The First Mage

The Crimson Demon Realm even conducted special course training on this, but Stan found this analysis somewhat desperate.

I can't analyze it myself...

It's not that I don't study hard by myself, it's really that the problem is beyond the outline.

This encryption lock looks superficial on the surface, but in fact it is like a maze. I ran around in it, tried countless times, but couldn't find a way out, and finally returned to the original point...

Don't talk about the result, I don't have a clue...

"You, you..." Stan was sweating profusely, almost crying out of anxiety, if he really wanted to say you let him go, then let him go, if you really want to kill me, just hurry up, playing so much tricks, what is it? What's going on...

"Okay, don't waste your time, this question was not prepared for you." Lynch took out another piece of parchment, wrote something on it, and said: "This is for your... ...Who's here? Oh, Kasman watched."

Speaking of which, Lynch had already finished writing this piece of parchment, checked that there were no mistakes, and then handed it over: "Here, this is a reference idea, when asking him to unlock the encryption lock, refer to this thing... ..."

"Well, there are still three days. If you hurry up, you should be able to return to your side in half a day. In other words, you have two and a half days to solve this alchemy circle. By the way, list the magic cores you need Make a list, and we will provide these magic cores when the time comes."

"I'm good……"

How dare Stan have anything to do, there is no time to ask for any details. As soon as Lynch finished speaking, Stan quickly wrote out a list of magic cores, clutching the parchment in his hand, and left as if fleeing.

Seeing the back of Stan going away, Lynch clapped his hands. After thinking for a while, he was completely relieved that there was indeed nothing missing.

As a result, as soon as he turned around, he saw Hawking and Perrin standing there, looking at him with strange expressions, who seemed to be hiding a lot of problems...

I forgot to have teammates...

Lynch thought about it, how could this be a teammate, so he just said it.

"Let's put it this way..." Lynch said as simply as possible: "I guess, the monster they encountered is a bit unusual, as long as they can get that monster during this trip, it should exceed all the benefits of this hunting, so I choose Working with Kasman..."

"But, how do you know that man isn't lying to you? Even if it was true, how could he agree to cooperate with us? After all, we fought with that Stan before..." Perrin asked.

"Because of the alchemy circle I left just now, as long as Cassman's brain is in order, he will definitely agree." Lynch shrugged.

"Actually, you don't have to worry too much. I believe that we will definitely gain something this trip!" Next, Lynch continued: "Of course, the monster has controlled the surroundings, and it is very dangerous to deal with. It should be Life is in danger, and I hope Master Hawking can help a lot..."

"As long as your guess is true." Hawking said slowly, "then there is no problem."

"good."

Palin didn't say much nonsense, just asked: "Then what are we doing now?"

"Of course I'm resting." Lynch pointed to the dark sky, the sun had turned into a small and blurry spot of light, and it was about to set in the west. "It's getting dark, you don't want to hurry at night, do you? We'll talk about it tomorrow."

"Well……"

According to the habits cultivated by everyone, the three chose a sheltered snow slope, where they dug a semi-subterranean nest with magic.

After a little modification with petrification and activating flames, all the moisture inside the earth nest disappeared immediately, and the stone walls became solid and dry. Because of being burned by the activating flames, there was still a faint warmth.

At night, there was a strong wind outside, and the snowflakes were flying. A few monsters foraging for food at night began to go out. Amidst the stern cold wind, there were various roars of monsters from far or near.

But the outside of the small earthen nest where Lynch and the others hid was disguised to be the same as the ground, so even if there were really monsters passing by, it would be difficult to detect them.

After spreading the thick animal skins, the three of them chatted a few words, but they could no longer bear the fatigue of the day, and soon fell asleep.

Early the next morning, several people started to get busy.

When he was sleeping yesterday, Lynch had studied the list of magic cores left by Stan, and there were more than a dozen types of magic cores required on it.

If Stan hadn't been so frightened that he was about to pee his pants, Lynch would really have wondered if that Stan was playing tricks on him.

However, Lynch didn't care too much about it. On the other hand, the more poisonous demon cores there were on the list, the more it meant that the monster's bloodline was stronger, and the more beneficial it was to him.

"Although the number is indeed a bit large, but we are in a hurry, it should be about the same...Let's go, the habitat of bloodshot spiders is ahead, hurry up..."

Immediately, Lynch unfolded the parchment, confirmed the direction with Hawking and Perrin, and set off again.

This is a vast snow field, and no one has set foot on it for an unknown period of time. The snow surface is flat and thick, and one foot does not reach the thigh.

Looking from above, you can see a black spot the size of an ant struggling to trudge across the snow on the endless snow field, leaving behind a string of messy footprints...

That's Stan...

Unlike Lynch and others who had a rest all night, Stan is tired and hungry now, and really feels like dying...

After leaving from Lynch, Stan has been on the road non-stop, even ignoring rest at night, he insisted on walking against the cold wind all night, and almost froze to death on the road.

Fortunately, the results were quite remarkable. When the sky was bright, they had traveled hundreds of miles.

According to Stan's estimate, he should be able to find the camp soon...

In fact, this is indeed the case, but unfortunately, after finding the camp, there was no one there. Stan searched the camp, but only found a note left by Kasman, saying that he took someone out for hunting. It takes three days to come back.

Stan was literally breaking down.

I finally came back, you said you're not here?

It's fine for the enemy to play with me, everyone, do you want to play with me like this?

But there was no way, as soon as he imagined that when the three days were up, he would turn into pieces of meat, Stan broke down for a while and continued to grit his teeth, forcing himself to calm down, and continued to drive towards the place Kasman mentioned on the note. go……