Demon Hunter and His Hut

Answer Granilla.

Through the communication on the plane, Roger discovered that the knowledge reserve possessed by the girl named Panambi was unexpectedly profound.

This can no longer even be described by simple intelligence. In Roger's view, this ability can even be regarded as some kind of bloodline.

It saved him a lot of time.

Panambi, who was offered a job at a university despite her young age, has been studying in Armenia in recent months, according to her.

Specific topics seem to involve the study of racial migration and the occult.

After all, recently, the whole world has not been peaceful, extraordinary events have occurred frequently, and people are no longer panic at the beginning, and can gradually accept it.

This girl's character is as enthusiastic as this South American continent. Since she can help in the next action, in Roger's eyes, Panambi is no longer a dispensable ordinary person.

This is also a coincidence. If he is asked to find a similar expert himself, and then use his mental power to guide and tempt him, although it is very fast, it will take some time in the process of searching.

Since Panambi was willing to help, Roger naturally agreed.

He is already an extraordinary person who has stepped into the fourth-order limit. In the process of improving his ability, his appearance and temperament have changed a lot, especially his spiritual power, even if he does not actively release some kind of bewitching spiritual power.

But at this time Roger is also a lot more attractive than ordinary people.

This is a kind of all-round goodwill, even if he doesn't say anything, as long as he restrains his strength, ordinary people will feel unnaturally happy when they stay around him.

Roger's power comes from the hunter's hut. Although he has reached the limit of the world, he will not have a bad influence on ordinary people around him because of the release of his own power like other superhumans.

Roger euphemistically raised his doubts and took the initiative to guide the conversation, while Panambi enthusiastically expressed his willingness to take the initiative to help.

The two had a brief exchange on the plane. The conversation went by quickly, and even the turbulence of the plane was not so obvious.

Soon the plane passed through the clouds, and the fuselage became stable. There were flight attendants to appease everyone's emotions, and the atmosphere in the airport quickly calmed down.

Over time, the plane landed smoothly on the airport.

In the dining room of the National Gold Museum, Roger's fingers lightly stroked the wooden texture on the table, and there was a bowl of tapioca soup in front of him, and the heat rushed towards him.

The eating habits here are very different from those in Menia, fruit coffee and tortillas. Even the decor in the room was different from the restaurant Roger had in mind.

Reality and magic are intertwined. Here, the culture of the Indians can be seen as large as a table or as small as a spoon.

"Where did you get this map?"

Parnambi looked up in surprise.

To be honest, the reason why this enthusiastic girl is willing to help Roger is on the one hand because of the special charm of Roger that makes her willing to communicate with Roger, and even subconsciously increase the chance of contact with each other.

This does not mean that the girl has any substantive thoughts about Roger, it is just an instinctive reaction.

Just like in nature, the reverence of ordinary animals for top predators is only transformed from reverence to intimacy in Roger.

In addition, the biggest reason is a map that Roger gave Panambi.

That is what Roger obtained from the eyes of delusion. The map drawing is not precise. Although it is far from the satellite positioning and scanning map of the current society, if the approximate position can be determined, it is enough to find the direction. .

Roger can also tell from the words,

Parnamby obviously has his own mind.

As a historian and researcher of ancient mysticism, in this era of frequent extraordinary events, she naturally hopes that her research can explain the origin and origin of some extraordinary events.

And this map provided by Roger gave Panambi a great inspiration.

Even if it has nothing to do with extraordinary events, if she continues to study, it may become a separate topic, and then she will gain new qualifications in the academic world.

After tasting the cassava soup in the bowl, Roger did not answer Panambi's question. In the communication between a fourth-order superhuman and an ordinary person, Panambi was naturally in a weak position.

Roger had a good impression of this girl, and was naturally unwilling to directly manipulate the girl through the power of the French seal.

This is actually easy to understand.

If a man can make a woman fall into his arms through his own charm, most men will not choose some kind of coercion or drug control in this situation.

