The fisherman druid is in another world

Chapter 488

Hei Luobo has been secretly studying the elven characters on the elven tapestry these days and has figured out some clues.

But if Hei Luobo were to put his knowledge into practice immediately, it was not that he could not do so, but that there was no need to do so.

He has plenty of similar technologies that can be used as substitutes and that he trusts, so why use something that, although proven to be useful to a certain extent, is far from complete, lacks flexibility, and is full of loopholes?
So, Harold, Old Maureen, and Leslie were embraced by the parasitic puppet, just like the fusion of the symbiote and the host represented by Venom in the Marvel Universe, and became shell-shelled muscular barbarians nearly three meters tall.

Interestingly, under the blessing of Hei Luobo's laws, the puppet now exudes the aura of immortality.

Alternative ghouls and death knights, they are obviously no longer human.

As for what to do with the treasure hunting team's MT, the strong man Hogan, it was easy. Hei Luobo used the usage of Elvish language that he had mastered in the past few days on the tapestry, and then let Hogan wear it on him, just like the traditional cloak of the Indians, half wrapped and half draped.

Even if it cannot shelter the entire place, it is more than enough to shelter one person, especially after the improvement.

As for Kurobor himself, he is a high-ranking figure in the undead series. He usually plays roles and deliberately acts like a human. Once his true nature is revealed, the elf curse will have no effect on him.

In this context, Hei Luobo said he would flee overnight.

There is absolutely no chance for the adventurous gang to bring trouble upon themselves.

Subtext: Stay away from us, die under the curse, die at the hands of the rampaging evil, and don't try to harm us!

With these not-too-outrageous dynamic ideals and phased goals in mind, the treasure hunting team set out on their journey.

The departure was not too embarrassing as I packed up everything I needed to pack. At least I had a quiet dinner and slept for more than two hours.

Walking is not tiring at all. The parasitic puppet moves forward on its own like a power armor, and the person inside is passively carried forward. Even if the consciousness is empty, you can continue to take a nap.

Hogan and Black Robo, who were not wearing puppet suits, were a little tired, but only a little. After all, both of them were qualified muscular brutes, and the physical exertion of such intensity of trekking was nothing to them, even if they worked non-stop for 24 hours.

Hei Luobo deliberately did not erase any traces.

At this point he was no longer afraid of being discovered by the adventure group, and he even hoped that they would catch up with him.

He firmly believed that in such an environment, the cost of the trekking competition would be much higher than that of the treasure hunting team.

But the truth is, the adventure group never entered the ice field.

After all, Hei Luobo still lacked understanding of the true situation of this gang, so he made too many guesses and assumptions on his own.

This team, led by a member of the Zibaerran royal family, can be said to be like stinky tofu, which smells bad but tastes good.

The bad taste and appearance are mainly reflected in the disregard for human life.

It is a bit of an exaggeration to say that he is "plucking a hair would benefit the world, but he does not give a hair", but treating others as tools, as oxen and horses, as ants, is not treating them as human beings, and it comes from the heart and is consistent inside and out.

Why is this so? It’s a long story, but to put it simply: it’s because of the national conditions.

Compared with the Kingdom of Irulan, the country of Bairran is quite different in terms of cultural customs, social conditions, and level of civilization.

What’s interesting is that in a world with extraordinary people, a backward civilization level does not mean backward overall strength. After all, extraordinary people are the most important measurement indicator, and the secular world controlled by extraordinary people is more like home decoration in the perception of modern people on Earth.

Does a small house with simple decoration mean poverty? Obviously not.

Therefore, in a country that is still playing the slave society game, the extraordinary boss behind it may not be weaker than the boss behind the one playing the oil dish cooking game.

With such a background, it suddenly seemed reasonable for the organizer of the adventure team, who came from the Bairan royal family, to take human life lightly.

The outside is smelly, the inside is fragrant. Why is it fragrant? Intelligence grandfather!
The soul of the elves has existed since the last elven kingdom was destroyed, witnessed many events over the long years, and has survived to this day.

This is a manifestation of the world's true ancient family.

Therefore, the adventure group knows this cursed land far better than the treasure hunting team.

The person in charge was therefore particularly arrogant from the beginning, thinking that he had sufficient capital and that he could not get away with it no matter how he played.

Things like hunters temporarily recruited from the Ufa area being abducted and eaten by death owls were not taken seriously at all, and some even thought it was fun.

He also commented: "With this, you dare to brag that you are a good hunter? Is my reward so easy to take?"

Then he was slapped in the face.

