Demolition Team Leader

The little boy remained unmoved and leaned closer to the bottom of the ridge.

Roger noticed.

There is a hole in the mud wall below the ridge of the field.

If I do anything rash.

The child might have crawled inside.

He smiled helplessly and said softly, "Trust me."

"I'm not a bad person."

On the data panel.

"Hint: You have activated the skill 'Boo'."

"You've successfully fooled a young child; you've reached a new milestone: you can fool everyone, young and old."

"Deceiving both the young and the old: This is also a form of treating everyone equally."

"Corresponding title: Thousand-Tongued Gentleman (Your speech clarity is increased by 100%; your language talent is greatly enhanced)"

"What the hell is this 'Thousand-Tongued Gentleman'?!"

"I have to lie to get home..."

After winning over the little boy.

Roger walked toward the two Tongma Tree with mixed feelings.

Under the Tongma Tree.

The ' Roger's Cabin' was very similar to the one in his memory.

certainly.

There are still some differences that can be seen in the details.

He walked around the hut once.

Then he gently pushed open the door.

The familiar objects that came into view brought tears to his eyes.

A torrent of memories and a strong Sixth Sense surged into my mind.

"Sixth Sense: You sense that someone has replicated your cabin and is cleaning it regularly, most recently two weeks ago."

Although it's not the same little house as before.

But the things here still felt familiar to him.

One can only find peace by returning to where one started.

Only then will you suddenly realize how deceptive memory is.

For example, Roger had never realized it before—

It turned out that the small house where he had lived for ten years was so small and cramped.

If he were to live in this house long-term now, he would probably find it too small.

"Perhaps."

"This must be what it feels like when things have changed and people are no longer the same."

"The house is still the same as before, but I've gotten much bigger..."

Roger simply comforted himself with this thought.

He sat quietly in the room for a while.

A puzzled voice came from outside the door:

"Does this mean travelers can just barge into other people's homes?"

"This is the home of Aunt Dorothy's friend."

Roger's eyelids twitched, and he smiled slightly, "I am her friend."

The little boy paused for a moment.

"I don't believe it!"

He said in a pretentious tone, "The adults say they'll never run into their old friends again. If you didn't look like a bad guy, I would have gone to the police station already!"

"You can stay in the house for two days, but don't break anything inside!"

"This is boring, I'm going to find someone else to play with..."

As he spoke.

He ran away as fast as he could.

I watched his departing figure.

Roger found it quite interesting.

He did not chase after them.

Instead, he lay down on the bed.

The moment he lay down.

The weariness from six or seven years of hunting all rushed into his heart.

Roger lay relaxed on the bed.

He opened only his right hand and aimed it at the low-hanging beam.

Looking at the newly appeared spider web on the beam.

Listening to the sounds of insects around me.

It was as if everything had returned to sixteen years ago.

The next moment.

He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

This sleep.

He slept soundly.

He woke up four days later.

The hunger in his stomach urged him to eat quickly.

Roger washed his face, calmly adjusted his mental and physical state, and then took out a piece of bread from his Tinder Pouch to eat.

On the data panel.

"Heaven and Man United: You entered a state of 'enlightenment' during this sleep, your Slaughter Authority Rank +0.01"

"You have acquired a new skill - Clear Mind".

"Clear Mind: You will be able to learn the first new martial art of the year in 10 minutes; for more demanding martial arts, you will have the opportunity to receive a discretionary reduction in difficulty."

"That's great!"

After eating his fill, Roger stretched comfortably, then took out "Golden Bell Drop" with a smile and finished his study.

The new expertise that one suddenly discovers is certainly helpful.

But what truly surprised Roger was that vitality that came from the depths of his soul! It was as if someone had used a brush to wash away all the dust and grime from his heart.

He felt incredibly energetic!

He glanced at the data panel.

I noticed a brand new blessing above.

"Healing (a blessing from the depths of the heart): You will remain energetic for the next year."

Your soul is full and flawless.

Your body is healthy and immune to all diseases.

You will not feel 'tired' or 'mentally exhausted'.

"Does this count as self-healing?"

