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After a while, someone mustered up the courage to go in and found that all three of them were lying on the ground.

The leader's wrist was broken, and all his teeth were knocked out; the burly man's clothes were ripped off and thrown aside, and he had a broken arm and a broken leg; the skinny guy's arms and legs were fine, but he was foaming at the mouth while clutching his groin...

Zhao Hao learned a lot of information from the three bandits. The first was their location.

A small country in the northern mountains.

Zhao Hao vaguely heard about this northern mountainous region from Isabella, so it must be a world, but in a very far place.

Furthermore, the princess of this country is currently holding a nationwide marriage search, attracting many people from other places to join in the fun. The three brothers have had quite a few successes during this period.

"A princess seeking a husband? That's my specialty! Of course, it's not for finding a husband, I just want to get to know the king, that's right..."

Zhao Hao felt that he should ask the country's official authorities for a map to determine his location.

Also, try to determine what kind of fairy tale this is!

This is a dark fairy tale realm. Even if you don't know it, when you arrive in a country, there must be some source of information, right?

The Shadow Leader only told the members to find the key in the Dark Fairy Tale World, and that the key was related to the fairy tale.

There was no time to say the rest, or perhaps it was intentional, before Zhao Hao appeared in the strange realm.

What he didn't know was that in the inner and outer worlds, more than three hundred superhumans and more than five hundred ordinary people had disappeared due to the turmoil in the psionic sea caused by the Shadow Organization.

A large portion of these people were brought into this dark fairy tale realm!

Zhao Hao hitched a ride on a carriage and headed towards the capital.

The streets were packed with people, even more than a small town market!

The princess is so popular!

Chapter 291 The Hairless Mountain Monster

Wow, that's spectacular!

Zhao Hao stood on the donkey cart, shading his eyes with his hand, and watched from forty or fifty meters away as the procession slowly entered the palace.

These people are all here to guess what kind of animal the skin is!

At this moment, all the busybodies from the eighteen cities within a hundred li radius arrived.

Whether or not we marry the princess is no longer important; the main thing is to guess where this fur came from!

An inexplicable competitive spirit jumped up!

Looking at the line, people of all shapes and sizes, from young children as young as twelve or thirteen to older people who needed to be carried...

"Grandpa, you're so old, why are you here to participate in the princess's marriage contest?" Zhao Hao asked curiously.

The old man, whose head was almost entirely white with cloudy eyes, grinned, his toothless mouth agape, and said, "I can still do it~~~"

Zhao Hao: You're still got it!

He explained to his son, who was on his back, "It's a misunderstanding. My father was a well-known leather craftsman when he was young. He even handled the leather of earthworms and sea dragons, so he came here specifically to see this leather that no one recognizes."

"Oh, that's incredible!"

Zhao Hao: So there are earth dragons and sea dragons in this world?

Thanks to Zhao Hao's foresight in buying the donkey cart for a single gold coin, he could leisurely wait while sitting on it. Not only could he rest, but he could also chat and joke with the people next to him.

It took Zhao Hao more than half an hour to finally reach the palace gate.

When I got here, I realized that not just anyone can participate in matchmaking.

Young boys and old men were simply given a large pancake and sent away, or those with obvious disabilities were not allowed to participate.

No one dared to say anything, after all, the teeth of the previous few people who had spoken out were still on the ground, numbering in the dozens.

Many of those guards were superhumans, even though they were only Black Iron 1-star. Dealing with ordinary people was a piece of cake for them.

Zhao Hao felt that this was unusual. After observing for a while, he noticed that those who were driven away were mostly the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled.

For example, that one not far behind me...

Holy crap, a two-and-a-half-meter-tall behemoth, hunched over with arms that reached past his knees, and with such ferocious features that they could practically ward off evil spirits.

His bald head was completely devoid of hair, and even had various bumps and sharp edges, as if it had been randomly hammered a hundred times on an anvil. Even the head of the sea patrol yaksha was rounder than his.

The tattered leather clothes he wore were covered in grime, and his exposed skin looked as if the grime from years of not bathing had formed an armor.

The smell emanating from him was enough to knock out someone with a poor sense of smell. Several people around me couldn't stand it and were already rolling their eyes.

Is this some kind of hairless mountain monster or a humanoid troll?

Calling him a savage is an insult to savages! He's the product of savages who mutated after drinking the water from Fukushima!

Even so, the guards didn't eliminate him, but instead let him pass the initial screening and continue queuing.

This princess has such a high horsepower, with big, round headlights and a roaring engine; only a tough, experienced driver can handle it!

Without time to think further, Zhao Hao and a group of people entered the palace.

A dozen or so people were in groups, one after another, engaging in an exciting prize-winning quiz.

Zhao Hao looked around and thought that his group of people all looked pretty decent.

