I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages Chapter 186: Who pulled my hair?
A surprise visit to Quinn was definitely a good thing for Roger.
Compare to Mystra, who knows nothing.
He doesn't know anything about Quinan.
Whether hunting or treasure hunting, it will be more handy.
Roger's only concern is.
While I was away, would Qingquan Sect, who just reopened the mountain gate, encounter any unexpected events?
Despite being guarded by the holy sword Griffith.
But it's just a sword.
After all, no one is reliable.
So he calculated silently——
After reopening the mountain gate, Qingquan Sect's luck has increased more than a hundred times, and Roger doesn't feel so distressed when he spends it.
I don't know if it's because of people in Quinan.
There is no blurred image in front of him.
Fortunately, there is a response on the data bar.
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"Divination: After I leave, will the development of Qingquan Sect be affected?"
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"Divination Result: Yes"
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Roger's heart sank:
"It seems that my suzerain is quite important."
Next second.
He gritted his teeth and increased his divination.
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"Fortune-telling: How serious is the impact?"
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"Divination result: After you leave, Qingquan Sect will develop faster and more prosperous..."
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“???”
Roger's face is full of black question marks.
He seriously suspects that his divination has been disturbed!
"There is no reason why the sect master is not there, and the sect's savage growth is better!"
Roger refuses!
He wanted to crush the town tombstone several times and return to the Qingquan Sect.
But after some thought.
He has given up on the idea for now.
Finally, Quinn came.
It's a shame to just go back empty-handed.
At least.
You have to bring something special, right?
Now.
He tried to convey some information to the servants through the means of the contract master.
As for whether they can accept it or not.
Roger doesn't know.
……
Forget about Mistar for a while.
Roger quickly disposes of Old Bud's body.
Then carefully observed the situation nearby.
This is a very dry cave.
Considering that the place where "Wish" landed is definitely safe.
So he ventured out.
Not long.
Roger came to the platform at the entrance of the cave.
Have not waited for him to step up.
The salty sea breeze poured into his nose and mouth.
Below a cliff.
The waves crashed non-stop on the reef.
Sounds of pleasant sound.
A cloudy patch on the horizon.
A new storm is brewing.
Roger's heart skipped a beat.
Several ups and downs jumped up the tallest cliff nearby.
Then I looked around-
The sea.
Reef.
Beach.
Coconut Grove.
Low mountain.
One after another, the scenery came into his eyes.
This is a deserted island!
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"Hint: You found an 'uninhabited island'"
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"Insight: Based on the color of the water, you can tell that this is an offshore island, not far from the continental shelf"
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"Is the start of survival on a deserted island?"
It took two days.
Roger searched the crescent island earnestly.
After confirming that there are no dangerous monsters here, and the geological conditions are very stable, it is unlikely that dangerous situations such as volcanic eruptions will occur.
He's going to dig a hole and bury himself.
The reason is simple.
He is not in safe period now.
At 60% stat reduction.
He is a brother.
In the meantime.
He will never run around.
Since 'Wish' chose this island.
Then it proves to be very safe here for the next super long period of time.
But instead of being a savage on the island.
Roger decides it's better to try out the odd feats.
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Half a day later.
Roger has found himself the perfect place to sleep.
It's in the middle of an uninhabited island.
The soil here is thick.
Don't worry about the sudden backflow of seawater when you fall asleep.
He takes a gray dwarf shovel from the tinder bag.
Just ready to dry.
But next second.
Roger stuffed the shovel back.
"I almost forgot, don't I know how to "dun"? "
His heart skipped a beat.
The airflow around the body turns around.
Roger's skin has undergone slight changes.
Suddenly.
The soil beneath his feet seemed to have turned into a puddle of khaki muddy water.
Roger sank directly into the muddy water!
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"Hint: Your feat 'Earth Dun' is in effect..."
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In liquid-like soil.
Roger waved and kicked somewhat speechlessly.
He moves a bit like he's swimming.
With his unprofessional pose.
His body moves slowly through the soil.
"What's the point of swimming in the dirt?"
Roger is slightly hopeful.
Just a few tens of seconds.
