Lin Feng shook his head: "Too many people will make us more likely to be exposed. Shadow Snake has stealth abilities, and I can hide my presence, so we're best suited for reconnaissance.
You guys stand by for now; we'll wait until we've scouted the situation."
Zhao Hu was a bit reluctant but nodded: "Understood."
Lin Feng stood up, his gaze sweeping over everyone:
"Go back and prepare. Shadow Snake and I will head out in an hour."
Everyone stood up, bowed, and filed out one by one.
Tie Dun reached the door, turned back, and grinned: "Lord, you must make sure a second-class book drops!"
Lin Feng scolded with a smile: "Get out of here!"
Tie Dun chuckled and ran off.
The Council Hall beca quiet once again.
Lin Feng walked to the window and looked north.
Sixty li away, the Yellow Turban Army stronghold.
A Level 29 Rare Boss, Level 20 elites, and an organized Nightmare Legion.
And the possible existence of—a General's second-class Class Change Book.
A slow smile curled at the corners of his mouth.
Just wait for .
...
An hour later, Lin Feng left the Council Hall.
He wasn't in a hurry to travel; instead, he strolled leisurely along the main street toward the north gate.
The street scenes along the way were as lively as ever, with the clanging of the blacksmith shop and the bustling noise of the taverns.
Street vendors shouted their wares, and groups of working Awakened wandered about.
So recognized him and hurried to bow. Lin Feng nodded slightly, his footsteps never stopping.
As he walked, he silently calculated in his mind.
The Eye of Probability had thirteen days until it refreshed.
This reconnaissance was only to scout from a distance without alerting the enemy. He needed to find out which monster had a chance to drop the second-class Class Change Book he needed, and then he would co back to claim it once the refresh happened.
Thirteen days was just enough ti to prepare.
As he thought, he reached the north gate.
At the city gate, a spectral figure stood quietly in the shadows.
Shadow Snake had changed into her newly acquired equipnt.
shadow headband, shadow scale leather armor, shadowy belt, shadow walk boots, and the purple shadow moon blade tucked into her waist.
Standing there, her presence was even more elusive than before; if one didn't look intentionally, it was almost impossible to notice her existence.
Lin Feng walked up to her, looked her up and down, and smiled: "Does the equipnt fit well?"
Shadow Snake nodded slightly without speaking, but a very faint look of satisfaction flashed in her eyes.
Lin Feng didn't say much either and looked toward the north.
"Let's go."
The two stepped forward simultaneously, their figures like the wind, vanishing into the northern wilderness.
...
Sixty li, if both of them sprinted at full speed, would take no more than twenty minutes.
But Shadow Snake's constitution was limited; she couldn't maintain her maximum speed for long. Her stamina was only enough for a ten-minute full burst.
So they tacitly adjusted their pace: first sprinting at a high speed of twenty-five ters per second for five minutes, covering fifteen li in the blink of an eye;
Then, their speed dropped sharply to four ters per second, continuing forward in this low-stamina-consumption manner.
Along the way, the two maintained a tacit silence, with only the sound of the wind whistling in their ears.
Shadow Snake always followed behind Lin Feng's side like a true shadow.
Her footsteps were light and silent, moving through the wilderness like a phantom, even appearing a bit more composed than Lin Feng.
The special effect of the 【shadow walk boots】 made her move even faster in shaded areas, and this wilderness was full of shadows cast by low shrubs and rocks.
Lin Feng wasn't slow either; although he didn't have Shadow Snake's ability to blend into shadows, his raw speed was already astonishing.
Nearly an hour and a half later, the two stopped at the sa ti.
Ahead, the scene changed abruptly.
The wilderness seed to be sliced apart here by an invisible boundary. On this side of the boundary were normal withered grass and shrubs; on the other side... was an area shrouded in gray mist.
In the mist, the outline of a crude camp could be faintly seen. The camp was built of rough timber, with low walls and slanted watchtowers, but it was not small, covering hundreds of acres.
Around the camp, countless figures wandered in dense numbers.
Those figures wore tattered coarse cloth clothes, with yellow cloths wrapped around their heads, holding various weapons.
There were spears, simple sabers, hoes, and even wooden sticks.
They wandered aimlessly, their formations scattered, but their numbers were staggering.
Yellow Turban Army.
Lin Feng crouched behind a giant rock, his gaze sweeping over those figures. Shadow Snake had already hidden in the nearby shadows, her presence completely gone.
With a thought, a data panel appeared in his eyes that only he could see.
【Yellow Turban Army (Normal)】
Level: Lv10
Type: Nightmare Soldier (Undead)
Possible Drops: Ordinary Yellow Turban (100%), Ordinary Greatsword (50%), Junior Class Change Book · Warrior (0.01%)...
Lin Feng's gaze swept over them, and he shook his head slightly.
Nothing he wanted.
His gaze moved past those Ordinary Yellow Turban Army soldiers and landed on those more robust figures.
Those figures were a head taller than the Ordinary Yellow Turban Army, with knotted muscles, holding huge wooden clubs or iron hamrs.
They wore simple leather armor, and the yellow turbans on their heads were also brighter.
【Yellow Turban Strongman】
Level: Lv15
Type: Nightmare Soldier (Undead)
Possible Drops: Yellow Turban Strongman Belt (5%), Yellow Turban Strongman Leggings (5%), Junior Class Change Book · Warrior (0.1%), Junior Class Change Book · Berserker (0.01%)...
Still nothing.
Lin Feng withdrew his gaze and looked at the shadows beside him.
"Shadow Snake." He whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Go check the outskirts to see if there are any other elite monsters. Be careful not to alert them."
The shadows rippled slightly and then returned to calm.
Shadow Snake had already left.
Lin Feng crouched behind the giant rock, waiting quietly.
Around him, those Yellow Turban Army soldiers continued to wander aimlessly, and occasionally a patrol would pass by, but none discovered his presence.
About five minutes later, a spectral figure appeared silently beside him.
"To the east." Shadow Snake's voice was extrely low, "There's an elite monster, Level 20."
Lin Feng's eyes lit up.
"Lead the way."
The two silently bypassed the patrol and headed east.
About two li later, a stretch of low hills appeared ahead. Among the hills, a tall figure was wandering alone.
It was a giant of a man over two ters tall, wearing half-body iron armor, a yellow turban wrapped around his head, and holding a massive battle-axe.
His muscles bulged like rocks, his face bore hideous scars, and his eyes glowed with a dark red, ferocious light.
Lin Feng crouched behind a rock a hundred ters away, held his breath, and activated the Eye of Probability.
The data panel appeared before his eyes.
【Yellow Turban Fierce Soldier (Elite)】
Level: Lv20
Type: Nightmare Elite (Undead)
Possible Drops: Yellow Turban Fierce Soldier Battle-axe (2%), Yellow Turban Fierce Soldier Armor (2%), Junior Class Change Book · Warrior (20%), Junior Class Change Book · Berserker (0.1%), Interdiate Class Change Book · General (0.0001%)...
Lin Feng's pupils contracted sharply.
Interdiate Class Change Book · General!
A one-in-a-million chance!
It's him!
He stared fixedly at that line of text, his heart rate accelerating slightly. But then, he took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
Found it.
It's on this Level 20 elite monster.
One in a million... once the Eye of Probability refreshes in thirteen days, it will be his.
He slowly withdrew his gaze and nodded slightly to the shadow beside him.
Retreat.
The two withdrew from the area as silently as they had co, vanishing into the northern wilderness.
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