Chapter 18

He has thick brown short hair, a little messy short beard, two dark blue eyes, panic and fear. He has several scars on his angular face, about 1.8 meters tall. Although he is very young, he has obviously participated in many fierce battles, and the whole person reveals a smell of blood and fire.

As for the leather armor equipped on the body, it is full of patches, especially the two gaps between the chest and waist are still bleeding. Although they are only skin injuries, they must be very painful.

"Er... Mr. mage, do I have any questions?" the young man felt his beard awkwardly.

He was obviously not used to people staring at him all the time, so he was at a loss.

Aware of this, Zhang Cheng gently waved his hand: "no, nothing. I just think it's incredible that you can run so fast with your injury. By the way, what's the matter with these undead? Do they dare to attack in broad daylight?"

"Hey, hey, these are minor injuries. They don't hurt. I'm used to them."

The young man smiled simply and honestly, then turned and stared at the dead body on the ground, and his expression soon became serious.

"As for the attack of the dead, it has only become more and more frequent in the past half a month. Perhaps because of the autumn harvest, they always want to pass through our guards and put a strange green medicine in the barn and the place where livestock feed is stored. All the contaminated food and feed will rot and deteriorate in just an hour. It is estimated that they want to use this method to destroy a large number of animals Destroy our food reserves and plunge us into famine. "

"Strange green potion? Do you have a sample?"

Zhang Cheng suddenly recalled that the don't forget in the game always seems to be developing a new plague, which is located in the arahi highlands and Hillsbrad hills.

"No problem! These damn undead always carry with them. If you look for the body, you will find it." then the young man bent down and began to touch the body of the forgotten. About half a minute or so, he found a small brown leather bag and opened it. It was filled with translucent test tubes thick and thin fingers. "Aha! I found it! That's it. Mayor Burnside plans to send someone to Dalaran later to find out what this thing is."

Zhang Cheng took out one of them and shook it gently. He carefully observed the gas-liquid mixture around it. After a long time, he asked, "how do you deal with the rotten grain? Do you know the reaction of people or livestock after eating?"

"Please, after the stansom tragedy, who dares to touch the contaminated food has long been burned." the young man explained and continued to search for the bodies, from weapons to armor.

Looking at the naked corpse, Zhang Cheng pulled it out slightly from the corner of his mouth, followed by a proposal: "well, I think maybe I can try. Can you help me catch a squirrel, rabbit and other small animals?"

"Easy! Please give me a few minutes to prepare." the young man who gained a lot quickly packed the booty with hemp rope and took action quickly.

He took off his helmet, supported the edge with a wooden stick, sprinkled a handful of bread crumbs below, tied a thin thread to the end of the stick, and finally retreated far behind the tree.

In less than two or three minutes, sparrows fell from the sky and began to peck at bread crumbs. I didn't know what terrible things would happen next.

Pop!

Taking advantage of the moment when the sparrow's attention was completely attracted by the food, the young man fiercely moved the thin thread, buckled his helmet and shut up the poor little thing.

He ran close in three or two steps, opened a small mouth, put in a hand, and grabbed the sparrow in the palm of his hand: "look, I got it! Here!"

"Thank you. Now let's see what the forgotten are doing..."

Under everyone's gaze, Zhang Cheng pulled out the cork of the test tube and let the sparrow suck the green fog.

In less than half a minute, the sparrow's body expanded rapidly, twice as big as before, and grew sharp teeth and claws, frantically struggling to attack.

But how could Zhang Cheng let a sparrow hurt himself, even a mutated sparrow.

Without thinking, he threw the sparrow out, followed by the release of ice pick. Under the terrible broken ice hanging, the sparrow didn't even have a chance to resist. He fell to the ground and died.

Old George, who had experienced the invasion of the scourge corps, stared at the broken bird corpse with a frightened face and trembled and exclaimed, "Holy... Holy light is on! This is... This is..."

"Ah, yes, this is a plague, a brand-new magic plague. It seems that the forgotten are more dangerous and crazy than expected." Zhang Cheng gave the affirmative answer with a dignified expression.

"Damn it! I have to tell this news to the mayor quickly! Mr. mage, can you come with me? I think the town may need your help. Of course, in return, we are willing to provide you with generous remuneration." the young man sincerely invited.

"Well, it happens that we're going to town to have a rest. I'm sure you won't mind, Mr. George?" Zhang Cheng turned back to ask the caravan owner for advice.

Old George quickly replied with a wry smile: "no, of course not. You saved our lives. No matter what you want to do, just do it. I fully obey your arrangement. In addition, please don't call me sir. Just call me old George."

Seeing that the other party was so knowledgeable, Zhang Cheng nodded with satisfaction and continued to say to the young man, "in that case, please lead the way. I can't wait to talk to your mayor. You know, the magic plague is not a small thing."

"I understand, sir, I understand. My uncle was the victim of the stansom tragedy. His family of four died under the terrible plague. Come on, I'll take you to the mayor of Burnside and the clerk Horace whitestead."

With these words, the young man picked up the booty and walked along the uneven dirt road.

He didn't notice that Zhang Cheng, who returned to the carriage, was lowering his head, staring at a parchment scroll, muttering in a voice that only he could hear when he wiped the floor: "sure enough! As long as I come into contact with the aborigines of the world, you will issue corresponding tasks. The higher the risk, the richer the reward."

The parchment scroll reads: "mission - new plague, assist in investigating the new plague developed by the forgotten, and reward a bottle of well water from the sun well (which can be used to create a small eternal energy source) and special ability - camouflage (you can change the appearance of magic items without any damage) , five bottles of high-quality mana potions