CH 67

The Flower of Humanity?

What is it?

Rode forcibly resisted the urge to take a peek at the dream.

The hearse had explicitly warned him that they were under surveillance, and he didn't want to risk jumping back and forth on the edge of death.

Fortunately, his purchase of flowers didn't cause any trouble. There were no beggars swarming around him, and the little girl's money wasn't stolen. She hugged the flowers like a treasure and ran towards her mother.

The hearse quickly left the square.

"The people here are simple."

Rode sighed lightly, feeling that the conditions at Kimberly College were a bit too good.

Because there were too many people in the outer city area, Rode added six silver coins before the hearse finally stopped at the large square in front of the Defense Department in the Iron Cross District.

This was no longer the cold place he had visited twice before. A fierce flame rose in the center of the square, and a red-robed priest stood in front of the flame praying. Hundreds of residents stood silently around them, and there was a faint sound of crying in the air.

Were they keeping vigil?

Rode didn't dare to disturb them. He got off the hearse carefully and walked into the Defense Department in the district.

As soon as he entered, he heard a loud roar.

"No! Absolutely not!"

Then there were banging sounds and fighting sounds.

Civilian officials fled the hall one after another, their faces pale and trembling.

Really?

Were they fighting inside?

Rode cautiously looked over.

In the hall, two strong men were wrestling with each other. One was the Defense Chief of the district with a scar on his face, and the other was the Defense Chief of the outer city area, Keith.

Their veins bulged, their muscles were tense, one hugged the waist, and the other squeezed the neck, wrestling in the hall.

The huge sound of groaning echoed in the Defense Department.

Fortunately, their military uniforms were quite sturdy, otherwise their eyes would have been blinded.

Rode asked the civilian officials next to him, "What's going on with them?"

The civilian officials trembled and said, "The two chiefs had a disagreement and started fighting."

Are you blind? They're clearly fighting.

"Why are they fighting?"

"They're fighting over the capture of an escaped plague demon. Both chiefs want to join the hunting team, so they started arguing."

Rode was puzzled, "Can't they go together?"

The civilian officials shook their heads vigorously, "No, at least one chief must stay in the Defense Department. Today is the first Tuesday in twenty days, and the people are all out on the streets. We absolutely cannot cause any trouble."Originally, today is Tuesday... Rode vaguely knew that there were all kinds of festivals and weather, but he had never really understood them. He had always been in a very busy state, and the enormous pressure prevented him from paying attention to anything unrelated to survival.

It sounded like it was the opposite of "Gloomy Moon Night" that day. Gloomy Moon Night would enhance the power of darkness, weaken the power of fire, and increase the number of monsters.

So, Tuesday should enhance the power of fire, weaken the power of darkness, and reduce the dust created by monsters born in the black mist.

No wonder today looked brighter.

Rode hesitated for a moment. If that was the case, then he should have nothing to clean up today.

But if he went back like this, he wouldn't be satisfied.

Rode decided to take a chance.

He walked up and said to the two burly men who were playing egg cracking, "Your Excellency Defense Minister, Mr. Keith, do you still need people for the hunting team? I have high spiritual vision and am also good at using handguns..."

Slap!

Before he finished speaking, the two burly men jumped up together and pinched his arms from left and right. In front of their huge bodies, Rode was like a child.

"It's you!"

They shouted together, and the burning light in their eyes almost burned Rode.

In desperation, Rode shouted, "I don't wrestle!"

Keith scratched the back of his head. "What wrestling? Do you want to wrestle with me? Little Roro, you're not that type."

Big Scarface shouted, "Shut up, you brainless idiot! Rogers, come and gather, we're ready to go!"

Keith angrily said, "Do you still need to say that?"

He turned his head and shouted, "Rogers! Come and gather!"

A young hunter wearing a tri-cornered hat and tight hunting clothes walked out of the corner, with a helpless expression on his face.

