Entering the cave, the situation inside was indeed as Qin Fen expected, dirty and chaotic, unsightly. The air was muddy and filled with an unspeakably fermented stench that was disgusting.

It didn't take long for Qin Fen to discover the source of this smell...... It was a few half-orcs squatting in the corner, their eyes half-squinted at the moment, and their vicious faces showed a touch of entanglement and pain, presumably because they had eaten some indigestible food at noon, so that they were now in a tug-of-war with constipation.

The cave does not appear to have been formed naturally, and traces of artificial excavation can be faintly seen. Presumably, before the orcs took over this place, it was once the residence of other creatures.

It can be seen that Douglas has a very high status in this tribe. All the way through, all the orcs stood respectfully aside, and even the little orcs didn't dare to cry indiscriminately.

Douglas clearly enjoyed the honor, walking at the forefront with his hands behind his back and his head tilted, as if he was leading the parade. Finally, he led Qin Fen and the two to a slightly atmospheric single-dwelling cave in the deepest part of the cave.

The inside of the cave is definitely not clean, but along the way, Qin Fen has become numb...... I have been in the abalone for a long time, and I haven't smelled it for a long time!

"Hey, master, do you want a cup of bitter drunkenness? It tastes good. Douglas grinned and showed two rows of big yellow teeth, and out of nowhere he found a yellowed coconut-shaped container, and grabbed two porcelain cups with condensed dirt from the stone table suspected to be a bedside table, and was about to pour tea for Qin Fen.

"Excuse me, I'll sit down for a while, and you might as well drink it yourself."

"Oh, that's a shame that it's so delicious that it can't be shared with the owner." As he spoke, the old orc did not look half ashamed on his face, but hid aside with a cup like a mouse, squinting his eyes and drinking himself.

In the depths of the cavern, there was a flat stone platform with a lot of messy materials, such as white skulls, shriveled hearts, and lumpy plant roots, which must have been necessary for Douglas to perform his tricks. Werewolf scientists are assessing the environment, taking a look around from time to time, sniffing east and west.

But Qin Fen didn't have much strength anymore, he sat down casually, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a skeleton in the corner of the wall out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but be slightly curious. The poor creature was now rotten to the point of flesh, dead for an unknown amount of time, lying alone in a corner, in the company of cold and dampness. Behind it, a piece of gray linen was revealed, bulging inside, apparently containing something.

Qin Fen walked over and pulled out the bag, finding that it was still in good condition. The texture of the bag is a little peculiar to the touch, like gold and not jade, with a faint metallic texture. But the mouth of the bag seemed to be healed, and it couldn't be opened, Qin Fen tried to tear it off with his hands, and found that the toughness was excellent, and it was only slightly deformed.

Silently counting the number of ribs of the skeleton, Qin Fen asked:

"Old Doug, do you know who this corpse was when it was alive?"

"Hmm, let me think about it...... Seems to be a wounded elf? An unlucky human? Hey, who knows, I can't remember. ”

Orcs have always had a weak memory, for example: ordinary orcs can only count to ten at most, and their brain circuits can't handle any more.

Seeing Old Doug's upside-down appearance, Qin Fen knew that he couldn't ask anything. He thought about it for a moment, and suddenly remembered a prop he had obtained earlier. As he spoke, he took out a colorful shell from his arms, and the surface of the shell was covered with a faint green light, as if there was a breath of life flowing inside.

"This is the pass to the 'Elven Capital' Rivendell, and with them, you will have the status to enter Rivendell."

After killing the seriously injured Elven Ranger Cuilander, Qin Fen thought that he would never need this thing with an obvious 'token mark' again, but he had just discovered that there were actually as many as twenty-six ribs on this skeleton! As we all know, there are only twenty-four human ribs, which means that there is a chance that more than eighty percent of this unlucky guy who died was an elf!

Sure enough, as Qin Fen had guessed, when the shell full of the breath of life touched the pocket, the breath in the shell actually slowly flowed into the pocket. According to Qin Fen's estimate, this should be some kind of means of bloodline or ethnic verification.

The green light flashed, and no strange shells fell to the ground, and an opening appeared silently in the tightly knit bag. Qin Fen looked at it cautiously, flipped his pocket over and shook it, the first thing that fell out was a dagger with a length of twenty centimeters, the dagger was silver, and it was about to come out, and it was cold and light, obviously not a mortal thing.

"Ding: You plundered the relics of a deceased, and you obtained a holy silver dagger."

Then there was the second thing, a 50-centimeter-long bow made of emerald green vines, with a green bow flowing on the surface.

"Name: The Whisper of the Wind. Elves come standard with a longbow, and the requirements for use are 40 strength and 30 agility. ”

"Side Skill: Wind Swiftness (Passive). Attack speed increased by 5% and accuracy modifier +5 cm. ”

"Side Skill: Elemental Affinity. Attacks have a 5% chance to inflict Wind Slash, dealing 20 bonus damage to enemies. ”

"Evaluation: This is a longbow with the standard configuration of the elf clan, the best choice for rookies to practice......"

The attributes of this bow and arrow are good, but Qin Fen naturally can't use it, but it can be handed over to Miss Yinzi to use.

Qin Fen continued to shake, and what fell out this time was actually a sheepskin scroll. What was very embarrassing was that Qin Fen found that he couldn't understand what was written on it at all, and the hint given by the juggernaut was just "a mysterious sheepskin scroll".

Qin Fen sighed, it was a pity to find that he had not received any useful information, it seemed that this unlucky guy was also a little-known guy, who unfortunately died in a certain training outing, but he didn't even leave his name. Just as Qin Fenyi got up, he suddenly saw a tattered paper bag on the stone platform, which was wrapped in rough paper containing dog skin plaster.

Qin Fen wanted to take it apart, and immediately got a hint:

"You've found poison: voodoo powder. This is a new vicious technique formed by the half-orc sacrifice Douglas after mastering some simple primitive shamans and combining them with certain plant blends. Smear the black voodoo it blends on the weapon, and every time it damages an enemy, it will inflict poison damage on the enemy that lasts for 15 seconds and occurs every three seconds, with a total damage of 9~18 points. (based on enemy resistance). ”

"Effect: After Quenching the poison, every time you successfully hit an enemy, you have a 30% chance to infect them with Black Voodoo, and this pack of poison can be used three times."

"Warning: The final interpretation of this note belongs to Douglas and any accident is purely coincidental."

Qin Fen pursed his lips, threw out a bottle of cellar rum to the old orc, and then said:

"I want this bag of poison, and if there is anything else, I will exchange it with rum for you."

"Ah, you are indeed the most generous and merciful master in the world!" Douglas, who was still looking at this side with a painful face, hurriedly hugged the rum, stuffed it under the black iron quilt, and grinned, "As you wish, my master, but the raw materials for refining this poison are not easy to find~~"

Qin Fen's eyes were empty, "Say, what do you want." ”

"You know, it's a proud piece of mine, and the materials used are precious. I can find the poison glands of the poison dart frog, but I can't get any of the main ingredients. Is that...... Ogre feces. ”

"......" Qin Fen's face suddenly darkened, you let me steal?!

When the old half-orc saw that Qin Fen's face was wrong, he hurriedly shook the pot, "My wise and wise master, this is what you asked me to say!" ”

Qin Fen sighed helplessly and said, "Okay, tell me where the ogre in your mouth is...... I'm going to get its out tomorrow! ”