Weird Deep-sea Game, I Can Fish Without Limit

  Chapter 157 Absolutely generous reward

   "Why are the goods from Storm's End here?"

  In the cave illuminated by magic light, Shia asked Li Feng.

   Li Feng shook his head and made a joke:

   "I don't know, but it certainly wasn't a desk chair."

  He looked at the progress of the task in front of him, and thought that there must be something strange in the box.

   Open it up to have a look, but there are still two things on the box.

  A dirty, colorful wool doll, a weird, like a completely still candle.

  Li Feng took a step forward lightly so that he could look more carefully.

   "This doll seems to belong to the troll tribe."

   Said to Xi Ya who was beside Li Feng.

  Historically, the giant dragons once ruled the trolls, so Xia still knows a lot about the trolls.

  'Something from the troll clan? '

   A faint coolness rushed over his head, and Li Feng wanted to see the detailed information of these two things.

   Soon, his eyes showed:

  【Battered voodoo doll: from the troll family. 】

  [Spirit-inducing candle: something related to the soul]

  ‘Hmm...the information is a bit lacking. '

  However, Li Feng didn't care much about it. What he cared most about now was the box with the Storm's End logo printed on the seal.

  Because of the mission, he really wants to open the box now.

   But to open the box, you have to move the weird-looking voodoo doll and the candle.

   Gently, Li Feng put the voodoo doll and candle on the ground on guard, but there was no change in these two things.

   And the wooden box was finally exposed.

   Seeing that there was no problem, Li Feng tore off the paper seal on the box, and Xi Ya also leaned nervously beside him.

  With a "squeak", the wooden box was opened.

  Under the illumination of the magic light sphere, a box of blue-gray stones the size of watermelons appeared in front of their eyes.

   "This, rock?"

  Xia looked at the stones in the box, wondering.

  But Li Feng saw the way after the initial suspicion.

   He always felt that "Stone" looked familiar, and finally remembered:

   "This is the head of a gargoyle."

"Um?"

  Hearing Li Feng's words, Xi Ya also noticed the pointed ears on those stones, and the ferocious faces like bats and ghosts.

   It is indeed the head of a gargoyle.

   But after confirming what was in the box, Shia was a little confused.

  Gargoyle head is a supernatural material, the price is quite high, but the application field is very narrow.

  But right now, what does Storm’s End need so many gargoyle heads for?

  Shea couldn't figure it out.

   "Did your mother collect a lot of gargoyle heads back then?"

  The clues are connected in series, Li Feng probably figured it out.

   "Yeah, mom..."

  In the dark cave, Xi Ya rolled her golden eyes, and she suddenly thought of something, and said anxiously:

   "Is it related to the Lost Land? Storm's End is actually planning, as a theater of sorrow in the Lost Land?"

  Before the fall of the Black Dragon Queen, she had been seeking the power of the Black Dragon ancestors in the Lost Land.

  And the gargoyle heads she collected in large quantities are most likely related to the power to seize the lost land.

   And now, as the Theater of Sorrows of the Lost Lands, lives in Wind's Rest.

   But by such a coincidence, Storm's End is also collecting a large number of gargoyle heads.

   It's hard not to be suspicious.

   "Could it be."

  Li Feng made a hypothesis:

  "After Penros Fell slaughtered the black dragon tribe, he got clues about obtaining power from the lost land.

   After that, after more than ten years of investigation and verification, he can finally put it into action. "

  This also explains why the Theater of Sorrows is present in Wind's Rest, but Governor Fell doesn't care much about it.

  In fact, he should know more about the Theater of Sorrows than Violet Eye.

  The reason for not caring much is that the overall situation is in control.

  Hearing Li Feng's analysis, Xi Ya frowned.

  Penrose Fell not only slaughtered her entire family, but also seized the power of her ancestors.

  Thinking of this, Shia couldn't help being furious.