"Have you found a high-spiritual vision scout, two Your Excellencies? The plague demon's mist and illusion ability cannot be seen through with your spiritual vision of only four or five. To be honest, even if you both go together, the plague demon can play us to death even if it only has a soul left."

"That's right."

A white-robed girl behind the young man also said, "It's best to invite a high-ranking scout from the Investigative Corps. Otherwise, the danger level of this hunting operation will be raised to the extreme, and you will have to pay five times the money."

Keith sneered, "Are you crazy about money? You hunters only think about money all day long."The girl was clearly angry: "I want money! But I don't want to die! Do you know how dangerous the injured plague demon is? Even the elite combat group couldn't stop it! It's all your fault that it ran out of the sewer! If it weren't for the hunter's obligation, I wouldn't be here at all. What does it have to do with me how many people died in Tuesday's residents?"

"Bullshit!"

Keith roared, and the entire roof was shaking. He clenched his fist the size of a basin and was about to go forward to teach her a lesson.

But he was stopped by the man with a big scar on his face. He sighed and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Rogers, Miss Eve, my boss is a stupid idiot. We have found the high-level scout with strong spiritual vision. You don't have to worry. We can leave soon."

The young man named Rogers looked at him suspiciously: "Have you found a high-level scout? I heard that there are many small mist demons and a crazy one near Star City. The investigation legion has sent a large number of scouts to support, and manpower is seriously insufficient everywhere."

The big scarred face showed a bitter smile.

"The investigation legion did not send anyone. The high-level scout I am talking about is this person in front of us."

He pointed his thick finger at Rode.

The two men's eyes gathered together.

"Him?"

This was obviously not a trusting tone.

The girl cut off with a sound.

"Are you crazy? This guy doesn't even have a full beard."

Keith was angry: "You underestimate people too much! As the defense chief of the outer city, I tell you that his hair has clearly grown out. Don't believe it? Look!"

He went to pull Rode's pants, but fortunately Rode reacted quickly and jumped away.

The big scarred face covered his face with both hands, and the rough flesh on his fingers turned red.

"I'm sorry, this guy has a problem with his brain. Don't mind him. Mr. Rode, although he is young, he is already a special student of Kimberly. In the sewer incident thirteen days ago, only he was not injured and successfully repelled the black priest Balistan Selmy of the Desecration Sect."

Both of their faces changed.

"But..." The girl raised another question, "Is his spiritual vision high? Combat power is not the main issue."

The big scarred face finally showed a smile: "It's very high. His report shows that he has a fire seed similar to enhanced spiritual vision, and he is a strong spiritual vision practitioner."

"Bullshit!"

Keith finally found a loophole.

"What strong spiritual vision practitioner? He is a completely spiritual vision practitioner! You idiot!"As soon as the words fell, the two who had already believed showed a skeptical look again.

Rogers hesitated: "A complete clairvoyant? Clairvoyance has to reach 99, right? He's so young, is it possible for him to have such a high clairvoyance?"

Keith laughed: "Haha! Don't you know? Thirteen days ago, he tested it in front of me, Moxo, and that pile of dog shit at the Military Department of the Royal City. The highest-level mist crystal ball, the final image was a sun with ten thousand golden lights. I remember it! That pile of dog shit's face, I still laugh when I think about it now."

Although Rogers didn't seem to fully believe it, he still reached out his hand.

"Hello, nice to meet you. I'm Rogers from Shanghudi, a second-level hunter."

Rode also reached out his hand.

"Hello, I'm Rode from Hongshi Village, Kimberly's student."

Big Scar patted his hands and said, "Okay, leave the pleasantries for later, get ready to go. I'll only say one thing, Rode currently has no combat power, he's only responsible for providing reconnaissance, you guys need to protect him."

Rogers smiled: "Rest assured, even if we all die, we won't let him die. After all, he's our star of tomorrow."

The girl turned her head away: "He's a precious gem, and we are humble stones."

Keith shouted loudly, "No, he's a young sapling, and we are the big trees that protect him."

