The fisherman druid is in another world

Chapter 216 Perceiving clues
Abad has the talent of grasping fate. Not only is he not afraid of losing clues, he can also avoid dangers, enter the scene at the right time, be calm and unrestrained, and sharpen his knife without missing a beat.

Of course, this talent is high-end, but it is not heaven-defying. The last time the Legendary Group was tricked by the Black God, it was because of his trust in this talent that it was self-defeating and the market wasted for more than ten years.

Although Abad reflected on it afterwards and realized the shortcomings of 'path dependence', he did not stop eating because of it.

After all, even if the Black God wanted to trick him, he would have to use law-level power, which in Eastern metaphysics is the power of the great road.

Using Luo Bo's relevant cognitive thinking to understand, the true meaning of the great road is indeed precious, but what is more precious is the power to carry the true meaning.

After all, once the true meaning of the Dao is discovered, just like Einstein's special theory of relativity, the depth of understanding may vary, but it can be held for a long time and even passed down.

But Zhenyi wants to interfere with the material world, just like converting basic theory into applied technology. In this regard, transcendence can be said to be a "little song that is easy to sing but difficult to sing". As long as you have the appropriate extraordinary power, you can carry all kinds of information, including the true meaning of the great road.

But this 'suitable extraordinary power' is more impressive. In the era of low magic and the end of the Dharma, the essence is that all extraordinary powers are converted, and they are used up like mineral deposits. Therefore, even if the technology can be passed on normally, it will have no use.

From this point of view, even if Black God has a mine at home, he will use less and less, and he will not waste it a few times. With the legendary immortal group's characteristics of being an immortal and powerful, he is really not afraid of fighting a resource consumption war with it.

In this case, why give up such a useful innate ability?
Therefore, the Legend Heavenly Group repaired for two days before setting off on the road calmly and rushing to their destination.

Robb was fine with that.

He was not idle anyway. He spent two days traveling around the mountains and rivers, and explored three treasure fishing areas.

In the past, his attitude towards the Diaobao area was very precious. He wanted to embark on the path of sustainable development for any area.

Now he is like a scumbag who has been with too many girls. He lacks sincerity and is ruthless. He is also depleted quickly. Almost every night when he goes to the sanctuary in his heart, he changes the treasure fishing area.

As for the trumpet Musa, because it is a divided soul and is only an accessory, it does not have the authority to build the inner sanctum. It still uses the San Dezi's inner sanctum.

The sound of cars rumbled as the four-wheeled carriage carried Luo Bo on the smooth gravel road.

This place is no more remote and remote than the St. Myra Monastery. It is already in the interior of Bambia. Although it is not yet a fertile land, it is relatively densely populated. Most of the fertile and beautiful high-quality areas have been occupied by development. , and there are gravel roads equivalent to national highways connecting various cities.

Although this gravel road is not comparable to the modern asphalt roads on earth, it has another advantage that no asphalt road can match, that is, it does not retain rain or snow, but it is always wet, and cars cannot pass dust.

Walking on this road, looking at the bleak winter scenery along the way, a faint sense of superiority arises spontaneously.

As night falls, three cars enter a small town called Gaopo.

As its name suggests, this town is built on an earthen hill with high walls and thick walls. It looks like a castle from a distance. When you get closer, you will find that there is no core barrier, only the town hall built according to the mountain.

Abad and the others had no interest in this kind of town. The reason why they settled here was partly because the hired driver could not drive at night. On the other hand, it was because his intuition told Abad that valuable clues could be obtained here, or something that would have an impact on their goals could be triggered.

So after finding a hotel to stay in, they went straight to the tavern. After all, pubs are the most frequently used social gathering place in this era.

As Gaopo Town is next to the main road and has a better geographical location, it happens to be a transit point for tourists traveling from north to south to stay at sunset. Therefore, there is no shortage of mobile business travelers, so there are three bars.

Abad and the others didn't know which one would get what they wanted, so they tried one by one.

Robbo chose to move freely, wandering around to see if he could trigger an event, and took advantage of the situation to make this town another treasure fishing area.

As a result, he accidentally discovered the power of the Black God.

To be more precise, it is the fluctuation of the blood slave's extraordinary power.

The golden jujube series is called the holy fruit by the minions of the Black God. Just by hearing this name, you know that it is related to faith and divine power.

