Diablo Destruction

Chapter 688 The second important thing

I woke up when the morning sunlight shone into the tent again.

What day is it now? Judging from the lazy state of his body, he must have slept for at least a day and a night.

The Hanbag KFC team returned to Rogge Camp in the morning. In other words, it was at least the morning of the second day, or even the morning of the third day. The morning of the fourth day should be unlikely. It was already there before returning. After a good sleep, my body is not that weak yet, and I don’t have the attributes of a sleeping god like the little ghost.

In total, the remaining month, with the experience of the Blood Wilderness and the Cold Plains, and the time spent working with the two teams to kill Bisu Bosu, half a month has passed, and the remaining months have passed. There is not much time, if I want to go back on time.

Originally, I wanted to ask Hagas to open a back door and teleport us to the second floor of the cemetery. Maybe I could fulfill my unfulfilled wish - to knock down Sister An.

When I was in the first world, I came to Sister An's lair for the first time. At that time, in order to fulfill Sister Sharna's wish, I could only pass by it, and then let the old fox from Akala know that he had killed Belial. On the grounds that I already have the qualifications to lead to Lu Gaoyin, I was kicked to that ghost desert in the Western Kingdom to work for her.

It's really tragic when I think about it. The first oss in Diablo, the first big hurdle for newcomers, the famous Sister Andariel. After coming to Diablo for more than seven years, I have never had the opportunity to have close contact with her. It's like time travel. I have never seen magic or fighting spirit in the world of swords and magic. I don’t even know what a shiny long sword or a big mercenary with blond hair and blue eyes looks like. Let alone the world of Xianxia. It's a cultivation sect, and it's like I've never even heard of a third-rate gang.

Even if I return to my original world now, I will be called a pseudo-dark traveler because of this.

Therefore, I am very willing to make up for the regrets of the past in the current second world. It is a pity to think about Hagas' serious business character and the two top teams of Hanbag Team and KFC Team behind me. While we were waiting in line, I didn't even bother to ask.

Unless Hagas accidentally knocked her brain out last night, the answer she got must be no! !

Then, I have to accomplish another goal. For me, it is more important than knocking down Sister An.

After thinking for a moment, I had finished washing up, opened the tent door, and faced the fiery red sun in the morning.

I didn't see that thing, I didn't see that thing...

While hypnotizing myself, after taking a deep breath of fresh air that invigorated my lungs, I ignored a certain black petite figure sitting next to the tent and walked straight towards the exit of the Mage Guild gate.

First of all, before going to say hello to Hagas, let’s see what that guy Gilleb is doing.

The old pharmacist is racking his brains to think of a way to get him to give up the two fields of medicine that must be taken care of to grow, so that he can concentrate on learning medicine with himself. I can't let this damn old man succeed, otherwise in the future , doesn’t it mean that every once in a while, he has to go to a ghost place like the misty forest to pick herbs?

Muttering to myself, about half an hour later, I arrived at the old pharmacist's tent.

"Lord Alsace, why are you here?"

Gilleb is inside, struggling with some strange medicine bottles and instruments. Judging from his concentration, it seems that in the past half month, he has completely integrated into the life of a pharmacist apprentice, and he is indeed worthy of it. He is the son of a genius pharmacist. Perhaps we can expect him to grow up in the future and become the main research pharmacist on Lena's strange disease.

The old man Farah who is currently mainly responsible for Lena's drug research is really unreliable. Either he doubts his ability, or he is afraid that he will not be able to sit still and will not obediently carry out this kind of research that he says is extremely boring. He ran back to his little tent to tinker with his personal stuff again.

That's okay. The worst thing he fears is that he has a research madman mentality and uses Lena's potion as an experimental subject, adding some strange things to it and letting Lena drink it. The most optimistic result is that he will become Popeye Lena. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Lena, Spider-Man Lena, Superman Lena, Transformers Lena, Magic Cannon Girl Lena, Godzilla Lena, Terminator Lena and so on.

Huh? Among the possible examples that just flashed through my mind, one of them seemed to be slightly cute. Is it my imagination?

The more I think about it, the more frightened I become, so the existence of this guy Farah is so outrageous that it makes people uneasy even at this time.

These thoughts just flashed through my mind for a moment. When I came back to my senses, I looked at Gilleb with a doubtful look and nodded slightly.

"I just came here to take a look. How was the delivery of the first batch of herbs?"

"There is no problem. Because of the early winter, the first batch only has 245 Tekunupu plants and 302 Kapu Mau plants. However, if we go by the amount required before, I think this number should not be a problem to survive the winter. Now, in early spring, the medicine fields will be able to produce medicine again, and then the output will be more, enough to meet the needs of adults."

Gilleb explained with some excitement, do you know who he saw when he delivered the herbs for the first time? Oh, my god, maybe if he told it, others would think he was stupid. He actually sat face to face with Hagas, the great elder of the Rogge camp, who could only admire him from a distance before. .

