At 2:44 in the morning, Fang Mu slowly opened his eyes from the bed.

He went to bed early last night so that he could get up in the middle of the night today and do something he had to do.

He didn't know if Lestier was completely asleep or not, but it didn't make a difference whether she slept or not.

"She shouldn't be in any danger...... It feels like there's no more dangerous character around here than her. ”

There is a very famous saying in this game, everywhere you see, there are tasks in your eyes, basically every city, village and town has a kind of hidden backstory, or hidden tasks, props and other things.

In a normal way, in order to complete these tasks, it is necessary to live here, talk from house to house, and collect clues, so that it is possible to detect some strange things that no one else can find.

Fang Mu suffered a big loss in this a few years ago, he didn't understand it before, he just took it very seriously as an ordinary liver emperor, and he drilled the horns of the bull on the task every day, even if he was 996,007 every day, and burst his liver twenty-four hours a day, he was just barely able to keep up with the top players of the first echelon in terms of level.

Why is that? Because these ordinary Liver Emperor players have been doing some boring things like moving things, fighting monsters, cleaning up and doing miscellaneous things, these things have no important value, even if you can gain experience by doing it, it can only improve the opinion of an NPC, but if you don't rely on the NPC's opinion of yourself to explore more information, then you will always be in the position of a bottom-end labor provider.

By the time he discovered the importance of the business relationship and the search for hidden tasks, the high-level players had already emptied everything and left him with no one.

I still suffered a loss from being late in the pit!

Fang Mu only started playing a few days after the start of the undeleted test, and many of the beta bosses had already mastered the situation of various forces before the game was officially launched, and he was stunned at the time and took a lot of detours.

In fact, now that I think about it, a normal player's process of opening up the wasteland should be, from the beginning of the server, he has worked hard to practice all kinds of bugs on the card, and then expanded his contacts with exaggerated strength, came into contact with a lot of intelligence, and then looked for more advanced hidden tasks according to the intelligence, and repeated the cycle with this unit.

Fortunately, he has now reopened, and although he can't do it all over again, he can do it all over again, and his original memories and experiences are preserved.

This time, he's going to win them all!

A sturdy figure tumbled down from the window on the second floor of the tavern, its movements were rather slight, barely making any sound.

Next door to Fang Mu, Lesti, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly woke up from her sleep, and her sixth sense told her that something seemed to have passed outside the window just now.

But the strength of the other party did not bring her a lot of pressure, it seemed that she was just the kind of weak miscellaneous soldier who could be sent casually, and after thinking about it, she moved her ass and turned over.

A dexterous figure flew up and down the roof of Dawntown, from the east end of the town to the west, and then jumped straight into a dry well without hesitation.

To be honest, Fang Mu's movements had a little supernatural element, if his strange behavior was inadvertently discovered by another person, it would probably startle that person a lot.

In the middle of the night, in the dead of night, a black figure fell straight into the well......

But in fact, Fang Mu's trip was indeed here to scare people, the well he jumped in front of him was not an ordinary well, and there was actually something different at the bottom of the well.

With his feet against the wall of the well, the sound of the soles of his boots rubbing against the stone wall evokes a strange sense of pleasure, like an ASMR from another world.

"Boom."

Fang Mu landed smoothly, there was no water at the bottom of the dry well in front of him, but there was a low dirt passage in front of him, which could only accommodate one person to enter.

The shaft is extremely narrow at the beginning, only to pass people, repeat dozens of steps, suddenly open up, but there is no good field and beautiful pond mulberry bamboo, only the open space with the ever-bright lamp.

The space was made of blue mottled stone bricks, and there were turbans, swords, shields, and other messy things, and there were two latched wooden doors at the other end of the dirt exit, and a faint snoring sound came from one of the wooden doors.

It seems to be a secret camp.

Under the dim light, Fang Mu's body was full of shadows, and suddenly, a huge mouse burst out of the darkness, its eyes were red, its head was as big as a fight, and its size was not much better than that of a medium-sized dog.

And there are some unknown flesh and blood tissues between its fine teeth, which makes people feel creepy at a glance, and their souls fly out of the sky.

"Huh."

Calculating the distance, Fang Mu cut out the Mithril Sword from his backpack in an instant, the sword body pierced through the mouse in an instant, Fang Mu shook his hand casually, and the originally fierce and terrifying mutant mouse in front of him was directly divided into two halves, and the internal organs were sprinkled on the ground.

In the process, he didn't even use a skill, didn't perform a single slash, didn't perform a single attack.

Do you find this trick a bit of a game disruption? In fact, Fang Mu had to accurately estimate the enemy's subsequent position, and then complete the three actions of opening the equipment slot, cutting out the equipment, and closing the equipment slot in his mind within 0.1 seconds.

Chance, fleeting, once the accuracy and location are not calculated well, can lead to fatal consequences.

One minute on the stage, ten years of work off the stage, behind the seemingly handsome movements, is his last glory as the Liver Emperor, and his training accumulated tens of thousands of times every day and night.

So, in the Emerald Fragment, professional and casual players are not playing the same game at all.

Approaching the snoring wooden door in front of him, Fang Mu raised his hand and tapped twice with his knuckles.

"Knock, knock."

The snoring inside the door stopped abruptly, as if the orchestra conductor had pressed the rest.

A small sound came from inside the door, but Fang Mu didn't hear the conversation of the people inside the door.

Cautious enough, Fang Mu didn't have to think about it to know that the people inside the door were now using sign language to communicate the current situation.

Because he's seen it before.

The secret camp in front of me is located at the bottom of the dry well in the west of Dawn Town, and the members in it are all from an organization called the Wind Helmet Alliance, which is a large cross-country organization, in plain language, the Dark Edition Adventurer Association.

There are many similarities and differences between the Adventurers' Guild and the Windhelm Alliance, the Adventurers' Guild can be recognized by the high-level of the Vivian Kingdom, and each region has an Adventurers' Guild and an Adventurers' Guild president, and the existence of this guild can bring benefits to the kingdom as a whole.

The Windhelm Alliance is not allowed to appear in public, and the members of the Windhelm Alliance are being wiped out with a powerful force by the Vivian Kingdom.

The gap between the Adventurers' Guild and the Windhelm Alliance is the scope of business. Adventurers' Guild is not allowed to post commissions such as killing.

And the Wind Helmet Alliance is different, in the Wind Helmet Alliance, the task of assassinating so-and-so is not uncommon, and people who need certain dark things abound, it can be said that they are completely wandering outside the standard of the law, and there are a group of killers, assassins, and outlaw fanatics inside.

Because of this, members of the Windhelm Alliance are generally referred to as Windhelmet Assassins by others, or by some noble and high-ranking people, and those who consider themselves to be high-class.

In this case, Fang Mu disturbed their good dreams and knocked on the door of their residence.