Early morning in the town of Forovdo.

An atmosphere of fear and tension from plagues and monsters still envelopes this wealthy town.

There are few people on the street and footsteps are in a hurry.

Geralt took Gordon and Sheena on horseback and strode towards the city gate.

The guards at the gate of the city inspected the people coming and going more strictly.

Just like when they arrived yesterday, the three of them left Forovdo Town without encountering almost any obstruction and headed straight towards the nearest village of Basai.

In the autumn morning, the sun is warm and cold.

"The town of Forovdo is about half a day's journey from the village of Basai, the closest place to the plague."

"If nothing happens, we should be able to arrive at Basai Village at noon."

The three of them rode horses and ran quickly in the wilderness. Geralt took off the water bag from his waist, took a big gulp, wiped the water stains around his mouth and said.

"Such a big thing has happened in Forovdo, and there are obviously many commissioned tasks. How come we haven't met any other demon hunters now?"

At this time, Gordon suddenly asked a rather newbie question.

"Gordon, you have to know that there are far fewer demon hunters now than before."

"And we all like to be solitary. It's not surprising if we don't meet each other. Even if we do meet, we won't have anything to talk to..."

"Should we talk about who killed more monsters...or what new products are available in the brothel somewhere...or which guy got carried away and did something he shouldn't have done...that would be too boring.

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"As for Forovdo Town now, we are definitely not the only active demon hunters."

"Besides, we've only been here for a while, you just have to wait and see..."

Geralt shook his head and smiled, clamping his legs together, and the horse under him immediately accelerated and galloped forward.

Gordon knew his question was a bit stupid and didn't care.

Since I am a newbie, it is not strange at all to ask newbie questions.

"drive..."

Gordon clamped the horse under him with his legs, and the horse immediately understood and accelerated and galloped forward to catch up.

When the light cluster in the sky climbs directly overhead, the sunlight begins to become warmer.

In the distance, a village hidden among sparse trees began to appear in front of the three of them.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

The sound of leader Geralt's horse's hooves quickly slowed down.

Gordon and Sheena also immediately slowed down.

"That's it, it should be Basai Village..."

Geralt narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the village in the distance before speaking.

Gordon looked carefully and found that the village in the distance was indeed different from the villages of Lava and Hokkader he had seen before.

Even though the autumn sun is shining brightly now, the village in front of us seems to be shrouded in a gray hazy mist.

Just looking from a distance, one can feel that the gray mist is full of ominousness and death.

Gordon knew that the gray mist was the so-called miasma.

This ominous gas will appear in places where plague is spreading and disease and death are widespread.

"Teacher, is the gray mist covering the village miasma?"

At this time, Xina suddenly asked.

"Yes, it won't take long for ordinary people to start feeling sick and contract diseases just by staying in the miasma."

"This is a very ominous gas."

"The miasma in Basai Village is so terrifying now, I'm afraid it has already turned into a dead village..."

"Under such an environment, it is almost natural for corpses to mutate. No matter how many corpses there are, there will not be enough."

"We can make enough money this time..."

"Let's go. Find a place to tie the horse first. Horses can't withstand the invasion of those miasma either."

Geralt said as he pulled the reins and rode the horse forward.

Gordon and Sheena followed, and it didn't take long for the three of them to find a suitable place to tie their horses under a tree covered with thorns and sufficiently secluded.

Three horses are expensive.

Although there are almost no people who dare to come here to steal horses.

However, it is not normal for someone to encounter an ownerless horse in the wild and have it taken away.

After tying up the horse, Gordon followed Geralt and quickly arrived at the edge of Basset Village.

The trees here are dead and there is almost no green at all.

The corpses of various dead insects, rats, snakes and other small creatures can be seen everywhere. They are so rotten and smelly that nothing else dares to eat them.

This village and its surroundings have completely turned into a dead zone.

"We're here first. Drink the bottle of "Ogre Physique" you bought from Wizard Frog before."

"Yes, it's that bottle of red stuff..."

Seeing Xina take out several bottles of magic potion, Geralt pointed at the blood-red vial and said.

"Although our bodies are indeed stronger than ordinary people, we still cannot withstand the miasma for a long time."

"That thing can keep you safe even if you stay in the miasma for a long time..."

Watching Geralt and Sheena drink the potion from the red vials in their hands.

Gordon looked at the red vial in his hand and hesitated.

Last night, he was introduced to the wizard Frog and bought three bottles of potions commonly used by witchers.

Xina bought almost the same thing as him, but he didn't know what Geralt bought.

The reason Gordon bought the potion was because he was currently playing the role of a witcher who had just graduated from the witcher academy.

Not taking the potion once or twice is not strange, but not taking the potion every time is unjustifiable.

Second, through chatting with Geralt, Gordon learned that the effect of potions is roughly used to temporarily enhance the strength of demon hunters, which is somewhat similar to stimulants on earth.

However, because many of the formulas for potions need to be mixed with monster body tissues, the properties of the medicine are too overbearing.

The average person's body constitution simply cannot bear it.

Only demon hunters who have undergone the magic potion trial and whose bodies have mutated can endure it.

This is also the reason why only demon hunters dare to drink magic potions.

After Gordon learned the details of the potion, he thought that although he had not experienced the trials of a demon hunter in this world.

But he has the enhancement of the Apocalypse Monitor system, and the effect is similar to that of the Demon Hunter Trial.

Now his physical strength, strength and spirit have far surpassed that of ordinary people, and he should be able to withstand taking the magic potion.

This made Gordon want to give it a try and bought some of the most common potions commonly used by demon hunters.

"Gorton, what are you still dawdling about?"

"Do you think your body can resist the miasma for a long time?"

At this time, sensing Gordon's hesitation, Geralt asked.

"Of course not..."

With the arrow on the string, Gordon opened the cap of the red potion "Ogre Physique".

"I just suddenly thought of...something else!"

Gordon said casually, imitating Geralt's posture when drinking potion, and poured the potion in his hand into his mouth.

"Spicy, bitter, smelly, sour, sweet..."

In an instant, all kinds of extremely spicy flavors exploded in your mouth.

This was simply a more pungent smell than canned barbecued herring, and it made Gordon's face instantly colorful.

It's just that he still remembers where he is and who he is with.

He endured the extremely disgusting strong taste and swallowed the potion forcefully.

At this time, he finally understood why Geralt looked constipated and in pain every time he drank the potion.

Because he is sure that no one in this world will like this thing, absolutely not!

"call..."

After suffocating the "Ogre Physique" in one gulp, Gordon let out a long breath.
To be continued...