Whether it is the ancient gods from the primitive prehistoric times or the gods of today's various series, as long as it involves faith, from the perspective of Luo Bo's information cognition, there is a concept similar to the frequency band of radio broadcasts.

The Black God has a unique frequency, but Luo Bo has a divine soul and has a far keener ability to perceive divine power and faith than ordinary extraordinary people, so he noticed it.

And he found that the source of the signal was quickly moving away.

This is a bit interesting.

The sky has completely darkened. Outside the town, the evil force called Nightmare is raging. Some of these monsters are not easy to provoke even for him now. However, these blood slaves are not afraid of danger and insist on Is there any high-value information in the activities at night?
So after just a brief thought, he chose to follow.

And since they started doing big work at St. Myra Monastery, Abad and the others took the initiative to strengthen their communication and positioning capabilities with him.

The positioning ability mainly relies on the magic weapon Eagle Wings, which is equipped with a special antenna-like component so that it can continuously emit signals of the power of death cold.

His power of death coldness and uniqueness are also very strong.

Abad and others said that this authentic "death" smell is unforgettable and impressive.

Therefore, master alchemist Karim created a magic box similar to a receiver.

The key core of this magic box is a crystallized runestone of the power of death cold created by him. Just relying on this rune stone, we can remotely calibrate each other's positions.

And communication is based on this positioning, the Royal Envoy Energy Bird.

This is a small spell, with the spirit of the bird as the core, achieving both intelligent and encrypted effects. Its main function is to transmit text messages very quickly, one breath (3 seconds) can travel hundreds of miles.

With such a guarantee, there will not be another situation like Saint Myra, who wants to amplify and strike indiscriminately, but Abad and the others are still within the strike range because they did not receive timely and effective notification. Stupidly awkward confrontation with someone.

So, after he sent a text message saying 'The blood slave has left town and has started tracking', he went straight to chase the blood slave.

At the same time, Abad and the others had arrived at the second tavern.

The first tavern was a type of restaurant, hotel and tavern that was more common in this era.

The smaller the place, the easier it is to see such service places with integrated functions.

The group stayed at this hotel and had dinner on the spot.

Now, it is considered as an after-dinner entertainment, and the third pub is planned for late-night clubbing. In short, the activities are clearly arranged and reasonable.

Farouk had just drank half a glass of fruit juice liqueur, and the magic weapon on his waist vibrated. He touched it with his hand, finished reading the text message, and immediately informed Abad of the situation in a secret message.

Abad pondered for a moment and said, "Let Musa conduct reconnaissance first."

Nayila pursed her lips and smiled: "Don't do a big job like St. Myra again."

Abad also laughed: "That's okay if you really want to!" Karim agreed: "Yeah, I'm tired of fighting life and death. If Musa can win the whole game by himself, I'm willing to treat him as a god afterwards. Offer it up.”

Harlan drank the wine in his glass in one gulp and said with a chuckle, "I'm afraid you won't dare if someone really invites you. Who would have nothing to do with getting close to the God of Death?"

Harlan has an extraordinary sense of smell, so it is he who spreads the word within the team that Robbo is a 'divine creature'.

Farooq reminded: "It is best not to mention this sensitive title in the future."

Harlan stuck out his tongue and said nothing.

The name of the true God cannot be mentioned, and it is best not to mention the official duties. Like the God of War, the God of Death, the God of Light, etc., even if there is more than one god system in this world, the ones that can be called the God of War and the God of Death can definitely be counted with a slap in the face, and they are easily noticed.

Ignorance and fearlessness, deep knowledge and fear.

Because their strength and rank are stuck between the top of the extraordinary and the bottom of the gods, they have the opportunity to see and personally taste the terror of the gods' full attack, which is exactly what they say, "know deeply and fear deeply".

Of course, Abad didn't rush to follow up. The main reason was that he was following his feeling. At least for now, he doesn't feel that Robbo is holding the tail of his fate.

Maybe Robo had to trigger subsequent changes, which was the clue he needed, or maybe there was more than one clue. In short, most of these predictions are vague, and based on his experience, one should not be too deliberate when dealing with such matters. This is why every visit to a tavern should be arranged as reasonably as possible.

On the other side, Luo Bo's pursuit was slow and he still had time to enjoy the scenery along the way.

Although there were dark clouds in the sky again, covering up the stars and the moon, making the wilderness at night darker, and even though there was snow on the ground, it did not reflect much light, but the talent of Musa's body still made Robbo deliberately see things normally.

