What Use Is Integrity?

Pfft!

The campfire flickered violently in the cold night, stirring up the surrounding elemental currents. Perhaps the Light Element was particularly excited at this moment, gathering together to form a fiery red light that shone on the faces of the two men.

The girl began to snore softly, wrapped in a thick sleeping bag, enjoying the caress of the Fire Element.

Li Ziran shook his head and slightly turned his body to the side; he had no intention of getting involved in this matter.

He didn't care what the Lanchi Family did, or who the so-called Grand Duke Lanchi was.

He only knew that this kind of thing was not to be trifled with.

I already have a lot of things to deal with; this is definitely not the time to cause trouble.

"I'm sorry, I don't have that much time."

"For the sake of Human Race," Cavis blocked Li Ziran's path again, able to sense the other's spiritual power.

Just a moment ago, the young man in front of him unleashed terrifying mental power. What impressed him even more was the extent of his control over mental power. He completed the entire process of setting up and releasing the magic array inside the small piece of clothing.

This level of meticulousness is not something ordinary people possess, let alone someone who can venture into the Wasteland alone; such a person is certainly not ignorant.

Despite his considerable fighting prowess, he was struggling to care for three girls simultaneously.

Especially in the recent battle, although the Dark Council's action team was severely damaged, that was only the outermost organization.

This battle was insignificant to him, but it was the worst news for him—his position had been exposed.

This time, they weren't facing a worthy opponent, but a group of ruthless and unscrupulous sluts.

Therefore, he needs an experienced helper.

The young man before him was undoubtedly experienced in the Wasteland, for when they first met, he hadn't noticed anything unusual about him. If it weren't for his recent burst of energy, he would have continued to think that the other man was just a wandering merchant from the Wasteland.

Being good at hiding is the simplest, yet most practical, way to survive.

What he had to do was have this person teach the girl the rules of survival in the Wasteland.

After all, this kind of trial won't only happen once.

More importantly, all three girls had a similar liking for this person.

"I'm sorry, I really don't have time." Li Ziran remained polite, but he was already restraining himself.

For the sake of Human Race?

This reason is not convincing at all; he doesn't have that kind of Savior complex.

Just as Li Ziran was about to leave, Cavis blocked his way again. At this moment, even the most good-natured person couldn't stand it. He focused his mental energy on Transformation Array, stared at the other party, and said coldly, "Friend, this attitude is not good enough!"

He didn't want a conflict to break out, but he also didn't want to be controlled by others.

Cavis sensed the sudden surge of spiritual power within the other party's body, and even above their head, a magic circle rapidly formed, as if a storm was about to break.

But he wasn't nervous at all. He smiled and raised his hand, holding a gleaming gold coin between his rough fingers.

He understood one thing: money is very useful.

Another gold coin!

Li Ziran's heart pounded wildly. Was he blessed by the God of Wealth tonight?

But thinking of those three naive and innocent girls, and the fact that they would be provoking the Dark Council, he shook his head.

Although he has some methods, he is not arrogant enough to confront the Dark Council. He has now joined the Shadow Society, which is Shadow Society Shadow Elder's private organization, but Shadow Elder himself is a member of the Upper House of the Dark Council.

This mission is unsuitable, both in terms of stance and level of danger.

Just as Li Ziran was about to refuse again, Cavis had already placed two gold coins between his fingers, each one more dazzling than the last in the firelight.

Li Ziran hesitated.

This is a complete challenge to his integrity.

The Dark Council may be troublesome, but it's just a tiny ant. If they turn the three girls into Frog and hang them on their waists, it shouldn't be too much of a problem.

In this Great Wasteland, with countless slaves and races, even the Dark Council, with its immense power, would have no way of noticing him.

But what if something unexpected happens? After all, Curse Art and Prophecy do exist, and there might be someone who is proficient in these unorthodox abilities.

No, there must be.

This task is definitely difficult.

As soon as Li Ziran looked up, Cavis had three gold coins between his fingers, each one more glaring than the last. At this moment, the other party's patience seemed to have reached its limit, staring intently at Li Ziran: "I think you shouldn't refuse this price, right? As you wish, deliver it to Hippo Ancient City."

This...

Li Ziran couldn't help but laugh. He quickly grabbed the gold coins and stuffed them into his spatial ring. His stubbornness had completely vanished. "Big brother, what do you think we should do?"

As for integrity, go to the dead.

Three gold coins would be enough for him to travel back and forth across the Wasteland for months.

The Dark Council, go cool off somewhere else.

Moreover, this fellow is truly sincere; both sides are Human Race, and as he said, it's for the sake of Human Race.

He has a strong sense of kinship.

