Chapter 266: Shrine, Undead, and Scorching Airflow

No words all night.

Beyond Xia Nan's expectation, this adventurer squad that accidentally came to Gray Valley Village didn't actually cause trouble after his silent warning, and there was no movement for the whole night.

However, this could not change his decision.

After eating breakfast at Tom's house, happily drinking a bowl of mushroom clear soup that was steaming hot, sweet, fresh, and delicious, carefully improved by Mrs. Janis according to his taste, and instructing the kid Leon to rest well at home and not run around in the forest for no reason.

Dressed neatly and fully armed, Xia Nan left the hut and walked toward the village entrance.

Not rushing to carry out the previous plan, he found a hidden location with an open view nearby and waited quietly.

And just as expected, after waiting in the depths of the dense forest bushes for only twenty minutes, the figures of the four-person adventurer squad appeared in his line of sight at the village entrance.

The scar-faced captain with scimitars at his waist, the tall ranger with a longbow on her back, the green-skinned Half-Orc hybrid, and the slightly bloated dwarf.

Not one less.

And compared to the dusty, fiery, and impatient appearance last night, a night's rest didn't seem to have restored their state much.

Especially that burly green-skinned Half-Orc, while looking angry, kept looking back at the village behind him three times every step, as if regretting not being able to harm this place.

And the backpacks behind several people were also significantly bulging.

Inside were the grains used by the villagers to survive the winter.

Perhaps the quantity was not too much, but he didn't doubt at all that if they had a convenient ox cart or some space storage props, they could move the entire warehouse away.

Xia Nan saw all this in his eyes.

The pitch-black eyes appeared calm and lightless, but actually, there was some deep, gloomy light brewing within them.

He was not good at lurking, and didn't have any skill-type feats related to it.

Fortunately, the experience in the dream of the 【Dream Weaving Corridor】 terminal 【Tooth Hunt】, the memory of observing the Winter Wolf pack secretly from the perspective of a barbarian, gave him some experience, getting rid of the state of knowing nothing at all.

He had a certain understanding of how to sneak, and what aspects to pay attention to when sneaking.

Coupled with his outstanding perception ability, Xia Nan could maintain a considerable distance from the adventurer squad, while minimizing the probability of being discovered, and still follow closely behind without losing them.

Time passed gradually, and several people were getting further and further away from the village.

"It's about time."

Xia Nan thought so in his heart, but suddenly discovered that the marching trajectory of the adventurer squad in front was eerily overlapping with his own yesterday.

Their direction was... Gray Valley?

Thoughts surged in his mind.

First, the first thought in his heart.

The reason why this adventurer squad passed through the village was because of Gray Valley?

Did they hear any news, or accept a commission related to it, and came to this place with "Gray Valley" as the destination.

If that was really the case, regarding Gray Valley, they might possess more intelligence than him.

And if several people just happened to come here and advanced in the direction of Gray Valley without knowing it...

It didn't seem to be without value to him.

After all, Gray Valley was filled with mist and the danger was uncertain, if there were a few people who could explore the way in front, for Xia Nan who originally intended to penetrate deep alone today, it was absolutely a good thing.

Artificial mine-sweeping method, let them eat all the dangers in the valley, and the possible harvest, for himself who was positioned as an "oriole," would definitely fall into his pocket in the end.

As for whether there was a possibility of the adventurer squad retreating in the face of difficulties...

It could only be said that according to Xia Nan's understanding of this type of adventurer, a suspected ancient ruin that could bring a large harvest and be enough to go back and retire directly, even if there was only one percent possibility, was enough for these desperate people who valued money more than their lives to rush in one after another.

Subjective initiative was directly pulled to the full, no need to worry at all.

And the facts were indeed so.

In Xia Nan's perspective, if one said that when several people just arrived at Gray Valley and saw the strange environment filled with gray rocks, they still clearly felt a touch of hesitation.

When they carefully penetrated deep and discovered the building ruins he explored yesterday.

On their faces, only fanaticism remained.

"Old house! Ruins, it must be ruins! Gorge is going to get rich!"

The green-skinned Half-Orc suppressed his volume with difficulty, almost roaring with joy.

The thick wooden stick inlaid with iron in his hand was waved in the air, stirring up the mist.

That greedy mountain dwarf performed even worse, his short body almost stuck to the ground, searching for treasures that might be hidden inside inch by inch.

Attention highly concentrated, the focused appearance made him not even hear the inquiry of the Blood Blade squad captain Marcus behind him.

Only when the other party kicked him fiercely, almost kicking the bloated and sturdy body away, rolling two circles on the ground full of stone powder.

Did he stand up after patting the stone powder on his body as if nothing happened, and opened his mouth with an extremely excited tone:

"This is definitely not the style of architecture of the Servia Kingdom!"

Greed was one aspect, the extreme pursuit of wealth made this short guy also master a lot of knowledge related to it.

"While maintaining thickness and sturdiness in the main structure, the internal decorative texture is extremely complex and gorgeous, the overlapping application of iron art and wall patterns, this peculiar style, as far as I know, is rare in the entire Aifala Continent today."

"I suspect it is a creation left by the ancient era before the founding of the Servia Kingdom, or even earlier."

"Moradin bless, we... we are going to get rich!"

The dwarf's words filled with fanaticism reached his ears, making Marcus's heart surge with waves.

Originally it was just the most ordinary journey, not even counting as a mission commission.

Even that "Gray Valley Village" last night was discovered accidentally when passing through the forest.

Didn't expect to encounter such an unexpected harvest right now.

Making him unable to help but sigh at his good luck.

At the same time, regarding the ancient ruins in the dwarf "Stone Belly's" mouth, he couldn't help but look forward to it in his heart.

Danger certainly existed, but if they could bring out a few exquisite objects that looked intact and could prove their own era origin, those collectors who were always generous would probably fight directly.

Selling any one of them was a rich income that could be earned after adventuring for many years.

If he really couldn't spend the effort to explore, just hanging the location information of this place on the auction house would be enough to sell for a sky-high price.

And if he really found a precious magic item from ancient times, or even combat technique inheritance...

Marcus's breathing couldn't help but become rapid, and even the gaze toward the few teammates beside him became dangerous.

In contrast, the ranger who was a bit sharp-tongued in the team appeared relatively calm, at least on the surface.

In the cover of the strange mist, she smelled a touch of inappropriate blood-stinking smell.

Frowning, her gaze subconsciously looked toward the direction where the smell came from. ===== CHAPTER 267 =====