Coming to Quinan unexpectedly was definitely a good thing for Roger.
Compared to Mistra who knew nothing.
He knew at least a little about Quinan.
Whether it is hunting or treasure hunting, it will be easier.
Roger's only concern was.
While I'm away, will the Qingquan Sect, which had just reopened its gates, encounter any unexpected events?
Even though the Holy Sword Griffith is guarding it.
But it's just a sword.
After all, no one is reliable.
So he silently calculated a fortune -
After the mountain gate was reopened, the fortune of Qingquan Sect increased by more than a hundred times, so Roger didn't feel so bad about squandering it.
I don’t know if it’s because I’m in Quinan.
There was no blurred image in front of his eyes.
Fortunately, there was a response on the data column.
…
"Divination: Will the development of Qingquan Sect be affected after I leave?"
…
"Divination result: Yes"
…
Roger's heart sank:
"It seems that I, the sect leader, am still quite important."
Next second.
He gritted his teeth and increased the intensity of his divination.
…
"Divination: How serious will the impact be?"
…
"The divination result: After you leave, Qingquan Sect will develop faster and more prosperous..."
…
"???"
Roger's face was full of black question marks.
He seriously suspected that his divination had been interfered with!
"How can it be possible for the sect to grow wildly without the sect master?"
Roger refused to accept!
He wanted to crush the tombstone several times and return to Qingquan Sect.
But after thinking about it for a while.
He gave up the idea for the time being.
Finally arrived in Quinan.
It would be such a shame to go back empty-handed.
at least.
You have to bring some local specialties or something, right?
Now.
He tried to convey some information to the servants through the means of the contract master.
As to whether they can accept it.
Roger didn't know.
…
Forget about the secret planet for now.
Roger quickly disposed of old Bud's body.
Then he carefully observed the situation nearby.
This is a very dry cave.
Considering that the place where the "Prayer" lands must be safe.
So he walked out boldly.
Not long.
Roger came to the platform at the entrance of the cave.
Before he could go up.
The salty sea breeze filled his mouth and nose.
Below the cliff.
The waves beat against the rocks continuously.
Makes bursts of pleasant sounds.
The horizon was dark and pitch black.
A new storm is brewing.
Roger's heart moved.
After a few jumps, he jumped onto the highest cliff nearby.
Then he looked around -
The sea.
reef.
Beach.
Coconut grove.
Low mountain.
All the scenery came into his sight one after another.
This is a deserted island!
…
"Hint: You found an 'uninhabited island'"
…
"Insight: Based on the color of the water, you can tell that this is an offshore island, not far from the continental shelf."
…
"Does the game start with survival on a deserted island?"
It took two days.
Roger searched the crescent-shaped island carefully.
After confirming that there are no dangerous monsters in this area and that the geological conditions are very stable and it is unlikely that there will be dangerous situations such as volcanic eruptions.
He was going to dig a hole and bury himself.
The reason is simple.
He is not in a safe period now.
With a 60% attribute reduction.
He is just a younger brother.
During this period.
He definitely won't run around.
Since the 'Wish' chose this island.
This proves that this place is very safe for a very long time to come.
But instead of being a savage on the island.
Roger decided to try out those weird specialties.
…
Half a day later.
Roger found himself the perfect place to sleep.
It was in the middle of an uninhabited island.
The soil here is thick.
There is no need to worry about seawater backflow suddenly occurring while you are sleeping.
He pulled a Duergar shovel from his tinder bag.
Just getting ready to start.
But the next second.
Roger stuffed the shovel back.
"I almost forgot, don't I know how to escape into the earth ?"
His heart moved.
At this moment, the air flow around the body circulates.
Slight changes appeared on the surface of Roger's skin.
Suddenly.
The soil under his feet seemed to have turned into a pool of yellowish mud.
Roger sank directly into the mud!
…
"Reminder: Your specialty 'Earth Escape' is in effect..."
…
In the liquid soil.
Roger waved and kicked somewhat wordlessly.
His movements are a bit like swimming.
Along with his unprofessional posture.
His body moved slowly through the soil.
"Wu Zong Ke's earth escape technique is just swimming in the earth?"
Roger had some hope.
Just a few tens of seconds.
His strokes changed from breaststroke to freestyle, butterfly stroke, backstroke, and dog paddle...
