hunter rule

The crisis of the Holy Tree Beast has been resolved, at least on the surface, the [Holy Tree Courtyard] has gained a moment of peace.

The fighting on the Garden Front has been greatly eased.

Even the [Plant Mask Quitoli] who controlled the tide of monsters seemed to have retreated directly and entered the depths of the [Holy Tree Garden].

Zhao Guangli stood on the high platform and watched the dark green in the distance slowly fade.

In fact, the courtyard is huge, at least not smaller than a large area of ​​the Imperial Capital.

I don’t know how many anomalies and horrors are buried here. At least the military headquarters only knows the general information about the outside of the courtyard. It is extremely difficult to really push into the depths of the courtyard, or even where the [King of Canopy] is. Disaster.

Zhao Guangli asked Shen He before, and he remembered that there seemed to be a human super professional in the courtyard, [Origin of Life] Hippocrates, where was that dear friend.

The answer I got was nothing unexpected.

[The Origin of Life] lives in seclusion deep in the courtyard, but its specific location is unknown, but it must exist.

Such top-level super professionals are naturally not afraid of demons. They themselves are completely inhuman and comparable to gods. With his existence, at least the Holy Tree Courtyard will not completely fall.

Speaking of which, Zhao Guangli's life has been better recently. Needless to say, the reason is because of his cheap teacher.

With a giant human teacher to rely on, the leadership of the military department is naturally relatively polite.

"Without the demon tide, the disaster area would not be very busy."

Sitting in the tavern of Thorn Fortress, Zhao Guangli casually ordered a glass of beer.

Although the Sky Drive Alliance has laws prohibiting underage drinking, this rule never applies in the military garrison.

The staff here are either family members of military members or ordinary gold diggers recruited from Anding District. They are full of unquestionable awe for the young man wearing a major uniform.

"Major, how's it going in the garden?"

The bartender is a thin man, very tall. He is said to be able to make a lot of cocktails, and his skills are quite skillful.

There were a lot of people in the tavern, but there were very few members who actually belonged to the military.

Most of them are adventure groups, members of archaeological teams, and lone treasure hunters.

Zhao Guangli, wearing a pure white major uniform, stood out among them.

Upon hearing this, the people around him lowered their voices slightly and their ears perked up.

"It's nothing serious. The Holy Tree Beast and the Evernight Crow have been dealt with, and Quitoli fled deep into the courtyard. Logically speaking, there won't be another demon tide in a short time."

Zhao Guangli took a sip of beer and then showed a calm smile.

"I want to drink too, I want to drink too, leave some for me."

Su Lin said loudly.

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding battle group members and treasure hunters felt a little happy.

Zhao Guangli squinted his eyes and looked at the people in the distance.

Demons are not only a threat, but also a source of large amounts of resources.

Except for members of large war groups, ordinary extraordinary people simply did not dare to go deep to hunt monsters and obtain resources during the previous garden riots.

Now that the riots have temporarily subsided, these hunters who make a living on demon resources are ready to take action.

Zhao Guangli pushed the wine glass inwards, shielding it so that Su Lin could have a taste.

"Well, it doesn't taste good."

Su Lin stuck out his tongue.

It doesn't taste good. In the alliance, only the particularly bad food will be used to make wine.

"Actually, I should still drink milk."

Zhao Guangli said to himself.

"Have there been any unusual events recently?"

Zhao Guangli raised his head and looked at the bartender.

"Is it abnormal..." the bartender thought for a moment: "Let me think about it, oh, recently, the Sculptor Group discovered a cult camp over at [Mossy Mountain Col] to worship the unknown evil god... It seems to have developed quite a bit.

The scale is such that even some demons have joined this cult."

"After the Sculptor Chapter was discovered, they clashed with the cult camp. The entire Chapter suffered one-third casualties, and the losses were extremely heavy."

Zhao Guangli tapped his fingers on the table.

That was really extremely tragic.

There are several ways to make money from something like a private adventure group.

The first is to go to an unknown place and draw a map. This is the most dangerous and profitable way.

Then he assisted the military in hunting monsters in the disaster area, and received tasks from the guild, including dismembering the killed monsters and bringing back the monster materials.

The most unprofitable situation is fighting that kind of cultist. There is basically no reward and no resources.

"Very unlucky."

"Is it a cult camp? It looks much better than the original Talasi Village."

The bartender looked at Zhao Guangli a little mysteriously.

"Those extraordinary beings who came back from the Sculptor Chapter had horrific marks on their bodies, as if their whole bodies had been tortured, and their skin and flesh were torn apart. It was really terrifying."

The bartender described it vividly while vigorously selling drinks around.

"[Torture]?" Su Lin raised his eyebrows: "There are not many cults with this kind of power as the theme... Let me think about it..."

Zhao Guangli was chatting one after another, and suddenly, his communicator rang.

"Major Zhao Guangli, please go to the conference room immediately."

Zhao Guangli actually didn't really want to hear the sweet female operator's voice.

But he didn't hesitate and stood up after paying.

…

"Major Zhao Guangli, I have your letter...it seems to be an anonymous letter."

Zhao Guangli held the dirty envelope paper in his hand and looked at the tattered cover, somewhat speechless.

If the previous letter from Lu Baiju was an elegant and exquisite cake, then this letter is a piece of shit.

Is it really that dirty?

There were some dried blood stains, oil stains, and some inexplicable abnormal smells on the top, but they were very small and almost negligible. They would not affect even ordinary people, let alone Zhao Guangli.

"It can't be a curse letter..." Sulin said, "This is too scary."

"A curse letter is like a love letter to me."

Zhao Guangli sighed and took it apart.

"Zhao Guangli, if you don't come here, I will die."

"One of the tasks in my mission statement is to explore regional cults. My approach is to blend directly into them and become an excellent cultist. Well, that's what I really thought for a moment."

"The result...sigh, how should I put it?"

"For some... reasons, I successfully became the Patriarch of the [Bound Cross] in the [Holy Tree Courtyard], and I can be considered... a high-level leader."

"The [Bound Cross] sect was recently discovered by an adventuring group and is already preparing to move to the [Coral Mesa]. As the leader of the cult, I have obtained quite a lot of information."

"There seems to be a secret hidden in [Coral Terrace]."

"The following is the known composition of the sect..."

"By the way, during the promotion process, even though I kept fishing for fish, the big boss [Bound Cross] seemed to have noticed me. If you don't come, I will really become the leader of a cult.

, or he will be killed directly."

"I secretly controlled a certain war group member with this letter. You should see it at the military headquarters."

"The signature is..."

"The clever Chen Zhi."