Published: February 12, 2025
“Fifty kilometers towards the boundary of the Red Scarf Forest…”
“The ridge of the Yasuda Grand Hill Range…”
“One side of Gulu Lake’s dense grassland…”
“At the Shilin stone forest upstream of Red Water Creek…”
“Near the middle of the junction between pit No. 10 and pit No. 9 in Heyma’s open-air worm pit…”
“……………………”
In a dark and hidden small courtyard, Ye Zhongming listened to the notes that Lan Jin had translated for him, memorizing these locations.
These were all documented with clarity, marking the places where outsiders first appeared. There were also some uncertain locations that Ye Zhongming chose not to remember, fearing that incorrect information would affect his judgment.
Due to their different appearances, the arrival of outsiders always drew the attention of the people in the Bourbon Free Territory. Those like Ye Zhongming were somewhat better off, as he only had slight differences in his ears, fingers, and other parts compared to the local life forms. However, for beings like the three-legged person, no matter how they disguised themselves, it was impossible to hide the significant differences.
“Red body, three meters tall, with two horns…”
“Four-horned beast body, dual heads at the front and back, cries like a baby…”
“Combination of metal and flesh, eyes spitting fire…”
“Four wings, sharp beak, long tail, multi-colored feathers…”
“Ten meters tall, long neck, single horn, dual wings, breathes fire, sharp claws, good at flying…”
“………………………”
These were various characteristics and appearances of outsiders recorded above. Ye Zhongming glanced through them and found that aside from one that resembled the Dragon Race, he didn’t recognize any of the others.
It seemed more appropriate to refer to the outsiders as alien life forms. The Bourbon Free Territory had apparently been visited by many such beings.
The forms of life were diverse, their appearances random, their numbers varying, and their strengths different…
Ye Zhongming summarized the characteristics of these alien life forms and found that there were truly no discernible patterns.
After taking a healing potion, Lan Jin's body was recovering quickly, but her spirits were low. If it weren’t for Ye Zhongming’s request for her to translate this diary, she might have fallen into a prolonged state of depression.
All her companions who usually fought alongside her were dead, leaving her all alone. It was likely that her family had also been captured or killed, making her existence seem utterly meaningless all of a sudden.
Given her current state, Lan Jin couldn’t even clearly recall what the entire map of Heyma Valley looked like, and even if she did, she probably wouldn’t be able to express it clearly.
Ye Zhongming told her to sleep for a while, and he stepped outside. He planned to create a map and mark all these locations on it to see if he could find any clues or patterns.
As soon as he stepped out, Ye Zhongming sensed a tense atmosphere permeating the entire city.
He didn’t need to think; he knew that the news of him committing murder had likely already reached the various nobles in the city council, and they were currently searching for him and Lan Jin.
Ye Zhongming scoffed and grabbed a hooded cloak, threading through various alleys and sparsely populated areas. Due to his speed, even if someone sensed something was off, he had already vanished.
As for the map he was after, it wasn’t too hard to find. After all, adventurers needed to venture out of the city, and the situation of the entire Heyma Valley had long been thoroughly explored, although there were some perilous areas that few dared to visit.
The maps he found might not be complete, but by piecing together various versions, he could fully present the terrain of the entire Heyma Valley. After gathering all the maps, Ye Zhongming immediately returned to that hidden little house.
However, before he could enter, Ye Zhongming halted in his tracks.