Along the way, Grim had seen quite a few Swamp Giants.
They were also humanoid monsters. They were fat and had oversized bodies. They had thick legs and octopus-like upper limbs. Their bodies were densely covered with strange tumor-like things.
Adult Swamp Giants were generally around ten meters tall, and even young Swamp Giants were around three meters tall.
Now, this Wise One Moat had said that he was also a Swamp Giant. This … was clearly beyond Grim's understanding.
From this, Grim was even more certain that this Wise Man Moat must be an alien among the Swamp Giants.
Only with such a strange gift could it stand out from the many Swamp Giants and become the guide, observer, and sage of this huge wetland swamp.
After being tongue-tied for a long time, Grim finally nodded and said, "It seems that you must be an anomaly among the Swamp Giants. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to reach your current level …"
Although he was already a Grade 4 powerhouse who could look down on most beings in the plane, this Wise One Moat still lived a simple and ordinary life. Even on his body, Grim rarely saw the dazzling energy radiance of high-grade equipment.
The moss clothes draped over its body and the wooden staff in its hand did not show any signs of gathering energy. There were also no fluctuations of laws unique to high-grade items. It was obvious that they were ordinary items … To put it bluntly, in the Sorcerer World, even an ordinary Sorcerer acolyte would not be able to be as shabby as it appeared!
But on second thought, Grim expressed that he understood.
After all, to successfully create a high-grade item, one needed the support of a vast amount of alchemy theories, as well as many crafting techniques and methods. These things could not be created by just one or two geniuses. It required generations of individuals to continuously accumulate knowledge.
However, the Spiriters Realm obviously did not have any closely related knowledge gathering system.
Wise ones and powerhouses were scattered all over the Spiriters Realm like pearls, but they lacked a thread to connect them and gather them together to form a force.
To put it nicely, this was called freedom, but to put it bluntly, it was like a plate of loose sand!
It was no wonder that even though he was a Type 4 expert, he still lived a simple and primitive life.
The 2 Type 4 powerhouses gathered around the bonfire, wolfing down the soup made from the Fire Dragon Ribs. The extremely abundant energy aroused Moat's appetite, and he swallowed his portion like a tornado sweeping away the clouds in its wake.
"What kind of creature is this? The fire aura inside is actually so strong … "Moat ate to his heart's content, and when he burped, he even spat out a ball of fire from his mouth." Awesome … Too awesome! I've never had such a chewy steak in my life! "
"Grade 3 fire dragon meat …" Emelia laughed as she stirred the soup with a long iron ladle, "This was a fire dragon feast that only our master could enjoy. If not for you, he wouldn't have brought it out today!"
"Fire Dragon Meat … and it's Level 3!" Moat could not help but grimace in surprise.
In the eyes of the sages of the Spirit Realm, dragons were terrifying creatures that ruled the skies.
Even though Moat the Wise was a Tier 4 Dragon, he would definitely lose if he were to challenge a Tier 4 Dragon alone. Even if he faced a Grade 3 dragon, he was not confident that he could defeat it.
One of the most important reasons was that dragons could fly, and all of them had extremely terrifying dragon breaths. For a land powerhouse like Moat to fight a dragon that soared high in the sky was simply too much.
He could not catch up to it, and he could not hit it either …
When he thought about how terrifying dragons were, even Moat could not help but shudder.
He was the one who ate it, and his hands were the one who ate it!
Moat rubbed it for a while, then finally took out a bunch of dried mushrooms from his pocket and threw them into the pot.
"Since you're so generous as to treat me with fire dragon meat, I can't be too stingy. These are giant shiitake mushrooms, a specialty of the wetlands. They have a strong and long-lasting fragrance, and are most suitable as condiments. Moreover, eating them over a long period of time is beneficial to a person's physique! "
"Oh? It's beneficial to the physique? "Hearing this, Grimm could not help but feel excited.
Elemental Magi with a physique of 32 points could be counted on one's fingers. At this level, it was extremely difficult for one's physique to improve even a little.
Of course, if Grimm used the methods of body refinement Magi to stimulate his body, there would still be room for improvement. However, many of those methods used spiritual force to stimulate the growth of the physique, and it was not worth it for Grimm.
