The southern continent of Asenland, especially near the west coast, is not within the scope of Woody's activities.
What he knows now is all deduced based on the details he heard on forums and from players in his previous life.
But if something is ordinary, it usually won't spread very far among players and will stop abruptly.
Just like this time the sahuagin attacked the ghetto.
In the players' memories, they probably don't even have the qualifications to take a chance.
Not to mention that he never ventured around here in his previous life. It was not until the Year of Darkness that the focus of his activities shifted to Woody in the south to avoid the ongoing war in the north.
However, because of this incident, Woody became much more vigilant, and became more determined in his plan to return to the familiar Northland first.
Whether it's hidden missions or major events there, Woody has tangible memories.
I won't be as passive as I am today, as if everything is being led by something.
When Woody followed Angelina and left the beach completely, Woody suddenly found that there seemed to be a message on his personal panel. It seemed to be there last night, but he kept forgetting it.
He opened it with his consciousness, and a line of information immediately appeared.
"Pharmaceutical success!"
"After diligent experiments in the alchemy room, you learned a wealth of alchemical knowledge from the experiments, and your related skills have been improved!"
"Alchemy +3"
…
"The adventure is over!"
"After a night of hard fighting, you have gained valuable experience and your relevant skills have been improved!"
"Athletics +2, Swordsmanship +4, Stealth +2."
…
The first message was as of when Woody finished configuring the potion and was getting ready to set off last night, and the latest one was just now.
This is the same as the previous life, but at that time it was much harder to get skill points. It basically took two or three days of adventure on average and three or four battles before the player's skill points would be improved accordingly.
But at this moment, he can understand that a battle has gone up by so many points.
After all, his fighting consciousness in his previous life is still there, which enables him to use this body to be superior to ordinary people in every aspect.
Even if you play many spellcaster characters in the game, your related spellcasting skill points will also increase faster than others, and you can even master metamagic feats in advance.
What's more, it's reality now.
So when Woody clicked on his personal panel again.
The professional skills column becomes.
Professional skills: Knowledge 5, Immunity 5, Survival 5, Swordsmanship 9, Stealth 24, Trap 5, Movement 7, Alchemy 18.
There is a long way to go.
Looking pitiful, with even single-digit panels, Woody couldn't bear to look at it. After all, his player character's skill points in his previous life were never so miserable.
But this was only his second day as a demon hunter.
A thousand miles begins with a single step.
You have to do it step by step.
Woody calmed down and prepared to move on.
But before he followed for a while, a female voice came into Woody's ears.
"Master Woody, how long will you continue to follow us?"
It was Angelina. The young monk girl stopped at some point, with a look of extreme vigilance on her face.
"As expected, he is a monk who can track enemies based on his breath!"
Woody secretly lamented that after knowing that Angelina was a monk, he did not have any expectations for his move to hide his identity.
After all, even "shapeshifters" who can change their race at will can't escape the monk's perception traceability, let alone a small and simple image change.
Of course, he refused to admit it.
"Miss Brina, am I the same as you and can't even go back to my own home?"
Among them, when he said the word "Bulina", he said it in a very teasing way.
But what Woody didn't expect was that the face of the monk girl in front of him became very strange after hearing what he said.
"But the end of this road is a dead end! It's not the way back to the city."
"..."
Seeing that the young man in hunting attire in front of her was rendered speechless by her words, Angelina sighed.
"Tell me, Master Woody, what exactly do you want to do? I have very important things to do now and I don't have time to stay here."
She could no longer see through the young man in front of her now, and she couldn't figure out what his motives were.
If "Qi" hadn't felt that this young man was not hostile to her, she might have taken action long ago - she had never been good at thinking.
Seeing that if he continued to lie, Woody might exhaust the patience of the girl in front of him, so he shrugged and admitted helplessly.
"Okay, I am indeed following you."
"Why are you following me?" the girl asked.
Woody did not answer, but put on a serious face and asked seriously.
"Miss Brina, to be honest, if I read correctly, you are a warrior monk, right?"
"How did you..."
Now it was Angelina's turn to be surprised and speechless.
After all, even Cowell, the boss of the underworld in the slums, didn't see that she was a warrior monk. He only thought that she was just a warrior with flexible hands and feet and quick reactions.
She always believed that her identity was a secret that no one could recognize, but she didn't want to be revealed by the young man in front of her. This made Angelena a little unsure.
Did he also meet the mysterious master?
She seems to know her professional status as a monk very well.
Or does he also want to learn? Or...
"Miss Brina, I have no interest in your career as a monk, and I don't want to find a master who teaches you Qi. I just need your help."
Seeing the girl's confusion, Woody directly expressed his needs.
Just now on the road, he had already carefully considered the pros and cons.
It's not that he forced himself to make excuses.
Instead, he remembered that the monk had a specialty that was very useful to him now.
Originally, since it was almost impossible to meet monks in the city in the south, I didn't think about it.
But now that he has encountered it, if he has the help of the monk girl in front of him, the success rate of his next plan will be increased by two, not three levels.
"You want me to help you? But I..."
After hearing Woody's words, Angelina became even more confused. She pointed to her only remaining hand.
"I can't help you with anything, I'm just a useless person with a broken arm now."
Of course Woody didn't take her self-deprecation to heart, but explained it very seriously.
"I'm not asking you to fight, but you just need to watch from the side."
"When the time comes, just use your energy to feel it, lock it in, and finally tell me where her weakness is!"
"Your anger should be able to do that, right?"
Although he asked rhetorically, his tone was indeed affirmative.
——"Weakness Perception": When a monk enters a battle, he can use the energy emitted by the enemy to locate the enemy's weak point. When the monk attacks the weak point with his bare hands, your basic damage will be +3 points.
It also comes with internal injuries, heavy hits and other effects.
"Everywhere you look, there are flaws and failed creations! - The old man in cloth shook his head and walked off the stage. Behind him, a five-meter-high iron golem was already in pieces."
"Weakness Perception" is a professional specialty that every monk will have as long as he takes up a job. Just like the "Demon Hunting Heart" of the demon hunter, it is indispensable and irreplaceable.
"But……"
After knowing that this was Woody's purpose, Angelina breathed a sigh of relief, but just as she was about to refuse, she was interrupted by Woody.
"Don't refuse in a hurry. I heard what you two just said. Your sister disappeared because of the sahuagin."
Woody said as he walked towards the standing motionless monk girl.
"If she is still alive, do you think it is faster to search alone, or two people? Besides, the sahuagin..."
He pointed at himself, then untied the package that smelled of fish that he had been carrying in his hand, and let more than a dozen huge one-meter-long gray-white tongues and giant gills unique to fish fall to the ground, piled in a pile.
Same as the hills.
The little boy hiding behind the girl was so frightened that he screamed, and Woody's voice seemed particularly sonorous and powerful in the scream.
"Fourteen, that's the number I killed in one night, only a lot more!"
After seeing that the monk girl was also stunned when she saw the organs of the sahuagin, Woody's voice began to turn softer and he persuaded.
"So, you help me, I help you, we help each other."
Woody is already very close to Angelina, only three steps away.
"It's a fair deal, isn't it?"
He bathed in the morning light rising from the sea in the morning, and together with thousands of rays of sunshine, he extended his right hand to the girl in front of him.
