My Adventure Diary of Reincarnating as a Bad Woman

The man ran over in panic.

"Brother Vic, what's wrong with you!"

"That woman hit me pretty hard," Vic said, holding back the pain. "Don't move. My arms and legs are broken. Go find some brothers from the gang to carry us out. Don't leave in a hurry. Go find the boss and tell him we found the goods he wants."

The man ran away, and Vic crawled forward a few more times. When he was about to get out of the alley, he suddenly thought of Noita's riddle.

"Twelve legs..."

He looked back as if possessed by a mysterious force and saw his companion crawling on his hands and feet.

Eight legs, plus him, makes exactly twelve.

"grass."

Vic cursed again.

Soon, Noita wandered into the Swordfish Tavern, which got its name from its swordfish-shaped sign.

Pushing open the door, music and shouting filled the air. The guests in the tavern were drinking and having fun, using fine wine to buy momentary happiness.

Noita found a man drinking alone in a corner of the lively atmosphere. She sat down opposite the man in a familiar manner, ordered two glasses of beer and pushed them to the man.

The drunken man took the wine glass and asked, "What do you need, sir?"

The man's name is Anjie. He is a drunkard who dares to do any business. He is well-informed and knows many secrets of the city of Serkar.

In his previous life, when Noita went to Serkar to open a small account, his intelligence network spread across half of the Dark Moon Land, and any secret could be bought from him.

Now he has not made a fortune, he is just a peddler selling information.

"I want to know what's going on in this city."

"The question is too broad, and the customer's money is definitely not enough."

"What about the public security situation? Have there been any missing persons cases recently?"

Anjie said: "People go missing in Serkar every day. The guest wants to know what kind of group they are from?"

Noita covered her forehead with her hands. She had forgotten about the poor and pathetic security situation in Serkar. The disappearance of a few people was really not a big deal. No one would pay special attention to it.

She changed the subject and said, "Forget it, tell me about the gangs in East City District."

"okay."

Anjie drank a glass of wine and gave Noita a detailed introduction to the gang composition and business scope of the East City District.

It took a long time to drink the two glasses of beer. When the glasses were empty, Anjie had just finished telling the information.

Noita took note of it and used his fingertips dipped in wine to draw on the wooden table the tattoo on the neck of the robber he had met before, a ferocious tiger face.

"Which gang's logo is this?"

"The Rango Society." Anjie said casually, "The Rango Society is a powerful force in the Rango area. Its main members are local miners. The one in the city is a branch, mainly responsible for smuggling and other things."

Seeing Noita's friendly face, Anjie kindly advised, "The Lango region is one of the important iron ore production bases of the Wingard Chamber of Commerce, and the Lango Chamber of Commerce was also supported by the Chamber of Commerce. Mr. Wingard is even expected to become the new elder. If you want to cause trouble for them, it's best to give up the idea as soon as possible."

Noita narrowed his eyes and calculated secretly.

She had heard of Wingard's name. He was the leading enemy of Serkar City. Not only was he secretly connected with the cult, he also had a disgusting fetish for liking human cubs.

In the plot, Wingard usually disguises himself very well, and his morals are at the average level of the nobles in Dark Moon Land, neither high nor low, so no one discovers that he is colluding with the cult.

However, several players received a request to "find lost children" while looking for tasks in the city. The players were kind-hearted, so they followed the clues and finally found Wingard.

Under the players' investigation, all disguises were exposed.

Wingard usually feigns innocence, and coupled with the complex environment of Serkar City, it's difficult to pinpoint him as the culprit. However, players can shoot arrows first, then draw a target. Through a thorough investigation, trigger a quest. Confirming he's the villain, they can then conduct a sting operation to gather evidence, then rally their friends to siege him and bring him down in disgrace.

Thinking about it this way, it seemed that the people from the Rango Society stopped him not just for the purpose of robbing him.

Noita had a lively mind and could think of many things at once, with a little bit of excitement jumping in her heart.

Since I might be targeted, I have experience points!

On the surface, Noita gave a vague answer: "I'm just asking. I'm new here and I'm unfamiliar with the place, so I want to learn about the local situation."

Anjie couldn't see what Noita was thinking, so he responded and collected the information fee, three gold coins.

After paying and leaving, Noita left the Swordfish Tavern behind. However, before he had gone far, Noita realized that he was being followed.