"Haha, not bad. Tell me, what are your abilities? That way we can cooperate better." Cavis laughed happily after accepting the gold coins.

"Me?" Li Ziran was taken aback. He knew the Transformation Spell and could control Corpse Witch, but he couldn't reveal either of these skills.

Transformation Spell are primarily used by wizards. Although some Beast Race use them, humans are generally not interested in this kind of magic. As for Corpse Witch, they would probably be slaughtered the moment they revealed their spells.

The Necromancer was considered a complete villain by the Inquisition.

"I can Purification!" Li Ziran quickly gathered a ball of golden light in his hand. As the golden light slowly dissipated, a ball of greenish-blue energy gathered in his palm. "I also know some simple Healing Curse."

Upon seeing the two beams of light, Cavis frowned immediately. "You survived in the Wasteland with just these abilities?" He was somewhat incredulous; these two abilities were far too saintly. Even Human Race priests possessed some kind of Soul Judgment spell.

Li Ziran nodded seriously. "Of course, oh right, I can also communicate with Frog, as you just saw."

Cavis felt like vomiting blood. He wanted the gold coins he had just given away back. This kind of saintly ability might be valued in a legion, but what he needed was protection, a means to deal with the Dark Council, not this useless Healing Spell.

"So, you don't even have the ability to kill?" Cavis asked, still Undead.

Li Ziran shook his head blankly, "No."

Call!

Cavis took a deep breath. He felt like vomiting blood, and he wanted to slap the person in front of him to death. Such terrifying mental power was only given such a useless ability. It was an insult to the spirit.

"Then how did you survive?" Cavis asked, barely suppressing his anger.

"Them!" Li Ziran pointed to the Minotaur in the distance and laughed, "I usually hitch a ride with the tribe and never go alone. With their protection, I'm very safe."

"So you've never encountered Slave-Catching Group? Bandit groups? Or assassin gangs or anything like that?" Cavis was still Undead.

"Of course we encountered them. This is Wasteland; you can encounter a wave of them almost every three to five days."

Hearing this, Cavis's eyes lit up. "So how did you handle it?"

"Me?" Li Ziran thought for a moment. It was simple. He would turn them into Frog or snakes. If they were Frog, he would sell them as slaves. If they were snakes, he would absorb their souls and convert them into spiritual power. "I will heal their wounds and Purification their injuries. They will also treat me very politely."

Cavis was speechless, but he'd never met anyone like this before. Shouldn't a man with such abundant mental energy have a grand, dramatic display of power?

But he knew it was true; in the Great Wasteland, even the most vicious bandits would not kill a creature that knew Healing Spell.

But soon, he realized something was wrong.

If the robbers capture him, can the valuable healer be released?

Could it be... that this kid is... pretending to be young?

But that shouldn't be the case. He couldn't smell any blood on the other person, so he obviously hadn't killed anyone. Besides, the kid had closed his eyes in fear when he was burned at the stake.

Or is it just my imagination?

"Alright, how about this? You'll be responsible for the girl's safety. With your skills, can you protect her closely?" Cavis was really at his wit's end, but he didn't want to waste the gold coins. This kid had survived, so he must have some skills. He just didn't believe that he was as kind as he claimed.

In this Great Wasteland, finding even one kind soul is like encountering a dead spirit.

"Close-quarters protection?" Li Ziran asked in a low voice, "Does that mean you can do it my way?"

Cavis glanced at Li Ziran a couple more times. Did this kid have some special secret technique? "Sure, you can use your own methods."

Li Ziran nodded, walked to the middle of the Minotaur tribe, went straight to the little Minotaur, stuffed three copper coins into his hand, took three close-fitting linen garments, then went to the three sleeping girls, crawled into their sleeping bags, and gently pulled off the delicate silk down garment.

"You!" Cavis was stunned. He had never seen anyone so bold. This was the apple of the Lanchi Family's eye.

Before he could finish speaking, Li Ziran had already taken out a quill pen, dipped it in Frog Sweat, and started dotting it along the girl's delicate skin. In order to wake her up, he specially covered the girl's face with a cotton cloth coated with anesthetic.

He needed to be meticulous; ideally, he should draw the Frog Transformation Array all over the girl's body so that he could activate the Transformation Spell in the most urgent moment.

This primitive method, relying on Frog saliva, is far more stable than the Transformation Array constructed by the mind. Since there is no mental energy involved, the transformed Frog is much harder to detect.

Now that we've accepted the task, we need to make some preparations.

This is only a rough plan; another one must be prepared. If the situation becomes truly urgent, he will have to change the girl's appearance to prevent her from being recognized.

However, I don't think I'll need a second set, since it's only a two-day trip.