Roger walked out of his house feeling incredibly refreshed.

That's a really nice blessing.

After all, physical fatigue is easy to eliminate, but mental weariness is hard to erase.

It was early morning.

He left the cabin and strode toward the center of town, finally stopping near the crossroads beneath the hammer and sword sign.

The blacksmith shop was still filled with the sound of bellows in the early morning.

There was no one in the hall.

Roger strolled in.

A somewhat tired voice came from inside. "We're not taking any new orders."

"I need to prioritize preparing the armor for the security team; things might get messy soon..."

The air was filled with the smell of tung oil.

Roger coughed. "It's me."

"What did you say?"

The sound of hammering was too loud.

The hissing steam obscured part of the inner room.

"It's me!"

"I am Roger!"

"I'm back!"

Roger then let out a loud roar.

Bang! That was the sound of a metal object falling to the ground.

The Half-Elf blacksmith emerged nimbly from the steam.

He grabbed Roger's arms, looking at him incredulously. "You... how did you get here?"

"You're not some kind of demon in disguise, are you?"

"Or were you also captured?"

Roger countered, "Do the demons here have the ability to disguise themselves as humans?"

Miller paused for a moment. "At the moment, it seems not."

Roger smiled and nodded:

"Then there's no problem."

"I was actually just passing through here when I happened to discover Tongma Town."

"Tell me about you guys..."

"What exactly happened back then?"

Miller quickly turned off the bellows.

The two sat down in the inner room and talked about what had happened since they parted ways.

Roger didn't say much.

Miller narrates most of the time.

"I felt something was off about those clouds a long time ago, but there was nothing we could do about it."

"After you left, one day, while I was working inside, I suddenly heard screams outside..."

"I ran outside and saw something unbelievable—hundreds of tentacles, each several meters thick, stretched out from the clouds. They swept away everyone and destroyed all the buildings in the process!"

"I thought I was going to die, but when we woke up, the ' White Horse Divine Servant ' told us that we were chosen by the gods and were destined to come to this godforsaken place to defend that so-called Wilderness Temple..."

"You don't know, when we first arrived, everyone was extremely depressed. Nobody knew what the future held."

"Although the Wilderness God granted us special protection, many people still died. This place is teeming with monsters, not to mention demons like the Blood Crow that sneak across the barrier to ambush us..."

"Just when everyone was about to collapse, Dorothy stepped forward. She encouraged us to rebuild Tongma Town and try to restore it to its former state. She took the lead in planting Tongma Tree in the south, and many of them survived. Later... you can see what it looks like now."

"We're doing pretty well."

Speaking of which...

Miller paused slightly and took a sip of water:

"Except for those who are dead."

Who are they?

Roger asked softly.

"The lord and his steward... The lord lost Talia and died of illness not long afterward, and the old steward didn't last long either..."

"The former captain of the guard, Terry, was a good man, very experienced. Do you remember him? You fought alongside him against the Corpse Demon."

"And many of the young men from that Subjugation Squad are dead."

Miller's voice was slightly low.

Roger didn't know what to say.

He had only a faint memory of these names and had no real feelings for them.

But deep in his heart, there was still a faint sadness.

For ordinary people in Tongma Town.

Whether in "Mystra" or "Between Purgatory".

Living has always been a very difficult thing.

Perhaps they sensed that the atmosphere had become somewhat strange.

Miller raised his voice slightly. "But the rest of us not only survived, we became stronger."

"Do you remember Dorothy? Kane's sister."

"She's still the captain of the Subjugation Squad, but she's already level 65!"

Speaking of which...

He looked at Roger with some curiosity.

Roger frankly stated, "He's three levels higher than me."

Miller burst into laughter.

After laughing.

He looked at Roger with a serious expression:

I don't believe it.

"Over the years I have seen so many Adventurers, but in my heart, no one can compare to you."

"Even after spending ten years in Tongma Town, you were still able to kill the Corpse Demon."

Having been away for so long to gain experience—

The result tells me I'm only level 62? That's absolutely impossible!

Roger smiled and said, "I really am only level 62, but my strength is indeed a little bit higher than level 62..."

