Chapter 674: Entering Green Isle City
Chapter 674: Entering Green Isle City
Two days later, the air around them began to grow damp.
As Lindsey and Heidi continued their journey southward, the sandy soil beneath their feet gradually transformed into regular soil.
Before them, in the basin ahead, lay an extensive swamp and within it, a greenish wall was faintly visible.
"Hmm."
"We've finally arrived."
Before Lindsey could speak, Heidi clenched her fists and began strategizing, "Lindsey, what do you say? Let's charge right in!"
"You can say that once you've recovered to the seventh stage," Lindsey completely ignored Heidi's enthusiasm. "Can't you foresee fate? It's time to spill everything you've seen."
"..."
"If I recover to my seventh-stage strength, I guarantee I'll take you down first."
Heidi muttered under her breath and then crouched behind Lindsey.
As she engaged her skills, it was actually more convenient to lean on Lindsey than to use magic to keep herself standing.
Essence Memory began to activate.
Heidi whispered behind Lindsey:
"Your target is fine; it's right within this city. But the crazed Snake King is also there, and the chances of safely retrieving the item... aren't optimistic. However, your assessment is correct; during this wartime, it's the best opportunity for us to make our move."
Lindsey continued to press for details:
"Be more specific in your analysis."
Heidi directly provided the odds:
"There's a 70% probability of engaging the opponent in combat, resulting in the target's destruction; a 30% probability of completing the objective stealthily and retrieving the item!"
"..."
"Seven to three."
Lindsey repeated the numbers.
He immediately hoisted Heidi onto his back, and the two of them ventured into the swamp.
Soon, they encountered the Green Marsh laborers, their ragged clothes and forced labor in the muddy water, cultivating an unknown plant in the swamp. The water, of varying depths, frequently bubbled, and small, dark insects emerged from it.
Lindsey's gaze swept across the swamp.
These laborers, whether awakened or not, carried a hint of Essence Skill on their bodies.
He immediately activated his skill.
【Human Slave - A human bound by a contract with a slave merchant.】
- Merchant.
- And a slave merchant, at that!
Lindsey had encountered merchants like this awakened being before, and his caution towards the Green Marsh heightened.
"Heidi."
"What were the odds when I killed the Dragon Beast?"
The writer girl behind him immediately replied:
"Zero!"
"Even with the Radiant Bullet in hand, the odds of you killing it were still zero!"
"..."
Lindsey couldn't help but quip:
"I guess I'm quite the overachiever then."
Heidi pressed her warm, soft cheek against Lindsey's neck:
"That's right. It's because you conquered the impossible fate that I like you so much, my hero!"
"And reality is so illogical."
"There are things in fate that have no probability of happening, yet some people manage to break them with their own hands."
"The allure of that is truly intoxicating and hard to resist."
"..."
Lindsey didn't respond, and the two continued their journey through the swamp.
Within the swamp, aside from the laborers and the cultivated plants, there were invisible mud pits beneath the water's surface.
Once someone stepped into them, they would slide right in.
Ordinary people would lose half their health, and many would bid farewell to this world.
As Lindsey walked this path, he witnessed three instances where laborers pulled their companions out of the water.
As they approached, the Green Swamp City Wall also gradually drew closer to them.
This city, officially named Green Isle City, was built within the swamp and constructed from massive rocks.
The surface of the city walls was covered in a thick layer of moss, and the damp air made it slippery, making it nearly impossible to climb over.
"Lindsey, let me down," Xilude said preemptively.
The girl jumped off Lindsey's back and explained, "Keep carrying me; we'll run into trouble if we enter the city like this."
"I've already planned our route—just declare a Fourth Stage Warrior ability, and we'll get in smoothly."
Lindsey nodded slightly.
They soon reached the gate of the Green Swamp, guarded by two Third Stage Awakened and weaker lower-ranked soldiers.
The two Awakened, standing at a distance, looked down upon Lindsey and Xilude.
When they were about three meters from the gate, the tall and thin Awakened on the left shouted, "You two, stop!"
The guard's gaze swept over Xilude, scrutinizing her.
Although the writer girl had a foul and rotten personality, it was undeniable that she had a beautiful and radiant appearance.
In the barren wasteland, this was a valuable asset.
The guard hesitated to act immediately, considering that someone with such a face might be an Awakened or a slave specially kept by a powerful individual.
Lindsey responded, "I am an Awakened. My previous tribe was destroyed by those twisted monsters, and now I seek refuge in the Green Swamp."
After months of fermentation, the news of the Deviator army had spread throughout the Barren Land.
The guard had no reason to doubt Lindsey:
"What's your skill count and profession?"
"Warrior, Fourth Stage," Lindsey replied.
This was a rather clever level.
Before reaching the Fifth Stage, a Warrior's skills primarily manifested in physical enhancement and combat, without any extraordinary or supernatural displays.
Coincidentally, Lindsey had trained under a Warrior for three years.
Now, with his absurdly powerful physique, he could easily pass as a Warrior.
In the eyes of the Green Swamp, a Fourth Stage Warrior was worthy of respect, especially during wartime.
The guard's tone immediately softened:
"Sir, we need you to prove your strength."
"Please wait, I'll call a slave..."
Boom!
Before the guard could finish his sentence, Lindsey drew the longsword from his back.
With a powerful swing, the blade emitted a fierce gust of wind, leaving a clear mark several meters long on the muddy ground.
The gate fell silent.
This raw display of physical power, creating a deep trench in the ground, directly astonished the two guards, who gasped in surprise.
The idea of using a slave as a target to prove anything was forgotten.
At this moment, the Green Swamp's rule of the strong preying on the weak and the Awakened being revered showed its 'friendly' side.
The guard on the left, who had been eyeing them with covetousness just a moment ago, now had a completely different expression. His face was filled with reverence and humility:
"Sir, please follow me."
"We'll register on East Street, and you'll become a respected member of the Green Swamp!"
(End of Chapter)
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