Under the gaze of him and the rat, Yanren climbed the stairs one by one.

Soon, as all the stoops climbed the stairs, the passage opened in the black fog disappeared along with the stairs.

The rat "Lao Jia" stared at this scene quietly, and then said to Yao Yan:

"How is it? Have you decided?"

Yao Yan looked at it and said:

“I need intelligence.”

"Information? That's a valuable product."

The rat looked at the body of the giant crow in front of him with interest:

"What kind of information do you want?"

"Basic intelligence."

Yao Yan gave a vague requirement.

“What about ‘basic intelligence’.”

The humanized smile on the rat's face became more and more intense:

"If it weren't for the 'Almost Sir' smell, I would have thought you were him."

Almost sir?

Yao Yan's crow's eyes slightly fluctuated.

The rat "Lao Jia" did not continue on the topic of "Mr. Almost", but instead said:

"Just cut off the hu from the hands of those shangmen..."

The rat lowered his voice:

"Search one is one."

As he said that, it took out something that looked like some kind of berries and threw it towards Yao Yan.

The moment he noticed this movement, a little crow flew out from his body like a separate drop of water, holding the berries in his hand.

The moment the little crow grabbed the berries, the berries disappeared into the little crow's mouth.

To be precise, it is not disappeared, but digested.

Just like before when I devoured the spiritual fragments of the "crow's mouth".

But it's simpler.

After a moment of delay, he took back the crow.

It was also the moment when the little crow merged into his body that it was like a rushing stream, and a large amount of information flowed through his thoughts like a group of rats paraded in the streets, bringing fragmentary information into his vision.

When he came to his senses, the rat in front of him still had the same smile as before:

"Then, it's time for us to set out."

Its four toes clicked, and with the snap of its fingers, two more figures appeared in Yao Yan's vision.

However, they were wearing black robes that completely covered their bodies and did not show off their bodies like Yao Yan or Rat.

After saying that, led by the rat, several people moved towards the position where the Yanren disappeared.

And the moment he reached the black fog, the rat took out something flat like a certificate again.

The closed black fog dissipated again.

As the circular hole spreads, the steps emerge.

The two black robe figures next to him climbed the stairs directly, while the rat "Lao Jia" stood in front of the stairs and turned his head to look at Yao Yan who was still in the same place.

Yao Yan, who was combing out the extra information in his mind, noticed his sight, and did not hesitate. He flapped his wings, flew into the round hole, and landed on the ladder.

When he landed, he turned his head and said to Lao Jia, the rat behind him:

"My name is 'Crow'."

The rat who also climbed the ladder exposed its upper and lower front teeth and smiled:

"It's the same as it is."

The next moment, the black fog closed again.

And the stairs also accelerated suddenly, as if they were extended infinitely, and in Yao Yan's familiar sense of ascent, they were sent to somewhere.

......

In the familiar feeling, a game-like translucent picture appeared in front of Yao Yan's eyes.

Then, words emerged:

[The world has been unified, and the Great Storm Dynasty has wiped out all foreign enemies.]

[The dynasty has been unified for more than three thousand years, and the world has been turbulent.]

[Shenghuang Rong Chengwu suddenly died of illness for some reason, causing chaos in the world of Dasheng.]

[Amid the turmoil, demons gradually arose in various places.]

With the prompt texts, a huge map appeared in front of him.

On the map close to the square, countless large and small marks emerged.

Crow Paradise.

Yao Yan naturally couldn't forget this familiar situation.

And the next moment, a few familiar things emerged.

First of all, there are ink paintings surrounded by countless crows, but it is not the shape of the last card, but the list of similar wanted orders and announcements.

And below the painting surrounded by crows is the description he had seen before, but there are a few differences in descriptions:

[Phenomenon 1: When you start a phenomenon painting, you ignore the precondition constraints and can be launched without prerequisites and evidence]

Afterwards, another picture of wanted documents emerged—

【Crow's Mouth】

The description below is the same as before, but the tone and writing style have changed, and there is no change from what I saw before.

But, after that...

【The wolf is here】

On it, in the form of ink, a group of black crows with sharp teeth and sharp beaks are biting the group of white crows with two horns with two horns, and beside it is a single-horned crow with black and white interlaced appearance similar to his current appearance, with a large crow beak, as if it was chirping, calling for something.

Below, handwritten words emerge:

[Phenomenon 1: Declare something to the target. Every time the target determines first and then denies the content of the announcement, a mark will be added. When the target denies the content of the announcement first, the mark will be cleared to cause the target to suffer the accumulated damage from the mark multiple.]

[Phenomenon 2: When there are marks on the target, the holder of the phenomenon drawing reduces the probability of being discovered.]

Such a description made Yao Yan narrow his eyes.

However, the next moment, he did not welcome the familiar scenes he had.

With the feeling of falling over his consciousness, three cloth paintings fell directly into the map.

.........

Great prosperity in the world, south.

In a teahouse in a small town, the crowd was separated. The old man who looked like a storyteller touched his beard and looked around and looked at the waiter who was packing up the tea left by the guests after they left, looking at the look of a pity.

And at this moment, a shadowy thing fell from the sky and smashed straight towards his place.

The old man who looked like a storyteller was unaware of it and shouted to the waiter:

"Little brother! Come and clean up!"

Bang—

At this time, the shadow had fallen and he was silently shocked, and his eyes lost their divine light.

The waiter who was packing the tea cup replied without raising his head because of the shouting:

"Old man Gao, don't think about it. The shopkeeper saw that you had left a piece of land for you to make you happy. Now the shopkeeper doesn't even care about his own family affairs. You should ask for good luck. The rest of the food in the shop was not nodded by the shopkeeper himself, so how dare you give it to you evenly."

The waiter sighed and responded, but he did not immediately ask for a plea as usual when he heard the storyteller.

He felt a little strange and turned his head to look at it, but saw Old Man Gao smile:

"That's right, thank you, I'll think of other ways."

Although it was strange that Old Man Gao was not as stubborn as before, it was expected that he would stop lingering after being rejected again and again. The waiter said, and looked at Old Man Gao who was telling the storyteller and walked out of the store.

With his back to the waiter, Old Man Gao, or Yao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and muttered in a low voice:
Chapter completed!