Miller glanced at him sideways and suddenly said:

Can the Blood Crow Lord be killed?

Roger nodded.

Miller clenched his fists and pounded his legs hard. "Really?"

Roger said in a relaxed manner:

"It should be fine."

The Half-Elf blacksmith leaped from his stool, kicking away the guards' swords and knives, and muttered to himself in a trembling voice:

"I knew the luck-changing ritual from the other day would work!"

"That old witch didn't lie to me!"

"Damn it, luckily I'm strong and healthy, otherwise I really wouldn't have been able to subdue her..."

Roger looked at him curiously. "Old witch?"

"It's nothing, just a necessary sacrifice to achieve great things."

Miller waved.

He had an expression that suggested he didn't want to talk about it.

Is there anything I can do to help?

Miller slapped his forehead. "I forgot to tell you, after receiving the Divine Power Infusion of the Wilderness God, I'm now a 'Grandmaster Blacksmith,' able to forge higher-level weapons and equipment, but you'll have to provide the materials yourself."

"If you can Blood Crow Lord, I'll waive all the crafting costs. I'll even work for you for free for three years!"

Roger's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this.

So he put down his teacup and said:

"I really need your help."

He then took out two sets of drawings and handed them to Miller.

Both of these are exclusive weapons for the Hidden Hero!...

One of them is the "Golden Snake Dagger".

Roger is planning to get two.

They were used to usurp the nests of birds, as seen in the phrases "Frost Falls" and "Thunderclap."

The second is the "Coiling Dragon Spear".

This was a weapon that Roger had wanted to create for a long time.

Unfortunately, the blacksmith of the Quasi-Horned Demon is too weak.

The Coiling Dragon Spear wasn't crafted to be sharp enough.

Roger never used it.

Although he himself had the Forging Authority Rank.

However, other skills in the forging field have not yet caught up.

Often, the results of hand-crafting items are not perfect, so it's still necessary to entrust the task to someone else.

Now, they happen to meet Miller, who has been promoted to master blacksmith.

Roger simply handed all of this over to him to handle.

After reviewing the blueprints.

Miller's interest was immediately piqued.

"It's not too difficult."

"But aren't the materials required on this list a bit excessive...?"

He asked hesitantly.

Roger smiled and snapped his fingers.

Cindy's figure quietly appeared.

"Its name is Cindy, and it's a partner I trust very much. You can ask it for all the materials."

After saying that.

Roger casually picked up a large piece of "Sky Dragon Scale" that had been partially tanned and asked, "By the way, what can this thing be used for?"

Upon seeing the dragon skin, Miller lunged forward, roaring breathlessly, "How could you waste timber so carelessly..."

The word "material" has not yet been exported.

Roger silently took out another Dragon Scale from an Ancient Green Dragon.

"To be honest, I'm not short of this kind of material."

He said.

However, Miller did not react.

Roger quickly got up to check his pulse and heartbeat! "Thank goodness, he just fainted from excitement..."

Roger felt a lingering fear.

After careful consideration, he felt that he had laid the groundwork sufficiently.

First, they claimed they could kill the Blood Crow, then they produced a low-grade dragon hide from the Sky Dragon, and only then did they mention the Ancient Dragon...

Miller still fainted.

It can only be said that people's physical constitutions cannot be generalized.

Inside the blacksmith's shop.

Upon regaining consciousness, Miller gripped Roger's hands tightly. "Give me these materials to process; I have a chance to advance to Grandmaster..."

"Don't even mention three years, I'd work for you for free for thirty years!"

Roger managed to calm him down after much persuasion.

The two then chatted about other things for a while.

Six or seven years have passed since we parted.

There are so many things we can talk about.

The two chatted from morning until afternoon.

Miller had his apprentice buy some food and drinks, and they ate and talked.

They ended up talking all night.

The apprentice will naturally have to make another trip.

From Miller's mouth.

Roger learned a lot about things that mattered to him.

First, the purpose or significance of the "Extinguishing Cloud" was determined.

The appearance of the Extinguishing Cloud does not signify destruction.

