All my hunting commissions come from another world?

Repair progress 3%: [I'm sitting on the Heron Eagle Dragon, cleaning up your mess while watching, dear~]

Melo's reply made Zhou Si's expression a little awkward. Because of the haste to set off, he had indeed dumped some guild tasks on Melo alone. After all, Prison Bird also had things to do and couldn't help him all the time, so he could only ask the only member of their team for help.

Zhou Si sent Melo a pleading emoji, then looked up at the two people in front of him who were both focused on their journey and didn't dare to look back at him before continuing to hold up his phone.

Let me eat first: [I'll make it up to you when I get back, so what do you think?]

Repair progress 3%: [Melo has completed the full analysis of the Arknights Sea Siren storyline, and the assessment of Zhou Si's current situation is as follows.]

According to Melo's judgment, the world line he is currently in is clearly not the normal development path, but is most likely in the "if" path of the Moonwalker Rogue. However, it is impossible to determine which ending it is more inclined to at the moment due to the lack of clues.

Not to mention that Zhou Si has not yet found any clues about that monster.

Repair progress 3%: [No need to worry about this. According to Melo's assessment, the probability that the monster is the regional overlord is 24.32%.]

"So it doesn't seem very strong," Zhou Si thought. He trusted Melo's assessment. "That means the pressure on the monsters isn't too great." Less than a second after Zhou Si thought this, Melo's next message appeared on the screen.

Repair progress 3%: [The probability of the monster being an Elder Dragon is 75.68%]

Let me cook first: [?]

Zhou Si slowly typed out a question mark: Where is there no need to worry?

That's an Ancient Dragon! It's something completely different from ordinary monsters. Those monsters are beings that can easily alter the ecosystem. Even Zhou Si, who is very confident in his strength, is not yet prepared to face an Ancient Dragon alone.

Was that person's task a bit too difficult?

Zhou Si's expression immediately fell.

Repair progress 3%: [On the bright side, the Hunter's Book is unlikely to place you in a location completely unrelated to the quest objective. Therefore, the probability of a conflict between the Sealings and the Elder Dragons is over 90%.]

In that case, it would be almost impossible for you not to find any trace of that monster.

Thank you so much for your comfort! My real worry isn't finding it, it's that I can't beat it!

The situation with Hai Si was already troublesome enough, but now there's an unknown ancient dragon to deal with, and he can't even send out a distress signal. All these setbacks made him subconsciously put on a long face.

Wayne, who had been leading the way, 'inadvertently' caught a glimpse of Zhou Si's expression and was instantly startled. His legs, which had just felt somewhat tired, regained their strength.

Fortunately, Melo offered a relatively reliable solution.

Given the situation of Hai Si landing on land, the Rhodes Island landship is most likely currently anchored in Iberia. They will definitely not sit idly by regarding Hai Si and the Ancient Dragon, and Zhou Si will most likely be able to get help from them.

In addition, as the current government organization of Iberia, the Tribunal is also likely to have clues about the Ancient Dragons.

But no matter which side he chooses to contact, he will inevitably need to obtain more information, and Zhou Si currently has a pretty good source of information.

Zhou Si squinted as he looked at the massive mobile city in the distance.

Because of their proximity to the sea, Iberian coastal cities rarely suffer from natural disasters, so most mobile cities rarely have the opportunity to actually move.

At least that's the case in this city called Primia.

Zhou Si followed Uncle Wayne and his nephew to the city gate of Plemia, but to his surprise, in such a dangerous time, the city gate was almost unguarded. Only a few guards dressed as Liberi glanced at them symbolically before letting them in.

At this moment, Zhou Si finally couldn't help but speak up, even forgetting to maintain her "Hai Si" persona.

"Aren't you completely afraid of Haizi's invasion?"

"Invasion? My lord, you must be joking. How could Primia be invaded by Hai Si?"

At this moment, Wayne seemed to have completely forgotten his fear of Zhou Si. His tone was very strange, and his weathered face was full of sarcasm and disdain for the city in front of him.

As the elevator reached the top floor, the three finally arrived in the city of Primia. Looking at the scenery inside the city, Zhou Si finally understood why Wayne had that expression.

On the city streets, people walked and talked normally. Although their specific emotions varied, they were all relaxed.

