There has been no news of any trouble in the Worm Plains in the past two years. Although Frick recently reported changes in the plains, his hard work was obviously not the result of accumulation in a short period of time.
"Sit down." Frick, dressed in casual clothes, met the three people in a spacious bedroom.
This should be where he has been living recently. Hitzfeld noticed a half-disassembled power armor placed in the corner of the room.
"I got the news... Honestly, I was a little surprised because I didn't expect you guys to come..." He sat directly on the mattress, put his hands on his legs and stretched his arms, "I asked Pike to go find you guys, and it seems like he's been lazy again... So you want me to arrange a place for you to stay?"
"More than that." Hitzfeld motioned to Darent to take out a letter and hand it to Frick. "This is the secret order from His Majesty. Take a look first."
Frick read the letter very quickly, raised his head and squinted his eyes: "...Is it about the seven-eyed slate?"
"Not bad." The girl nodded. "By the way, you can also help me figure out what the aesthesia is."
"Don't mention it." Frick held his head with his right hand. "I've never seen such a disgusting curse... It doesn't kill people, it just makes people lose their senses."
"Feeling? More than just smell?"
"Of course there are more than that... Some have their sense of smell reversed, some suddenly become blind and deaf, and the most serious ones have lost their sense of touch. This is the most troublesome. They can't even walk, and they need someone to help them with their urination and defecation."
“Is the situation serious right now?”
"It's not serious... Wengsayin has the most infected people, but there are only about 100. The number of infected people decreases as we go further back. Smail and I were just discussing whether or not to set up a quarantine line."
"Who is Smail?" asked Darent.
"The Flint Knight on duty is of the Gold Rank like me. He has been here for twenty-two years. This is his territory."
"Since the number of people cursed is small, how can you be sure that it can be 'contagious'?" Xia Yibing asked him.
"I'm not sure!" Frick shouted, "But the number of people has been steadily increasing, and we can't find any connection with the cursed unlucky people! So we have to follow the contingency plan for infectious diseases first!"
The insect nest is brewing a wave of offensive that may be the most fierce in the past decade. As a gold-level, he has to watch over the patrol team and deal with these trivial matters. He has not had a good rest for a week.
"Anyway, I'll find you a place to live first." Frick stood up and walked to the table, took out a piece of paper and began to write a letter.
"I'll have Pike deliver this letter to Smail and the others when he gets back. We need to let them know who you are, so that no disgusting incidents can happen again."
"As for aesthesia...it's going to be very troublesome to investigate." He glanced at Hitzfeld, "It will take a long time just to collect the personal information of each patient. If you're in a hurry to find the slate, I suggest you don't get involved."
"What if I had apsinia?" Hitzfeld said.
"Oh!" Frick opened his mouth, his face full of surprise.
"But aren't you the Devourer?"
Although the Devourers were all short-lived, as far as he knew, they were very resistant to various curses.
"There was an accident." Hitzfeld smiled bitterly, "If you want to know what happened next, I can explain it in detail."
"Then you have to wait a few more days and observe... Are you fully recovered now?"
"Healed."
"A lot of people will come to you to find out what's going on." Frick also smiled bitterly, "Because there haven't been any cured cases here! They will definitely want to know what's going on with you."
“That’s disappointing for them.”
"They will be disappointed... The case of the Devourer is different after all."
Frick folded the letter and stuffed it into the empty envelope, then scooped up some candle oil to seal it, while continuing to ask them, "So you are definitely not in a hurry to enter the plains?"
"Is that so..." Hitzfeld shrugged, somewhat helpless.
If possible, she is actually very anxious.
On the eighth day on the airship, she finished the second to last dose of inhibitory medicine. Although she still had the last dose on hand, it was for the return journey.
If she can't resolve these two issues within 15 days, according to Prins, she'll continue to miss medication cycles and future medications won't be as effective.
"Then you can actually..." Frick frowned slightly.
"Can what?"
"You can go out with Hughes' caravan."
"Caravan? Are there caravans heading to the plains?"
"Of course, do you know how many good things are buried in the red soil?" Frick raised his eyebrows, "Armor, swords, jewelry, and many rare mineral veins! Even just digging up some red soil can sell for money."
"How can red soil be sold for money?" Darent was very surprised.
"Ah... seems to be those sculptors? Or some people are willing to pay a lot of money to buy it... It seems that the properties of the clay are different and more suitable for shaping. I don't understand."
"How many people are there in the caravan?" Hitzfeld asked him.
"About 40 people! You guys are lucky to have come here this time. There is also an archaeological team and a filming team traveling with them..."
"The filming team... is responsible for taking pictures?"
“No, it’s a video.”
"Video?"
"Video."
Hitzfeld seemed to be lost in thought, while Xia Yibing and Darent were stunned by what they heard.
"Don't look at me, I don't know either." Frick had never laughed so helplessly.
"It's a new technology? It can make the photos move... That lunatic said it's 'movie technology' and he wants to make an adventure story... I don't care about it anyway. They don't have many people, but they pay a lot. There are only seven or eight people in total, but they will be equipped with more defense forces. You'd better come with them."
"Are you going too?"
"I wasn't on the list originally, but if you guys are taking this trip, I'll tag along."
dong dong dong-
A knock on the door.
Frick nodded to them apologetically, walked to the door and opened it, and saw a man about 180 cm tall and a little fat standing at the door.
"You are……"
"I'm sorry to interrupt your rest Mr. Flick."
Before he could finish, the man grabbed his hand and shook it hard.
"I'm Kak! Kak-Vincent! I think Mr. Smail has told you about me... I'm the inventor of the new film!"
"So you're here..."
