Restoration of the last days

5Chapter 17 Lost Items

PS: There was an error in yesterday's chapter, please refer to the end of the chapter [Author's Words] for specific corrections.

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"I've heard some rumors about it."

Edward's face became serious, and he warned Fang Jin: "It seems that someone has tried to help solve the trouble with the idea of ​​pleasing that lord. It's a pity... I haven't seen him in the camp since then! I suspect that Lord Dargon wants someone It is very risky. Unless you must see him, I don't recommend you to try this method."

"Is it dangerous? I know!"

Fang Jin nodded and thanked Edward for his reminder.

Although his own judgment was the same as Edward's, Fang Jin was still inclined to pay a visit.

Just because other indigenous fighters couldn't do it didn't mean he couldn't do it either.What's more, if what the other party wants to do is really dangerous, Fang Jinda doesn't have to help, or delays the time.

The initiative to choose is in his hands!

After leaving Edward, Fang Jin visited Percy and Gary one after another.On the sidelines, he asked about the golden-rank mage Dargon.Fang Jin finally made a decision when he learned that the other party was just unwilling to take charge, rarely showed up, had no other negative comments, and was not a person with a weird temper or a tyrannical attitude.

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A quarter of an hour later, Fang Jin knocked on the relatively luxurious courtyard in the center of the camp.

Accompanied by the fluttering sound, a cute black owl flew out from behind the door, looked Fang Jin up and down, doubts were evident in the brown eyes, and asked in a sleep-deprived tone, "Who are you?" ?”

Young birthday!The owl is talking!

If it was the earth in the old civilization era, this scene might not be able to scare people severely.

However, in the apocalyptic world where anything can happen, and even the twilight world, the source of magic power, everything seems very normal.What's more, when Fang Jin was invited to He'an Base, he had received the promise and protection of No. 0682 black merchant.At that time, the black businessman turned into an owl.

Fang Jin, who watched him complete the transformation, was not surprised by this talking owl.

He said politely: "I am an oriental who has just been exiled to the Cerrero Islands. My name is Fang Jin. I want to visit Master Dargon."

"Oh~ so you are the new guests at the camp, no wonder I've never seen you before." The owl's news was unexpectedly well informed.

However, even after confirming Fang Jin's identity, the owl still didn't want to let go.

It waved its wings and said impatiently: "Master is busy and doesn't want to entertain outsiders. Please come back. Remember to visit at night next time. I will be busy resting during the day."

Sure enough, this is the result.

Before Fang Jin opened his mouth, he guessed that this scene might happen.Seeing that the owl showed signs of chasing people away, he hurriedly said, "I heard that Lord Dargon is looking for someone to help with something. I don't know, can I work for you?"

"You want to help?"

The owl came to his senses all of a sudden, looked at Fang Jin carefully, and said, "If that's the case, I can inform you. But, what about your strength..."

Obviously, it didn't like Fang Jin's ability a bit.

"Don't worry." Being looked down upon by an owl might make someone a little angry, but Fang Jin didn't care.He stopped the owl who was about to turn around and fly into the house, and said, "Why don't you tell me about it first, what is Master Dargon going to do? If I think I can do it, you can't report it any more." Chi. If it doesn’t work, you can also disturb Lord Dargon one less time, what do you think?”

"Right."

The owl tilted its head and thought for a while, agreed to Fang Jin's proposal, and said to him: "Actually, there is nothing complicated, but the owner has some valuable things. When he broke out from the old camp and moved here, he stayed where he was in a hurry. If possible, I hope you can sneak into the ruins of the old Lingxing Lake camp and retrieve the items left by the owner there."

Looking for something?

Fang Jin breathed a sigh of relief. From the mouth of the owl, this task does not sound difficult, and it is not responsible. It is just a matter of running around.

But is this really the case...

He turned his mind a few times and asked, "Is the ruins of the old Lingxing Lake camp dangerous? I heard that it was breached by an army of evil beasts not long ago. Could it be that there are still evil beasts entrenched there? "

The owl flapped its wings, and said leisurely: "An army of evil beasts generally won't stay in one place. But what is certain is that there must be evil beasts left on the ruins of the old camp. As for the specific situation, I can't tell you. So, what's your decision?"

"go with!"

Fang Jin weighed it a bit, and said to the owl: "Please go and inform Lord Dargon, and say that I am willing to help him with this matter."

The owl was straightforward, left a sentence to wait here, then closed the door with a bang, turned around and flew into the depths of the room.

It took a full 5 minutes before the closed door reopened.

Owl Fang Jin tilted his head, motioned to follow, and led him into the other courtyard of the golden-rank mage.

From the outside of the courtyard, this simple building has nothing to do with luxury, and its area will not exceed a hundred square meters.But in fact, after entering the house, Fang Jin discovered that there was something hidden inside.

Empty and soaring roofs, luxurious crystal chandeliers, oil paintings full of different world styles, animal head carvings of bear monsters, halls, study rooms, meditation rooms and other perfect room divisions...

It can only be said that he is worthy of being a golden-rank mage in the twilight plane.

According to Fang Jin's experience in the last days, the folding space in his magic spire can be compared with the house in front of him.

After waiting patiently on the chair in the living room for a few minutes, a middle-aged mage wearing a gray robe and looking a little withdrawn walked in from the living room.

Seeing Fang Jin immediately stood up to pay his respects, the middle-aged mage moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something to greet the visiting guests, but in the end he failed to complete such a difficult task.

He could only let out a dry cough, put on a blank expression that he was most familiar with, and nodded coldly.

"It seems... this guy is not easy to deal with."

Looking at the behavior of the golden-rank mage in front of him who refuses to be thousands of miles away, Fang Jin felt a little apprehensive, and said bravely: "It's like this, I'm an oriental professional who just arrived in this camp not long ago..."

He repeated what he had said to the owl earlier, including a brief self-introduction and the intention to visit.

"Would you like to go to the ruins of the old camp and help me retrieve the lost items?"

Dargon looked at him coldly, and after a while he asked noncommittally: "We should have no friendship before, and you just came to the camp. You are so active, do you want to ask me for help?"

was seen.

Fang Jin simply stopped trying to hide it, and said frankly: "Master Dalgon's words are right. The reason why my two friends and I came here is because I heard that there was the glow of tears of the soul not long ago. Tears?"

There was a low-level mistake in yesterday's chapter. Huang Cheng and Song Miao didn't master Twilight's common language, so they couldn't communicate with the natives to find out information.This is because the author's brain circuit was cramped for a while, and I didn't pay attention to the details. Please forgive me.Now patching and correcting: Pastor Gary happened to have mastered the spell of proficiency in languages. In order to thank the three for their life-saving grace, he gave Huang Cheng and Song Miao permanent blessings on the way back.From this chapter on, the two can communicate normally with people in the Twilight Plane.Sorry again!

Chapter 548 Ruins of the Old Camp

"Tears of the Soul..."

Dargon looked deeply at Fang Jin, nodded and said, "I don't know where you got the news, but I have to say that the news is accurate."

As he spoke, he spread out his left hand and took out a crystal bottle from the space ring.

In the crystal bottle, a drop of azure, translucent water with crystal brilliance quietly floats.