Instead, it's a forced migration.

During the conversation.

Roger mentioned the Gray Dwarf of Band City.

Miller told him.

Those Gray Dwarf were indeed captured and brought here, but their evil nature clashed with the Wilderness Temple.

final.

All the Gray Dwarf pledged allegiance to the Blood Crow Lord.

The Blood Crow Castle that Roger saw earlier was also built by those Gray Dwarf.

It is said that the Gray Dwarf received the power of the blood crow.

It became extremely terrifying.

The number is also outrageously high.

Secondly, there is the current situation in Tongma Town.

Under the special care of the Wilderness Temple, the town mainly engages in agriculture, as the soil here is fertile and very suitable for planting.

Apart from the occasional blood crows that harass this place.

The residents' biggest problem is the Flooding Disaster "Shrub Imp".

I don't know if it was a mistake by Extinguishing Cloud.

When it brought the people of Tongma Town here, it also brought some monsters with it.

Other monsters are fine, though.

Only this Shrub Imp because the soil is fertile and it has no natural enemies.

The number of offspring is astonishing.

The guards and Subjugation Squad waste a lot of energy on them every year.

The third is Dorothy's current situation.

Roger cared about her quite a bit.

Miller told him.

Dorothy is now Temple Knight of the Wilderness Temple, holding a position of extraordinary status, higher than ordinary White Horse Divine Servant and White Horse Attendant.

She also serves as the captain of the Subjugation Squad.

After the lord and steward passed away one after another.

She became the most prestigious person in Tongma Town.

One week ago.

She went to the temple of the "Sika Deer God" for a routine inspection.

If nothing unexpected happens.

I'll be back in a couple of days.

After a conversation...

Roger was filled with mixed emotions.

In his view.

Most people in Tongma Town are considered lucky.

The worst off was actually Talia, who witnessed everyone being swept away by tentacles in the cellar! Not only did she go insane, but she also...

Her father also passed away suddenly because he missed his daughter.

This is undeniably a tragedy.

Individual power is no match for the will of the gods.

It is indeed somewhat insignificant.

What Roger cared about most was...

If this is truly the will of the gods, then why are tentacles emerging from the Extinguishing Cloud?

God...

What exactly is it? Roger's thoughts became increasingly chaotic.

That night.

He spent the night at the blacksmith's shop.

In Roger's plan.

I'll meet up with Dorothy later, chat for a bit, catch up, and then continue on my way.

Neither the Blood Crow Lord nor the Greater Devil could escape his grasp.

But plans can never keep up with changes.

late at night.

The piercing sound of gongs and drums woke up the residents of Tongma Town.

The adults quickly put on their clothes and rushed to the square to assemble.

Roger mingled among the crowd.

Not long after.

Everyone was then informed that a major incident had occurred!...

"The mountain path leading to the temple is blocked by countless roadblocks!"

"Yesterday evening, I found Ah Bing's body at the foot of the mountain. He must have been trying to come back and deliver the message..."

"I glanced up the mountain, and it was shrouded in mist, with a strong aura of demonic creatures!"

"Something must have happened at the temple, so I ran to inform the Wilderness Temple immediately, but they told me they couldn't do anything about it either..."

The speaker was a member of the security detail.

He was originally only responsible for clearing the Shrub Imp from the "Sika Deer Wilderness".

Who knew that something unusual had been discovered on the mountain! For the residents of Tongma Town...

Unexpected changes are not uncommon.

But this is the first time that something like the temple of the Wilderness God has experienced such an incident.

In particular, Captain Dorothy is still on the mountain...

The people gathered in the square looked very anxious.

"I wouldn't have been worried about anything before."

"But recently, the ' Sika Deer God ' seems to be in a bit of a bad state."

"I'm really worried about the captain."

The guard who returned with the news looked exhausted, but still shouted, "We need to assemble a team to rescue the captain!"

"Well said!"

"We absolutely have to go!"

"The Subjugation Squad is already on the mountain, so let the garrison go instead!"

In the square.

Opinions vary.

But just then, a slightly deep voice suddenly rang out:

"The security personnel cannot go!"

