Who Pulled Out My Hair?

Roger's unexpected arrival in Qoonan was definitely a good thing.

Compared to Mystra, who knew nothing.

He had at least a superficial understanding of Quinan.

Whether hunting or treasure hunting, it will be much easier.

Roger's only worry was...

While I was away, would the Clear Spring Sect, which had just reopened its gates, encounter any misfortune?

Despite the presence of the Saint Sword Griffith.

But it is just a sword.

Ultimately, no one came along who seemed reliable.

So he silently cast a divination—

After reopening the mountain gates, the Clear Spring Sect's fortune increased more than a hundredfold, so Roger didn't feel so bad about squandering it.

I wonder if it's because I'm in Khunan.

The blurred image did not appear before his eyes.

Fortunately, the data bar responded.

"Divination: Will the development of the Clear Spring Sect be affected after I leave?"

"Divination result: Yes"

Roger's heart sank. "It seems that I am still quite important as the sect leader."

The next second.

He gritted his teeth and intensified his divination efforts.

"Divination: How severe will the impact be?"

"The divination result: After you leave, the Clear Spring Sect will develop faster and prosper more..."

"???"

Roger looked completely bewildered.

He strongly suspected that his divination had been interfered with! "How can it be that the sect is better off when the sect leader is absent, allowing it to grow wildly and unchecked!"

Roger disagrees!

Several times he wanted to crush the Tomb Suppressing Stone and return to the Clear Spring Sect.

But after much thought...

He decided to abandon the idea for the time being.

We finally made it to Kuynam.

Going back empty-handed would be such a loss.

at least.

We should bring back some local specialties, right? Right now.

He tried to convey some messages to the servants through the means of a contract master.

As for whether they can accept it.

Roger didn't know.

For now, put aside all matters concerning the Mi Star.

Roger quickly disposed of Old Bard's body.

Then he carefully observed the surrounding area.

This is a very dry cave.

Considering that the landing point of the "Wish Spell" is definitely safe.

So he boldly walked outside.

Not long after.

Roger then arrived at the platform at the entrance of the cave.

Before he could even walk up...

The salty sea breeze then filled his mouth and nose.

Below the cliff.

The waves crashed against the rocks incessantly.

It emitted pleasant sounds.

A dark, dense mass stretches across the horizon.

A new storm is brewing.

Roger's heart skipped a beat.

With a few leaps, he landed on the highest cliff in the vicinity.

Then I looked around and gazed at the surrounding area—

The sea.

reef.

Beach.

Coconut grove.

Low mountain.

A variety of scenery came into view one after another.

This is a deserted island!

Hint: You have discovered a ' Uninhabited Island '.

"Insight: Based on the color of the seawater, you realize that this is an island located near the coast, not far from the continental shelf."

"Is the game about surviving on a desert island right from the start?"

It took two days.

Roger thoroughly searched the crescent-shaped island.

After confirming that there were no dangerous monsters in the area and that the geological conditions were stable and unlikely to cause dangerous situations such as volcanic eruptions.

He planned to dig a hole and bury himself.

The reason is simple.

He is not in a safe period right now.

With a 60% reduction in attributes.

He's just a younger brother.

During this period.

He would never run away.

Since the ' Wish Spell ' has chosen this island.

This proves that this place will be very safe for a very long time to come.

But rather than living like a savage on the island.

Roger decided to try out those strange and unusual specialties.

Half a day later.

Roger found himself a perfect place to rest.

That was in the middle of the Uninhabited Island.

The soil here is thick and fertile.

There's no need to worry about seawater suddenly flooding in while you're sleeping.

He took a Gray Dwarf's shovel from his Tinder Pouch.

Just about to get started.

But the next second...

Roger then shoveled the shovel back in.

"I almost forgot, don't I know how to use ' Earth Escape '?"

A thought struck him.

The air around the body is now circulating.

Roger's skin showed slight changes.

Suddenly.

The soil beneath his feet seemed to have turned into a pool of yellowish-brown mud.

Roger sank completely into the muddy water!...

"Notification: Your special ability ' Earth Escape ' is in effect..."

In the soil, which is like liquid.

Roger waved his hand and kicked his leg, somewhat speechless.

His movements were somewhat like swimming.

Accompanied by his unprofessional posture.

His body moved slowly through the soil.

"The Earth Escape of the Traceless Wanderer, is it just swimming in the ground?"

Roger had a glimmer of hope.

In just a few dozen seconds.

His swimming style changed from the initial breaststroke to freestyle, butterfly, backstroke, doggy paddle...

