Chapter 82: Viplain (Part 2)
Is the magic network delayed?
When I used the resistance-enhancing skill just now, something did seem a little off, but after the twelve vertices of the Rubik's Cube lit up a few times, everything returned to normal.
But why is Yuzu's casting delay so severe?
It no longer dared to use the Mage's Hand to move freely. (The Mage's Hand only lasted for one minute at a time. When Yuzu moved, it would use it once every minute to catch itself from mid-air and continue flying, as mentioned above.)
Fang Yu was wearing a gray-white hooded cloak that he had bought from Taomao for a huge sum of 80 yuan. After all, the Great Zhou was the world's factory, and this 80 yuan thing was actually decorated with gold thread. After putting it on, he looked like Saga who had usurped the throne.
In fact, there was also one that cost thirty yuan. Fang Yu looked at the reviews and found that the workmanship was not very good, so he spent fifty yuan more and bought the more expensive one.
At noon, the farmers had finished their lunch and were resting in the fields in groups of three or four to enjoy the cool air. From time to time, they made some vulgar jokes with the peasant women around them, which made everyone laugh.
"Hello." Fang Yu waved friendly to the farmers in the fields from a distance, and at the same time, silently sent out a "malicious detection".
In Fang Yu's eyes, most of the farmers' heads showed no color, only a few older farmers had a faint red light on their heads, with negative words such as vigilance, disgust, fear, etc. floating on them.
The red light was not too strong, indicating that there was no malicious intent, it was just a general warning against strangers.
But what is this disgust and fear?
Is it wrong to be handsome?
"#%&￥&%*" A sturdy farmer who looked to be in his forties took off his straw hat, leaned on his hoe, bowed deeply to Fang Yu, and said a few words that Fang Yu could not understand.
The farmer was not tall, only about 1.7 meters at most, but he was already the most burly male among the group of farmers.
The farmer's attitude was very respectful, but looking at the bulging veins in his right hand holding the hoe, Fang Yu had no doubt that if anything went wrong, this guy might hit him with the hoe.
"Yuzi, what did he say?" Fang Yu used a communication technique, moved his lips slightly, and asked Yuzi in the backpack. Yuzi was also confused.
"The main plane originally used the common language. I have never heard of this language. Can I cast the language proficiency cast on you, my master?" Yuzu asked tentatively.
"Why don't you hurry up?" Fang Yu coughed.
Yuzi held it in for a few seconds before Fang Yu sensed the feedback from the magic net.
Seeing that Fang Yu hadn't responded, the middle-aged farmer looked up in confusion and said, "Sir, which temple are you from? Viplain is just a small village, the pastoral area of the God of Harvest."
After hearing what the farmer said, Fang Yu suddenly understood.
I feel like I'm a missionary.
What I'm wearing is an authentic wizard's cloak, okay?
But, the temple?
I've read before in the Introduction to the Magic Network that at the end of the BR era a few years before TR, arcane mages had already dispelled superstition and proved that there were no such things as gods in any plane, right?
After more than ten thousand years, it was restored?
Fang Yu chuckled, his friendliness immediately reaching its peak: "Don't be nervous, everyone. I'm just a traveler. What's your name? Where is this place?"
After hearing Fang Yu's words, all the farmers breathed a sigh of relief visibly.
The peasant women, on the other hand, showed a rare shy expression, and their already red faces became even redder.
One or two of the brave ones stared at Fang Yu, while the others turned sideways and stole a glance at him from time to time.
But what's wrong with this old man in front of me? Why haven't the red light and warning signs on his head disappeared yet?
Looking closely, this old man Deng doesn't seem to be too old, probably in his thirties.
It's just that it's exposed to wind and sun, so it may age faster.
"Sir, this is Weplain, the territory of Baron Capet. My name is Pope, and I'm just an ordinary farmer in Weplain." Old Deng, who was in his thirties, still spoke respectfully.
"Pope is also the captain of our patrol team." A younger-looking farmer next to him boldly added. Pop frowned slightly and glared at him fiercely.
The territory of Baron Capet?
Isn't it the same as not saying anything?
Fang Yu hummed: "So, where is the nearest city?"
"Sir, 50 leagues to the west is the territory of Duke de Montville - Mercfort, the largest city in the Montville region." Hearing Fang Yu ask this, Pope obviously relaxed a lot. His right hand holding the hoe was obviously no longer so nervous, and the red light and warning sign on his head gradually disappeared.
League is the unit of length here, which is approximately equivalent to three kilometers. After understanding the language, Fang Yu can directly understand its meaning.
"Sir, if you wish to go to Merkfore, traveling alone may not be a good idea. Many pairs of giant wolves roam the Veldt of Veldt. One league to the north is the town of Astrae, where some merchants pass through. You could stay there for a few days until you gather a group and travel together, where it would be safer."
Pope looked at Fang Yu carefully. Although he did not sense any malice from the young man in the gorgeous cloak, it would be better to send him away as soon as possible.
This man was so weird, with weird hair color, weird clothes, and even the cart he was pushing was very weird.
No one knows what strangers will bring.
Maybe wealth, but more likely danger.
Fang Yu thought for a moment, then pulled back the tarp of the camper van. A gigantic wolf carcass appeared before the farmers. "Is this the giant wolf you were talking about?"
"Giant wolf!" Pope subconsciously tightened the hoe in his hand, and when he looked closely, he saw that the female wolf was deader than dead.
"God of the Harvest!" The surrounding farmers were in a commotion. The giant wolves in the Velting Grassland often attacked lone travelers and farmers. They usually chopped wood in groups of at least five, otherwise they would most likely become food in the giant wolves' stomachs.
And this strange young man in front of him was actually dragging the corpse of a giant wolf with him!?
"Can I take a look at this giant wolf?" With Fang Yu's permission, Pope examined the female wolf with a serious expression.
The body was still soft, without any rigor mortis, and the time of death could not have been more than two hours.
The only injury on the female wolf's body was her skull, which was broken into three pieces above her brow.
It's obvious at first glance that it's hammer damage caused by a heavy object.
"Sir, where did you meet this giant wolf? Giant wolves usually travel in pairs. Where is the other one?" Pope's face was solemn.
The mother wolf died less than two hours ago, and Fang Yu was walking alone, which means that the giant wolf had appeared near Viplain.
This is not good news.
I wanted to write more, but I ran out of time, so I can only post it first.
The city is the main storyline, and the alien world plot is auxiliary, mainly used to obtain resources.
This article is not about farming.
(End of this chapter)
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