In the city of Zeber, in front of the Mori Church Square, people's lives are still going on as usual—it was confirmed before Xia Zuo left in the morning.

The church, like other places, has undergone a change in the personnel structure, and the number of subhumans and beasts who come to pray has also increased, and some of the subhumans and beastmen who have the attributes of jungle life originally believed in Mori, the god of forest trees, so they will flood into the church after the individual is equal and become believers, and it is not surprising that other human races are not surprised.

However, the subhuman and human tribes worship differently, there are no churches in the forest, only carved ornaments made of trees, or totems piled up with stones. Therefore, there are still some disdainful Inhumans - even if they have the same faith, they will not enter Zeber's church.

"Oh my God! The sacred altar is shining again! The passer-by in the square in front of the church pointed to the altar and shouted, and he was so frightened that he took a half step back and sat down on the ground, and the oranges in the basket rolled to the ground.

Even if he didn't shout, the people passing by noticed the bright and blinding pillar of light in broad daylight, and they all stopped and let out panicked sounds.

The pillar of light faded, revealing a familiar figure, a terrifying figure, a brown windproof cloak and a hood, this time the only jaw and mouth and nose were gone, obscured by a pure white mask.

That's the prop that Xia Zuo wore on his face before he teleported - "Silent Mask", from the wooden box provided by Sarina, the new props that Xia Zuo obtained, after equipping, you can choose different voices in the UI icon options that pop up, both men and women, young and old, I don't know if the NPCs will have the same effect after wearing it.

People around them began to flee, knocking down innocent pedestrians, trampling on stalls, and the crowd broke up the mother and the child holding hands, and there was chaos.

"Silence." Xia Zuo shouted in a strange male voice, "Until I leave your field of vision." ”

Suddenly, the church square was quiet, and the scattered family members were able to reunite, and he nodded in satisfaction.

Everyone had heard their voices, but after a long time they might forget.

Natsuzuo left the altar and walked down the street towards the department store that sold scrolls.

Even if everyone sees their true faces, it is not a big deal, because there is an order forbidding to talk about any deeds about themselves, Xia Zuo believes that the population of Zeber is not immobile, and there may be enslaved travelers and residents who are not present in the city that day, and residents who have returned to their hometowns...... These people did not become slaves, but there was no need to worry too much, and even then, no one who became slaves would have no way of knowing the news.

The brown cloak was always the most ordinary, intermingling with passers-by, and the travelers on the left and right were all dressed in the same way.

Therefore, after Xia Zuo left the square area, it did not cause a similar panic just now, and the people who stayed at the scene sighed in their hearts that "that man" was back, does it mean the beginning of a nightmare life?

"Welcome~" The owner of Sinclair's department store greeted the customers who walked to the counter.

He didn't recognize it as a regular patron.

Although the guest was wearing a tightly hooded cloak and a white mask with only small eye holes, it was not surprising that Zebel had all kinds of travelers, and some of the aliens would deliberately cover up the subhuman characteristics when they heard that Zebel had a racial hierarchy.

It's just that now, Zeber City no longer regards the status of the Asians as inferior, and there is no need for the traveler to continue to hide, but the shopkeeper can't tell the other party - this matter can't be revealed. Whenever a traveler asks himself why there is an increase in the number of Asian clerks in the store, he can only find a reason to prevaricate, which is really troublesome...

"You're using the alchemy table to make potions on the shelves, right?" Xia Zuo asked, but it was an unfamiliar voice to the store.

"Yes, guest." Although it was strange why the customer did not go to the shelves and came directly to the counter to ask some unusual questions, the store responded politely.

"I want to borrow it." Xia Zuo probed, only to see that the room behind the counter was covered by a curtain, there was the sound of bottles and cans being placed and water being poured, probably a hired alchemist was operating, and he didn't want outsiders to see the process, so as not to peek at the formula.

"I'm sorry for the customer, but we don't lend anything in the back of the store..."

"This is an order," Xia Zuo suddenly said before the other party's voice fell, his voice was small and would not be heard by the third person.

"Don't tell anyone I've been here and what I'm going to do." This is an order that Xia Zuo feels should be added, but with the previous order of "no communication about anything related to him" is still effective, there is no need to do more.

“... Yes," the shopkeeper said reluctantly, bearing the restraint of the invisible spell mark on his neck, his face in a cold sweat, "Please follow me." ”

Xia Zuo followed the store to the backstage, and the moment the latter opened the curtain, alchemy, enchantment, textile... All kinds of tools were displayed in front of him, and Xia Zuo entered, and the store closed the curtain in time.

"Give the alchemy table out and give it to this guest." The alchemist who urged the alchemist to concentrate on dripping the green liquid from the dropper into the blue liquid glass on the alchemy table said.

The alchemist wears monocles and is so focused that he forgets to retract his tongue that licks his lips.

"Hey, don't bother me yet, boss, this is a critical time!" The alchemist was hired by the store with a lot of money, and most of the expensive alchemy potion products in the store were from him, and his natural status was not low, so he usually didn't need to look at the store's eyes, because other department stores or potion stores had poached people generously.

"Now is not the time to talk about this, he..." The shopkeeper was very anxious, because the customer next to him was very special, and he wanted the alchemist to be cautious in his words and deeds, but with the previous order, he couldn't say it now, because it involved disclosure.

It's so good to make... Xia Zuo couldn't help but sigh in his heart, if this order could be used by all those who passed through the drama for themselves, life would be extremely beautiful.

"What is he?" The alchemist continued to drop a dose intently, "Can you stop my light?" I'm now..."

"Pack up and get out of the way." Xia Zuo told the alchemist that the spell mark would automatically determine who the slave owner was talking to and what the order was given, even if the voice was a little indistinct.

The alchemist automatically set aside the glassware and got up from his seat, first feeling strange, then suddenly realizing who it was, and wanted to scream in panic, but about the content of the screaming—"The man is coming!" , but I can't say anything.

The shopkeeper and the alchemist, who had nothing to do and were honestly afraid, stood beside him, and Xia Zuo was already seated.

"Go about your own business, don't peek." Xia Zuo said that they left on their own with awe.

After approaching a set of glassware that seemed to be the only ones he could see in chemistry class, a "use" icon appeared in Xia's left vision.

He didn't need to touch any equipment on the table, he could operate in the alchemy interface that was only visible to him in the blink of an eye, put the materials and the "Stone Silence Formula" scavenged by the Ministry of Magic into the corresponding box, select the quantity, and then click "Craft".

After a striking flash, three vials of gray-green potion that gave people a sense of loneliness were generated on the table of the alchemy table.