In the end, it simply became a matter of letting things drift aimlessly.

This method of traveling through the soil is really inefficient.

Its only advantage is its excellent concealment.

This perfectly matches the characteristics of the Traceless Wanderer.

It floated in the mud for a while.

Roger subconsciously increased the supply of "qi".

Then, with a powerful push from both legs, he launched himself into a perfect breaststroke.

But this time...

His speed increased significantly! It was almost the same as the speed of an average person jogging.

After discovering this.

Roger was overjoyed.

The gas supply was further increased.

The speed of Earth Escape has become even faster! Not long after...

His figure moved swiftly through the soil.

That moment.

Roger felt like he had turned into a lively, energetic Ni Qiu in the soft mud.

He burrowed around freely.

After repeated testing.

The maximum speed of Earth Escape can reach 80 km/h.

Although it can't compare to riding the wind.

But it's more than enough to get on the highway.

It's much faster than Sword Control Technique comparable to those on a hoverboard! More importantly...

The amount of ki consumed by "Earth Escape" was within Roger's acceptable range.

This means...

Roger now has another highly concealed way to travel.

At present.

Roger happily played in the ground and summarized two characteristics of Earth Escape:...

First.

Earth Escape a type of escaping technique) has certain requirements regarding the texture of the soil.

Drilling into ordinary muddy ground is just blindly going around in circles.

But it's difficult when dealing with granite or marble.

It takes some skill to get through it.

During this period.

It will consume a lot of gas.

second.

Earth Escape also requires specific postures.

After Roger's repeated experiments.

The "breaststroke" style is the most efficient.

I just don't know if there are any other more efficient methods.

They played in the mud for a while.

Roger returned to the ground.

Take a short break.

That evening.

Roger ate a big meal and drank 50 bottles of Turtle Power Fortifier.

Then he crawled into the ground.

"Notification: Your special ability ' Hibernation Immortality ' is active..."

"Tip: Your XP+1"

"Notification: Your special ability 'Photosynthesis' is active..."

A short while later.

On the open space in the center of the island.

Then a few inconspicuous leaves sprouted.

And on the very night Roger went into hibernation.

Kuynam.

Intersea.

Thousand Serpent Island.

Inside the magnificent temple in the center of the island.

The long-lost "Twelve Long Bells" rang out.

In the square outside the temple.

The priests, dressed in long black dresses with blue patterns, waited solemnly.

Not long after.

A female sorceress with long legs and wearing a wreath of ouroboros emerged from the temple.

That moment.

All eyes were on her.

Her Cecilia.

He is the First Priest of the "Sea Serpent Temple".

She was also the most powerful woman in the Land of Jian Sea.

"A divine decree—"

All believers immediately set sail in search of an alien visitor...

Those who provide clues will be rewarded with divine grace; those who capture the criminal alive will be appointed high-ranking priests;..."

Cecilia read the words aloud without any emotion.

The priests' eyes gradually became fanatical.

Even the believers who were listening in.

He couldn't help but clench his fist secretly.

Very soon.

News of the extraterrestrial visitors appearing in the Land of Jian Sea spread throughout Thousand Serpent Island and the surrounding seas.

at the same time.

Similar oracles were also issued by other temples in the Land of Jian Sea.

Whether it's the newly revived "Sea Wolf God".

She is also the "Sea Serpent Queen's" nemesis, the "Painful Maiden".

Or perhaps the newly emerged "Sky Dragon" and "Immaculate Mother".

All church factions have joined the struggle to find the extraterrestrial visitors.

In a short time.

The area between the two sides of the sea is in complete chaos.

Even the pirates set sail.

Using the few clues provided in the oracle.

They began their arduous search for the legendary man who would bring calamity to the sea.

What surprised everyone was...

A month has passed.

No matter how hard they try.

They couldn't find even the slightest clue about the extraterrestrial visitors.

After the oracle was issued.

Those 'gods' also fell silent.

Two months later.

Only a very small number of people are still persisting.

These people are either fanatics or gamblers trying to make a quick buck.

This farce is far from over.

But in the tavern anecdotes of the Land of Jian Sea.

This incident has been characterized as a collective blunder by the 'gods'.

Among the pirates, there were often those who claimed to have found extraterrestrial visitors.

But this will soon be proven false.

It's like how there's always someone claiming to have found the Pirate King's treasure.

Rumors, both true and false, make many things unbelievable.

The calamity mentioned in the oracle did not come.

Intersea.

It seems to still be the same old Jianhai.

On Uninhabited Island.

Nighttime.