Now just recalling that moment in his mind, Gilleb will feel slightly suffocated. He doesn’t know how he persisted without fainting from nervousness on the spot. Gilleb can no longer remember himself and the respected Haha. Mr. Garth, what did we talk about at that time? I just vaguely remembered that the other party seemed to be very happy, with a beautiful smile on his face. It was not until the other party left for a long time that Gilleb came back to his senses. The herbs on the table It was gone, replaced by more than two hundred gold coins in a small bag in his hand.

Whenever he thinks of it, Gilleb feels honored but also deeply regrets it. He cannot even remember a single sentence of the conversation at that time. Even if he remembers one sentence, it is a wonderful memory that will never be forgotten.

But what is the background of this Lord Alsace, who can actually make Hagas, the chief elder of Rogge Camp and the general leader of the Second World Adventurer Alliance, take time out of his busy schedule to come over and get the medicine himself.

Thinking of this, Gilleb was frightened for a while. He kept recalling the process of contact with this Lord Alsace in his mind. It seemed that he could not find any disrespect in himself, so he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

A local snake like him who has been hanging around at the bottom for many years probably knows the social class better than anyone else. Even if he is now a pharmacist's apprentice and is covered by a very prestigious old pharmacist in the camp, his status is much higher than before. No matter in the sky or on the earth, there is no way he can mess with people like Lord Alsace.

The identity of the adventurer, coupled with the mysterious origin that allowed Hagas to come to inspect the herbs in person, made Gilleb feel that the other party only needed one finger, just a light finger, to pinch himself and even him like a fly. Together with his teacher, who had an excellent reputation, he was crushed to death.

With this understanding in his mind, Gilleb's tone became more respectful. He even disagreed with the old pharmacist's request to destroy the medicine field and concentrate on learning medicine. I am afraid that the day the medicine field is destroyed will be The moment when his two masters and disciples were crushed to death like flies, Gilleb thought to himself. He couldn't help but smile helplessly in response to the old pharmacist's obsession with catching people's attention and his ignorance of the dark thoughts of human nature.

I had no idea in my heart that in Gilleb's heart, I had become a guy with dark human nature who wanted to crush him like a fly at any time. I nodded with satisfaction and continued to ask.

"Can these two herbs be harvested every season?"

"Yes, you are right, Lord Alsace. Their lifespan only varies by one season. When they are mature, they will sow seeds and wither quickly. This period of time is the most critical moment when harvesting mature herbs. At the same time, you must also take careful care of those picky and fragile seeds. If you are not careful, the seeds may be broken.”

It turns out that's the case. No wonder the old pharmacist said that these two medicinal fields require Gilleb to spend a lot of energy to take care of them. Such delicate herbs, which are harvested once every season, must definitely not be like what Gilleb just said. It only needs careful care during the seed stage.

Seeing my silence, Gilleb didn't know what he thought of, and showed a panicked look. Then he patted his chest vigorously: "Mr. Alsace, please rest assured. I have taken care of these two medicinal fields. There are ten After many years, nothing will go wrong."

Although I was surprised that he suddenly made such an exaggerated assurance, I attributed the reason to the attraction of money and didn’t think much about it. I had no idea that in Gilleb’s eyes, I had become a big deal. He is a demon-like existence. Even if you tell him fiercely that you will provide me with free herbal medicines and pay 100 gold coins every month as protection fee, he can only nod his head.

It seems that in the mind of a small person like him, even with the utmost imagination, he can only imagine the power of the great devil as those so-and-so big brothers who command more than a hundred local snakes in three streets.

After chatting for a while, I lost interest when I saw Gilleb's cautious and fearful look. When I left, I happened to meet the old pharmacist coming back from outside.

"Why are you still here? Let me tell you, if Gilleb can't become a great pharmacist in the future, it will be your fault."

When he saw me, the old pharmacist immediately puffed up his beard and glared. Looking at that look, if he were twenty years younger, he would have picked up the herbal hoe next to him and had a fight with me.

But his attitude did not frighten Gilleb beside him. He had already imagined in his mind that he and the old pharmacist were nailed to the stone pillar in the center of the camp and burned alive.

When he came back to his senses, he found that the other party had already left, and only the old pharmacist was still yelling at the door, saying harsh words such as "Don't come over again."

Gilleb quickly dragged his teacher back to the tent, and on the pretext of asking for advice, he finally diverted the old medicine man's attention, making him breath a sigh of relief.

This old pharmacist has quite a personality, but compared to the bad-character misers I have encountered before, he is much more ordinary and loose. If I had really argued with him, I would have vomited blood and died. .

Walking on the road, it only took me a blink of an eye to forget about the existence of the old pharmacist and began to think carefully in my heart.