The noise gradually subsided.

A lean man stepped out from the crowd.

He was dressed in fine armor, with heavy dark circles under his eyes, giving him a sinister look.

"I am the current captain of the garrison, and I have the final say on the situation of the unit."

The man said coldly:

"Can't you guys use your brains? If even Captain Dorothy can't handle this problem, what good will it do us?"

"There's one more thing."

"If the enemy deliberately creates confusion and we impulsively fall into their trap, what will become of Tongma Town?"

"The garrison has gone up the mountain, so this place is undefended!"

The man's tone was very harsh, and he was very assertive.

After he finished speaking...

The square fell silent instantly.

The members of the security team all had a look of resentment in their eyes.

The messenger panicked.

His gaze swept across the crowd, and suddenly he spotted a long-unseen face! "Lord Roger?"

The team member trembled and cried out.

Everyone followed his gaze and exclaimed with delight, "Is it really Lord Roger?"

"Lord Roger is back?"

"It's true! I still remember that stab he gave me..."

Some people who knew Roger were talking excitedly.

The others looked at Roger with curiosity.

Many of them were not actually familiar with Roger.

However, the battle against the Corpse Demon earned him a lot of reputation.

So I can barely remember this name.

But times have changed.

The Corpse Demon that once instilled fear in them.

Compared to them, who have become several times stronger, they are nothing more than a piece of cake.

The atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

Pairs of eyes kept scrutinizing Roger.

Roger, on the other hand, seemed completely unperturbed.

He simply chuckled and responded to those who greeted him, "Just arrived today."

"Actually, it was just a chance encounter, and I'm very happy to see you all again."

"Of course I miss them..."

Seeing this scene.

The guard who brought the news was so anxious that his voice was hoarse:

"Lord Roger!"

"Please say something: should the security forces go to rescue Captain Dorothy?"

The captain of the guard team looked at him coldly.

The latter straightened his chest without fear.

The conflict between the two sides has probably been going on for a long time.

The eyes of everyone else fell on Roger.

Roger said calmly:

"I think the captain did the right thing."

"Tongma Town really needs someone to protect it."

These words were spoken.

Someone sighed softly.

The messenger shook his head in anger.

But the next second...

Roger's voice grew slightly louder. "Which direction is the temple in?"

"I'll go take a look."

Everyone was somewhat surprised to hear this.

Are you alone?

The captain of the guard's face was full of suspicion.

"What, you don't believe in my abilities?"

Roger smiled.

"Of course not, I've heard of you."

The captain quickly said, "I'm just a little worried..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Roger conjured up something strange as if by magic!

That thing was long and black.

No one in Tongma Town had ever seen anything like it! A deafening mechanical roar erupted.

Roger leaped onto the "Ghostfire" and looked back at the crowd:

"This is my mount."

Who's willing to lead the way?

"Come up yourself."

Snap! A strange sound followed.

The messenger was the first to rush forward.

He said with great excitement:

"Lord Roger, my name is Quake, and I'm very good at leading the way..."

Before he could finish speaking...

Five or six more people suddenly appeared behind the Ghostfire! "Lord Roger! Let me lead the way!"

"Take me with you!"

"I'm more familiar with..."

"No, I only need one person!"

"Hey! There are too many of you!"

"Grass!"

In the rearview mirror.

Roger saw that some people were still trying to pounce on the trunk.

He quickly activated the Ghostfire!

A deafening roar erupted.

The poor Ghostfire managed to carry the weight of six people across the square.

Then it drove straight north into the wilderness!

There were seven men behind Roger.

They were either grabbed or hung on the back seat and trunk of the motorcycle.

That scene was truly comical.

But in the eyes of others...

But they couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "As expected of Lord Roger!"

"What an amazing mount!"

The night was deep.

A cold wind howled.

On the vast and open "Sika Deer Wilderness".

The Ghostfire's headlights were incredibly eye-catching.

Roger carried seven "traitors" all the way north.

The nearby monsters were frightened away by the strange noise of the will- Ghostfire.

Not long after.

They arrived at the place where Quake had found the body.

