The Thousand Islands Lake was around a hundred kilometers away from Hangzhou. It was quite a distance. Speaking of which, the strange thing was that the Thousand Islands Lake was more than a hundred kilometers away from the sea. How did the Spiral Shelled Demons reach the lake so far away?
As he thought, no matter what kind of creature it was, as long as it was related to sex, there was nothing impossible!
Mofan asked Ling Ling to accept Jiang Xia's quest in the name of the Clearsky Hunter Agency, in exchange for the whereabouts of the Tree of Vows.
Jiang Xia was quite willing to accept the quest at first, as if he believed he could handle it on his own. However, after Zhu Meng paid him a visit, he went to ask some demon creatures experts about it.
According to the experts, the Salamander Demons were quite troublesome to deal with. Without the help of a powerful Hunter Group, it was hard to tell how long it would take the government's Mages to deal with them.
Jiang Xia learned that Ling Ling's group had taken down the Black Vatican on Chongming Island, the Drowning Curse, and the quest for the Tear of the Medusa. He acknowledged Mofan and Ling Ling's capabilities as Hunters, and signed a Hunter Agreement with them.
With the agreement, Mofan was no longer worried that Jiang Xia was trying to trick him. After all, Jiang Xia was a petty man. If he knew Mofan was the one looking for the Tree of Vows, he would never tell him the truth.
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After putting on a little disguise and using the old name of Fan Mo, Mo Fan headed straight for the Thousand Island Lake.
There was a military relay station to the east of the Thousand Islands Lake. It was around the size of a small town, and did not have any civilians. Most of them were Battlemages patrolling the area to ensure the safety of Hangzhou City and the other cities.
There were only four squads of Battlemages, mainly in charge of scouting. They were not particularly strong.
Then there were the hunters. The Thousand-island Lake had always been a good place to hide treasures. There was a simple Hall for Hunters in the Minghu Posthouse, which could provide the hunters with the latest information on rewards. For many hunters, information was more important than strength.
The Minghu Outpost was doing well. It seemed to be in good order, and had a complete set of defensive measures. There was a lot of traffic, too, especially after the government announced the reward for the Salamander Demon's Heart Orb. The outpost was crowded all of a sudden.
As he passed by the Hunter's Hall, Mofan noticed that many people were shouting at the entrance.
In many special places, there was such a primitive way of gradually forming a team, which was to shout, hang a sign, and leave a contact number in a place where mages often went.
"Water Mages, Water Mages, are there any Intermediate Water Mages here? You have to be at least an Intermediate Hunter. We're the Foehn Hunter Squad, led by an experienced Advanced Hunter. We guarantee that we can complete the quests efficiently. Are there any Water Mages here?" a young man yelled excitedly at the entrance.
Mofan walked past him. The young man immediately grabbed Mofan's arm and said, "Friend, do you want to join our Foehn Hunter Squad? I guarantee you a salary of two hundred thousand per person!"
"But I'm not a Water Mage," Mofan glanced at the young man who looked similar to Zhang Xiaohou, yet was quite friendly.
"It doesn't matter if you're not a Water Mage. Here's the thing: the Hunter Hall requires every Hunter Squad to have at least seven people. Our squad has six people in total, but we're missing an Intermediate Mage. The six of us already have our own plan and system. It's great if we have a Water Mage, but it's fine if we don't have one. You just need to make up the numbers and be responsible for cheering us on," the young man said.
"I see. Are you sure I'm only here to make up the numbers?" Mofan asked.
"That's for sure. Our team has people who can fight on their own. You won't be in too much danger if you join our team. The most important thing is that you'll get your share of the prize money, not a penny less!" The short young man said.
"Are you familiar with this place?" Mofan asked.
"Of course we are! Our squad might not be famous, but we've been here for a few years. We know where the islands are, where the water is, and where the turtles are. HAHAHA, what do you think? Do you want to join us?" the young man said enthusiastically.
"Well … but I'm not an Intermediate Mage," Mofan said.
"Huh? You look quite impressive. You're from a reputable school, yet you're not even an Intermediate Mage. What's your primary Element … oh, oh, what's your Element? "the young man asked.
"My primary Element is the Lightning Element," Mofan said.
"The Lightning Element? Give me a second, I'll ask our captain first, "the young man said.
After saying that, the short young man quickly ran into the hall.
Mo Fan was only here to observe the situation and familiarize himself with the area. Even the government had been struggling to solve the problem for a long time, so there was no reason for him to come all the way here and solve it so easily.
The others would not be here so soon. Mofan could tag along with the other squads to learn more about the situation of the Thousand Island Lake. At least he could take a look at the Salamander Demons. It was better than running around aimlessly like a headless fly.
The young man was an impatient man, but he was very efficient. He soon returned.
"Brother, here's the thing: our squad is in a hurry to make a move, so we're worried that the other squads will steal our thunder. Since you're a Basic Lightning Mage, we'll take you in for now, but you have to be careful. The Salamander Demons aren't as easy to deal with as you think. Besides, they usually come in groups," the young man said.
"I'm an Advanced Magician, not a Basic Magician," Mo Fan said straightforwardly, no longer boasting.
"Enough, stop bragging. If you're an Advanced Mage at your age, I would be a Super Mage by now. Let's go, let's go. So many Hunter Groups are on the move. We can't let them take all the loot, "the young man dragged Mofan to the hall to regroup with the others.
"I'm really an Advanced Mage," Mofan said with a wry smile.
"Fine, you're an Advanced Mage, you're an Advanced Mage. We'll just watch you fight the Salamander Demons on your own. The rest of us will cheer you on!" The young man did not treat Mofan's words seriously. He continued to walk toward the others.
The young man clearly did not believe Mo Fan.
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