Although I had discussed it with Gilleb some time ago, but now that I actually saw the herbal medicine coming out safely and being handled by Hagas personally, the last little stone in my heart finally fell away.

Next, it seems that there is only one last thing left to do, which is also the second most important thing I only put after the first thing of finding herbs for Lena.

After thinking about it, I went straight to Hajiasi's shop. Casually speaking, she was the same as Akara. As a great elder, she also worked part-time as a small black shop merchant, openly engaging in official and business activities.

Unfortunately, adventurers in the second world are rarely short of potions. Most of the time, she can only sell some identification scrolls and town return scrolls, so this part-time job is much easier than Akala's.

When I arrived at her little tent, she happened to be inside, saving me the trouble of looking around.

"Oh, that... Sir Alsace?"

Hagas was about to speak when she suddenly noticed the figure following me. She couldn't help but change the topic and asked in a high tone with an expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile. She probably meant to ask me that the other party already knew my true identity. Identity does not.

"Ahem, hello, Great Elder Hajias. Please forgive me for disturbing you."

I gave a slight adventurer's salute and answered Hagas' question with practical actions. Although there is no problem in telling her now, but how can I put it, I'm just... too lazy.

"Oh, that's it. It seems that Sir Alsace has an extra little tail."

Hagas nodded slightly, glanced behind me, and smiled softly. She was obviously younger than Akara, but she looked no different from a thirty-year-old stunningly beautiful woman. The same thing happened to the dead rotten girl behind her. How should I put it? He is already an adventurer in the second world. He should be around fifty years old, but regardless of his petite and beautiful appearance, his behavior like a small animal, his withdrawn character, and his paranoid and fanatical attitude, it seems that They are almost like two sisters with Princess Sanwu.

If you think about it this way, adventurers are really terrifying beings.

"Elder Hagas, you must have misunderstood something."

My eyebrows twitched and I immediately denied it. Although in the original world, I had many thoughts such as "I will form the head" and "I will form the big hand", but I thought that there would be a fujoshi now. My little tail is really something that can give me nightmares at night.

"Don't talk about it for now. I'm here this time. Firstly, I want to say hello to you. Secondly, I also want to ask you to do a favor."

I sat across from Hajias without permission, poured myself a glass of refreshing water, and started talking.

"Oh, I don't know how I can help Mr. Alsace. As long as it's within my ability and it doesn't violate the rules, please feel free to ask."

Hajias smiled softly, but the emphasis on the words "does not violate the rules" sounded anything but gentle to my ears, rather akin to Akara's charm.

"I want to inquire about Belial's location."

After secretly cursing in my heart, I quietly made my request.

"Hey, wasn't Belial killed by you... Well, Sir Arthas, shouldn't you be the one who knows Belial's position best?"

As the great elder of the second world, Hagas was quite aware of the monster attack on the village caused by the first appearance of Demon King Belial six years ago, and naturally also knew about the projection of Belial in the first world. , the right to kill first fell into my hands, so I was so surprised that I didn’t know Belial’s location.

"Well, if you think about it, it's been more than six years. It's not surprising that you forgot about it for a while."

I looked around and chuckled and replied, "Please, please, please remember my Luchi setting at this time, bastard, don't always recall it when you don't need to recall it." You just can't remember it when you need to, you bastard!

"That's it..."

Hagas seemed to really not want to remember it, so she muttered in confusion, and then pointed to the northwest.

"Just in this direction, keep going, about a hundred kilometers or so to a place called Selbei Forest. Oh, you probably don't know the origin of Selbei Forest. It was Belial who appeared there later. It’s convenient to locate its location, so I named the original nameless forest specially. It’s a pity that before Belial appeared, it was as beautiful as a fairyland..."

"..."

"Well, Sir Alsace, do you have any more questions?"

After sighing for a while, Hagas put down her hand and saw that I kept giggling at her, so she couldn't help but ask strangely.

"Nothing, it's just a matter of direction..."

"Eh? Didn't I just say that? It's in the Selbei Forest, more than a hundred kilometers to the northwest." Hagas stretched out her hand again and pointed to the northwest.

"Even if you say so..."

I tilted my head depressedly and continued to stare at Hagas. Fortunately, you are still a student of Akara. It is a natural and natural setting that I am a road idiot. Remember it quickly, you idiot.

Perhaps her own brainwaves of resentment finally synchronized with Hagas's brainwaves. She looked at me strangely for a while, then suddenly showed an expression of realization and said softly "Oh."

When I think about it, I think about it, why do I have to make some movements and sounds that seriously hurt my fragile soul? It suddenly dawns on me that you are my sister, oh your sister.

"Don't worry, Sir Alsace, I will let the soldiers lead the way for you."

Hagas finally understood the main purpose of me looking for her this time and gave me the answer I wanted most.