Chapter 534 - 365: Old Days (Part 1)
"Have you noticed that the mosquitoes here are much larger than their counterparts in the Dark Zone of the Northern Wilderness?" Six Fingers dragged back the large mosquito that Malin had shot and killed, and the elf named Goldenleaf knelt beside the mosquito, taking out her dissection tools to cut open the mosquito’s abdomen, "There’s fresh blood, likely from the zombies."
"Apart from us, there aren’t any other living people here," Gold Ingots turned his head and said.
"Dwarf, on account of our similar statures, don’t speak so loudly. Do you want to let every monster in the building know there are guests?" the Half-human Six Fingers complained.
Leaning against the wall, Malin listened to the distant corridors and confidently confirmed that there wasn’t anything: "What do you usually see in the Dark Zone?" he asked Gold Ingots.
"Bloodsucking mosquitoes, zombies, all sorts of mutated beasts, but no Spirits. These creatures are quite cunning and rarely fall to mutation," Gold Ingots explained in a low voice.
"Is this your first time entering the Dark Zone, Mr. Malin?" Six Fingers asked.
"Yes, my first time. Before this, I had only seen these in books, some hadn’t even been mentioned in books..." Saying this, Malin took out the dog tags of Shuen Romne from his pocket — a relic found from the world of Mana.
This Deep Diver must have come to another timeline by accident, either due to disease or being crushed by despair.
"Does anyone recognize Shuen Romne?" Malin asked.
At least seven pairs of eyes turned toward Malin.
An elf girl raised her hand, "I do, he was a very famous Think Tank Curator in the Holy Kingdom, he disappeared twenty years ago. How do you know his name?"