"Casting - Sir, I need to choose a suitable male lead! Please give me the privilege, I want to hold an audition throughout Onsaiin!"
Chapter 20 An Accidental Success
Their conversation was quite noisy, and the room was not very big, so Hitzfeld could hear it clearly.
She couldn't help but count the days in her mind, and it felt like it was about time... there was enough soil to nurture a movie.
She didn't know much about the details, new films and developing technology, but cameras were already very popular in Sara. If she didn't require high quality images, but just wanted them to be "watchable", then this was not too early.
Thinking of this, Hitzfeld winked at Darent.
Darent was stunned, pointed at the door and then at himself.
Hitzfeld nodded vigorously.
Darent had a strange smile on his face. He stood up and walked to the door. Under the surprised gaze of Frick and the movie inventor, he grabbed the latter's hand and said, "Hello, Kak, what do you think of me? Can I be qualified to be the damn protagonist?"
Xia Yibing shook her head vigorously, then turned to look at Hitzfeld.
"..." Hitzfeld held his head in his hands, looking incredulous: "I just asked him to bring the person in for questioning!"
I didn't expect to be misunderstood like this?
How could he be so shameless?
They were shocked here, but at the door, Kak Vincent began to look at Darent carefully.
If coming here to visit Flick is considered an action that a normal person can do, then shaking hands with him without waiting for his consent and asking for power is definitely far beyond this limit.
Just from this meeting, we can tell that he is actually a crazy person. He is the kind of guy who can do anything for his career, and he has completely given up in order to make the first movie in the history of Sara.
So after being suddenly offended by Darent, he was not angry at all. He didn't even ask who he was, but directly began to consider whether his request was reliable.
This man... well, he's a little too thin.
This makes his face very recognizable, which is good. Even if Kak initially wanted to find a protagonist who was "good at fighting and handsome", it must be admitted that he usually can't hire such a person.
However, it is very dangerous to enter the plains to shoot a film. If he has to make a choice, Kak will choose to sacrifice "handsomeness" and find a face that is recognizable enough and photogenic.
At first glance, it cannot be said that Darent meets the requirements. It can only be said that he is basically qualified, just barely.
Mainly because I'm too thin.
Although it is always better to be thinner if you want to be photogenic... because the face in actual photos always looks fat... but with such a thin body, can you really keep up with the team for the photo shoot?
"How strong are you?" Kak thought for a moment and asked a question.
Darent glanced at Frick, then opened the door under everyone's puzzled gaze and took out a horseshoe from behind the door.
"You..." Frick opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he saw Darent pick up the second horseshoe and put it together with the first one.
Then he exerted force and straightened them in front of them.
"Oh!" Kak's eyes sparkled.
Darent's performance was not over yet - he twisted his wrist again, and there was a sound of metal creaking, and the two straightened horseshoes were twisted into a knot by him.
"Great!" Kak immediately came up and grabbed his hand, "Great... Really great! What's your name? We're going to start studying the script tonight. Is it convenient for you to come and stay with us?"
It looks like they don't even plan to hold an audition, and they just confirmed that Darent will be the winner!
Hitzfeld couldn't stand it any longer. In order to prevent her partner from being abducted, she had to step forward and said, "Hello, Mr. Vincent. I'm Aisuen Hitzfeld, and this is Maps Darent, my detective assistant."
"?" Darent was pushed aside by her, his brows furrowed and a puzzled expression appeared on his face.
"Ah! You are detectives..." Kak's expression froze a little.
“Yes, so it might not be very convenient…”
"No, I think it's just right." Just then Frick spoke.
Everyone else was staring at him, so he took the opportunity to introduce: "Kake is the one I just mentioned... um..."
"director."
"Director! Yes... Director... Anyway, his filming team and the archaeological team are all with the caravan. Because there are more people than in previous teams, we will send some additional guards to accompany them. If Hitzfeld and the others plan to go to the plains..."
"You guys want to go into the red clay too?" Kak was excited and clapped his hands vigorously: "What's the inconvenience? Isn't this perfect?"
He immediately turned to Darent and continued to extend his hand: "Does this gentleman have any comments?"
"I totally agree." Darent shook his hand enthusiastically. "The protagonist of the movie... sounds very interesting!"
It's a mess... It's a complete mess...
Even though Hitzfeld was a little dizzy, she thought about it carefully and decided that it was indeed the best choice to follow what Frick said and set off with this team.
If you don't follow and walk alone, the defensive power you get will probably be even less.
This is a high probability. After all, the hive riot is imminent, and since many people have been sent to protect the caravan, it is impossible for Weng Saiyin to send too many forces to protect them.
And Frick will also come. Not only is he at the Gold Level, but more importantly, he is an acquaintance.
There is no better choice than this.
When the time comes, let Darent take some time to shoot a few shots. I think it probably won't be a problem.
What else could she do... Didn't she see that Darent was already looking at her eagerly?
"I just have one question." She looked at Frick, "Since the Hive has changed, is it too dangerous to go into the Red Earth at this time?"
"Normally they're not dangerous," Fricke explained, "because every time those things attack us it's during the rainy season... they like wet ground, and the rainy season in Onsain isn't until at least next month."
It turned out to be the case.
Hitzfeld understood.
Some areas encounter the rainy season as soon as summer begins, but Wengsay is located in the far northwest, where the terrain is dry and the rainy season always comes later.
"…I have no objection."
She could only say this, and then looked at Kak: "But I have to make it clear in advance that we entered the red soil for an important mission. If we have to make a choice, he may not be able to go with you..."
"No problem at all!" Kak was still very excited. "I know what you mean, Miss Detective. In that case, the team must be in danger. At that time, we might all run for our lives. Of course, we won't be able to take care of filming anymore!"