   Now she not only wants to kill Penrose Fell for revenge, but also must stop him and gain the power of the black dragon ancestor in the lost land.

   Start now with the Theater of Sorrow.

  Outside the cave, the sun slanted to the west, and the sea breeze in the evening dispelled the heat of midsummer.

   No matter how the box of gargoyle heads got into the hands of the ogre, Li Feng put it in the dragon's luggage.

  Combine the Black Dragon Queen, Paper Crane, and Governor Penrose Fell, as long as they are related to the Theater of Sorrow in the Lost Lands.

  They all have, more or less, the heads of gargoyles.

   This made Li Feng feel that besides going through every floor of the Theater of Sorrow, there must be other ways to grab the power of the Theater of Sorrow.

   But those methods must be related to the head of the gargoyle.

   Putting the entire wooden box into the dragon's luggage, Li Feng looked at the voodoo doll he had placed on the ground, and the candle.

  Inexplicably, Li Feng is no longer interested in these two things.

  No matter what relationship they have with the ogre, no matter what the blue thing in the cave is, Li Feng doesn't want to get to the bottom of it.

  After learning that the governor, Penrose Fell, also intends to get involved in the Theater of Sorrows, Li Feng doesn't want to make extra troubles and get into other troubles.

   And this voodoo doll, as well as the candle, are very troublesome things no matter how you look at them.

  So immediately, after packing the box of gargoyle heads, Li Feng and Xi Ya left immediately.

   Calculating the time, the poisoned Andrew and Captain John should return to normal now.

   Now, Li Feng intends to return to Wind's Rest City.

   These weird things should stay on the deserted island.

  Under the golden sunset, bursts of black smoke rose from the chimney of the Raider.

  Li Feng, Xi Ya, and all the rest of the crew returned to Storm Island on the Raider.

   "You mean... something caused this storm?"

  On the deck under the golden sunset, Xia was confused by Li Feng's blind speculation.

   "It's all just speculation. After all, there are still many mysteries in the whole thing."

  Li Feng wanted to rationalize his thinking, but suddenly felt that it was unnecessary.

  Now, in Li Feng's giant dragon bag, there are eight frozen lightning moray eels.

   After returning, as long as they are sacrificed one by one, he and Shia can enter the Theater of Sorrow again.

  Li Feng did some calculations, and there are still six floors left in the Theater of Sadness, that is to say, he can still win six ranks.

   And he is currently the second-rank and third-rank, and after passing through the Theater of Sorrow, he can be promoted to the second-rank and ninth-rank.

   It is only one level away from the third level required by the task.

  Based on this, he will be able to complete the player cycle promotion task in a short time.

  …

   "Patter."

  The white porcelain plate was carelessly placed on the table, making a crisp and loud noise.

  In the Posthouse of Wind's Rest, the waiter responsible for delivering the food stood up straight.

  Looking condescendingly at those sitting at the dining table, the two archmages who had just come to Wind's Rest to deal with the strange incident, and Qi Heng who accompanied them, said impatiently:

   "Our cook castrated himself with a knife last night, and he is still living in the church, so everyone can make do with it."

   The waiter turned and left after speaking.

   Only two archmages were left, looking at each other from the cold bread.

   "So rude! So rude!"

   An obese middle-aged male mage said.

  His name is Quint, and he is the archmage of Violet Eye.

   It was this time that the chief of Violet Eyes was assigned to Wind's Rest City to explore the Theater of Sorrow, and has already dealt with the strange events in the city.

   "Well—why isn't there even wine?"

  Another archmage picked up the crystal cup in the station and smelled it.

  It's a pity that this beautiful glass is not filled with delicious white wine, but tasteless clear water.

   "Haha, I really didn't expect that our Violet Eyes will also be excluded one day."

   said the Archmage, setting down the glass with her short arms.

  Her name is Liquor, and she is a female dwarf over forty years old.

