Do you believe me when I say I’m not a dragon?

"That's true, but I guess there is something about the black dragon. It shakes these beasts, and they will naturally obey the black dragon's orders."

"Is the black dragon so capable? I don't think it can manage such a large area."

——While the hunters were discussing what they saw along the way, they suddenly felt the cart slowly stop, and then a cat meowed from the door of the cart:

"Meow meow!"

Looking at the scene outside from the window, the hunters have seen the obvious human living environment, the protective net against wild beasts, the observation tower on the side, etc.

"Speaking of which, do you think the language of these species called lynx is pretty easy to understand?"

Seeing this, they stepped out of the truck without stopping talking.

"How to say?"

"Probably... it's very straightforward. Even though it's the word meow, it's just like the cat meowing just now. It can probably be translated as 'We're here!'"

"What you said is quite consistent."

The hunters chatted with interest, completely unaware of the helpless and contemptuous look on the bobcat walking in front.

They raised their heads and looked at where they were - it was a spacious cave, and a warm breath hit them. The archers among the hunters listened carefully, and could hear the continuous sound of blacksmithing. .

"A cave for forging people?"

During the journey with Ishikawa, the hunters also heard news about this place and had a rough guess about it.

"Meow." Bobcat waved his hand, asking them to follow him.

Walking into the cave, a wave of heat hits your face. First, you pass through a spacious cave entrance, then walk through a long corridor at the deepest point, and arrive at the place where people live and work.

In the vast cave, the blacksmiths arranged their own forging places and sleeping places together, not caring about the quality of their own or each other's sleep.

The red-hot metal was shaped and transformed into instruments that were not exquisite but extremely useful.

Seeing this, the hunters touched their somewhat worn weapons and their eyes became a little eager.

Chapter 2: Spy

"About the number of people sent from Floating Island..."

——At the same time, in the hut on the edge of the volcano, Rachel and Hami were talking to Ishikawa.

Feeling the situation inside the house, Mercer quickly withdrew his gaze and focused on the lynx beside him.

Before, it was it that aroused Mercer in front of the hunters.

Now, it was sitting on the ground, looking nervously at the people around it, acting a little reserved.

Mercer lowered his head and asked the lynx's face:

"——Are you sure there's no problem? Have you found the method these spies use to send messages?"

Two years ago, Mercer sent this lynx and other partners to the floating island. A year later, it came back and brought important news to Mercer. After that, Mercer sent it to hide in the floating island. Surround the people sent by the island and monitor them to find spies.

Today, its harvest is far beyond Mercer's imagination. Within this year, it has found many people with evil intentions arranged here on the floating island, and now it has also found the tools they use to communicate.

"Yes, meow." This timid bobcat's eyes have changed a bit in the past year, and his smile has become more cunning: "I found that not all spies know each other, they seem to be working for different people, meow!"

"Tell me carefully."

Hearing this, Mercer became interested.

"It's like this, meow." Shanmao took out a notebook and began to talk, "There are many spies with different purposes. They seem to be sent by different forces, and there are also conflicts between these forces. With different purposes, they seem to be wary of each other, Meow."

"Oh?" Hearing this, Mercer narrowed his eyes: "So, the various forces on the floating island are not so united, right?"

"That's probably it, meow."

Shanmao nodded and continued: "And besides this, there is another kind of spy with the purpose of having the largest number of people."

"Let me guess, it's the scholars, right?"

"Yes, meow." Shanmao turned over a page in the book in his hand and said, "Among the spies whose targets are those scholars, [-]% or [-]% of the spies have taken action for this purpose. At the same time, they will also have differences with each other. A certain amount of cooperation. Although not all the cooperating spies may know each other, and some may not even meet once, but I think the forces behind them will be more powerful, and the spies sent will be more skilled, with layers of screening. mechanism."

"Hmph..." Hearing this, Mercer snorted: "——In other words, there is a big force on the floating island that sends spies for scholars, but there are also other small forces. Some spies have also been sent out, and these spies are all on guard, right?"

"According to what you said, boss, that's right, meow."

Mercer nodded, thoughtfully.

After thinking for a moment, he said:

"What is the specific method of sending messages you mentioned just now?"

"Generally speaking, they are extremely secretive notes, vague symbols drawn on the snow, etc. However, those things were destroyed after being read. I couldn't get the note." At this point, Bobcat said His ears suddenly drooped, showing a frustrated look.

"Is that so..."

"But there are also spies under the 'big forces' you just mentioned, boss. They also have a very powerful communication method, meow!"

Under Mercer's gaze, Bobcat suppressed his excitement and said:

"I discovered this when I was lying on the roof, and the hair and the color of the roof blended together!"

"Go ahead."

"Use a mirror meow!"

"......Oh?"

The lynx's eyes flashed and he said: "When the spaceship flew over just now, I saw it clearly. A spy used a mirror to reflect the sun's rays. It seemed to be giving a signal to the spacecraft, meow!"

Light...signal...

Mercer thought for a moment and had a rough idea in his mind.

"Have you written down how often the mirror flashes?" he asked, looking at the bobcat.

The lynx looked proud and turned another page.

I saw a few lines of special symbols connected by dots and lines, and Mercer looked at the content above and remained silent.