Standing in this position.

Roger could already see the roadblocks on the mountain road.

The roadblocks consisted mainly of fallen rocks and tree trunks, and there were a great many of them, stretching all the way from the foot of the mountain to the top.

This is clearly a deliberate act.

These roadblocks can indeed cause a lot of trouble for ordinary superhumans.

But for Roger...

This is at most Warm-up Phase! He then stored the Ghostfire in the Xia Yin Realm.

Then he quickly changed into a pair of "Sea Serpent Army Leggings" and bought a bottle of "Steel Supplement".

"You all stay away."

After instructing everyone to push it away.

Roger ran alone up the mountain path!

The next second.

He lightly touched the ground with his toes and kicked out with his legs crossed—

He spun around like a helicopter!...

"God of Wind Leg: Wind Sweeping Away Buildings!"...

Snap! Boom!

A rough, strange noise came from the mountain path.

Under the incredulous gazes of the seven people.

Roger actually kicked the bottommost pile of logs and smashed it to pieces in one go!

Fallen leaves rustled down the mountain path.

But very quickly.

An even more outrageous scene unfolded.

Falling rocks lay atop the rolling logs.

Facing the obstacles formed by those piled-up stones.

Roger charged forward with a vengeance! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! He unleashed a flurry of kicks with both legs.

Crash! A large amount of rubble fell! Under the blessing of the "King of Destruction," Kazuki.

He seemed to have transformed into a human bulldozer! No obstacle was a match for him.

Wherever the helicopter goes.

The roadblocks were completely destroyed!

At the foot of the mountain.

Those seven men were already looking at Roger with the eyes of someone looking at a god! (On the data panel.)

"By physically eliminating 3 groups of advanced roadblocks, you've achieved a new milestone: Roadblock Crusher."

"Roadblock Crushers: Excavator Drivers' Rights Protection Association Expresses Outrage"

"Corresponding title: Demolition Team Leader (Your ability to destroy fixed terrain is increased by 50%)"

Two minutes later.

Roger successfully cleared all the obstacles at the foot of the mountain.

The others hurriedly followed.

We were all young men, and we walked very fast.

Not long after.

They followed the mountain path to the mountainside.

Large-scale roadblocks appeared again on the path ahead.

Roger was just about to make his move.

Suddenly, a thought struck me.

"Insight: You have encountered a Man-Eating Deer."

On the platform to the left front.

A powerful monster appeared silently! The monster's body resembled a rotting sika deer.

Only its head resembled a crocodile with its mouth wide open!

"What kind of monster is this?!"

Roger was startled.

"I don't know, I've never seen it before."

"Its body is very similar to that of the kin of the Sika Deer God..."

Quake gritted his teeth and said:

"There have been rumors lately that the Sika Deer God is in a very unstable state, which is why Captain Dorothy went to inspect the temple."

Roger nodded in understanding.

The next second.

The sika deer disappeared silently from the platform.

When it reappears.

It appeared out of thin air behind Roger! "It can teleport!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise.

"Hiss!"

The Man-Eating Deer's crocodile-like head was aimed at Roger.

A large amount of Ice Element gushed from its mouth, attempting to freeze Roger!

The next second.

Its mouth suddenly sank down, trying to swallow Roger whole.

It's a pity.

Just as its mouth touched Roger's hair.

A crimson flame flashed across its neck in an instant!...

"Taiyi Separating Fire Blade (Special Effect: Ancient Dragon Flame)"

In a flash.

The Man-Eating Deer's neck was mercilessly severed.

Its head also crashed to the ground in a sorry state, its eyes still staring unblinkingly at Roger!

"Disgusting..."

Roger touched the drool stuck in his hair, looking displeased.

It was at this moment.

New information slowly appeared on the data panel.

"You have killed one Man-Eating Deer (click to view and obtain attributes)"

"You have gained a small amount of attack effect: Freeze".

"Ouch!"

Roger's eyes lit up.

He grabbed a piece of burlap and vigorously rubbed his hair, which was as hard as iron.

"It's still disgusting!"

"But..."

"It's not that we can't tolerate it..."