"This is the only one I have left, and I won't trade it!"

Listening to this strange voice communicating, Wayne also returned to normal from the chaos of traveling through the world.

While no one noticed him, he quickly drew the electric dagger from his belt and stayed on guard. He first put on a layer of Quen shield as insurance, and then carefully walked out along the route of the mine.

Unfortunately, just as I turned a corner, I saw two strange creatures in the mine. They were short and thin, wearing only a few pieces of cloth, and had rat-like heads. They were holding worn-out pickaxes and digging the ore on the wall while communicating in a strange language.

The strangest thing was that the two creatures were carrying backpacks full of ore, and there was a thick candle lit on their bald heads, but one had a large piece of candle left, while the other was almost burnt out.

Dog-headed people? Looking at their appearance and the iconic candle on their heads, Wayne's mind raced, and he soon came up with the name of this race.

However, fantasy creatures like Kobolds exist in many fantasy worlds, and you certainly cannot tell what world you are in just by seeing them appear.

Fortunately, most of the ogres are monsters equivalent to goblins, and their strength is several levels lower than that of ordinary civilians.

Judging from their thin bodies, they have neither armor nor weapons. The pickaxes in their hands are their only weapons. They should not pose any threat to him.

Wayne thought about it for a second, then simply took out the invisibility cloak from his storage bag, put it on, and carefully walked out along the route of the mine, instead of taking out his sword to kill all these little trash.

It’s not that he was afraid of these trash ogres, but mainly because this space crack would be safer if it was guarded by these ogres and would not arouse suspicion.

The effect of the invisibility cloak was indeed good. Although it could not cover up the slightest sound when he walked, it really concealed his figure completely. Moreover, looking from the inside out, the entire invisibility cloak was completely transparent, and he could see everything outside clearly.

Relying on the demon hunter's agility and the ogres' low intelligence, Wayne safely bypassed all the ogres in the mine and walked out of the mine.

This is a very small mine located at the foot of a hill. When Wayne looked out, what came into his sight was a barren yellow land. There was neither a large amount of forest vegetation nor many lakes or rivers. In addition to the yellow soil, there were also clumps of dry weeds growing on the ground. The blue sky looked quite desolate under the reflection of the yellow soil.

Wayne let out a light breath and looked at the desolate scene in front of him. For a moment he didn't know what to do next.

The purpose of his trip was simply to determine whether this world was dangerous or whether it was a world he was familiar with. In order to figure out these questions, it would be best to find an intelligent creature with which he could communicate normally so that he could infer them through clues.

After thinking for a while, Wayne suddenly saw a group of vultures circling in the sky. An idea flashed in his mind. He recalled the way to communicate with birds in his mind, went to a mound with a wide view, and blew a loud whistle.

Sure enough, with the help of the animal language ability, several vultures circling in the sky seemed to have sensed something. After flying around in the sky for a while, they landed cautiously and doubtfully about seven or eight meters away from Wayne.

He stared with round eyes at the tall human in front of him, wondering why he could communicate with him and why he could understand that strange whistle?

Wayne was delighted to see that his animal language skill really came in handy. As expected, it was the right decision to choose this skill expertise. It was really practical.

Afterwards, Wayne imitated the sound frequency of birds and communicated with the vultures with great difficulty. With the help of the special ability of beast affinity, although the vultures were scavengers and sometimes attacked humans, they were quite friendly to Wayne and treated him almost as one of their own.

Wayne even felt that if his animal taming skills were improved to a higher level, he would be able to directly ask these beasts to help him fight and command them to do things within their capacity.

A few minutes later, after a confusing and confusing communication, Wayne barely got the information he wanted from these vultures with low IQs through questions and answers.

That is, not far to the northwest from here, there is a farm with a large number of crops planted, and there lives a group of creatures that look similar to him, most likely humans.

After receiving the news, Wayne did not hesitate. He put on the invisibility cloak, took out the magic flying carpet from the storage bag, and flew directly towards the northwest.

Sure enough, after flying for about a quarter of an hour, a farm of about ten acres gradually appeared in front of Wayne.