His posture changed from the original breaststroke to freestyle, butterfly, backstroke, dog planing...
In the end, it simply turned into a floating float.
This way of traveling in the soil is not very efficient.
The only advantage is that it is extremely concealed.
This fits perfectly with the characteristics of the No Tracer.
Float in the dirt for a while.
Roger subconsciously increases the supply of Qi.
Then kick your legs hard!
Connected to the perfect breaststroke.
Results this time.
He's a lot faster!
Almost as fast as a normal person trot.
After finding this out.
Roger was overjoyed.
Continue to increase the gas supply.
The speed of the earth escape has become faster!
Not long.
His figure came and went in the dirt like the wind.
The moment.
Roger feels like he's turned into a giant loach!
In this soft soil.
He drills freely.
Tried and tested.
Tudun can reach a top speed of 80 km/h.
Although not as good as Yufeng.
But at least the high speed is more than enough.
Much faster than balance bike-level Swordsmanship!
More importantly.
The ki consumption of "Earth Dun" is within the range that Roger can accept.
It means.
Roger has added a very stealthy way to travel.
Now.
Roger played happily in the dirt, and summed up two characteristics of Tudun:
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First.
Soil has certain requirements on the texture of the soil.
Ordinary mud is just a few drills.
But when it comes to granite marble and the like, it's hard.
It takes a bit of skill to poke through.
In the meantime.
It consumes a lot of gas.
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Second.
Tu Dun also requires posture.
After Roger's trial and error.
The "breaststroke" position is the most efficient.
I just don't know if there are other more efficient poses.
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Played in the dirt for a while.
Roger returns to the ground.
Take a break.
That night.
Roger had a full meal and drank another 50 bottles of Turtle Power.
Then he drills on the spot.
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"Hint: Your feat 'Hibernating Immortal' is in effect..."
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"Hint: Your XP +1"
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"Hint: Your feat 'Photosynthesis' is in effect..."
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Soon.
A clearing in the middle of the island.
A few inconspicuous leaves grew.
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And on the night Roger went into hibernation.
Quinan.
A sea.
Thousand Snake Island.
In the majestic temple in the center of the island.
The long-lost "Twelve Long Bells" rang.
In the square outside the temple.
The priests in long black and blue dresses waited solemnly.
Not long.
A female magician with slender legs and a wreath of ouroboros emerges from the temple.
The moment.
All eyes are on her.
Her name is Cecilia.
Is the first priest of "Sea Serpent Temple".
Also the most powerful woman in the Land of the Seas.
"God has an oracle—
All believers immediately went to sea to find an alien visitor...
Those who provide clues will reward God's grace;
Anyone who was captured alive was named a high priest;
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In Cecilia's emotionless reading.
The eyes of the priests grew frenzied.
Even the believers who were listening in.
He also secretly clenched his fist.
Soon.
The news of alien visitors in the land of the seas spread throughout Thousand Snake Island and the surrounding waters.
Meanwhile.
Other temples in the Land of the Seas issued similar oracles.
Whether it is the newly revived "God of Sea Wolves".
She is also the nemesis of "Queen of Sea Snakes", "Girl of Pain".
Or the just emerging "Sky Dragon" and "The Unsullied Mother".
All church powers are involved in the race to find alien visitors.
For a while.
The Jianhai area has become a mess.
Even pirates are setting sail.
With the little clues provided in the oracle.
He began to work hard to find the legendary man who "will bring disaster to the sea".
It was a surprise to everyone.
One month has passed.
No matter how hard they try.
Just can't find the slightest clue of alien visitors.
And after the oracle is published.
The 'gods' were silent.
Two months later.
Only a very small number of people are still holding on-
These people are either fanatics or gambling dogs trying to turn their backs.
And this farce is not over yet.
But in Tavern Tales in the Land of the Seas.
This incident has been characterized as a collective oolong by the 'gods'.
Pirates often claim to have found alien visitors.
But it will soon be falsified—
As if there were always people claiming to have found the Pirate King's treasure.
The false rumors make many things unbelievable.
The calamity mentioned in the oracle did not come either.
A sea.
It still seems to be the sea.
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An uninhabited island.
Night time.
Whoohoo!