Hence, after hearing about such a strange mushroom, Grimm could not help but pick up a shiitake that had been soaked in the soup and put it into his mouth.
The fragrance assailed his nostrils, and it was smooth and refreshing.
However, as Grimm closed his eyes to savor it, his spiritual force was focused on the A.I. Chip's report.
[Beep. Strange high-energy item detected. Edible … The aroma released by the item contains some beneficial stimulation to the body … Estimated that after consumption, the host's physique will improve slightly … To achieve the effect of + 1 to Host's physique, 100 meals are required … Estimated resistance to the medicinal properties will develop after 210 meals …]
Grimm looked at the report provided by the A.I. Chip and sucked in a breath of cold air.
Didn't this mean that eating this shiitake over a long period of time would increase his physique by 2 points?
For a rank 4 Fire Magus like him, these 2 points of physique were much more beneficial than a 5-6 point increase for low-ranked Magi. If these 2 points could be used on rank 4 Body Refinement Magi, the benefits would be even greater.
If the Crimson Family were to obtain this resource and market it in the Magus World, it would definitely cause rank 4 Magi to fight over it.
After all, at their level, there were very, very few methods to increase any of their basic attributes by 2 points without terrifying repercussions.
Hence, Grimm muttered to himself and could not help but ask, "Sage Moat, I wonder if you are willing to trade the seeds of this shiitake? If you are, I can use knowledge or ingredients to exchange for them … "
"This shiitake is a special mushroom that I developed myself. If you only want some finished products, I can give you a batch for free. But if you want the seeds of the giant shiitake, then … "
"Then what?"
"Then you must help me with something!"
Grimm was not surprised by Sage Moat's suggestion, and continued to look at it calmly, "What is it?"
"Over the past few years, many small lakes in the wetlands have dried up and turned into terrifying sludge. Many fungus giants, Swamp Lords and other creatures living in the wetlands have developed a terrible blight. The bodies of the swamp creatures that contract this disease will show obvious signs of withering, and they will go berserk and attack everything around them … "
Grimm listened quietly to Moat's introduction, his eyebrows slightly furrowed as if he was deep in thought.
"Then you mean … You want me to investigate the cause of the blight on your behalf?"
"Yes. As long as you can find the source of the blight, I will give you the seeds of the shiitake as a reward. If you can help us destroy the source, I have two special mushrooms here. One is good for spiritual force, and the other is good for elemental affinity … "
"Hiss …" Grimm sucked in a breath of cold air again, looking at Moat like he was looking at a human-shaped treasure trove.
Even a broken ship has three pounds of nails!
Who would have thought that Sage Moat, who was unprepossessing and even abnormally shabby, would have treasures that could make Grimm's heart palpitate.
However, no matter how good the treasures were, they could not interfere with the main purpose of this trip!
Grimm pondered for a while, then said, "Sage Moat, to tell you the truth, we came to the wetlands for the Water of Life. Before we obtain the Water of Life, we do not want to cause too many problems. "
"Water of Life?" Moat turned to look at Emelia and said indifferently, "Could it be that this little girl encouraged you to come here? That's right, the wetlands do have the Water of Life, and it is preserved in the sacred land of the Mospore race. If you want the Water of Life, I'm afraid you will have to face the Mospore race head-on! "
"Yes. So, before we go to the spore forest, I want to hear your opinion, Sage Moat! "
Moat was silent.
After a long time, he said in a low voice, "You should have heard on the way here that the wetlands have changed greatly in the past few years. The ones who caused the changes are the Mospore race's leader, Farnsson, the Fungus Giant Lord, Cowax, and other Swamp Lords … "
"So, accept this mission to investigate the Blight Disease! With it, you will be able to enter and exit most areas of the wetlands without being disturbed by the local creatures. If I'm not wrong, I'm afraid this' natural disaster 'in the wetlands is related to some secret actions of the Mospore race … "
After listening to Moat's story, Grimm's eyes lit up.
"You mean, if the Blight Disease is related to the Mospore race, you are willing to take action?"
"Not just me …" Moat angrily slammed his wooden staff, "I also contacted the Hydra King Mortog and the leader of the Spore Bats, Moses. Qingyi. As long as you can produce enough evidence, I will personally drive these bastards out of the wetlands! "
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