This place seems to be a completely different world from the outside; the threat from Hai Si seems to simply not exist here.

And the reason for all of this...

Street vendors rummaged through the coins with their tentacles. A man who had taken the food put it into the mouth of his second head. A mother passing by whispered to her child. The baby rubbed its three sleepy eyes and looked curiously at Zhou Si and the others who had just entered the city.

The scene before him left Zhou Si speechless. He watched it all in silence, his right fist clenched, but then he relaxed it.

The thin figure standing next to Wayne noticed Zhou Si's actions. He opened his mouth in surprise, but ultimately said nothing.

Wayne removed his cloak, revealing the back of his neck covered in scales, and gave Zhou Si a smile that looked more like a grimace.

"My lord, welcome to Primia."

Zhou Si didn't say anything, but silently memorized his face in her mind before turning around and walking into an alley.

"pain!"

Wayne looked thoughtfully in the direction Zhou Si had left, then slapped his nephew on the head, making him stagger.

The nephew hugged the spot where he had been hit, without expressing any dissatisfaction with his uncle. He knew how hard his uncle had worked, which was why he never complained.

"Stop looking, you go home first, I'll be back after I finish reporting to that old man."

After saying that, Wayne left his nephew behind and walked alone toward the inner city.

Chapter 5 Poor Meat Quality

"You really can't see a single normal person."

After strolling around the inner city of Primia, Zhou Si observed the residents. Most of them exhibited varying degrees of marine evolution, with some even undergoing severe flesh and blood mutations.

For a moment, Zhou Si couldn't tell which Terra she was in.

Along the way, we saw virtually no law enforcement personnel. Public facilities such as police stations and hospitals had been abandoned and turned into homes for homeless people.

The entire city exudes an eerie atmosphere.

"Looks like this is a slum."

Zhou Si looked at the buildings in front of him, which were obviously much more dilapidated. The yellowed walls were covered with cracks, and the old billboards were teetering on the verge of collapse, as if they might crush the man lying on the ground beneath them into a pile of mud at any moment.

The ragged homeless people lay sprawled on the roadside. Some could still let out a few cries of pain, while others had long since stopped moving, lying stiffly on the roadside until other homeless people who wanted their spot moved them away.

However, the people here don't have tentacles anymore.

They have stones growing on their bodies.

The scene before him was even more shocking to Zhou Si than the demons and monsters in the inner city. If the scene there made Zhou Si feel nauseous, then the suffering here was challenging the values ​​that Zhou Si had cultivated in the peaceful society.

Zhou Si paused for only a moment before continuing on his way. The plight of these refugees did indeed distress him, but that didn't mean he had to do anything about it.

Even if Zhou Sineng could save these refugees, he would not have the means to settle them, let alone lead them away from the city that was suspected to be controlled by Hai Si.

However, these refugees were not only the emaciated, barely clinging to life; many had come to this mobile city through their own abilities, and some of them had already set their sights on Zhou Si, this well-dressed stranger.

At least Zhou Si had already discovered that two groups of people were following him.

Zhou Si randomly found a relatively secluded and clean spot to sit down and wait for the group to arrive.

"Boss, it seems he's already found himself a burial plot."

Wow, this was a textbook example of a punk's speech. Zhou Si almost wanted to applaud him after hearing his tone and the content of his speech.

The person next to the thug immediately slapped him to shut up, then silently stood behind the leader of the Lupo tribe.

The tall, Rupo man looked to be in his forties or fifties. His faded suit was stretched taut by his body. The burly man walked steadily to Zhou Si and looked at the young man in front of him expressionlessly.

"Did you come in with Wayne?"

"What? Do you have a grudge against me?"

Hearing Rupert's words, Zhou Si seemed to understand something. It seemed that the guy who admitted defeat right away was not simple at all.

"Everyone in the slums knows that guy has a special relationship with that old man in the church. He can always get a lot of food from that old man. My brothers haven't had a full meal in a long time."

Rupert's tone was very flat, and Zhou Si could not read anything from his expression.

"So you want to get involved too? What, do you think it's inconvenient to hold things with two hands, or that you can't see people clearly with two eyes?"

Zhou Si didn't even need to investigate to know what kind of food the bishop provided them; the content of sea-borne cells in it was probably seriously excessive.

