to go out at “night”.
From time to time, everyone could hear heavy footsteps, long and heavy breathing, and low, drum-like heartbeats coming from the inky darkness outside the settlement…
Even if you can’t see the monster’s appearance.
Just listening to these sounds, I feel full of oppression.
After barely closing their eyes and resting for a few hours, everyone in the investigation team was awakened by Gray.
“If we want to go to the Limoen settlement, we should set off now. We have to spend the whole day on the journey.”
As Gray spoke, he held a pipe in his hand that was similar in shape to the one of the gray dwarf named Ken, and he would occasionally lean over to take a puff.
Noticing this movement, Pete looked at Gray intently for a few seconds, sensing the active changes in the magic network around him without making a sound.
“really!”
When Gray was smoking “Gospel”, the magic web nearby became noticeably more active, and the scattered arcane energy continued to converge towards his body.
of course.
Gray does not have the ability to communicate with the magic network and mobilize arcane energy, so the gathered arcane energy only produces a “flushing” effect, which is equivalent to allowing Gray to passively experience the feeling of casting magic.
Moreover, it is the kind of high-level magic that requires a large-scale mobilization of arcane energy.
Pete frowned slightly.
No wonder he found symptoms of magic addiction in Ken.
These gray dwarves draw Gospel every day, which is equivalent to releasing high-level magic at a high frequency for a period of time every day. This process lasts for decades.
It would be strange if you don’t get addicted to magic!
What made Pater even more wary was the name “Gospel”.
Gray dwarves like Ken and Gray have probably lived in the deep regions since birth, never been to the surface, and have never seen the world. This name has no special meaning to them.
But Pete, who knew the situation of the Church of the Supreme Truth, was quite sensitive.
Words like “messenger” and “gospel” are not very common.
There is definitely something fishy going on here!
While Pete was pondering, Gray seemed to notice his gaze and naturally gestured to Pete with the pipe in his hand.
“Why? Want some?”
Pete immediately waved his hand and refused: “I don’t need it.”
Gray took another puff nonchalantly. “The Limoen settlement is far away from here. The closest and safest route requires us to pass through the Corpse Dragon Canyon, the Drowned Labyrinth, and the Rancid Swamp.”
“If we’re unlucky, we might have to find a settlement to stay for a night.” “If you have anything to refresh yourself or restore your strength, it’s best to use it as soon as possible.”
Pete nodded and said nothing more.
……
The investigation team soon embarked on a journey to the Limoen settlement.
Although they were disguised as a slave caravan, each member of this team of nearly a hundred people possessed unique skills.
The escort mission is carried out by powerful warriors, rangers, stalkers and others led by Brandon.
The “slaves”, who might have been dragging their feet due to fatigue, weakness or illness, showed their best acting skills. Although they seemed to stagger and sway from side to side, their speed was not slow at all.
They can even multitask.
In the “Instant Messenger” group chat that was temporarily opened for this investigation, everyone was enthusiastically exchanging the intelligence they had discovered.
“This Paisi settlement is too poor. I wanted to trade some information with them through barter, but… they are so poor that they almost have no clothes to wear. I can’t just give them away for free!”
Someone complained about the poverty of the gray dwarf settlement, and everyone immediately resonated with him.
“I thought I would have to eat some terrible food when I was playing as a slave this time. The food I brought was all the same dry food that the refugees had eaten before, but… the food the gray dwarves in the Pais settlement eat is even worse than this?!”
Dried porridge is the most common food reserve for penniless refugees.
Dig out food scraps, rotten vegetable leaves, broken bones and other things that may have rotted and spoiled from the garbage dump, pour water on them, throw in salt cloth, and then light a fire to cook it into a large pot of porridge with a strange taste.
You can drink enough water for the first meal, but you cannot eat the “food” in the porridge.
The portion of food that was deliberately left behind continued to cook until it became a large mass of goo.
Wait until it cools down and dries thoroughly, which is called paste-dried.
When I needed to eat, I would find some water to soak it, so that I could barely fill my stomach.
This kind of thing that is not even rare in the Ceylon Territory today can be considered a decent food in the Deep Region? !
At least it is much better than that black ball of unknown ingredients.
This made everyone extremely helpless, and they still suffered from insufficient intelligence.
“What a hard life they usually lead!”
They had imagined the Deeplands to be as bad, dangerous, and chaotic as possible, but the reality was even worse than they had imagined.
“I haven’t eaten anything good, but the things I smoke are pretty good. It seems like every gray dwarf in the Pais settlement has a pipe in his hand, and they are smoking something they call Gospel.”
“I tried it and it was really strong. After taking a puff, I felt much more energetic!”
Of course, Pete was not the only one who noticed this.
The life of the gray dwarves is monotonous, and their habit of drawing gospels is quite obvious.
However, not everyone is a 4th-level wizard like Pete, who can keenly perceive changes in the activity level of the magic network.
So their observations are relatively superficial.
Until Pete joined the discussion:
“If my observations are correct.”
“Long-term consumption of this powder called Gospel will cause the gray dwarves to show obvious symptoms of magic addiction.”
“What do you think this means?”
The information Pete shared in the group chat caused a huge stir.
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(End of this chapter)