Wen Wen spread out his senses, but still couldn’t track everyone’s presence, so he entered the Sanctuary and followed his connection with Tao Qingqing to see their location.
"Where is this... I just left the team for less than a day, how did they end up here?"
Wen Wen’s eyes went a bit blank, not quite understanding the situation.
But now it seemed that if he didn’t want to fall behind, he could only follow the connection to find them, so he sent a message to Tao Qingqing, asking her to go to a secluded place, and he would teleport there using the connection.
At that moment, there was a verbal dispute happening at Tao Qingqing’s location. She confirmed that she wouldn’t be left behind temporarily before quietly exiting the team.
It’s not her fault for being so cautious; it’s because the directionally challenged Sifumo’s destructiveness is truly too great. No one could have predicted which direction he would lead the team.
Their next destination was supposed to be the Polar Pavilion of Shangdu City, to get up close with polar bears, penguins, belugas, and other polar animals.
However, taking the bus would take two hours, and Sifumo thought it was a waste of time, so he found the scruffy uncle in the team.
This uncle wore tattered clothes, his long hair knotted everywhere like an African’s braids. Although he didn’t smell bad, the various unidentified stains on him made people keep their distance.
His name and abilities were unknown, but people on the street called him the Wanderer.
In the Ranger circle, the Wanderer’s fame was quite comparable to Master Feng Bei, although he wasn’t as well-liked.
One of the Wanderer’s abilities was to open a space channel, which could go to any place within a radius of five hundred miles.
He usually relied on this ability to make the whole world his home and explore the world.
But the accuracy of this ability had serious issues. When manipulated by the Wanderer himself, the landing location would be completely random.
But if someone provided the coordinates of a known location, this teleportation could reduce the error and appear near the target location.
Sifumo found the Wanderer hoping to provide the coordinates of the Polar Pavilion himself and have the Wanderer teleport everyone to the vicinity of the pavilion, saving two hours of bus travel.
No one objected to this plan; it seemed better than wasting time on the bus.
Unexpectedly, using Sifumo’s target, they were directly teleported to the border between the Capital and the Polar Bear District, establishing Sifumo as a genius in misguidance.
After this incident, everyone completely lost hope in Sifumo’s guiding ability.
For future trips, under no circumstances should they let him lead; this time it was to the border line, what if next time, they ended up at a Secret Organization’s lair?
What they didn’t know was that in the cases Sifumo solved, a small portion were unsolved cases that only got resolved because Sifumo stumbled upon the correct location by getting lost.
Wearing a Little Red Riding Hood cap, Sifumo sat with his head down on a stone in the snow, while travelers took turns criticizing him.
The Wanderer smoked a cigarette, looking up at the sky in solitude. Among all those who provided coordinates, Sifumo’s were the most absurd.
The blue-haired beauty pouted, her unhappiness written all over her face. She just wanted to have fun, why did she encounter such an odd guide?
The sharp-featured, broad-shouldered young man was the only one not blaming Sifumo. Instead, he stared intensely at the Wanderer, thinking that this uncle’s power must be very strong, wondering whether to try challenging him?
Sifumo seemed aggrieved but was secretly observing everyone’s reactions. However, all their actions were normal; none appeared suspicious.
But whether there’s a problem isn’t something easily discernible, the Wanderer always travels, so why did he join this tour group?
The blue-haired beauty is the daughter of Ye Haimo, the president of the Capital Hunter Association. Ye Haimo knew about Sifumo’s actions this time, so why did he let his daughter get involved?
The sharp-featured, broad-shouldered person is named Li Natuo, a famous combat fanatic; fighting is his best way to relax.
The biggest issue is the whereabouts of the missing Wen Wen...
No matter the case, Sifumo must find the Cup of Divine Blood’s whereabouts. Before that, he cannot abandon his job as a guide.
He rubbed his brow, stood up, and looked down the mountain, his eyes brightening.
"Everyone, look down there; isn’t the scenery below much more beautiful than the Polar Pavilion? If not for me, how could you find such a view?"
Below the mountain lay a plum blossom-shaped lake with five petal centers, each with a small island. Nearby was a tiny fishing village, surrounded by exotic flowers and fragrant birds...
This natural scene was indeed far better than ordinary sceneries, so everyone temporarily ceased their critique of Sifumo and, led by him, walked toward this scenic area.
Although they had taken some detours, they eventually reached the outskirts of the fishing village.
As they prepared to walk in, a heap of hot feces flew straight toward Sifumo’s face.
Sifumo didn’t see clearly what it was and set up some barriers in front, but this thing shattered them, scattering debris everywhere...
Travelers screamed all around, but fortunately, they were all superpower users, so they weren’t hit by it.
Miao Xinyi lost her color, realizing this is the Hunters Association’s tour group, certainly not the same style as normal tourism.
Sifumo’s face turned grim as he shouted toward the village, "Who threw that? Show yourself!"
His voice gradually deepened, reverberating throughout the village; if the villagers didn’t appear, he couldn’t guarantee what he might do.
Soon after, the entire small fishing village became lively, as a group of people with varying expressions all came out.
These people had different appearances: some were long and thin with waists like water snakes, some had yellow hair and eyebrows with sharp monkey-like features, some were snow-white and wore straw capes, and some had crafty rodent-like eyes, while others had handsome demeanors.
Just from their appearance, they could be divided into five groups; in fact, that’s true: the five petal-shaped lakes each belonged to these five small tribes.
After these people appeared, Sifumo raised an eyebrow; none of them were human—they had stumbled upon a monster gathering place.
All the monsters stared directly at the travelers, making Miao Xinyi’s scalp tingle, and a few less powerful superpower users felt unsteady.
The monsters present were not strong, but with so many of them, the travel group alone might not be able to intimidate them.
But Sifumo did not back down; instead, he showed a cruel grin and his body suddenly swelled, transforming into a massive spider several meters tall.
"I’ll ask once more, who threw that?"