The human races in Faerûn are all kinds of strange. Hundreds of different ethnic groups can be distinguished from skin color, hair color, eye color, nose bridge, eye sockets and many other aspects.
However, it is rare to see people with black hair, black eyes and straight hair. It can even be said to be very rare. However, in the only records, the Imaskans who disappeared in history all have this characteristic.
But due to geographical and time barriers, even the elves, whose civilization has lasted for more than 20,000 years, know very little about ‘Imaskar’. As soon as Zhou Qingfeng asked, the old wizard Bank knew that he could not provide any information.
but......
"Jason once hired a group of rookie followers. Those reckless guys were robbing 'fat sheep' in the city. The ancient fragments I got recently came from the package they grabbed. How about you help me find that one?"
Fat Sheep'?"
How to investigate this matter without clues?
Who knows where the 'fat sheep' that was robbed by the rookie is? At most, it means that the 'fat sheep' has no strength. But there are thousands of similar people, how to find them?
With such a clueless matter, someone else would really be helpless. But Old Bank chuckled and said, "Maybe I can really help."
The prophecy arcana has basic abilities such as finding people, finding objects, and finding locations. The legendary Grand Arcanist can go back in time to see what happened in the past, and can also warn of upcoming dangers.
According to the clues given by Zhou Qingfeng, Old Bank, a ninth-level prophecy wizard, picked up the package dropped by the 'Fat Sheep', a tattered and rough animal skin. He used it as a spell-casting medium, formed a spell in his mouth, and chanted
out.
‘Biolocation’.
The tattered animal skin decomposed into ash and was blown into the air by the night wind. It turned into a shadowless rope, moving east and west. After Old Bank finished reciting the spell, all the flying ash lost control and dissipated in an instant.
Zhou Qingfeng was stunned, not knowing whether he had found it or not. Old Bank smiled bitterly and said: "Sir Hugo, the person you are looking for is still alive, and he is in the Artisan District of Cold Wind City. But where is he specifically?
I have no idea."
Then what......?
"That person is used to coming out at night. He is a refugee who escaped from the city. Sorry, 'Fat Sheep' has not been in contact with animal skins for a long time. I only have so much information. You need to find it yourself next.
Already."
The old wizard pointed to the city where cries and screams could be heard from time to time, "Bitter Wind City has been established for hundreds of years and has experienced wars, destruction and reconstruction many times. There are tens of thousands of residents in the city, and the population around the city is incalculable.
Because of its long history, the city’s sewers are inhabited by slime monsters, secret societies gather in abandoned ditches, and thieves and cultists roam in the slums. The rich and powerful do not manage the artisan area very much, but the person you are looking for should be among them.”
Zhou Qingfeng curled his lips, the management of Hanfeng City was indeed too poor. If he were the city lord, he would never give up until he swept the city's foxes and rats back and forth several times. Now that he knew that the target was in the Artisan District, he was also an investigator after all.
direction.
After obtaining the key information, a virtual screen suddenly popped up, and the 'Goddess Mission' asked - What is your choice in the face of the secrets buried in history?
A secret in history?
One of the important reasons why Zhou Qingfeng came to Cold Wind City was that he had an inexplicable 'goddess mission'. This mission didn't tell him what he was going to do, but it just drove him to Cold Wind City.
Due to his contact with the goddess Angelis, he came anyway despite being inexplicable. After all, Harmony Village is too small and the Black Forest is too underdeveloped. If you want to develop, you can't be autistic and not come out.
The world is so big, being a village chief is too boring.
It has been several days since I arrived in Cold Wind City, and nothing major seems to have happened. Zhou Qingfeng has been bumping around like marbles, and it is only now that he has officially activated this mission.
Imasca, a civilization that was once glorious but has disappeared, has square characters, black hair and black eyes, respects ancestors but does not believe in gods, and also likes to farm.
Zhou Qingfeng was both excited and melancholy. He was excited because he might not be alone, but he was melancholy because his people might have been extinct for thousands of years.
The sun and the moon shine together, time and space change, everything is too late.
"Am I late?" Zhou Qingfeng jumped off the city wall and returned to his residence. Old Bank promised to help pay attention to such news, but he knew that if he wanted to trace the source, he could only rely on himself.
The 'fat sheep' who was robbed was a refugee from outside the city. He could not stay in one place in order to survive. And those who were used to coming out at night were either thieves or gangsters, or even low-level bandits.
The next day after getting the clue, Zhou Qingfeng started taking action - looking for a guy who brought ancient fragments to Cold Wind City, but was robbed by a group of rookie young people.
His solution to this problem is super simple - the Artisan District is a slum, and there are disputes all the time. The strange maids act as eyes and ears. If there is a fight, he will go there.
There was a lot of information collected, but very little related to the unlucky 'fat sheep'. For example, yesterday I heard that there was a haunted well. I ran over and saw that there were ghosts in the well of a family that committed suicide due to poverty.
For example, the day before yesterday I learned about a certain illegal shop selling suspicious jerky. An investigation revealed that the 'suspicious jerky' was all human flesh, sourced from homeless people in and outside the city. The meat of women and children was the most popular.
For example, the day before yesterday there was a rumor that a plague had appeared somewhere outside the city. It was true, but it was too far away, the location was unknown, and it was impossible to get there, so there was no way to investigate.
When encountering such bad things, we will deal with those who should be spared, those who should be executed, and those who should be filed for investigation later. In short, Zhou Qingfeng is very busy, and he can be called a model of enthusiastic love for the people.
Until one night, in a dark and dirty shanty alley, two men in tattered clothes beat another man with sticks. The latter screamed for help desperately, but everyone in the streets and alleys avoided it and could not avoid it.
There are at least dozens of similar crimes every day in the Craftsman District, which are nothing more than robberies caused by poverty and no other reasons.
Zhou Qingfeng was no longer surprised. He appeared behind the attacker and whispered: "Stop, if you keep hitting, that person will die."
The two men who committed the violence were not tall and strong. When they heard someone behind them, they quickly turned their heads. After confirming that Zhou Qingfeng was tall and strong, one of them turned around and ran away, but was hit in the thigh by a tiny arrow.
'Arrow Shooting' is just an arcane trick. It has a longer range than an adamantine shuttle, but its power is very limited. The perpetrator who was hit by the arrow fell to the ground and screamed, and the other one did not dare to move. Even the one on the ground who was robbed
Everyone stopped crying.
In the dark night, there were only the light of torches at the intersection, the narrow streets, the panicked breathing, and the pounding heartbeat. Zhou Qingfeng's high perception keenly accepted all the information, and he asked impatiently: "I'm sorry to disturb you. I
I just want to ask something."
Those who robbed and were robbed were poor people, and they had no idea what Zhou Qingfeng was talking about. But they did not dare to move, because judging from the tone and posture, the person in front of them was a powerful person.
"I'm looking for a person. He arrived in Cold Wind City about half a month ago and wrapped dozens of ancient fragments in an animal skin. But not long after he entered the city, he was robbed by the gangsters in the city.
All the ancient fragments have been lost.”
"I'm not looking for trouble with that guy, I just want to know where those ancient fragments came from?" Zhou Qingfeng took out a silver coin from his pocket and flicked it on his fingertips, "Tell me some useful information, and I'll