A gust of wind blows.
A coconut tree was blown up by its roots and rolled across the clearing in the center of the island with its bark.
Rolled those weak leaves into the dirt.
Whoa!
Torrential rain is pouring.
Bean-sized raindrops hit the leaves in the mud.
Beat them beyond recognition.
Totally mixed with dirt.
After a rainy night of lightning and thunder.
On the open space.
Besides the broken leaves.
A large new leaf has grown!
Among them.
A thin vine even appeared!
But welcome them.
It is the most common sun exposure in island climates.
Some leaves died.
The vines also wither.
But more leaves grew.
More vines climbed up a nearby coconut tree.
The clearings in the woods are gradually being occupied by the arrogant greenery.
That's it.
During the storm and the scorching sun.
Time goes by day by day.
In a blink of an eye.
That's four months.
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Four months later.
An uninhabited island.
Rainy night.
On a narrow beach.
A distressed figure is running wildly.
It was a handsome young man.
His feet had already been cut by shells and rocks, and he was bleeding profusely.
But he still ran tirelessly.
Because he knows.
Run.
There is still a silver lining.
Stop.
Death!
"Boom!"
A lightning bolt flashed across the sky.
The teenager glanced back.
Not far from the beach.
There is a boat that has just sunk.
The place where the boat sank.
Seven or eight strange shadows are swiftly swimming up the beach.
"I'm running out of time."
The boy's heart seemed to rise to his throat.
He rushed into the woods in one breath.
Then he closes his eyes.
The map he had recited countless times came to his mind clearly.
"It should be in this direction."
Go to the location on the map.
He removes the shovel from his back.
Start digging like crazy.
He didn't have much strength, and the heavy rain affected his efficiency. After digging for a while, the seven or eight figures were already surrounded by the woods.
The boy didn't seem to see it.
Just shovel hard.
Boom!
A lightning bolt streaks across the night sky.
The boy's lips were pale, his expression grim, and he was shoveling the dirt like he was crazy.
But soon.
His movements froze there.
Because his shovel hit a hard granite.
Below.
Nothing else.
"Impossible... my mother couldn't lie to me..."
The teenager is in a state of disarray.
Right now.
Among the seven or eight.
One said in stiff common language:
"Come back with us."
"Quentin."
"You are meant to be one of us."
"The "God of Sea Wolf" is watching you, you can't escape..."
The boy seemed to hear something extremely terrifying.
He raised the shovel sharply:
"Don't come here!"
"I don't want to become a monster like you!"
Boom!
Another lightning flash.
Light up the faces of those people-
Their heads are pointed like shuttles.
They have scales and gills on their faces.
The upper body is narrow and the lower body is bloated, with webbed feet and fins on the waist.
It's even scarier.
They are covered with dense, sucker-like foreign bodies.
It's disgusting to look at.
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"This is the gift of the sea wolf god."
One of them laughed softly:
"The disaster is coming, only the bottom of the sea is our shelter."
"Don't you understand?"
Speaking.
He takes two steps forward.
Possibly unsuitable for walking on land, he tripped over a vine in the clearing.
Next moment.
He snorted, the web of his right hand turned into a sharp fin soldier, and he slashed on the vine with one knife!
Stab!
The vine has been cut.
A pale green juice flows out.
Xu is feeling annoyed.
Or maybe it's to put more pressure on teenage Quentin.
The believer of the sea wolf **** suddenly raised the "fin soldier" in his hand, and chopped off all the surrounding leaves with more than 20 knives in a row!
With it.
He uprooted several vines!
Looking at the boy's terrified eyes.
The man smiled contentedly:
"Join us and you will have that power too."
"Even stronger."
"You are a candidate for the "New Sea Wolf Warrior" appointed by Lord Paul. As long as you are devout, you can gain more divine power..."
Speaking ~IndoMTL.com~ the rest of the crowd pressed on.
Clearing.
The teenager holds the shovel helplessly.
His eyes flashed with determination.
"I'm sorry, Mom."
"I still can't find it..."
He just thought of this.
A somewhat jerky, sleepy voice came from below:
"Fuck."
"Who..."
"Pulled my hair?"
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