Along the way, Grim has also seen many swamp giants.

They are also humanoid monsters, bloated and fat, with oversized bodies, thick legs, octopus-like upper limbs, and bizarre tumors on their bodies.

Adult swamp giants are generally about ten meters tall, and even those in their juvenile years are about three meters tall.

And now the wise man of Moat actually said that he was also a swamp giant. This...... Apparently something beyond Grim's comprehension.

From this, Grim was even more sure that this Moat wise man must be an outlier among the swamp giants.

Only such a strange talent can make it stand out from the many swamp giants and become the guide, observer and wise man of this huge wetland swamp.

After opening his mouth for a long time, Grim finally nodded and said, "It seems that Your Excellency must be an alien in the swamp giant clan, otherwise it would be impossible to reach the current level......"

Although he was already a fourth-order powerhouse who was proud of most dimensional creatures, this Moat wise man was obviously still living a simple and ordinary life. Even above its body, Grim rarely saw the dazzling energy brilliance of high-level equipment.

The mossy clothes on its body and the wooden staff it held in its hand showed no signs of energy converging, nor did it have the unique law fluctuations of high-level items, so they were obviously ordinary items...... To put it mildly, in the wizarding world, even an ordinary wizard apprentice can't be as shabby as it appears!

But on second thought, Grim understood.

After all, if any high-level item wants to be successfully crafted, it needs the support of a vast alchemy theory, as well as a lot of crafting skills and means. These things cannot be imagined by just one or two geniuses, and they need to be continuously accumulated and innovated by generations of individuals.

However, the spirit realm has obviously not established any close-knit knowledge gathering system.

The wise and the strong are like pearls scattered all over the spiritual realm, but they lack a silk thread to connect them, gather them, and condense them into a force.

In such a state, it is called freedom when it sounds good, and it is called a plate of loose sand when it is unpleasant!

It's no wonder that the other party, as a fourth-order powerhouse, still lives that primitive and simple life.

The two fourth-order powerhouses gathered around the bonfire, gulping down the thick soup made from the fire dragon ribs. The aura of energy also made Moat's gluttony move, almost swallowing his share like a whirlwind of clouds.

"What kind of creature is this?The breath of fire in it is so strong......" Eating heartily, Moat even belched, and spewed out a cloud of fire from his mouth: "Cool...... I've never eaten such a strong steak in my life!"

"Rank 3 Fire Dragon Meat ......" Emelia, who was holding a long iron spoon and constantly stirring in the soup pot, said with a smile: "In the past, this was a fire dragon feast that only our family master could enjoy, but today it is not for you, and the family master will not be willing to take it out!"

"Dragon's meat...... It's still the third order!" Moat couldn't help but grin in surprise.

In the eyes of all the wise men of the Spirit Realm, the dragon is a terrifying creature that rules the sky from above.

Don't look at Moat's wise man ranking at the 4th order, but if you let it single-handedly take on a 4th order dragon, it will be absolutely invincible. Even in the face of a Tier 3 dragon, Moat was not sure that he would be able to defeat it.

One of the most important reasons for this is that dragons can fly, and all of them have extremely terrifying dragon breath. It is simply difficult for a strong man to fight a dragon like Moat, a land powerhouse, but flying high in the sky.

I can't catch up with it, and I can't hit it......

The thought of the dragon's terrifyingness made even Moat's spirit shudder.

The mouth of the eater is short, and the hand of the taker is short!

Moat struggled for a moment, and finally embarrassedly took out a bunch of dried mushrooms from his bosom that had been dried and worn together, and threw them into the pot.

"Since Your Excellency has generously entertained me with dragon meat, I can't be too stingy. This is a giant shiitake mushroom that is a specialty of some wetland swamps, and the aroma is particularly strong and long-lasting, and it is most suitable as a condiment. Moreover, if this giant shiitake mushroom is consumed for a long time, it will also have certain benefits for personal physique!"

"Oh, it's good for your physique?" Grim couldn't help but feel his heart pound when he heard this.

Like him, there are only a handful of elemental wizards who have reached 32 points in physique. At this level, it is extremely difficult for the physique to take a step forward.

Of course, if Grim uses the same method as the body refining wizard to stimulate the flesh* body, there is still room for improvement in the physique. However, many of those methods stimulate the growth of physical fitness by losing mental power, and such methods are more than worth the loss for Grim!