"I found this by accident from the inside of a pottery, which may even involve some extraordinary events."

Roger said vaguely.

But what he said made Panambi even more excited, and the girl's eyes shone brightly, "I need to make a comparison and then look up some information."

"If there was only one name, I'm afraid it would be difficult for me to find relevant information, but this map you provided me is too crucial."

Panambi drank all the coffee in the cup in one breath, and stood up in a hurry, as if she could not wait to start work immediately.

"Where are you going, rest at a nearby hotel or come with me?"

The girl spoke very fast, and she tore off a piece of tortilla when she was talking. In her ambiguity, the original ordinary sentence completely changed its taste.

An ordinary question turned into Roger's ears, where are you going to join me at a nearby hotel?

But after a while, Roger came to his senses.

"No, let's go together."

Panambi couldn't understand why she trusted a man she had only met once, but at this time she was full of that peculiar map.

The distracting thoughts in his mind were quickly thrown out of his mind.

"Come with me."

Phra Nambi left the restaurant excitedly.

Although the time is night, the streets are very prosperous, vehicles are constantly flowing, and locals and foreign tourists can be seen everywhere on the roadside.

From the surrounding buildings, to the packaging bags of roadside food, and even the earrings of the beauties approaching, you can see the unique cultural customs of this continent.

South America is a vast territory, from the warm turquoise Caribbean coast to the ochre-colored wasteland of Patagonia, including the cloudy Andes, the Amazon rainforest, the driest desert in the world, the Atacama, the Pampas, and The rolling glaciers at the southern end.

Roger learned through some channels that the extraordinary people on this continent are relatively closed, and they are extremely repulsive to outsiders.

Although Roger's power is enough to swept away ordinary superhumans in the real world, he did not go south this time to find trouble, so he naturally wanted to avoid conflicts as much as possible.

Then find Tabani.

The extraordinary people here, their power has some connection with Xingkong. Some of them are keen to study the relationship between humans and animals.

Shamans are proficient in herbs and can communicate with nature like druids with exotic features.

In addition, from the information Roger obtained, there is a small group of extraordinary people in this continent who have extraordinary research on death and life.

They seem to have possessed some kind of terrible power, and some powerful superhumans are unwilling to contact them.

The entire Western world is extremely huge, and blood is the main way of inheritance, but it also accommodates other extraordinary powers.

Not far from the museum is the National University. At this time, the daytime classes have already ended, and there are not many people in the office area. Panambi took Roger to her office.

On the surrounding walls are bookshelves leading to the roof, which are densely filled with books. Young and intelligent, Panambi seems to have some background.

Roger didn't ask more, watching the girl flip out the books, and muttering to himself while comparing, "I'm afraid you can find hundreds or thousands of similar mountains and rivers in the whole of South America."

"But a certain area on this map is very strange. That kind of mountain looks like it was formed after some kind of special crustal movement... If I remember correctly..."

"This book...isn't right..."

"It's Chibercha Valley!"

"I should have thought that it is one of the birthplaces of South American Indian civilization!"

The girl looked at Roger with a look of surprise, her eyes flashing with the excitement of cracking the secret.

But then she frowned again, "Even if the approximate location is determined, but based on the analysis of the terrain on the map, I am afraid that there has been a major change, the river has been diverted, and the mountain has changed completely beyond recognition."

She was a little distressed, "I'm afraid it will take a long time to compare."

Panambi looked at Roger helplessly, "This is a big project."

"Looks like we won't have to go to bed tonight at least."

"What needs to be done?" Roger said suddenly.

"It's easier for two people to do it than one."

"you?"

Panambi looked at Roger suspiciously, and then smiled, "This is not a matter of three or two sentences, it requires a wealth of knowledge of geography and history, if you think you can learn it just by looking at it, you are right. An insult to my past career."

Although his tone was calm, there was a hint of stubbornness in Panambi's eyes.

This is a proud girl.