  The dwarves live on the cold island in the northwest of the Endless Sea. Their average height is only two-thirds of that of humans.

  Although the dwarves are short in stature, they are still strong, and because of their stature, they are extremely flexible.

  It is probably because the dwarves have grown up in the cold northwestern islands for generations, so they all love drinking and have wild and unruly personalities.

  So at the moment, when faced with the cold bread in the posthouse and the rude and contemptuous attitude of the waiters.

  Spirits did not panic like the human mage Gwent, but only sighed that there was no alcohol to drink, and he did not forget to laugh at himself.

"Humph!"

   Hearing what the spirits said, Quint snorted coldly:

   "I really can't imagine how the Governor Dragon Slayer would condone his people to be so rude."

  Quint tapped the cold bread with his fork and complained.

  Spirits didn't care much, just laughed and said:

   "Quint, if you can stop the person who cuts off his little Gigi with a knife every night, I believe Governor Fair will treat you better."

  Listening to Liquor's words, Qi Heng couldn't help giving the female dwarf a thumbs up in his heart.

  He doesn't ask for anything else now, only these two, and quickly resolve the weird incidents in the city.

   And his mentors who had bipolar disorder mixed with early Alzheimer's disease.

   "Don't eat! Let's go see Alton and the others."

  Kent threw the knife and fork away, got up and left the table.

   Seeing that Quint was about to get down to business, Qi Heng hurriedly stood up happily and followed.

  But two hours later, when the westward sun shone on Qi Heng, Qi Heng really wanted to light a cigarette.

  Quint and Liquor, they are both archmages of the Violet Eye, and their ranks are also above the fourth and fifth ranks.

  Whether it is in the Violet Eye or in the entire endless sea, they are considered strong.

  However, when they faced Mentor Alton, who was not sane, they still couldn't use spells to bring him back to normal.

   Looking at the mentor who was only slightly better than before, Qi Heng sighed.

"I think…"

   This is the dwarf spirits speaking, she guessed:

  "The Theater of Sorrow has its own rules, and some things cannot be done by brute force or pure purification."

  Qi Heng nodded, he also felt the same way.

   "I heard that the chief lord said that there is a person in Wind's Rest who can recognize the ancient troll language. Can you please ask him to look for clues in the historical materials."

   Spirits asked Qi Heng:

  "The ancient trolls have always served the dragon, and they recorded everything in the world for the dragon king.

  I think the historical materials recorded by the ancient trolls will be very comprehensive. "

  Hearing the words of strong wine, Qi Heng wanted to cry but had no tears.

  He had thought of this a long time ago. On the day of the accident, he had gone to Storm's End with historical materials to find Rhine.

  But he has something to go to sea.

   Communication in the world of Endless Sea is inconvenient. There are no special extraordinary items, and people far away from the two places cannot communicate at all.

   And Rhine went to sea again, and there was no news at all in the past two days, let alone when he will return.

  Qi Heng helplessly told the whole story to Liquor.

   Liquor sighed after hearing this, she looked at the setting sun and sighed:

   "I'm afraid it will be a sleepless night again tonight, forget it, let's invite the chief lord to come out of the mountain."

  When Liquor was allowed to write a letter to ask for help from the chief of Violet Eye, he thought the waiter led a middle-aged woman and walked in.

   "This is Mr. Perry."

  Pointing at Qi Heng with the waiter, he introduced it to the middle-aged woman.

   Then he said to Qi Heng:

   "This is Mrs. John, she said she wants to find you."

  Qi Heng looked at Mrs. John and felt that he didn't know her, so he said:

   "Hello, what can you do for me?"

   What Qi Heng didn't expect was that the lady didn't answer and asked:

   "Uh, hello, do you know Mr. Rhine?"

  Hearing the name Rhine, Qi Heng was taken aback for a moment. Although he didn't know what the other party meant, he instinctively felt that things might turn around.

   "Yes, we know each other, Mr. Rhine and I are friends."