"Of course I know what those things are, but some people just love them. The flesh of those dinosaurs is enough for me to exchange for plenty of food."

Rupert grinned. They certainly looked down on these things, but the gentlemen in the inner city had been almost brainwashed by that bishop and had begun to believe that as long as they ate more, they could also evolve into those monsters in the sea.

Oh, they called those monsters messengers of the gods.

"Then I can only apologize. Wayne and I don't have the relationship you imagine. Even if you capture me, you won't get what you want."

Zhou Si shrugged, trying to give them another chance to survive.

Unfortunately, the guys on the other side didn't seem to appreciate it.

"Let's do it, let's teach this kid a lesson."

Rupert waved his hand, and his henchmen approached Zhou Si carrying various homemade weapons.

Zhou Si had no choice but to stand up, stretch his body a little, and prepare to give these guys a little hunter's shock.

But before he could make a move, a short figure wearing a cloak rushed out from behind a low house, and a slender silver sword pierced the tendon of the leader of the thugs with precision.

"what!!!"

The leader of the thugs had barely uttered his wail when his companions followed suit.

Looking at the short figure blocking his way, Zhou Si's nose twitched slightly. When she came in front of him, he smelled a familiar scent on her.

He had smelled this scent not long ago at the abandoned outpost and in the lantern in Wayne's hand; it was the scent of the court's special lamp oil.

"who are you?"

Rupert was clearly surprised by the sudden appearance of this unexpected figure, and judging from the astonishing speed that the cloaked man had just displayed, he was obviously no ordinary person.

But it's absolutely impossible for him to give up the meat that's already in his mouth so easily.

"Brothers, let's go together..."

Rupert's expression turned fierce. He was about to call for his brothers to attack together when a dark gun barrel was pointed at his head.

"Make way for these two gentlemen!"

His expression instantly changed from fierce to harmless, his arrogance followed by obsequiousness was hilarious, and his dignity as a leader was shattered in front of his subordinates.

But what good is dignity? Rupert looked at the pistol pointed at him. He wasn't one of those ignorant thugs. He had seen pistols back in Syracuse.

This tiny thing was enough to make a hole the size of a bowl in his body.

Moreover, those who can use guns are not ordinary people; they are definitely not people you can afford to mess with.

Realizing he had kicked a steel plate, the burly Rupert just wanted to run away as fast as he could, no longer daring to think about anything that could make him a fish.

Zhou Si looked at the group of thugs who were fleeing in disarray, marveling at their good luck, and then turned his gaze back to the cloaked figure in front of him.

Now only the two of them remained. Just as Zhou Si was about to speak, the figure in front of him suddenly turned around, and the silver rapier left a trail of afterimages in the air, its sharp tip aimed straight for Zhou Si's throat.

clang--

The sound of metal clashing echoed in the space, and to the black-robed woman's astonishment, her sword was deflected by Zhou Si's throat.

The clues finally appear in Chapter Six

Luckily, I reacted quickly.

Zhou Si was startled by the black-robed man's sudden attack. Fortunately, he reacted in time and covered his throat with the Thunder Dragon's Reverse Scale, otherwise he would have been in pain for dozens of seconds after that sword strike.

But let's subdue this man in black first.

Purple starlight emanated from Zhou Si's palm, and a tremendous force instantly pressed down on the black-robed man who was preparing to launch another attack. At the same time, blue arcs of electricity crackled from Zhou Si's body.

The black-robed woman had just lost her balance and swayed forward due to gravity when a hand enveloped in lightning slapped her on the back.

A series of crackling sounds accompanied by excruciating pain rang out, and the man in black robes instantly lost consciousness and fell into a coma.

Why did the people in the court suddenly attack me?

Skilled with a sword, and carrying the court's lamp oil and a pistol, this man basically had the words "I am a judge" written on his cloak. Zhou Si looked at the figure lying on the ground with some doubt. He shouldn't have done anything that would attract the attention of the judge.

We can't possibly mistake him for Hai Si, can we?

Filled with questions, Zhou Si lifted the black-robed woman's robe, revealing her long silver-gray hair and her petite and lovely face.

Looking at the somewhat familiar face in front of him, Zhou Si asked a question.

"Little bird?"

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