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"I'm sick!"

Just as He Feng was walking forward along the white line, a person in a fur coat suddenly picked out and shouted to He Feng.

"Oh." He Feng glanced at him and nodded, and then continued to walk forward.

"I'm sick! I'm sick! I'm sick! But the man in the fur coat chased He Feng and shouted vigorously.

After sighing, He Feng stopped and looked at the man in the fur coat, about 40 years old, and his body was dirty, and he looked like he hadn't changed his clothes for a few days.

Seeing He Feng stop, the leather-clad uncle shouted desperately: "I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick." ”

"Stop, stop...... Calm down, Oh, I want to think about it, you can only say these three words now, right? If it's right, you nod, and if it's wrong, you shake your head. He Feng said after interrupting the excited leather-clothed uncle.

After hearing He Feng's question, Uncle Leather-clad nodded desperately with an expression that was about to cry.

"What strange thing did you eat to get like this?" He Feng asked again.

This time, Uncle Leather shook his head.

"Hmm...... Who cast some kind of spell? He Feng asked after thinking about it.

"I'm sick, I'm sick!" Uncle Leather-clad nodded violently, excited, probably trying to express something, but only three words came out: I am sick.

"What a strange curse...... Well, write what happened to you on the ground and show me. He Feng casually picked up a branch from the ground and said to Uncle Fur.

After waving his hand, the leather-clothed uncle took out a notebook and pen from his pocket and showed them to He Feng, and then wrote.

"Oh, I'm still a cultural person, bring a pen and paper with you, that's okay, you can write." He Feng nodded.

About five minutes later, Uncle Leather stopped his pen and handed the book to He Feng.

He Feng nodded, took it and looked at it.

Hello, my name is Moz, I am a merchant, this morning our merchant group went to the Famine Plains for some business, but was attacked by a group of trolls and captured us, I ran out with a magic prop with the help of everyone, but after coming to this forest, I got lost, and I took the liberty to stop you when I saw the warrior You are very strong, please help me.

After reading it, He Feng nodded and said, "I understand the matter, but why can you only say these three words?" He Feng returned the notebook to Moz after asking.

Moz sighed and handed it to He Feng with a single line, saying that those trolls had given me such a curse just for their amusement.

"It's a bad taste, how many people are in your team, how many trolls have attacked you, where are they holding you, and what are their purposes?" He Feng threw out several questions in one breath.

After listening to it, Moz immediately began to write.

There were fifty of us in the team, including five merchants, and the rest were members of the Guardian Regiment, and there were probably more than 20 trolls attacking us.

Seeing this, He Feng couldn't help but raise his head and complained: "You more than 40 people from the guard group can't beat 20 trolls? ”

"I'm sick." Moz subconsciously shouted before he picked up the pen and wrote another line in the notebook with a depressed face, those trolls are very powerful, especially a troll with many tattoos on his body, it knocked down the head of our escort regiment in one fell swoop.

"Do you have a lot of tattooed trolls......" He Feng muttered. "The Handbook of Humanoid Creatures" also introduces trolls, and those with a large number of tattoos should be troll berserkers, whose combat power is comparable to that of a high-level knight squire, which is very powerful.

After nodding, He Feng continued to read what Mozi had written before, knowing that those trolls had locked up their merchant group in their tribe, but when he saw the last line of words, He Feng's eyes suddenly lit up.

The purpose of those trolls is to steal the velociraptor mounts that our merchant group is transporting.

"You're selling mounts!?" He Feng looked at Mozi and shouted in surprise.

Moz nodded, and then began to write yes, and our merchant group is also involved in other areas, such as ......

Seeing this, He Feng said: "Don't write it, just say it, what do you want me to help you." ”

He Feng didn't expect to get the clue of the mount and suddenly smashed it in front of him, sure enough, I am the chosen one!

Moz immediately wrote that I wanted you to send me to Mitte City, and then I could go to someone for help.

After reading it, He Feng shook his head and said: "Mr. Moz, do you see if this is the case now, if you go back to the city and tell others that your merchant group has been robbed, your customers may know that his goods are gone, and then they will take advantage of the situation to make things difficult for you, and it will also deal a blow to the prestige of your merchant group, right?" ”

Just kidding, just sending this Moz back is too small, and only by saving the entire merchant group can this incident be brought into full play, and it will be easy to make all kinds of demands when the time comes.

After listening to He Feng's words, Mozi sighed and wrote that this is also something that can't be helped, God knows why a group of trolls suddenly appeared there.

"Then now I have a way, I will find a way to rescue the people of your merchant group, and promise that it is a secret operation, and I will not tell anyone, what do you think?" He Feng said with a smile on his face.

Mozi first glanced at He Feng in surprise, and then wrote that if you can really do it, warrior, then our merchant group will definitely thank you.

"It's easy to say, but I've got to have a plan in place for such a powerful troll clan, so you'll have to give me some time, right?" He Feng saw that the conversation was successful, and said happily.

Moz nodded and wrote, of course, but please Warriors as soon as possible.

"System prompt: You have accepted the mission, rescue in distress."

"I'll do it, don't worry." He Feng patted his chest and said, opening the taskbar and taking a look.

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【Rescue in Distress】

Time-limited missions

Trolls are a very powerful race, and if you want to save people from them, you have to be careful.

Rescue the merchant group from the troll tribe in three days, and the remaining time is 2 days, 23 hours and 59 minutes.

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Is it a limited-time mission...... But fortunately, there are three days, which is acceptable. As for the task overview, this is completely to convey that the task is very difficult...... However, He Feng had already thought of this, after all, just a troll berserker was not something he could deal with, so if this task was a head-on collision, he would definitely have no chance of winning, and he had to think of a way.

After turning off the task bar, He Feng said to Moz: "Then Mr. Moz, I still have an important matter to do now, can I send you back to Mitte City after I finish it?" ”

Moz immediately nodded and wrote, of course.

"Thank you for your understanding, then please follow me, I will keep you safe." After He Feng finished speaking, he continued to follow the white line.

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