Back at the war guild in the outer city, there was no one there, except for the two guards who stayed behind to change shifts. Seeing Garen go out from here, both of them were a little surprised, but didn't say anything.
Returning to the villa in his community without any surprises, Gallon found that the entire community he was in had become a paradise for his little pets, and all the scattered monsters had been cleaned up, leaving only A large group of monsters swarmed, and there was no way to find a single monster to hunt.
The sky was drizzling and the clouds were gray and gloomy.
Garen walked into the yard, and the two guarded parasitic beetles leaned slightly towards him from both sides. The giant eagle on the roof resonated with the eagle, stood up from the eagle's nest, and let out a clear howling sound.
Taking out the key to open the door, Garen walked in and closed the door behind his back. Lala, dressed as a maid, stepped forward to help him take the gray robe, and hung it on the hanger beside him.
"You've worked hard." Lala said in a low voice.
"You adapted pretty quickly." Garen joked.
Go to the sofa and sit down, and under the service of Lala, put on a pair of cleaner slippers. Then he took a sip of the prepared black tea.
"The tea is getting cold."
"Sorry, although there is water in the house, but the dry firewood is almost gone, I dare not use it indiscriminately." Lala stood aside and replied.
"This is a problem." Garen nodded. "I will find a way to deal with it. It's just that the smoke from burning the fire is a little more conspicuous. See if there are other ways to solve it."
"Let me try it." Lala nodded hesitantly.
Garen drank the black tea slowly, leaning back on the sofa and closing his eyes slightly. After waiting for a while, I found that Lala was still on the side and had not left. He opened his eyes again.
"Anything else?"
Lala hesitated and grabbed the white apron.
"Although I have troubled you a lot. But I still want to know how my family is doing in the inner city now? And my friend, the only good friend Bisi."
"There are too many people coming into the city, and the branch is very messy, so it's very troublesome to find someone." Garen frowned, "I also have a lot of things to do, in exchange, you first think about the remuneration you need to pay me, if it's appropriate , I'll get to work on it."
"Okay." Lala nodded. "I am very fortunate to have an employer like you."
"You're welcome."
Garen drank the black tea in one gulp, looked around the hall, and saw that everything was cleaned very neatly. He smiled with satisfaction.
"Then I'll go up first. I have nothing to do. Please don't bother me. Until dinner."
"OK."
Garen walked into the study and locked the door.
The window of the study room was not closed, and the wind kept raising the curtains, bringing in a little bit of dampness.
He went over and slammed the window shut. Just sat down at the table.
Retaking what he got from the blond woman, he spread it out on the table.
A leather pouch and a booklet.
The brown leather bag was the size of a fist, and it was bulging inside. I don't know what it contained.
Garen tore off the knot of the bag, and poured out all the contents with a splash.
What landed on the table was a large piece of scattered gems and jewelry. There are rings, rubies, diamonds, and even the rarest and most expensive amethyst.
A slight surprise appeared on Garen's face.
"It's this thing?" He recognized the function of these gems and jewelry.
"Evolution gems. Various key primers that must be used when totems evolve. Red represents the direction of flames, purple represents random unknown directions, and diamonds represent natural evolution. It is really rich enough."
Garen showed a satisfied smile.
"Although I don't need these things, other totem masters definitely don't want too much. Among them, amethyst is the necessary evolution primer for various totems. While using other resources to cultivate, high-quality gemstones must be used as primers for key evolution , to guide the desired direction. Otherwise, it will evolve into chaos, and may even evolve completely useless abilities. These things are good for exchanging with people."
Put away the gems, and some jewelry for the girls. Garen's eyes fell on another thing.
A black leather booklet.
Gently flipping open the cover of the booklet, there are densely packed handwriting inside, the handwriting is scribbled, the order is chaotic, it is obviously something like an essay.
Garen flipped through it for a while, skimming through all the recognizable characters.
"Huh?" Suddenly he sat upright, his eyes became serious, and he stared at a page in the booklet.
He removed the quill from the pen holder, unscrewed the ink bottle and dipped it.
Copy this line down on a piece of white paper.
'March 15th, what an interesting place, an old man who appears to be a wealthy businessman is secretly a powerful totem master. When the task is completed, find someone to kill him. Good things like curing spells are not something an old man can keep. '
Garen copied down the place names below. Some are scribbled and hard to identify. Although the Ennet script was used, he also recognized it, but it was crooked and hard to read. But what is certain is that this place name should be in the city of Titan.
He took the map of Titan City and began to compare the place names one by one. Soon, his index finger landed on a spot.
"Nest Block, this is a famous immigrant district. The people living in it are all immigrants from outside. They are either rich people or technical elites."
He put away the map and wrote down the place name and address. Looked at the sky outside.
"It's still early, you can go and have a look."
After greeting Lala, he began to instruct his totems in his mind to prepare for departure.
After leaving the villa, he jumped to the top of the wall and quietly looked at the totem under his hands.