Whoosh! A sudden gust of wind arose.

A coconut tree was blown up by the wind, its trunk and bark rolling across the open space in the center of the island.

They crushed those few small leaves into the soil.

Splash! The rain poured down.

Large raindrops pattered on the leaves on the muddy ground.

They were smashed beyond recognition.

It became completely mixed with the soil.

After a stormy night filled with thunder and lightning.

On an open space.

Beside those broken leaves.

A whole bunch of new leaves have grown!

Among them.

Even a thin, weak vine appeared!

But they were met with them.

This is the most common type of prolonged exposure to intense sunlight in island climates.

Some leaves have died.

The vines withered as well.

But more leaves grew.

More vines climbed up the nearby coconut trees.

The clearings in the woods were gradually being taken over by the vibrant greenery.

that's all.

Amidst torrential rain and scorching sun.

Time passed day by day.

In the blink of an eye.

That's four months.

Four months later.

Uninhabited Island.

Rainy night.

On the narrow beach.

A disheveled figure was running at full speed.

He was a handsome young man with delicate features.

His feet had already been cut by shells and rocks, and he had bled quite a bit.

But he continued running tirelessly.

Because he knew.

run.

There is still a glimmer of hope.

Stop.

They're definitely going to die!

"Boom!"

A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky.

The boy looked back.

Not far from the beach.

There was a small boat that had just sunk.

The place where the small boat sank.

Seven or eight strange shadows were swimming nimbly across the beach.

"My time is running out."

The boy's heart seemed to leap into his throat.

He rushed into the woods in one breath.

Then he closed his eyes.

The map he had memorized countless times appeared clearly in his mind.

"It should be in this direction."

Go to the location on the map.

He took the shovel off his back.

They started digging frantically.

He wasn't very strong, and the heavy rain affected his efficiency. He had only been digging for a short while when seven or eight figures had already surrounded the area around the woods.

The boy seemed not to see it.

He was just shoveling dirt with all his might.

Boom! A bolt of lightning streaked across the night sky.

The boy's lips were pale, his expression was ferocious, and he was shoveling dirt as if he had gone mad.

But very quickly.

His movements froze.

Because his shovel hit a hard piece of granite.

under.

There was nothing else.

"No way... Mother wouldn't lie to me..."

The boy's mind was in turmoil.

It was at this moment.

Of those seven or eight people.

One of them said in broken Common Language, "Come back with us."

Quentin.

"You are destined to be one of us."

"The Sea Wolf God is watching you; you cannot escape..."

The boy seemed to have heard something incredibly terrifying.

He suddenly raised the shovel. "Don't come any closer!"

"I don't want to become a monster like you!"

Boom! Another bolt of lightning flashed by.

It illuminated the faces of those people—

Their heads are pointed, like shuttles.

Their faces are covered with fish scales and gills.

Its upper body is narrow, its lower body is bulky, it has webbed feet, and fins on its waist.

Even more terrifying is...

Their bodies were covered with countless suction cup-like foreign objects.

It's disgusting to look at.

"This is a gift from the Sea Wolf God."

One of them chuckled softly:

"Disaster is coming, and the seabed will be our only refuge."

Don't you understand?

As he spoke.

He took two steps forward.

Perhaps unaccustomed to walking on land, he tripped over the vines in the open space.

The next moment.

He snorted, and the webbed hand on his right transformed into a sharp Fin Weapon, slashing at the vines with a single blow! Sizzle!

The vines were cut down.

A pale green liquid oozes out.

Perhaps he felt unsatisfied.

Or perhaps it was to put more pressure on young Quentin.

The follower of the Sea Wolf God suddenly raised the "Fin Weapon" in his hand and slashed more than twenty times, elegantly cutting off all the leaves around him!

Incidentally.

He uprooted several vines!

Looking at the boy's terrified eyes.

The man chuckled contentedly.

"Join us, and you too will possess this power."

"Even stronger."

"You are the candidate handpicked by Paul to be the ' New Sea Wolf Warrior.' As long as your faith is sincere, you can gain even more divine power..."

As he spoke.

The others pressed closer.

On an open space.

The boy held the shovel helplessly.

A resolute glint flashed in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Mom."

"I still didn't find it..."

He had just thought of this.

A slightly hesitant and drowsy voice came from underground:

"Damn it."

"Who is it..."

"You pulled out my hair?"

Oh, I forgot to mention, Volume 9, 'The Red Robe and the Holy Sword,' ended at chapter 185; this is Volume 10 now. Also, the sea wolf is actually a type of fish.