Kevin erupted in anger, shouting that he wanted to kill Enzo.

Hearing this, Gorn could no longer tolerate Kevin’s foolishness. He retorted furiously, “Kevin, shut your mouth! If it weren’t for your offense against Priest Enzo, we wouldn’t be in this mess! It’s your blind arrogance that has led us to return empty-handed!”

As one of the managers of the Thorn Bush Tribe, Gorn didn’t care about Kevin’s status.

Even in front of Chief Linda, he dared to reprimand Kevin, despite Kevin being Linda’s only descendant.

However, this only further enraged Kevin.

He glared at Gorn and directly insulted him, “Gorn, you coward, I see you’ve been scared witless! What’s there to fear from a bunch of jungle monkeys! You’ve been protecting the Crimson Star Tribe at every turn. I bet you’ve already secretly sided with them, a spy sent by the Crimson Star Tribe to Plata Plain!”

Accused in such a manner, Gorn’s face turned pale with anger.

Normally mild-tempered and not accustomed to cursing, he struggled to find words to retort. Instead, he turned away coldly and said, “When we return to the tribe, I will report everything truthfully to Chief Linda.”

The others accompanying them showed varying expressions.

They were followers, representatives of other tribes, but held little real authority. In Plata Plain, where strength was revered, Thorn Bush Tribe was formidable, especially in the outer fringes, although a few tribes deep in the plain were more powerful.

Unbeknownst to Gorn and his group, Enzo witnessed the entire scene.

From the ritual square, he withdrew his gaze with a smile playing on his lips, muttering to himself, “Interesting, a quarrel has erupted. This might be useful.”

Enzo began to formulate a plan in his mind.

Continuing, he once again tapped into the power of the scepter of the barren mountain.

This time, he focused on another solitary point of light, situated at the junction of Plata Plain and Qaidam Lake, quite distant from the jungle, and the furthest distance Enzo had attempted to sense.

Fortunately, he succeeded.

…

Qaidam Lake, on the outskirts, within a cave.

Dilly was soaking in a hot spring, enjoying the blissful bath. Her clothes lay discarded nearby, and the cave entrance was blocked by a wooden door, keeping out the cold air and maintaining a warm atmosphere inside the cave.

However, Dilly’s expression was discontented.

Unable to contain herself, she cursed, “Damn Enzo, it’s all because of you that I couldn’t bring back those spoils! And daring to slander Lord Logan! Hmph, once Lord Logan’s Potion is perfected, next time we meet, I’ll make sure to give you a proper lesson and bring you to Lord Logan to apologize!”

After a few curses, Dilly’s mood improved somewhat.

But suddenly, the voice she detested rang in her ears, mocking and disdainful, “Oh, you want to teach me a lesson and make me apologize, Dilly? Do you have what it takes?”

Dilly immediately stood up, looking around, and shouted, “Who?”

At that moment, Dilly was completely naked, water droplets cascading down her skin, running over her not particularly large breasts, down her slender abdomen, and sliding into the hot spring.

Nice figure, just not large enough.

Enzo thought to himself, conjuring an illusion behind Dilly using the scepter of the barren mountain, reaching out to lightly embrace Dilly’s slender waist, and casually rubbing her not particularly large breasts, smiling as he asked, “Are you looking for me?”

Dilly immediately turned around, gritting her teeth, “Enzo!”

She was extremely wary, eyes fixed on Enzo, demanding, “How did you get here?”

Enzo didn’t answer that question.

He simply chuckled and said, “That’s not important right now. Besides, I’m not here to take you back this time, just to have a little chat. Of course, we can do other things too.”

Enzo’s gaze swept back and forth over Dilly, making her very uncomfortable.

Dilly earned the title of “Catcloak” within the exile organization, a testament to her own abilities. Consequently, no one dared to scrutinize her with such eyes within the organization.

Enzo was the first!

Thinking this, Dilly exclaimed angrily, “If you keep looking at me like that, I’ll gouge your eyeballs out!”

Enzo paid no attention and glanced around the cave.

Inside were several rudimentary pieces of furniture, a heap of bones on one side, and some broken slates with carved writings.

He casually pulled over a chair and sat down.

As he watched Dilly put on her clothes, he paid no mind to the murderous look she threw at him, until Dilly spoke up, “Enzo, state your purpose.”

Enzo smiled and replied earnestly, “I really just came to see you.”

That was Enzo’s honest thought.

