"You really did have to rely on yourself for everything."
Amid the rumbling of rock excavation, Zhao Si covered his face with a cloth and could not help complaining.
The original plan had been to gather some information in the little town in Mistwood. As expected, none of these people had any useful information at all.
After Zhao Si questioned the Tanner, Godrick and Helena had also visited a few people, but none of them knew a thing.
Nor had anyone seen anything strange.
The strangest thing was probably the Nightfolk who appeared out of thin air in the mist.
It felt like aliens had suddenly visited the Lands Between.
Oh, the aliens in the Lands Between did not ride UFOs. They all popped out of rocks after meteorites fell.
The only interesting thing was that everyone in Mistwood knew about the Nightfolk. It seemed that visits from the Nightfolk were something even their ancestors had experienced.
Fortunately, no one mentioned drinking and chatting together. Otherwise, Zhao Si would have thought these hospitable Mistwood residents had laid out several large tables to feast the Nightfolk.
Anyone who did not know better would have thought they were on such good terms with the underground people.
After a round of fruitless questions, the work still had to be done.
Zhao Si steeled himself and decided to start digging in the general direction the Tanner had indicated.
Distinctive terrain? There was none. Mistwood was one unbroken expanse, with level ground and thriving vegetation. Nothing about it suggested there was anything underneath.
Zhao Si sat bare-chested to one side, using [Ghostflame: Ohega's Dancing Blade] to control Digger No. 1 as it dug a hole.
Digger No. 1 was a magical tool Sellen had modified from a Rock Mining Staff. It was better suited to