In the end, it just became a matter of letting it float wherever it wanted.
This method of moving through the soil is not very efficient.
The only advantage is that it is extremely concealed.
This is perfectly consistent with the characteristics of the Wuzongke.
Floated in the mud for a while.
Roger subconsciously increased the supply of "Chi".
Then push your legs hard!
Followed by a perfect breaststroke move.
The result this time.
His speed has increased a lot!
It is almost the same speed as an average person's jogging speed.
After discovering this.
Roger was delighted.
Continue to increase the gas supply.
The speed of earth escape has become faster!
Not long.
His figure came and went in the mud like the wind.
That moment.
Roger felt like he had turned into a lively big loach!
In this soft soil.
He drilled freely.
After repeated testing.
The maximum speed of earth escape can reach 80 km/h.
Although not as good as Yufeng.
But at least it is more than enough to get on the highway.
Much faster than the sword-wielding technique on a balancing car!
What's more.
The amount of energy consumed by "Earth Escape" is within Roger's acceptable range.
This means.
Roger now had a new and extremely covert means of traveling.
Now.
Roger played happily in the soil and summarized two characteristics of earth escape:
…
First.
Earth escape has certain requirements for the texture of the soil.
It's just a bunch of random drills on ordinary mud.
But it becomes difficult when it comes to granite, marble and the like.
It takes some skill to poke it through.
During this period.
It consumes a lot of gas.
…
second.
Earth escape also has requirements for posture.
After Roger's repeated experiments.
The "breaststroke" position is the most efficient.
I just don't know if there are other more efficient postures.
…
Played in the dirt for a while.
Roger returns to the ground.
Take a short break.
That evening.
Roger had a full meal and drank 50 bottles of Guiliqiang.
Then he hid on the spot.
…
"Reminder: Your specialty 'Hibernation Immortality' is in effect..."
…
"Hint: Your XP +1"
…
"Reminder: Your specialty 'Photosynthesis' is in effect..."
…
After a while.
In the open space in the center of the island.
Then a few inconspicuous leaves grew.
…
And that was the night Roger went into hibernation.
Quinan.
The sea.
Thousand Snake Island.
In the majestic temple in the center of the island.
The long-lost "Twelve Bells" rang out.
In the square outside the temple.
The priests, wearing black dresses with blue patterns, were waiting with solemn expressions.
Not long.
A female divine magician with slender legs and a wreath of Ouroboros on walked out of the temple.
That moment.
Everyone's eyes were on her.
Her name is Cecilia.
He is the first priest of the "Sea Serpent Temple".
She is also the most powerful woman in the Sea of ​​Heaven.
"God has commanded—
All believers immediately set out to sea to look for an alien visitor...
Those who provide clues will be rewarded with God’s grace;
Those who are captured alive will be made high-ranking priests;
..."
In Cecilia's emotionless reading.
The priests' eyes gradually became fanatical.
Even the believers who were listening.
I couldn't help but clench my fists secretly.
Very quickly.
The news that alien visitors appeared in the Sea of ​​​​the Sea spread throughout Thousand Snake Island and its surrounding waters.
at the same time.
Similar oracles were issued from other temples in the Sea of ​​Space.
Whether it is the newly revived "Sea Wolf God".
She is also the mortal enemy of the Sea Serpent Queen, the Maiden of Pain.
Or the "Sky Dragon" and "Pure Mother" that just appeared.
All church forces have joined the race to find alien visitors.
For a while.
The Jianhai area was in chaos.
Even the pirates set sail.
With the few clues provided by the oracle.
He began to work hard to find the man who was said to "bring disaster to Jianhai".
But what no one expected was.
A month passed.
No matter how hard they try.
There is no clue of any alien visitors.
And after the oracle was released.
Those 'gods' also remained silent.
Two months later.
Only a very small number of people are still holding on.
These people are either fanatical believers or gamblers trying to make a comeback.
And this farce is not over yet.
But in the tavern anecdotes in the sea.
This incident has been characterized as a collective blunder by the "gods".
Pirates often claim to have found alien visitors.
But it will soon be disproven.
It's like there's always someone claiming to have found the Pirate King's treasure.
True and false rumors make many things unreliable.
The disaster mentioned in the oracle did not come.
The sea.
It seems to be the same sea still.
…
On an uninhabited island.
Night time.
Woohoo!
