Chapter 74 This is a magical world, I am stupid

Lind's body had changed after taking the potion for the first time. His body was as strong as a bear, and his hair grew as fast as a flame. His golden hair grew longer, much faster than when he was an ordinary person.

He scratched his semi-long hair to keep it out of his eyes.

Although he still remembered the etiquette of the old nobility, such as more elaborate hair care was a symbol of elegance and wealth. The soft golden long hair was the pride of the Arman family, but as the last heir of the Arman family, Lind preferred shorter hair, and most importantly, it should not cover his eyes.

Longer hair will soften the contours of the cheeks. Although Lind feels that he is far from the image and temperament of a so-called elegant gentleman, it seems that long hair has really successfully softened the sharpness of his face.

Lind looked at the undead people in the Government Affairs Hall. They all looked very similar. This was a particularly interesting phenomenon. Most people were not good at face-shaping in games, and the most efficient way to play their favorite characters in the game was to directly borrow other people's face-shaping data.

Lind sat in his lord's chair and began to handle daily government affairs like a lord.

It is true that he is the lord, but the people who come to report to him are not so reliable.

The undead who accidentally took on the role of sentinels frantically searched for the figure of Disaster, and by chance eliminated all possible dangers for Star Dragon Sentry.

With a sweep-like exploration method, it is impossible for anything to be hidden; they will inevitably be pulled out one by one.

Lind never said there would be rewards, but the undead were very enthusiastic about the information they investigated. After all, whether it was @艾斯爱慕 discovering the Crazy Sage Village and starting the farming game, or @李姐万岁 accidentally discovering the Wanderer, which led to a wave of equipment updates, as well as the current Ettin potion, they all knew that every piece of information could potentially bring unexpected rewards.

The reward that can never be guessed is the driving force.

"Sir, I have information to report!" An undead man stepped forward impatiently: "We found horse hoof prints!"

I don’t know how many times the horseshoe print has been mentioned.

"There are two more bodies!"

Another undead man stepped forward and said, "It was a massacre. It was obvious that the people who were killed had no ability to resist. Moreover, when we found the bodies, they had been dead for several days."

Lind leaned forward slightly, not trying to hide his seriousness.

"Where's the direction?"

"From the Ghost Claw Tree, follow the stream south of Star Dragon Post and head east."

When someone heard the stream, their expression changed slightly, but they still held back and decided to report later. There is always a chance, and you must not be silenced by the lord and be unable to obtain subsequent tasks.

The activity range mentioned is similar to the route where Lind encountered horse hoof prints many times. In the past, the activity range of the undead people was not that wide, so they would not encounter each other and lived in peace.

But the situation is different now. The enterprising undead will not let go of any possible enemy.

No matter whether they can beat them or not, they will go up and provoke them.

Now we can basically be sure that the other party is acting according to a certain pattern, at a certain point in time, and along a certain path.

"You have done a good job on this matter. I will investigate it." Linde paused and said, "There will be results in the next few days."

With such a strong enemy around, I can't stay still. I must take action as soon as possible.

The lowest level of the boss is a grand knight, and the undead humans really have no way of dealing with this level of existence.

It just so happened that he also needed the Heart of Disaster of the Grand Knight rank.

There is no reward and there is no need to continue talking. In the eyes of the undead, this is just a chain task. Since Lind is interested in this matter, there will definitely be developments in the future. It is a multi-ring chain task, and it mainly depends on patience.

The red-haired undead who had been holding back at the side finally got his chance and stepped forward: "Lord! There may be something terrible around us."

"horrible?"

"Yes!" This time it was a red-haired undead who spoke, his expression quite solemn: "We went to the ancient battlefield, and then accidentally entered the foggy area in the west."

The fog covered the west. If you don't want to die, don't go near it. In this world, the only people who don't take life seriously, don't care about death, and rush into a deadly area to die, are probably these immortals.

"What happens next?" Linde only knew the existence of the fog.

It is said that the fog has existed for decades. In a world where the average age is only 30 or 40 years old, decades ago it was already the continuation of several generations. Even a few years old can be told that it was "a long time ago."

The end of the world has only been here for a few years, but to people all over the world, it feels like a century has passed.

"We couldn't see anything when we first entered, and we lost our sense of direction, but there was always a high temperature guiding us closer, and we thought that might be a signal to determine the direction."

Linde looked at the other person speechlessly.

"Then, as we walked forward, we discovered that there was water there." The red-haired undead man looked surprised: "It was a huge lake, stretching as far as the eye could see, and the water was pitch black and bottomless."

Lind stared at his face for several seconds, and finally determined that the red-haired undead man was just shocked and was not born like that.

There are more and more of their similar "brothers", and for the undead of Star Dragon Outpost, it is already difficult to distinguish their identities.

"We tried to get closer because it felt very hot inside. Then we were hit by a ball of fire that suddenly appeared and died."

The red-haired immortal was upset.

"That place has existed for a long time, even longer than the apocalypse." Lind felt that he needed to remind them: "For the time being, focus on the development of Star Dragon Outpost."

"Yes!"

It’s not that Lind doesn’t want to prepare for a rainy day, but it’s obvious that the thing hidden in the fog is very powerful, definitely more powerful than the upper-level knight.

Facing such a strong man, it would be useless even if all 3000 undead came to Star Dragon Outpost.

The reason why the other party has not come out is most likely because he is too lazy to come out. It is normal for long-lived species to sleep for more than ten years.

"My Lord, we found a valley entrance in the east."

"Longya Mountain Road" Linde nodded: "The towering valley rises from the ground, relying on the foothills of Red Dragon Mountain."

He casually helped to popularize geography knowledge: "It is said that a god-level red dragon fell and crashed into the wilderness east of Star Dragon Post. The red dragon's body turned into foothills, and its big mouth roaring towards the west became the entrance to the canyon."

The movement of the earth's crust is not as exciting as the story of the fall of the red dragon. Just looking at the expressions of the immortals, you can tell that they are getting excited.

"Is it possible to get a dragon egg?"

You want to be a dragon knight, right? That's probably impossible. The most famous dragon knight in the world is the Dragon Knight, one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse under the Seat of the Sun's Witness. He is carved on the door lintel.

Dragons are not fertile creatures and do not rely on eggs to hatch.

However, dragon eggs are possible. There have been many dragon knights in human history. The prerequisite is that one has a lifespan of one or two hundred years to raise a dragon.

"That means there may be many disasters hidden there?"

"Perhaps?" Linde said, "I have not left this area since the apocalypse, but I still remember the afternoon when the blood of gods and dragons dyed the sky red. Every evening since then, the sky has been dyed red by the remaining blood."

An immortal raised his hand: "That is, is it possible that the sky turning red at dusk is a natural phenomenon?"

The other undead turned to look at him.

The undead man shrank his head: "Well, this is the magical world, I am stupid."

(End of this chapter)