"Oh...is that so?"

after an hour……

Panambi stared at the book in front of Roger, "You...you..."

Long before he became a witcher, Roger's brain was completely transformed through the destruction of the potion. With the blessing of the hunter's hut and the use of the concentration potion, his learning ability could skyrocket several times in an instant.

And now?

With Roger's current mental strength, the concentration potion has long lost its effect on him, but all he lacks is the direction, not to mention the perverted ability of the hunter's hut, just based on his own ability, these ordinary knowledge is only a little cost. It's just time.

Panambi even forgot the work in her hand, and a brown paper book was placed in front of her in surprise.

Roger turned to one of the pages, "Is this here?"

"Considering the changing course of the earth, the re-routing of rivers and the natural changes in the environment, I think..."

After a while, Parnambi came back to his senses.

She looked down at the book in her hand, then looked up at Roger, and so on.

After a while, he had to bow his head helplessly.

"Well, I take back what I just said. I thought I could be considered a genius, but compared to you, the only difference between me and the suckling pig on the table is the clothes on my body."

Panambi was a rare scholar, but she soon accepted the facts in front of her, with some doubts in her eyes, but there was some kind of eagerness to try in the eyes that looked at Roger.

She focused on the work in her hands and carefully compared it several times.

"Yes, it should be here."

"What are your plans next?" she asked.

"This map..."

It was only then that Parnambi realized that she knew very little about the man in front of her except for the name and this map.

"Thank you for your help, I can handle the rest by myself."

The relevant information of the map has been engraved in Roger's mind, and this process is much faster than expected.

Everything seems simple, but the initial determination requires extensive knowledge and rich experience as the basis.

This is the most critical step.

Do that and the rest is much easier.

So Roger's thanks to Phranambi was sincere.

"You're not going to take me with you?"

Parnamby volunteered.

"Although I was young, I participated in six field excavations. Because of... family reasons, I grew up in this environment, and I have much more experience than those experts who only touch students' butts."

"Whether it's excavating monuments or so-called hidden treasures... I should be able to help."

Panambi's eyes flashed.

"Besides... this kind of field work is not as simple as you think. If you believe the set in the movie, you may suffer a big loss."

"The preparatory work in the early stage, the survey and measurement on the way, even if the real treasure is discovered, there will be many situations in the mining process..."

"You need a real expert."

Panambi spread his hands.

"I'm not interested in what you find. What I want to explore is the history, culture and heritage behind those things."

"My family and I can definitely help you."

Panambi had an inexplicable feeling that she and the man in front of her had only known each other for a few hours, but at this time, it seemed that the moment of separation had come.

She didn't even understand why she said that, but if she didn't do anything, maybe the next moment would be forever.

"No, thanks for your help, but I don't need it," Roger refused.

Before Panambi could say anything, Roger suddenly raised his hands, and an invisible force enveloped the entire room.

Panambi found that his body was floating uncontrollably. Not only that, but the messy books also jumped into the air and returned to their original positions.

"You...you are...what?"

After asking a question, Panambi immediately felt remorse, and she hurriedly changed her mind, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean what you are... I just..."

"Is this some kind of supernatural power?"

Curiosity in his heart quickly overwhelmed his apparent fear, and Parnambi looked at Roger excitedly.

"That's why you rejected me?"

Roger nodded, "This is not a field that science can cover."

Roger dispelled the surrounding forces, and everything around him returned to normal.

The pen on the desk began to write automatically without anyone controlling it, the tip rustled and made a rustling sound.

"If you encounter troubles in the extraordinary world, you can get help through the above address or contact information."

Roger stepped back.

"But I hope you never use that day."

"Good luck, Panambi."

Roger's figure was lost in front of him, and the last words he left were heard in his ears.

"As a reward for helping me, I leave you a gift."

"I think you'll like it."

The body regained control, Panambi turned his head and saw the paper on the table and a crystal bottle pressed on the paper.