The three-headed giant eagle on the roof keeps circling, and occasionally makes a deterrent whistle to warn the monsters in the surrounding sky that this is its own territory.
On the ground, the Fukasawa giant crocodile led eight beetles and lined up in the yard.
Garen left two beetles to cooperate with the petrified monitor lizard to guard the house, and took all the other six beetles away.
Then he recalled the route on the map, and he led the group of totems slowly around the city wall.
Soon, Resonance Eagle discovered a damaged part of the city wall, which seemed to be smashed by some huge monster.
Garen walked in through the opening with the giant crocodile and the beetle. Inside was the craftsman's district in the inner city.
A series of white-gray bungalows are connected together, built next to the city wall. There was no one inside, and there was no sound, except for the creaking sound of the wind blowing the wooden doors and windows from time to time.
The ground was wet black soil, surrounded by bones and blood, and there were many tools such as hammers and iron felts scattered in the blacksmith shop by the roadside. A few arrows were nailed to a wooden house post.
Surrounded by beetles and giant crocodiles, Garen walked quickly through the area.
After walking around in the inner city complex for a while, suddenly there was a soft voice coming from the front.
"Jagula, Stindia!"
Garen frowned, not understanding what he meant. It is like a local spoken language, not any of the languages of the three powers.
He ignored it, and suddenly there was another burst of whimpering and crying from the direction the voice came from.
The previous voice suddenly became cold and severe, as if cursing the woman.
Garen ignored it and walked straight through the block. In such a troubled world, the powerful are the ones with the greatest power, and such things can be seen everywhere.
Soon, they crossed this area and moved forward for a while, avoiding large groups of one-horned monitor lizards flying across the sky from time to time. Although these monsters regard the silverized totem as their own kind and will not take the initiative to attack, but once they offend them, the same kind will also attack.
Garen walked and avoided, and it was not until the evening that the intersection of Nestor Street loomed in front of him.
Along the way, he successively discovered six basements where the survivors were hiding in the outer city. Many of these basements have become the private kingdoms of the strong. They hid in the basement and acted as unprecedented kings, wantonly enjoying and trampling on the dignity and interests of other people.
Garen ignored these people. He followed the address in his memory and rushed towards the residence of the rich businessman in the block.
Soon, among the white buildings, a white house with a silver dome appeared in Garen's vision.
A huge white bat looms over the silver roof of the house.
The bat is huge, five meters high and four meters wide. Two white wings lay on the roof, like two pieces of white rags, stretching more than ten meters. From a distance, it looks like a white glider.
Garen directed the totems to spread out and surround the silver-roofed building. This house is where the rich businessman lives. Obviously, this place has become the monster's residence. The rich businessman either hid himself or was killed directly.
Garen hid behind a broken wall, quietly poking his head out to look at the giant bat.
A black iron chain was hung on its furry neck, and at the end of the chain was tied a ball of red meat made up of a man's corpse, dripping blood from time to time.
Garen observed carefully and found that this black iron chain seemed to grow from the bat's chest. It's not man-made.
He quietly released his courage, and the platinum ripples slowly spread, covering the body of the white bat.
hiss!
The bat opened its eyes all at once, as if sensing something, shook its head left and right, and looked around.
A huge burst of energy and blood suddenly dispersed, unexpectedly forcing Garen's courage back all of a sudden.
Well!
Garen snorted and covered his chest.
"There is actually a monster whose qi and blood are so strong!! Qi is the aggregation of my spirit and spirit, which does not belong to this world. It can actually circulate with unconscious qi and blood and force my spirit back. Amazing!! This kind of qi and blood As far as its strength, it is estimated that in the previous life, ordinary bombs and missiles could not kill it. Maybe only a nuclear bomb can kill it!"
This is the first time he has encountered such a situation. After his god statue has been cultivated to a great degree, his vitality and blood have grown to the limit of human beings. Even the rest of the wild creatures are not much stronger than him. But the bat I met this time had a terribly strong vitality, which meant that its vitality was extremely strong. Once it couldn't be killed, it would soon recover to its original state and make a comeback. This kind of monster with strong vitality is the most difficult to deal with.
"If you want to go in, it seems that you have to kill this monster." Garen narrowed his eyes slightly and hid himself deeper.
With a thought, a black beetle slowly crawled into the courtyard of this house, its ferocious mouth screaming provocatively at the bat.
hiss! !
The bat doesn't even look at the beetle, pretending it doesn't exist. He bent down again to rest. But when the beetle tried to enter the building, the white bat let out a warning hiss.
Garen thought for a while, then quietly recruited the fluorescent butterfly, and began to paint all the sharp claws of the Resonating Eagle, as well as the Fukasawa giant crocodile and beetles, one by one with poisonous powder.
Although this bat is a mutated creature released by the Heitian Society, it also has an attacking nature similar to the light of the totem, and its specific strength is unknown.
Garen took out the monster information he got from the War Guild and flipped through it.
(end of this chapter)