After all, there are mountains beyond mountains and heavens beyond heavens. What about the ancient spirit of an elf that has lived for more than 10,000 years? I have never seen the sniping concept of Black Robo and the hunting cold spores.

Especially the hunting cold spores, which caused heavy losses to the gang, and it can be said that the cannon fodder and the lackeys were directly wiped out.

The metabolic rate of the cold-hunting spores is crazy, just like the transformation of the boss in the Resident Evil series. They change their appearance in a breath and multiply into a monster, and the process is irreversible.

Only by relying on freezing temperatures can this proliferation be suppressed.

It is conceivable that when such spores invade the flesh and blood, it is like opening Pandora's box, the suppressing seal is lifted, and a proliferation crisis immediately occurs.

The person in charge really doesn't care about the lives of cannon fodder and lackeys, as long as they can still be of use.

Now that it was suddenly cleared out, I suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Apart from anything else, there was no one to hold the Sith hawks or dogs, and without their assistance, the range of external dynamic perception was instantly reduced by more than two-thirds.

What’s more troublesome is that consumption has increased significantly.

Those who have withstood the test of the hunting cold spores are indeed all at the master level or above, which means that the lowest one is a level 7 strange person.

The purpose of the Hunter Cold Spores is to mow down the mid- and low-end players. Not only does it target the mid- and low-end players for their lack of strength, control over their own bodies, and lack of sensitivity, it also bullies the mid- and low-end players for not having good equipment.

As the saying goes, you resemble your bird.

Even with the modern material production and manufacturing level on Earth, soldiers, special forces, and agents are three clearly defined levels of equipment, not to mention capitalist and feudal societies.

Hei Luobo's estimate of the equipment cost for low- and mid-end transcendents was quite accurate. When designing the Cold Hunter Spore, he also compared it with the hidden red line.

Strange people at level 7 or even higher can rely on their own or their equipment's built-in extraordinary protection to block the erosion of cold-hunting spores. Even if they ingest some through breathing, it will not trigger stress, making these people seem immune to all poisons.

It was precisely this kind of delicate operation that was deliberately distinguished from the beginning of the design that prevented the senior strange people in the adventure team from discovering this microbial killer in time.

If we can't even find the cause, there's no way to find the right remedy. By the time we finally figure out the "pathology", the cannon fodder and the lackeys have already become dead wood.

The proliferation of cold-hunting spores drained the heat, moisture, supernatural power, and vitality from these people, making them become like rotten wood and sawdust for growing mushrooms.

I must say, the scene was pretty evil and terrifying.

Many people endured severe pain while watching their limbs decay, break at the touch, and shatter at the touch, while a large number of fluffy mushroom caps appeared on their bodies. Those who survived the chaotic experience, even those who were high-level transcendents who had seen the world, were still horrified, and many of them would probably not touch mushrooms for years to come.

After collecting the samples, the survivors worked together to conduct a decontamination operation throughout the area.

They have the ability to handle things delicately, but the actual operation is time-consuming and wastes energy and extraordinary resources, so most of the surface materials originally carried by the team were burned in the purifying magic fire.

The so-called magic fire is the plasmaization of supernatural power, which creates an effect like plasma lightning and fire.

This kind of application is not difficult for extraordinary people above the master level, but it consumes a lot of energy. After all, it is an open-ended range-type energy effect, and it is continuous.

Killing and burning both have catharsis properties, and after burning the area to the ground, these people were finally able to calm down.

Then the sense of loss arises and becomes stronger and stronger.

No one served them carefully anymore.

Sometimes I feel annoyed, with a bunch of scumbags hanging around in front of me. They are so mean and most of them don’t seem to understand what people say. They are not very useful. When I ask them to do something, they either don’t do it well or don’t do it to their heart’s content. They are fragile and clumsy, and they are obviously a burden.

When I don’t have it, I feel uncomfortable. I’m used to being served and being supported. Without these green leaves as a backdrop, and only red flowers, I feel awkward even if I want to show off.

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Of course, they will not express this feeling directly. They are unwilling to admit that without support, companionship, support, and waiting, the fun of work and life will be reduced by half.

They have enough good reasons to express their discomfort in disguise.

So they chose a place to set up camp and called for reinforcements.

They carry extraordinary pockets with space series, where key resources and main resources are located.

Although it is no longer possible to build a luxurious camp that would make them feel comfortable and satisfied, key facilities, such as ultra-long-range video communication equipment, can still be implemented.

The transmission is not very good.

This is a cursed land with distorted laws. The risk factor of remote transmission is too high and no one is willing to try it easily.