You stroll through Serkar, innocent and pure. The Serkar people look at you with kindness, admiring glances that cross your path and return to you again and again. However, good and evil coexist, and malice mingles with the admiration. A unit with malicious intent is observing you.

The log's prompts are accurate, leaving the tracker nowhere to hide.

Later, Noita came to a candy store and bought a box of candy from the owner at a 50% discount with an innocent and cute disguise, while calmly feeling the gaze behind her.

After awakening her psychic powers, her perception was enhanced, allowing her to detect those gazes that were not well concealed.

Noita slowly distinguished and soon locked onto the gaze that had been following her.

She pretended to turn her head casually and saw the source of her sight, a gray-spotted gecko. She also discovered that the strong man who always obscured her sight and the relatively thin wild wizard behind her were all stalkers.

He is still a professional, which is interesting.

Noita maintained his original speed, changed his route, and turned into a remote neighborhood.

At a corner, she caught a gecko on the street, put it in a candy box, and shook it wildly.

The wild wizard who was tracking Noita by sharing his senses with the gecko felt that something was wrong when he found his vision was spinning. However, before he could cut off the sensory connection, the world in front of him was turned upside down. The feeling of being stuffed into a box and shaken made him dizzy and nauseous.

The senses are misplaced.

He finally managed to get rid of the sensory sharing, but before he could recover, he saw a wooden box flying towards him, hitting him right on the forehead and causing him to bleed.

While throwing the wooden box, Noita charged towards the two people who were following her. She picked up the frost blade and smashed it hard against the strong man's waist like a fire poker.

The sturdy man was frightened by the tricky attack that hit his kidney directly. He used all his life's fighting experience in this moment, and suddenly squatted down to block the blow with his shoulders.

But he never expected that even if he squatted down, the unmatched force would still make him roll to the ground like a ball. It was really a stroke of luck.

Noita looked at her masterpiece and was very satisfied.

Home run, not bad.

Chapter 8: Don’t touch a girl’s hair

The androids created by the Bloodlust Cult are nearly two meters tall and weigh 280kg, but they appear to be very well-proportioned. This is due to the high quality of the materials used. There are many magical beasts in the Dark Moon Land, and the Bloodlust Cult can easily gather the flesh and blood of magical beasts to create androids. The high-density muscle fibers and bones support the weight, and the simple yet beautiful and efficient muscle groups allow the androids to possess strength far beyond that of ordinary humans, and even ordinary mortals.

Noita lost one-third of her mass in the flesh-shaping ritual, and her body shrank severely, but her strength did not decrease at all. The power of the Tao reshaped her form and adjusted her body density, making her stronger and more explosive than before.

The strong man stood up slowly, his left arm shaking uncontrollably. He gasped and raised his other usable arm to show surrender.

So only the wild mage was left.

Noita stepped on the candy box and stabbed the mage's chest with the frost blade.

"If you keep pretending to be unconscious, you'll never wake up... Hey there, come here quickly, don't make me drag you over here."

The mage quickly sat up and begged for mercy: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. We're just adventurers. We didn't mean to follow you. Someone paid us to find out about you, so we followed you... I'm so sorry. I kowtow to you. Dongdongdong."

The wizard's panic and incoherent words look funny, but he is flexible and knows how to survive.

Noita thought for a while, but couldn't find the NPC corresponding to this person in his memory.

There are many hired adventurers in the Gaia world, but not all of them can make a name for themselves. The two people in front of them are probably unknown people who will never become famous.

"If you don't want to die, follow me."

She held the bag in her hand, and seeing that the crowd was gradually increasing, she pointed to a small path on the side, indicating that they should talk somewhere else.

The two followed her dejectedly to a secluded path.

Noita asked, "Who is behind this?"

The mage said, "We didn't know. Someone suddenly found us and asked us to follow you. If we knew how powerful you were, we would never have dared to take this job."

Noita was silent for a long time, and the girl's frown made the mage's heart sink to the bottom.

She would not trust a family's words easily, but she did not have any spells to dig out memories, so after thinking for a while, she waved her hand and let them go.

The two of them ran away in a hurry, and only slowed down after they ran very far away, and rushed back to a nondescript two-story house.

Noita followed closely behind, and when he reached the front of the building, he looked around to make sure no one was paying attention. He immediately went upstairs, quietly pried open the second-floor window and entered the room. He then moved silently to the stairs to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two.