Therefore, today I suddenly heard that there was such a strange mushroom, and Grim couldn't help but pick up a giant shiitake mushroom soaked in soup and put it in his mouth.

The aroma is tangy, tender and refreshing.

However, while Grim closed his eyes and savored it, his mental power was placed on the monitoring report of the chip.

"Drop, a bizarre high-energy item detected, edible...... The aroma released inside the object contains some benign stimuli that are beneficial to the biological body...... It is estimated that the main body will have a slight improvement in physical fitness after consumption...... In order to achieve the effect of +1 on the subject's CON, you need to eat 100 times...... It is expected that after 210 times, a drug-resistant ...... will be formed."

When Grim saw the test report provided by the chip, he instantly gasped.

Doesn't this indicate that long-term consumption of this giant shiitake mushroom can improve his physique by another 2 points.

The base gain brought by these 2 points of constitution on his 4th level fire witch is greater than the gain of those low-level wizards who increase by 5 or 6 points. If these 2 points of constitution can be added to those Level 4 refining wizards, the benefits will only be greater.

And if the Crimson family masters this resource and sells it to the wizarding world, it will definitely cause those fourth-order wizards to go crazy.

After all, at their level, there are simply too few ways to increase any basic attribute by 2 points without too many terrible sequelae!

Therefore, Grim groaned slightly, and couldn't help but speak: "Wise Moat, I don't know if you are willing to trade the seeds of this giant shiitake mushroom, if you want, I can exchange knowledge or materials with you......

"This giant shiitake mushroom is a special mushroom that I developed myself, and if you only want some finished products, I can give you a batch for free. But if you want giant shiitake mushroom seeds, ......."

"So what?"

"Then you have to do something for me!"

Grim was not surprised by Moat's wise man's proposal, but still looked at it calmly: "What's the matter?"

"Over the past few years, many small lakes in the swamps have inexplicably dried up and turned into terrible death silt. A terrible blight has appeared among many fungal giants, swamp lords, and creatures living in wetland swamps. Swamp creatures with this disease will show obvious signs of withering on their bodies, and then go berserk and frantically attack everything around them......"

Grim listened quietly to Moat's introduction, his brows furrowed slightly, revealing a thoughtful look.

"So what do you mean...... Do you want me to investigate the cause of the blight for you?"

"Yes. As long as you can find out the source of the blight, I will reward you with the seeds of the giant shiitake mushroom. If Your Excellency can help us destroy that source, I still have two special mushrooms here, one is good for spiritual power and the other is good for elemental affinity......"

"......Shh

There are also three pounds of nails in the broken ship!

I really didn't expect that the treasure in the hands of this Moat wise man, who was not good-looking, and even looked shabby in appearance, really made Grim's heart pound.

But no matter how good the treasure is, it can't interfere with the main purpose of this trip!

Grim pondered for a while, then spoke: "Wise Moat, I won't hide it from you, we have come to the wetland swamp for the sake of the source of water. And before I got the water of the source, I didn't want to make too many extraneous branches. ”

"Primordial water?" Moat turned his head to look at Emelia and said indifferently, "Could it be that this little girl instigated you to come over?" Yes, the wetland swamp does have the primordial water, and it is kept in the holy land of the Demon Spore Clan. If you want to get the Source Water, I'm afraid you're going to have to clash head-on with that Demon Spore Clan!"

"Yes. So, before I head to the Spore Grove, I want to hear your opinion from the Wise Man!"

Moat was silent.

After a long time, it whispered, "You should have heard on the way here, the wetland swamp has changed a lot in recent years. And it is none other than the Devilspor Clan Patriarch Faensen, the Fungal Giant Lord Kauvax, and individual Swamp Lords who are driving the mutation of the Wetland Swamp......"

"So, take on this task of investigating the blight! With it, you will be able to access most of the wetland swamp without being disturbed by native organisms. If my guess is correct, I'm afraid that this 'natural disaster' that occurred in the swamp is probably related to some of the actions of the Spore Clan in private......"

After listening to Moat's story, Grim's eyes lit up slightly.

"What do you mean, if the blight is really related to the Demon Spore Clan, Your Excellency is willing to take action for it?"

"It's not just me......," Moat paused with his wooden staff, "I also contacted the Hydra King Mortog and the leader of the Spore Flying Bats, Mosis Lightwing." As long as you can come up with enough evidence, I'll banish these bastards from the swamp with my own hands!"

It can be seen that these natural disasters in the wetland swamp have triggered Moat's anger and made him a little angry.