There were three people wearing iron armor, leather armor, and swords at their waists. There were also those carrying bows and arrows, and others carrying sketchbooks and bundles of luggage…

During the short time, Zhao Hao chatted with the others and really learned a lot.

There are even people living more than 500 kilometers away who crossed the sea to participate in this grand event!

Those who don't know might think that guessing the origin of the leather would grant them immortality!

Zhao Hao and the others looked at the palace furnishings. On the throne in the center was a short king with a big head. He was round and flat-faced and had no majesty at all. If it weren't for his gorgeous clothes and the gold crown on his head, Zhao Hao would have had a hard time recognizing him as a king.

This guy seemed very excited, like a game addict about to finish a level or about to do a ten-pull.

The princess sat to his left, dressed in a Baroque-style tutu. She was quite pretty, with an oval face, delicate features, and fair skin. However, her hairstyle was awful; her two braids looked like two fried dough twists that had been sitting out for a week.

At this moment, the princess's expression was rather complicated, showing a mixture of anticipation and trepidation.

Having such a father is truly bad luck. What if she were to marry a leatherworker, butcher, night soil collector, or beggar?

The first person to step forward was a man in his thirties carrying a sketchbook. He looked quite down on his luck, with a weathered face, old clothes, and ripped boots, making him look rather unkempt.

Most importantly, his small mustache was quite memorable, adding an artistic touch.

Instead of heading straight for the leather, the man with the mustache opened his sketchbook to show everyone his paintings.

After boasting for a while, he was urged by the guards to go and examine the hide.

The skin was stretched on a wooden frame, about two meters wide and about an inch thick, and had a dull purplish-pink color. Some capillary marks under the skin were clearly visible.

It looks greasy on the surface, and the texture is inexplicable.

The man with the mustache had never seen leather like this before. At this point, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and take a chance.

Try to guess the less common ones.

"Uh, I guess it's the skin of a sow that's over twenty years old!"

"Haha!" The Big-Headed King clapped his hands. "Wait! Haha, no, no, you guessed wrong!"

It was as if he would win a prize if he guessed wrong.

The princess breathed a sigh of relief, after all, a down-on-his-luck painter was not the best choice.

She discreetly observed the knights in the crowd, and then there was the particularly conspicuous Zhao Hao.

These are pretty good...

The mustachioed painter seemed to have an overly strong sense of pride. He felt that the king was humiliating him, and he was so angry that he was trembling all over but couldn't retaliate. He could only walk away.

At that moment, the king suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, realizing that if he didn't do something, something terrible might happen. He quickly exclaimed, "Wait! Although you guessed the wrong question, your painting skills are quite good. If you don't mind, please become a court painter!"

The man with the mustache was overjoyed; a catastrophe had been averted!

Zhao Hao frowned slightly. Was the faint fluctuation just now just his imagination?

The second is a swordsman wearing a strange mask and a unique outfit, with a long sword at his waist.

He claims to be a swordsman from the northern plateau, pursuing the ultimate way of the sword.

He was quite decisive. After carefully examining the leather, he said softly, "A true master always has the heart of an apprentice..."

Upon hearing this, everyone was filled with respect, and they immediately felt their sophistication had skyrocketed.

Then the swordsman shouted, "This leather... I don't know!"

With a loud crash, everyone fell to the ground!

Zhao Hao was certain that the fluctuation he had just sensed was not an illusion.

"Next!"

Next up is Mr. Kakarot, a young knight from a nearby country.

He was imposing and charismatic, very pleasing to the eye. Even the princess thought he was a good choice.

But this guy who called himself a holy knight actually put his mouth on it!

The princess's expression: (╯-_-)╯┴—┴

However, after licking the hide for a while, the Holy Knight Kakarot guessed, "This hide must be from the calf of the Giant-Mouthed Hippo in the Swamp of Sorrows. I licked it a few years ago!"

Unfortunately, he wasted a lot of breath and still guessed wrong.

The only gain was tasting the skin. Worth it!

Then there was Sid, the hunter carrying a bow and arrow. He looked shrewd and strong, with eyes as sharp as an eagle's.

He handled countless wild animal pelts, and it is said that he even hunted more than a dozen kinds of magical beasts.

Even he couldn't be sure. "I guess it's the inner skin of a burrowing man-eating beetle!"

"No, next one!"

The next one was a young man dressed in a flamboyant manner, with powder on his face and a gaudy outfit. He had a wicked smile unique to Xiao Limu.

This is the infamous gigolo, Ge Zibi, who is said to have juggled relationships with six noblewomen for three months without ever getting into trouble!

He was only interested in flirting with the princess and giving her a wicked smile from the start, showing no interest in the skin whatsoever. His only goal was to win her over. After all, it wouldn't matter who she married!

So I just guessed, "It should be a pink doe skin," and was coaxed into leaving.