Along the narrow and simple road, Zhao Mai drove quickly northward, surpassing those travelers riding mules or driving ox carts. Most of the people who use these means of transportation and draw weapons when they see taxis are adventurers. They may have just gotten into the cottage, or they may have had several successful experiences, and have accumulated some small money to buy a car for the team.

Adventurers are not afraid of walking. After all, the farther and the more dangerous it is, the less people compete for the mission. The reason for buying a car is to avoid insufficient carrying capacity and not to transport the spoils away into money. For adventurers, almost everything that can be moved is spoils, even an old tablecloth has its own value.

Adventures are very utilitarian, either money, fame, faith or love. Because of this, what can bring the above four kinds of gains are "good challenges", and what is missing is bad challenges. What adventurers are most afraid of is waste of effort, so five kinds of monsters have been selected as "Black Five", which is the kind of difficult and poor existence.

Elements, necromancers, mud monsters, plants and structures are fortunate to be on the list, and become the kind of adventurers who sigh when they see it, express the existence that they are cursed and are the least willing to face. If they need to rank in the sixth category, then the strange monsters that are raging in the Farmer's Forest can be on the list. The Mother of Monsters likes to create all kinds of twists, blasphemy and evil monsters, constantly breaking through the limits of ugly and monsters. Most monsters are born to disgust people, so they will naturally not bring any spoils to make people like them.

Therefore, in the camp where adventurers gathered near the Farmer Forest, everyone was resting, waiting for the Silver Crusaders to come and take action. In order to avoid unnecessary onlookers, Zhao Mai disguised "the·che" as a four-wheeled carriage and parked at the outermost periphery of the camp.

"Hey, aren't these Green and Sok from Neibo Town? Have you opened the store here?" The speaker was a strong orc man with a double-barrel hunting rifle on his broad shoulders, and a special model with a pair of axes. He was wearing simple and loose chain armor, but Green knew that he actually had a delicate custom breastplate, which was considered a relatively wealthy adventurer.

"The dwarf is coming here to experiment with some ideas and accumulate some experience for future improvements. Nugt, how long have you been here?"

"I'm so bored that I'm already very bored and want to find some fun from my old friends." The orc grinned: "You have just come from Neibo Town, so you must have brought some fresh supplies, right?"

"Wait, what you said is indeed the case." Green jumped into the car in three or two steps, then took a glass bottle. The bottle was originally labeled, but it had long been killed by Zhao Mai. This was a bottle of brandy brought from the earth and placed in the taxi cabinet in case of emergency, such as now.

The orc unbuttoned the cap, sniffed hard, then raised his eyebrows and nodded: "Well, you are still having a wide range of friends. Although this bottle of wine is not the best I have ever seen, it is also among the best."

"It's indeed a friend's thing, I'll introduce it to you." Green called Zhao Mai over: "This is my close friend Mike, who is a druid, from the druid community of Farmer Forest. This is a person who can be entrusted to his back."

"Thank you for your praise," Zhao Mai said.

"You are from the Druid community? Why does it feel particularly awkward to see you wearing this druid robe?"

Zhao Mai looked down and found that it was not very suitable. The druid robe of the Infernal Walker Community was a kind of etiquette dress worn during the ritual of perception. The wide hem and wide cuffs, the oblique front chest and the inlaid red-edged gray fabric are its main features. Zhao Mai has never been able to have an official robe, which was made by Dogian based on memories.

"I also feel a little awkward, so it's better to fight equipment." Zhao Mai reached out and grabbed the clothes on the back of his neck and pulled them hard, throwing them out. The so-called battle clothes were a simple leather armor, which was bought from Neibo Town, and only the bankrupt adventurers would choose. Zhao Mai just restored it with the repair spell.

"Are your friend crazy, or are the druids of the Infinite Walker community like this?" The orc looked at the bottle in his hand, fearing that some kind of drug that would reduce intelligence would be thrown into it, so he stuffed it back to Green.

"Have you seen other druids of the Infernal Affairs Walker? When and where?" Zhao Mai asked anxiously.

"Just in the camp, a little white-faced named Lucius, who is pretty but has a bad mind. He advised us not to attack the monsters in the forest, and to wait here to stop the Silver Crusaders from sending us money." The orc snorted: "If it weren't for him being polite, I would have beaten this stupid guy who cut off his wealth."

"Lucius? I'm about to look for him, but I have an old account to calculate." Zhao Mai clenched his fist, and the force of the natural force swept across the entire camp. Several spellcasters sensed it, looked around in confusion and alerted.

Lucius was driven away again, and he was almost the least popular person in the camp. Some good tempers pushed him away at most, warning him not to get closer. He just shut up with his fists.

He could avoid or block those fists, but this would cause more conflicts and affect the persuasion work. So he took the fists with the uninjured parts and then used the natural force to heal. This wave of force fluctuations naturally attracted his attention. All the druids who could cause this phenomenon were the great druids, and he hurried towards the source.

"Mike, what do you do when you suddenly cast the Force?" Wadsworth walked over with a cane. He sniffed the smell around him and shook his head: "There are too many people here and too confusing. How long do you want to stay here?"

"I will set off when Sok finished unloading his stuff. But I will act alone first and try flying directly from the air." Zhao Mai happened to ask the orcs about the air passage, "Didn't the caster try to enter the forest from the sky?"

"There are flying monsters to intercept them, black wings, and four arms with crow-mouthed monsters." The orc said helplessly: "In the sky, there is no enough cover, which is actually more dangerous. The caster can only reconnaissance occasionally, and the progress of the advance depends on the ground."

Zhao Mai nodded. Not everyone is like him who has strong flying and rushing ability, and it is normal for this situation to happen.

"Mike, it's you? You're back, it's so great!" Lucius's blonde hair was still fluttering, and he ran towards Zhao Mai. He saw Wadsworth, felt the natural force belonging to the mangroves from him, and said, "Where did you invite the big druid?"

"Don't talk about this for now. You bastard cut my rope and almost killed me?" Zhao Mai snorted, and the reserved grain immediately showed his teeth to Lucius and let out a low roar.

"Ah? I haven't said that you tied my neck with a rope and almost strangled me to death!" Lucius stopped and pointed to his neck and said, "Look at the traces here, there is still a scar that has not disappeared!"

"Tie you with a rope? You bastard walked in front and jumped into the water, and then used the cloud and mist technique. I couldn't see you at all, so why did you tie you with a rope?"

"Later, I was rescued by mentor Joseph. After returning to the community, I figured it out. It was also at that time that we knew you were not dead and chose to set out to the south." Lucius said: "When you cut off the rope, at least you have not suffered any torture all the way, nor have you been worried about being silenced all day long."

"Where are the two of them, are they okay?"
Chapter completed!