He didn’t have much desire to get involved with the exile organization; partly because the Crimson Star Tribe had plenty going on currently, and partly because he wasn’t familiar with the exile organization. Approaching them hastily could lead to unforeseen consequences.

Of course, it would be great to hear it straight from Dilly’s mouth.

Clearly skeptical of Enzo’s words, in the blink of an eye after dressing, she swiftly vanished from sight, only to reappear next to Enzo, now holding an iron dagger in her hand.She mercilessly thrust into Enzo’s chest, while shouting loudly, ‘Die for me!’

The dagger pierced smoothly without any obstruction.

Dilly realized something was wrong.

Because after the dagger pierced, there was no blood flowing out of Enzo’s chest.

Even more alarming, due to inertia, her hand also effortlessly entered Enzo’s chest. The sensation was like a flesh-pulsating discharge jellyfish from Qaidam Lake, completely unlike normal human muscles.

Dilly immediately shouted, “You’re not human!”

Enzo froze, exhaling heavily.

In a sense, his current body was constructed through the scepter of the barren mountain, utilizing his totemic power, merely a manifestation of energy rather than a living person.

Dilly wasn’t wrong.

But it sounded incredibly bizarre.

Moreover, at this moment, Dilly was completely focused on Enzo. He could sense the softness of the girl’s body and the flatness of her chest, which made Enzo feel a little moved. Although he couldn’t fight with a real gun, he could still teach this ignorant girl a lesson and achieve it.

Enzo reached out and plunged directly into Dilly’s clothes.

Dilly let out a scream, “Stop it!”

But soon her scream became weak, her eyes filled with anger, but also with grievance and anger. She stared at Enzo and weakly threatened, “If you don’t stop, I’ll bite you!”

Enzo stopped and complained, “Hmm, I can only touch your ribs, they’re too small.”

Upon hearing this, Dilly became even more furious. She lunged towards Enzo’s arm and tried to bite, but it had no effect.

Enzo’s body was constructed with the power of a life totem, allowing him to transform as long as his power wasn’t depleted, so Dilly’s attack missed its mark.

This time, she tasted the bitterness of being toyed with.

She glared angrily at Enzo and said through gritted teeth, “I will make you pay for this!”

Enzo shrugged off her threat, smiling, “Is that so? I look forward to it.”

With that, he walked up to Dilly, gently lifted her chin with his hand, and to Dilly’s incredulous gaze, leaned down to taste her rosy lips. Pulling back, he smirked, “Feels nice. I quite like it.”

Dilly was left speechless with anger, trembling all over.

But Enzo paid her no more attention, heading towards the cave entrance.

He pushed open the door and stepped outside.

Before him lay a vast blue lake, shimmering under the evening sun.

Hundreds of islands of varying sizes dotted the lake, surrounded by some rafts and fish leisurely swimming in the water, seemingly unaffected by the winter chill.

This was the general view of Qaidam Lake.

Enzo admired the scene briefly before slowly dissipating, his consciousness returning to the Crimson Star Tribe.

Meanwhile, Dilly, her eyes slightly red, sat on the chair where Enzo had been seated, lost in thought.

Suddenly, she pulled open her clothes and glanced towards her chest, muttering to herself, “Is it really that small?”

…

On the other side.

At the Crimson Star Tribe camp, in the Adventurer’s Association hall.

Priest Lucy had just finished handling affairs for several adventurers when she saw Jessica and Amy entering together, carrying a bundle of bamboo slips.

Another mission had arrived.

Priest Lucy sighed, but she didn’t show any signs of impatience.

In fact, she enjoyed this kind of work.

In the Venom Tribe, shrouded in swampy mists and surrounded by abundant resources, many Venom Tribe members had no pressing need to work for a living.

As a result, most of them lived idle lives, which led to a sense of complacency.

Now, it seemed the tribe members had found a purpose in life, which greatly pleased Priest Lucy.

“Grandma Lucy!” Jessica exclaimed as they arrived.

Amy also looked at Priest Lucy and smiled, saying, “Priest Lucy, these are the new tasks that need to be assigned, personally approved by Lord Enzo.”

Priest Lucy took the tasks and glanced at them, but she looked puzzled.

Amy had brought three new tasks: The first, gather information from various tribes in Plata Plain; The second, establish a camp. The last, Collect tree bark and plant fibers.

She could roughly understand the first two tasks.

However, what was the purpose of the third one?

Priest Lucy looked at Amy, expressing her confusion, and Amy shook her head, saying, “I’m not entirely sure either, but Lord Enzo mentioned it could be used to make paper.”

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