"Finally, someone speaks human language," Big Scar laughed. "You go with them, I'll stay here."

Keith angrily said, "Why should I go? You go!"

The two started arguing again, and at this moment, several people wearing blue robes pushed the door and walked in.

They stood at attention, raised their right hand, and made a fist salute.

"City Defense Legion, Shi Dong reporting."

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"Battle Legion, Tang Naer reporting."

"Knight Order, Bach reporting."

...

"Set off!"

Big Scar cleverly interrupted the argument.

"You're the boss, Rode is up to you. May the fire protect you, eliminate the heavily injured plague demon as soon as possible, and protect our people."

"You're the boss" touched Keith, he thumped his chest and said loudly:

"Well said, no one is more reliable than me. Hunting team, let's go!"

"For the Holy Fire! For Thalorian! For the king! Ahhh!"

And so, amidst the passionate shouting, this hunting team composed of various forces set off.

Big Scar was slightly relieved. This team had an average combat personnel level of 8, and the total combat level exceeded 120. The personnel configuration was reasonable, and it was definitely not a problem to hunt down a heavily injured plague demon.Today is a festive day that was hard to come by, and there absolutely cannot be a large-scale casualty.

Scarface called back the staff who were hiding outside and began the tense work. With the defense of the royal city being insufficient, there was too much to do.

But in the midst of the tense work, a doubt suddenly arose in his mind.

"Why is Rode here?"

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The hunting team had a total of ten people, and the captain was unexpectedly Rogers. He quickly allocated the tactical positions of each member.

Thanks to patrolling with Raisin last time, Rode roughly knew the function of the "rear reconnaissance" tactical position and had a general understanding of their respective positions.

He loaded the spirit gun with good bullets, activated the soul eye, and walked in the middle and back of the team, receiving heavy protection.

Later, under the leadership of Rogers, the hunting team went from the well on the square to the sewer.

The stench with a bloody smell rushed straight to the nose, but Rogers did not hesitate to pick up a lump of mud from the ground and hold it up to his nose.

"It's still nearby, hurry up."

Everyone began to run quickly. Rode remembered the method taught by Teacher Karaman and started running like them. At the moment his feet touched the ground, he gathered spiritual energy at his toes, imagining the spiritual energy agitating and smashing on the ground like a pendulum, producing immense force.

In an instant, his toes became hot, and his body flew into the air, barely keeping up with their speed.

Keith's eyes brightened, "Not bad, little Roro. I only mastered turbulent spiritual energy after three years."

The girl Eve glanced at his crooked posture and disdainfully said, "You can't even walk steadily. What's so great about that?"

Keith was clearly angry and pointed at her nose, shouting, "What are you? A waste expelled from the academy! If it weren't for the mercy of the king, where would you be eating shit in which sewer?"

The girl Eve's face turned red, and she loudly said, "Yes, we are useless trash, lowly stones. You are great, you have strong power and fists, but you somehow angered the plague demon sleeping in the lower sewer and let it escape! Hundreds of thousands of people above us are threatened by it. You're doing a great job as the defense commander of the outer city!"

Keith became furious, "Can you question the power of the elite combat group? Do you understand how dangerous the lower sewer is? If you go there, not even your bones will be left!"

Eve snorted, "What's the point of cleaning up some sewer? You're sick."

"You know nothing! Doomsday cultist..."

"Lord Keith!" A combatant dressed in city defense military attire stopped him.Keith clenched his fists.

"If you were a member of the City Defense Army, I would have twisted your head off long ago."

The girl leaned her head forward and sneered, "You can twist it now, no need to be polite."

"Enough! Eve, shut up!"

Rogers, who had been leading the way, shouted.

"The plague demon is ahead. I can already smell its putrid breath. Level two combat readiness. Eve, activate the spiritual defense barrier."

The girl silently raised her hand, and spiritual energy quickly gathered on her hand, but Rode could clearly see tears swirling in her eyes.