After walking for more than an hour, the road became more and more desolate, farther away from the road, and the snow began to fall.

What's interesting is that I haven't encountered anything weird yet, as if Nightmare doesn't want to cause trouble and disturb this tracking.

Then, as we were walking, suddenly, a violent wave of snow came, roaring like thunder, making a rumbling sound in our ears, and the snowflakes were as fast as knives, even with the force field protection against laser attacks. are activated.

This is very unnatural, like some kind of man-made phenomenon.

But Luo Bo was very sure that within a radius of 300 meters, there wasn't even a living creature at the insect level.

"So, is it some kind of trap arranged in advance?" Luo Bo analyzed without stopping.

He was very confident in his abilities, and he did not believe that the blood slave had noticed his existence.

"Maybe I just followed the process out of habit, and the magic trap was triggered by me?" he guessed.

Then I thought, if this is really the case, then his response level must be raised to at least one level. After all, the magic trap that he can accidentally trigger is definitely top-notch.

"This is the disadvantage of unnatural supernatural beings, or outsiders. Being hostile to the world, if you want to use your power, you have to rely on technology. If you are a Santoku or a Jingye, even if your skills are a lot worse, you will never As for being so passive," he thought.

Not long after, a ruined city appeared at the end of his sight.

Dark, against the gray ice mist, it looks like a huge crouching monster.

"Ice mist!? When did such a thing exist?" Luo Bo noticed more abnormalities.

Before, he only thought it was the aftertaste of that wave of magic snow, but now he discovered that it was not the case. The particles of these ice mist were even smaller than powder, and then they seemed to be caused by a powerful explosion, such as a nuclear explosion, and the dust rolled up into the stratosphere was just that long. The half-floating stagnation of time results in the formation of this ice fog.

Robbo noticed the unnatural properties of this fine material, and he completely stopped breathing.

For him, breathing is still one of the best behaviors for interacting with the outside world. More importantly, his consciousness is used to this behavior.

But if necessary, he deliberately does not breathe at all.

He no longer even needs the digestive system to produce nutrients, nor the blood to pump oxygen and nutrients to various parts of the body.

This can be regarded as one of Hei Luobo's tempting gifts.

Specifically, it involves the blueprint of life.

And it doesn't stop there.

To put it simply, if Musa's body is a mine, then the development at the cellular level has been completely completed. Organs, blood, bones, muscles, fascia, etc., have no secrets and no potential to be tapped.

If you want to develop it, you have to go deeper, to the picometer level, nanometer level, or even to the molecular level.

But it's so microscopic, and with his current level of application of mental power, he still can't dive in.

Although he is fully capable of controlling supernatural powers and constructing magic models, using a knife at the micro level still seems too rough, like using a big wrench to repair a watch.

Therefore, returning to the normal state from the old branch state controlled by Hei Luobo is actually a drop in status and a weakening.

But even so, it is still much better than before the St. Myra incident.

What he values ​​​​is that this kind of strength has little to do with the strength brought by fishing treasure skills.

This is a technology that is truly mastered by himself and integrates a complete set of knowledge into his memory information base. Although the gains from fishing for treasures are also entered into the memory information database, which is even more profound, it is not comprehensive, but only what is known.

This is the difference.

After getting to Longwangshu, his requirements for technology have increased. Not only must it be good, but every link upstream and downstream must be clearly visible, instead of being a castle in the air without a foundation and it is difficult to make progress.

This involves the common saying of people on earth that 'it is better to buy than to make, and it is better to buy than to make'. For temporary emergencies, the former is indeed better, but now that he has begun to pursue a better and brighter future, in the long run, the latter is naturally more preferable.

While approaching the lifeless ruined city at normal speed, Luo Bo called up the dynamic map to check and confirm.

From Abad, he obtained a very detailed map of the Keen Continent that was classified as a state secret for this era.

Especially in Bambia State, where Abad and his friends are active all year round, it can be said that every mountain and every river has a river label.

Against this background, his dynamic map, even if it has not been explored, is not completely black, but unlit gray, as if covered with a veil, indicating that it has not been personally confirmed in the near future.

Based on the comparative analysis of such a map, he found that there should not be any towns where he was.

In addition, there is a related anecdote in this area for reference, and that is the lost city, Waguh.

(End of this chapter)