She overheard that the strong man's name was Luo Wei and the thin man's name was Mi Lin.

Milin was complaining to Luo Wei, "I think Fleabag is deliberately making things difficult for us. When we accepted the order, they clearly said this girl was a spellcaster and at most knew some martial arts. But what spellcaster can knock you flying with one punch? Even a carriage can't knock you flying. And yet, this little girl just rushed over with a stick and hit you with it, sending you flying."

"She didn't even breathe!"

Milin described the situation with his hands and feet gesticulating, as annoying as a parrot. Luo Wei treated the wound silently until his companion couldn't stop talking and he couldn't bear it anymore and hit him in the face with a rag.

"Milin! Shut up! I just lost my balance and wasn't knocked away!"

"Okay, get out. It's even more embarrassing."

"Shut up, you piece of shit who got hit on the head with a box."

"Stop arguing. This isn't our problem." Milin paused the argument. "I'll go find Fleabag and get this order refunded. Want to join us?"

"No, I need to recover from my injuries."

"alright."

Milin glanced casually at his companion's injuries and suddenly froze.

It turned out that the skin on Luo Wei's shoulders was cracked on a large scale, and the flesh and blood were turned inside out, making him look as hideous and terrifying as a dried-up mud pond. Bright blood continuously seeped out from it, dyeing piece after piece of cloth red roses.

——He clearly didn't show any abnormality on the way.

Milin was so angry at the severe injury that he jumped up. He quickly pulled out a wand from his sleeve and pointed it at his companion, cursing: "Idiot, you didn't tell me you were injured like this."

Milin activated the magic wand, and the healing magic stored in the wand was released. Green light shot out from the end of the wand and immediately wrapped around his companion's shoulders.

The healing magic healed the deep bone fractures, and the companion's injuries improved visibly. When the spell ended, although the companion's shoulder was still bloody, it was no longer gushing out blood.

"You idiot, if you don't bleed on the way, you'll bleed when you get home, right?"

"The wound was temporarily sealed on the way."

Luo Wei looked at the wand. It was four inches long, half the thickness of a finger, and made of gray wood. It was particularly inconspicuous.

But such a small magic wand contains 50 basic healing spells, which can save people from the brink of death with just a few moves.

What a magical spell.

Milin put away his wand and said, "Don't look at it. It can only be used about twenty times. You can heal the rest of the damage yourself."

His companion rolled his eyes. "I was just wondering why you don't know how to heal. It shouldn't be a complicated spell."

"Didn't I tell you that healing is a divine art, incompatible with our mage system?" Milin said with a frown when his own specialty was mentioned. "Besides, I'm self-taught, and there's no book about healing spells that mages can use."

Milin sighed, observed his companion's wound for a while, and after confirming that it had improved, he lay back in the recliner and closed his eyes to rest.

When the sky darkened, the dim and silent red clouds rolled the skylight into the horizon, and scattered cold starlight seeped into the air, Milin lit the lamp, looked at Luo Wei's shoulders for a while, put on the cloak on the rotating clothes hanger, picked up the sword and folding crossbow and hung them at his waist, and told him to go out.

Luo Wei responded, "Go early and come back early."

So the wizard left under the cover of night.

There is a curfew in Serkar, but in many chaotic urban areas these rules are not effectively enforced.

Noita tracked Milin to a block in the East City District and stopped in front of a building. He negotiated with the thugs at the door for a while before being allowed to enter.

Noita glanced at the building and found no less than six guards.

It's not easy to sneak in.

Unable to find a way to enter silently, Noita simply waited for Milin to come out in the shadow of a distant building.

After waiting for about twenty minutes, there was movement in the building.

Milin was sent out. He had a gloomy face and was in a bad mood. Perhaps because his mind was occupied by other things, he did not notice Noita in the shadows.

So when he passed by Noita, an invisible rope was put around his neck and dragged him directly into a corner where the thugs could not see him, like a hunter dragging a beast.

Milin struggled desperately, but the atmospheric ropes bound his hands and feet tightly, and his mouth was also tied, so he couldn't make any sound at all.

"Shut up, I just want to ask a few questions."

Milin recognized Noita from the outline and nodded to indicate that he would obey.

Then the air rope around his mouth loosened.

Noita wrinkled her nose. There was a strange, pungent smell on Milin, a mixture of milk, metal and burnt smell, which made Noita feel extremely uncomfortable.