What had caused the demigod Herom's death?
The new mission prompt left Fu Qian dazed for a moment.
He'd just been told this was a Pure Land with no supernatural beings, and now a demigod had died right here?
That was quite a sudden change of scene!
Demigods were different from other people. They were incredibly difficult to kill.
Put simply, even if one lost the ability to fight back, they wouldn't end up being beaten to death by a mob of farmers with pitchforks.
The introduction hadn't been wrong. This place was far more unusual than it looked.
The hostility toward supernatural beings was something he'd never heard of before, either.
But Sheriff Harry's expression suggested it was perfectly normal, as if it had been a tradition for years.
What an interesting place.
Though Fu Qian knew danger lurked beneath the calm, he remained leisurely.
A person had to appreciate the good things in life. At any rate, the working environment was a whole lot better here, wasn't it?
In a quiet little town at dusk, the ideal way to spend a vacation was to find a bookstore and sit there until nightfall.
Just then, a black sign caught Fu Qian's eye.
There really was a bookstore here?
It was a little shop that looked as if it had been around for years. The storefront was small, about the same size as his shop in Shangjing.
Normally, he should have found a hotel to stay in and then looked for ways to gather information around town.
But Fu Qian wasn't in a hurry. He picked up his suitcase and headed straight for the bookstore.
With a creak, Fu Qian pushed open the door and went inside.
The bookstore was even more cramped than it looked from the outside. The