A strong wind suddenly arose.
A coconut tree was blown up by its roots, and its trunk and bark rolled across the open space in the center of the island.
Crush those few weak leaves into the soil.
Crash!
It was raining heavily.
The raindrops as big as beans hit the leaves on the muddy ground.
Beat them beyond recognition.
Completely mixed with the soil.
After a rainy night with thunder and lightning.
On the open space.
Next to the broken leaves.
A large new leaf has grown!
Among them.
Even a thin vine appeared!
But welcome them.
It is the most common type of continuous exposure to the sun in island climates.
Some leaves died.
The vines also withered.
But more leaves grew.
More vines climbed up nearby coconut trees.
The open space in the woods was gradually occupied by the majestic green.
that's all.
Between the storm and the scorching sun.
Time goes by day by day.
In the blink of an eye.
That's four months.
…
Four months later.
Uninhabited island.
Rainy night.
On the narrow beach.
A disheveled figure was running wildly.
He was a handsome young man.
His feet had already been cut by shells and reefs, and were bleeding a lot.
But he still ran tirelessly.
Because he knows.
run.
There is still a glimmer of hope.
Stop.
Death is certain!
“Boom!”
A flash of lightning flashed across the sky.
The boy glanced back.
Not far from the beach.
There was a boat that had just sunk.
The place where the boat sank.
Seven or eight strange shadows were swimming towards the beach nimbly.
"I don't have much time left."
The boy's heart seemed to be in his throat.
He rushed into the woods in one breath.
Then he closed his eyes.
The map that he had memorized countless times appeared clearly in his mind.
“It should be this direction.”
Go to the location on the map.
He unhooked the shovel from behind him.
Start digging frantically.
He didn't have much strength, and the heavy rain affected his efficiency. After only a short while, the seven or eight figures had already surrounded the woods.
The boy seemed not to notice.
Just shovel the soil hard.
Boom!
A flash of lightning streaked across the night sky.
The boy's lips were pale and his expression was ferocious, and he was shoveling the dirt like a madman.
But soon.
His movements froze there.
Because his shovel hit a piece of hard granite.
under.
There is nothing else.
"Impossible... Mother couldn't have lied to me..."
The young man was in a state of confusion.
At this moment.
Among those seven or eight people.
One person said in a stiff common language:
"Come back with us."
“Quentin.”
"You are destined to be one of us."
"The Sea Wolf God is watching you, you can't escape..."
The boy seemed to have heard something extremely terrifying.
He raised his shovel violently:
"Don't come over here!"
"I don't want to become a monster like you!"
Boom!
Another flash of lightning.
Lighting up the faces of those people -
Their heads are pointed like shuttles.
They have scales and gills on their faces.
The upper body is very narrow, the lower body is bloated, there are webbed feet and fins around the waist.
What's even more terrifying is.
Their bodies are covered with densely packed suction-cup-like foreign objects.
It makes people feel sick if they look at it for any longer.
…
"This is a gift from the Sea Wolf God."
One of them laughed softly:
"Disaster is coming, and the seabed is our only refuge."
"Don't you understand yet?"
Speaking of.
He took two steps forward.
Perhaps because he was not used to walking on land, he tripped over the vines in the open space.
The next moment.
He snorted, and the webbed finger on his right hand turned into a sharp fin weapon, and he chopped the vine with one blow!
Swish!
The vines were cut.
A light green juice flows out.
Maybe he felt unsatisfied.
Or maybe it was to put more pressure on young Quentin.
The believer of the Sea Wolf God suddenly raised the "Fin Soldier" in his hand, and with more than twenty slashes in a row, he chopped off all the surrounding leaves in a very cool and casual manner!
By the way.
He pulled out several vines by the roots!
Looking at the boy's frightened eyes.
The man chuckled with satisfaction and said:
"Join us, and you too will have this power."
“Even stronger.”
"You are the candidate for the 'New Sea Wolf Warrior' appointed by Lord Paul. As long as you have a devout faith, you can gain more divine power..."
Speaking of.
The others pressed forward step by step.
On the open space.
The boy held the shovel helplessly.
There was a flash of determination in his eyes.
"I'm sorry, Mom."
“I still haven’t found it…”
He just thought of this.
A somewhat awkward and sleepy voice came from underground:
"damn it."
"Who is it..."
"Pulled my hair out?"
…