However, at this time, most of the farmland on the farm has become deserted, and only a few plots of farmland closest to the center of the farm are still planted with wheat-like plants.

This discovery made Wayne feel relieved. This was good. As long as there were humans in the world, it was generally a world where they could communicate normally. If it were some messy and strange creatures, he would probably have to turn around and leave.

He landed silently on an open space a few hundred meters outside the farm, put the magic flying carpet and the invisibility cloak into the storage bag, carried a two-handed sword more than one meter long on his back, and hung a dagger on his waist, and walked towards the farm with the attitude of an adventurer.

As soon as I entered the farm, the first thing I saw was a girl dressed like a farm worker, wearing a linen shirt on the upper body and canvas overalls on the lower body. Her chest pushed the linen shirt up high and she was carrying a hayfork.

She is of above average appearance, with brown hair tied in a ponytail. She is about 1.80 meters tall and her skin is tanned from working in the sun frequently.

When Wayne saw her, she saw Wayne.

The farm girl was stunned at first, then after seeing the weapons and armor on Wayne, she gripped the pitchfork cautiously and asked in a slightly hoarse voice:

"Who are you and why are you here at my farm?"

Wayne was delighted to hear that there was no problem with the language communication between the two sides. He raised his hands to indicate that he had no ill intentions . With a smile on his handsome face, he said, "Don't be nervous, ma'am. I'm a mercenary. I came here just to buy some supplies, such as food, water, and wine. By the way, I want to see if you have any commissions that need us mercenaries to complete."

In this world, appearance is justice. Seeing Wayne's handsome face and kind attitude, the farm girl immediately became much friendlier. Although she did not put down the pitchfork in her hand, after thinking for a few seconds, she still said to Wayne: "Mercenary? You are an adventurer, right? Are you from Stormwind City?"

"Come with me. I'll take you to meet my parents. There are a lot of wild boars near the farm recently. I don't know where they came from. They always destroy our crops at night. If you can help us kill them, my parents should be willing to pay you a reward."

Stormwind City! Hearing this name, Wayne roughly guessed what world he was in. While feeling delighted, he couldn't help but feel a headache.

The world of Azeroth! The world of Warcraft! The world spied on by the Burning Legion!

He suppressed the complicated thoughts in his mind, kept a smile on his face, and followed the farm girl towards the farmhouse in the center of the farm.

After walking about a few dozen meters, a middle-aged couple dressed as farmers also came over, followed by two sturdy farm workers holding farm tools.

They all looked at Wayne, who was dressed in weapons and armor, with vigilance, and their eyes especially stayed on the huge two-handed sword behind him for several seconds.

Only after the farm girl explained a few words to the couple did the atmosphere ease a little. The middle-aged strong man dressed as a farmer walked up to Wayne, looked him up and down seriously for a while, and then asked, "Where are you from, adventurer? There are very few adventurers in our Western Wilderness."

When Wayne heard the word "Western Wilderness", his eyes flashed. He knew where he was at the moment, and he felt relieved. He nodded to the farmer and said, "Sir, it's nice to meet you."

"I'm not from Stormwind. I'm an adventurer from the Kingdom of Lordaeron. I've been traveling around the world adventuring and looking for commissions from all over the world. Only recently did I come to the Western Wasteland from Stormwind."

The farmer was silent for a few seconds after hearing this. He could tell from Wayne's excellent weapons and equipment that the other party's strength must not be underestimated. After thinking about it, a smile suddenly appeared on his serious face, and he said, "Since he is an adventurer from afar, he must be very tired after the long journey."

"Welcome to our Lawrence Farm. Let's not talk about the commission for now. I'll let my daughter take you to the restaurant for a simple lunch."

"After you have rested, we will talk about business."

"The Western Wilds are in chaos recently. Not only are all kinds of wild beasts rampant, but there are also gnolls from the Riverpath Clan robbing everywhere. I recently heard that a bandit organization called the Defias Brotherhood has emerged in the Deathmines."

"If you come here looking for commissions, there will definitely be no shortage of work."

(End of this chapter)