There is Ship Language on the floating island, which is a language used by spaceships to communicate over long distances between spaceships and between spaceships and hunters or adventurers on the ground.It is a word composed simply of the extinguishing and lighting up of lights.

Mercer knew something about this, and after being taught by several veteran crew members, he was able to understand what the spacecraft's strobe meant.

And with his knowledge, he could not understand the meaning of the dots and faces above, which meant that these spies were not using ship language, but another special language.

This was naturally expected by Mercer, otherwise they would use Ship Language as the language of spies so casually. Mercer would have doubted the importance of those scholars on the floating island.

But it didn't matter even if he didn't understand. Looking at the few spaceships flying in the low altitude, Mercer smiled sinisterly and closed his eyes.

——The black mist gradually spread, and the scale powder invisible to the naked eye rose up in the wind and came to the top of the spacecraft.

Through the sensations transmitted by the scale powder, Mercer felt countless details inside and outside each spacecraft.

On the ship's deck, several guards stood on the edge of the ship and the cannon, looking into the distance;

On the observation deck of the spacecraft, several people were holding telescopes, writing and drawing on paper, recording the information;

In the dining room, a chef looked at the food being cooked in the pot and couldn't help but pick up a piece of tender meat to taste;

......

At this moment, countless scale powders turned into his eyes and ears... Everything on the spaceship could not escape his perception. Everything in his territory could be seen at a glance.

Later, he also found the goal he wanted:

——On the second spaceship from the left, in the room by the window, the two people put down their notebooks and communicated while holding the paper:

"It's been interpreted."

"How is it?" the person on the right asked.

"No, the Ice Vein Snowfield has arranged these people to far away places, and they don't even have the opportunity to contact those scholars." The person on the left shook his head and said dullly.

"Then keep going."

Hearing this, the person on the right also showed a trace of impatience.

"That's the only way." The person on the left nodded and lit the paper on fire.

——It's just that they didn't pay attention to it, and even if they did, they wouldn't care. The paper with the code interpretation method was blown by the breeze by the window, and was flipped one by one.

Mercer kept smiling and opened his eyes.

Chapter 251: Black Mist Condensation

"How are you, meow?" Seeing Mercer open his eyes, the lynx asked nervously.

"Turn over a blank page."

Mercer looked at the thick book in Shanmao's hand, and recalled the thin book that had just been used to decipher the code, and said.

"Meow?"

The lynx was stunned for a moment, but still obediently opened one.

Mercer stared at the notebook in front of him, his pupils narrowed, and he concentrated his energy. Black mist condensed in front of Shanmao's notebook.

——Although he has been able to control the scale powder slightly within a certain distance, this is the first time for him to do so.

The black scale powder gradually deepened on the white paper, and finally, under the bobcat's wide eyes, filled with incredible gaze, they condensed into individual handwritings.

"This, this is it!" The lynx's ears suddenly stood up, and its tail also stood up in excitement.

But before it could be happy for long, Mercer's voice rang out from its head again: "Next page, hurry up!"

"Meow!"

It turned the pages and looked extremely excited as it looked at the words formed by the scale powder sticking to its own book.

Pages were flipped, and before long, Mercer closed his eyes tiredly, the hormones controlling his brain resisting his tiredness.

Then he opened his eyes and said in a low voice: "Remember to keep these when you go back. It's best to write them down and burn them."

The lynx raised his head and said with gratitude and admiration: "I understand, meow! Boss, you are the best, meow!"

After saying that, it got down on all fours and ran back immediately.

Mercer also glanced at the hut not far away, then returned to the lava, immersed his body inside and entered a half-awake sleep.

......

"Meow?"

At the same time, on the other side, the strong lynx put down the tools in his hands, turned his head and looked at the hunters in front of him and made doubtful sounds.

"Meow meow meow." The bobcat leading the hunters also communicated with it.

——Brother Blacksmith, the boss asked me to bring them over to have a look. Where is Master Gulu here?

"Meow, meow, meow -" Duomao said calmly.

——Master is not here now. He left the Ice Vein Snowfield under the arrangement of the boss.

"Meow?"

--not here?So what should we do...

Seeing the bobcat in trouble, Tuomao sighed, let out a sharp cry, and called the Tuanren who was working on the side over.

"Forged Hair, what's wrong, are they?"

"Meow."

Duomao was very familiar with them, and the communication between one person and one cat did not require an interpreter, they just had such a smooth conversation.

Soon, Zhu Ren nodded with understanding and looked at the hunters:

"I roughly understand the situation. Come with me. If you have any questions, just ask me directly."

"Well..." Luo Qiu and the others nodded, but after hesitating for a moment, they said, "Where are we going next?"

"I'm just here to get to know this place." Zhuo Ren said, "I will show you the environment here. If you feel like it, you can stay and we won't treat you badly. If you don't want to, you can leave at any time."

"This is the request of the black dragon...why does it do this?" A hunter asked with a frown.

"I don't know, but since the Lord God said that, he has his purpose." Tiaoren paused, glanced at them and said solemnly: "In addition, even if we don't say 'Lord God' here, we still have to To describe it as 'the black dragon', we should also change 'it' to 'him'."

"...We'll keep an eye out."

The hunter was a little unconvinced, but he didn't cause any trouble. He turned his head and curled his lips, then nodded in agreement.