Crocodile Spirit and the Redscale Crocodile God

By the time Water God finished recounting what had happened, everyone had the same reaction.

If they hadn't trusted him, they would have thought he was spinning a fairy tale.

A crocodile had spoken, called itself the Mekong Crocodile Spirit, claimed to have guarded the Mekong River for over a thousand years, and said it desperately needed help.

No matter how they looked at it, that didn't sound real.

Then again, the sheer absurdity of it almost made it more believable.

Who could make up a story that bizarre?

Water God said quickly, "I'm at a critical point in the quest. I need to kill the fallen Redscale Crocodile God so the Crocodile Spirit can return to its rightful place. Trouble is, I still have no idea where the Redscale Crocodile God is."

Once Water God finished, everyone in Apex racked their brains for a solution.

Season Star said, "I just asked DS. It said the Redscale Crocodile God is in the hearts of the people of Southern Yue."

Water God said, "Great question, Sister Ji. Please don't ask again."

Night Cherry Tangle chimed in, "They say the answer is hidden in the question. If the Mekong Crocodile Spirit guarded the Mekong River and lost its home, then the Redscale Crocodile God must be in the river too."

"I thought so at first," Water God said. "I tried farming crocodiles around here, but all I managed to do was spawn a few Gold-rank and Dark Gold-rank bosses. No Redscale Crocodile God."

The well-connected Tiga Lingyu stepped forward. "That's easy enough. I own several companies in Southern Yue. I'll have them look into local folklore. They might turn up a clue."

"Sister Di, you're the best!" Water God said.

Everyone offered ideas, and Water God answered each one. His answers made