I think you can't even imagine the happiness of a warlock.

Chapter 468 Underground Energy Factory
After confirming the strength of Chen Zhou's simulacrum and Toga, Donal, who had just gotten off the flying ship, decisively counted the two as company employees.

Regardless of the other happy adventurers in the guild, Donal, as a paladin, returned to this plane mainly to ensure the development of the branch and avoid being excluded by organizations like the Vientiane Society.

From this, Chen Zhou sent a letter to the Carnival Pirates' contact person in Damali Port to collect the debt, and then began his long-awaited life as an adventurer...

……

"But no one said we have to start looking for cats in the sewers?"

A few days later, in the underground area of ​​Damali Port, the Resigned Adventure Team accepted a cat-finding mission issued by the industrial priest who was passing by.

In fact, the industrial priest who passed by was just an arrangement by the company, and their real purpose was to investigate the magic bats that had recently appeared throughout the city.

Donal, who was walking at the front of the team with his whole body glowing like a flashlight, said firmly: "Listen, looking for a cat in the sewer is one of the shortcomings that every novice adventurer has to experience."

"I thought that was a guerrilla job?"

"never heard of that."

At the same time, I became more and more curious about the level of this great mage who originally claimed to be a "talking spirit summoning thunder or meteorites" but actually cast spells to hit people from a distance.

"Here we are."

Up and down, the power is used to activate the magic written on it, providing inexhaustible power to Damali Port.

This is still Donal's suggestion - the dictation of ontological prophecy and simulacra will not waste magic power like the other seven schools of thought.

It can’t be a legend?

Unknowingly, the three of them had arrived at the destination of their trip, one of the many energy plants located underground in Damali Port.

Externally, Marquis Olysia and his family claimed that there was a natural steam source beneath the city. It was suspected that there was a special magical terrain or that ancient dragon turtles nested underground.

The dragon turtle's innate ability is steam.

But many people question this argument. After all, the Dragon Turtle's breath is high-temperature steam combining water and fire, not normal-temperature steam like Damali.

For example, Chen Zhou's real body had already identified the person who assassinated the simulacrum and the forces behind it a few days ago, and discovered a lot of dirty information about the Vientiane Society.

"Oh, yes, yes, actually, I am a prophet...wait, isn't this Stella's operation?"

In fact, there are many real prophets like Chen Zhou who send simulacra and summon creatures to go out and do things.

At least Chen Zhou and Toga didn't think that professional adventurers would accept such a mundane task.

"Didn't Toga claim to be able to use tortoise shells for divination, and didn't you, Cen, claim to be an expert diviner?"

If you really have the funds to hire adventurers to investigate the underground areas of the city, it would be more reliable to find a prophet for help.

A large amount of high-pressure steam gushes from the ground to push the equipment into continuous mechanical motion. From the outside, it looks like a jungle with steel towers standing tall.

Chen Zhou was suddenly a little unsure whether the high elf he was fighting against with his spell was his true form or a substitute.

Toga, who was at the end of the team, had a somewhat complicated expression. This was the first time he had seen a mage play like this, and it was a worthwhile trip.

Until some time ago, rumors of Nicodranus enslaving the water djinn continued to circulate, causing Marquis Olysia to receive many questioning looks.

The fall of the floating dragon kingdom Dragonia proves that no matter how powerful the mortal kingdom is, it cannot withstand the terrible revenge of alien creatures. In particular, elemental creatures are not divine beings and can travel between the two worlds unscrupulously. A little carelessness can cause A great disaster.

What's more... the slave trade is one of the business projects of the Vientiane Society. This group of pure businessmen may indeed be bold enough to enslave the giant spirits without caring about their revenge after they escape.

Donal thinks this is a good entry point for Equiz Xuan.

"Hello, we are the fateful adventure team of the Wasted Effort Guild."

The dragonborn gentleman told the guard who was so nervous that he was about to sound the alarm: "A hairless cat strayed underground some time ago. The client asked us to help find it. This is the certificate we applied to the Industrial Church."

Hearing the names of the guild and the team, the guard who was nervous just a second ago almost failed.

Toga tugged at Chen Zhou's gray robe and whispered, "You're laughing."

Even though it was only for a short moment, he still captured the expression of the guard Bengbuzhu.

Chen Zhou nodded and had nothing but admiration for Donal. There was actually someone who could say such a strange name without changing his expression.

"It's actually proof of the Industrial Church?"

The guards wanted to blow them away, but immediately changed their minds after hearing the name of the church and took the document from the Dragonborn's hand.

It is indeed the pass issued by the city lord to the Industrial Church.

After returning the document to the adventure team leader named Tutu, the guard became obviously more relaxed: "What is your relationship with the Industrial Church?"

"The cat they raised was lost." Donal said nonsense without changing his expression. "As you know, the Father of All Machines is also called the God of Cats and Industrialization by them, so they raised a few cats. ”

But that was actually the civet angel from Paradise.

Hearing this, Toga was thoughtful. Perhaps it was due to the nature of the church. He found that the Industrial Church paid much higher attention to secular affairs than most churches.

For the forces on the city lord's side, the Industrial Church, which actively promotes production and strongly supports infrastructure construction, is a basically credible ally.

The three of them entered the power zone easily without encountering many obstacles. There was even a manager named Torre who kindly followed and supervised them.

When he first heard from the guards that a cat was missing from the Industrial Church, Torre almost thought they were joking or using it as an excuse to do something.

It was not until several workers on duty in the power area later proved that the industrial priest did bring a cat with him when he came for maintenance, that the misunderstanding was finally resolved.

I thought that this industrial church was not up to par.

"I just asked, the workers have never encountered the hairless cat. Has it left here?"

No matter how nimble a cat is, how can it avoid the sight of a hundred people at the energy plant?
So Torre suspected that the missing cat was probably somewhere else.

"Let's ask Maple Sugar Cen about this." Donal almost laughed, "He is a prophecy mage with outstanding ability, and he has already found out where the cat is before he comes."

"Prophetist?"

When the administrator heard this, he looked at the tall gray-robed tiger man with confusion in his eyes. He always felt that this adventure team, from its name to its members to its profession, was just trying to make fun of others.

"How can you assume the Khajiit's profession?"

The racial discrimination and stereotypes in the magical world are actually quite serious. Chen Zhou confidently took out his staff and started to pretend to cast spells: "I will soon be able to find the location of the cat using the "Biological Location Technique". "

Aren't you the one yourself, Torre secretly complained, the Industrial Church can just support you directly.

(End of this chapter)