  Qi Heng said immediately.

   "Oh, then I should have found the right person."

   Mrs. John took out a letter from her handbag and said:

  "Mr. Rhine left this letter before going to sea with my husband.

  He said, if something strange happens in Wind's Rest these days, let me give you this letter.

  I heard today that some people in the city go crazy every night. I wonder if this is a strange thing? "

  Listening to Mrs. John's narration, Qi Heng was a little confused. He didn't know what Rhine meant.

  But I almost understood that this letter must be related to the self-harm incident at night.

   Quickly received the letter, Qi Heng discovered that Li Feng had written a medicine formula in the letter.

   At the same time, he explained that this is what he saw in the historical materials of the Violet Eye.

  I didn’t know what it meant at the time, but looking back, it seemed like something important could heal some of the effects of sad theater.

  That night, Li Feng heard singing from the Theater of Sorrows in the City of Wind's Rest.

  Because he had read historical materials, he roughly knew what would happen.

   Balancing left and right, Li Feng still intends to translate the medicinal formula for treating the influence of the sad theater in the historical materials.

  If the influence really occurs, let Mrs. John send the letter recording the formula of the medicine to Qi Heng.

  At that time, Li Feng had confirmed that Qi Heng was an official player.

  So it is convenient for him to prepare for it, and maintain this relationship with the official, which is also beneficial for him to act in the future.

   "I went out to the city on something yesterday, and I only heard about what happened in the city today."

   Seeing Qi Heng frowning tightly and expressive on his face, Mrs. John said to him:

   "I don't know if I delivered this letter in time?"

   "Just in time, just in time!"

   Qi Heng, who got the formula of the healing potion, said immediately, and complained helplessly in his heart: .

  ‘Isn’t it timely? Two days later, only the eunuchs will be left in the city after the wind blows. '

  After seeing Mrs. John away, Qi Heng immediately showed Li Feng's letter to Archmage Quint and the spirits.

  The two of them were somewhat skeptical.

  But when Bonnie, who has the blood of a giant, brought up the potion prepared according to the recipe, and gave it to the mentor Alton to drink.

  Seeing Alton's apparent return to normal spirit, Archmage Quint and Spirits were extremely shocked.

  How many spells they used and how much effort they spent just now, Alton, who was not cured, was actually cured by a cup of potion.

   "Perry."

   Spirits stopped Qi Heng, who was going to purchase more medicinal materials, and said to him:

   "Your friend, Mr. Rhine, when will he come back? If he comes back, I want to see him."

  Qi Heng thought for a while after hearing the words, and with the professionalism of an official player, he tentatively asked:

   "I don't know why you are looking for him?"

   "Well, there is no other meaning."

  Dwarf Spellweaver Spirits smiled and waved his hands:

   "A few days ago, the chief lord predicted through divination that the Scepter of Tides was captured in a storm, the new 'tyrant' has succeeded to the throne, and Haishi will reopen soon."

   "Mirage?"

  Hearing about Haishi, Qi Heng suddenly remembered something.

  As an apprentice of Violet Eye, he has heard of Mirage a little.

   It is said that it is very similar to a black market, where all information, knowledge, and items that are legal or taboo can be traded anonymously there.

  The person in charge of the sea city is called a "tyrant". The tyrant controls the entire sea city through the tidal scepter.

"Yes."

   Spirits nodded and continued:

   "As for the divination of the person who took the Tidal Scepter, the chief lord believes that the new tyrant is very likely to be a troll holding a tattered voodoo doll in one hand and a spirit-inducing candle in the other.

  There must be something we want in the sea city. If the new tyrant is really a troll, then we'd better find some experts who are familiar with the troll tribe now.

   I see that this Mr. Rhine seems to really have a deep research on the trolls.

   So, I think he should be able to help us solve some problems.

   Of course, we will also send absolutely generous rewards. "

  (end of this chapter)