After all, in this world where extraordinary resources are strictly controlled by various organizations and all extraordinary places are owned, those who can afford remote transmission are basically not short of money and are all poor people. Wasting their lives is not within their normal range of choices.

Hei Luobo, who misjudged the situation, led the team on an all-night trek in a self-righteous and even self-indulgent state.

Of course, if you don't care too much, it's actually nothing.

The ugly daughter-in-law has to meet her parents-in-law. If he wants to set up his flag here, he will have to deal with the weird monsters and ghosts here.

Avoiding its sharp edge and dealing with it later may not necessarily be a good idea.

The longer you delay, the higher the sunk costs will be.

Especially since Hei Luobo is now using the incomplete supernatural power resources obtained from Caiwu Island, this original accumulation cannot withstand long-term use as start-up capital for his business.

As the saying goes, even if you earn a quick buck, it may not be enough to spend in the long run, not to mention that nowadays, you often find yourself in a situation where your income is not enough to cover your expenses.

He has no stable source of supernatural power. He can occasionally pick up some by relying on his good skills, but it is like hunting rabbits in the wilderness. The effort he puts in may not make up for the consumption.

Consumption is always comprehensive, but gains are often single...

Because of these complex considerations, Hei Luobo plans to open the cards at the right time to see the quality (Stud).

If the situation is not good, stop blindly raising.

As we walked, the scenery changed. It was no longer the icy field with red snow falling at night, but a forest with a blood moon in the sky.

"Tsk!" Hei Luobo couldn't help but sigh.

It's not that I'm inexperienced and I'm frightened by this sudden change, but it feels like someone is throwing money in the face.

The power of curse is also power. It will not appear for no reason, but is supported by energy.

What's more, the grand celestial changes before our eyes are far more than just the power of the curse.

Isn't this a waste of money?

If he gets this power, he can create countless puppets, build countless automatic factories, and create a vast three-dimensional breeding area!

The wealth is overwhelming! The elves have been extinct for tens of thousands of years, but they can still use this old-fashioned but always effective method to make him feel the symptoms of poverty. He is convinced by this, it is indeed impressive.

The trees in this forest are tall and thick, with overlapping branches and leaves, forming a canopy like an umbrella. Only a small amount of blood moon light can filter in through the limited gaps, forming a scene like trembling spears of light. Against the dark background, it has a unique and mysterious charm.

Harold and the others were not startled. With the protection of puppet suits and the presence of high-level legends, their sense of security was greatly enhanced. What's more, they knew in advance that there was a so-called other world in this cursed land.

In fact, this explanation is not accurate.

The weirdness here is that the continuous effect of the powerful curse power distorts the already fragile laws of nature, and eventually forms an effect similar to an ultra-large-scale magic circle.

Soon, the detailed changes of the magic array began to show.

The bark suddenly emitted a faint light, which flowed through the wrinkles of the bark, quickly turning it into scaly, densely layered, and becoming more and more realistic, as if these thinnest trees, which could not be hugged by one person, would turn into giant pythons and come alive in the next moment.

"Put on this mask." Hei Luobo turned his wrist, and a mask with wooden features appeared in his left hand. With a slight flick, the mask drew an arc and appeared in front of Hogan, flying slower and slower, and was easily caught by him.

At first glance, this mask looks like the kind that was given to the parasitic puppet when it was created earlier.

The slight difference is that there is a bulge just above the center of the eyebrows, like a vertical eye that is not open.

Hogan didn't waste any time and just put it on his face. A large number of vines as thick as toothpicks emerged from the edge of the mask, like snakes, wrapping around his head and extending all the way down.

At the same time, the vertical eye on the forehead continued to open according to the degree of coverage, and finally formed a strange eyeball that was rolling around. Its pupil was the same as that of a sheep, a short and thick "one".

On the contrary, the normal eye area was covered with a layer of grayish white, as if it was pasted with a thin film, like a window paste.

Harold and his team didn't need this kind of patch, because the puppet suit had its own effects, which prevented its physiological state from being disturbed by the outside world, such as heartbeat, blood flow, brain wave generation, etc.

Hogan seems to be fine with the protection of the elven tapestry, but Hei Luobo is not very confident about it. Now that the environment has further deteriorated, he will not save that little expense but add a layer of insurance.

This mask has its own extraordinary power and its own structure. It can be compared with the puppet suit in performance. If the puppet suit is a planetary-level power armor, then this is a lightweight space suit.

As for Hei Luobo himself, the same thing applies: he is not even a human being, so he is not afraid of anything.

(End of this chapter)