Experiencing other elements, though annoying, seems worth a try?
For now, let’s put aside Dangross’s thoughts. Outside, with Speedy’s assistance, Mia took less than three minutes to move from Zone Four to Zone Three. These three minutes even included Mia learning the technique of maintaining balance.
Thus, it can be seen that Speedy’s Blessing of the Wind is frighteningly fast.
When everyone arrived at the so-called "Zone Three," they found that it looked no different from other places in the ruins: decaying buildings, overgrown moss, rubble everywhere, and dense trees.
Likewise, there were many people here too, all of them just ordinary adventurers.
"It seems there are a lot of people here..." Dox’s vague comment echoed in Mia’s ears.
Mia quickly said, "Ever since the White Crocodile Adventure Group fell apart, this place turned into a chaos zone, just like Zone Four. Various adventure groups dare to come here, and it’s all the Hero Squad’s fault!"
Dox responded with an "Oh" as if he heard but didn’t give a proper reply, instead asking, "Quickly look around and see who belongs to the Hero Squad."
Mia glanced around, "None of these are them."
Mia’s words made everyone frown slightly. They originally thought there would be few people in Zone Three, so using Scout Puppets with the Wizard’s Eye to spot someone should easily identify the Hero Squad members. But it seemed this wouldn’t work now.
There were too many adventurers.
"How many people are in the Hero Squad? Do they have any shared clothing or symbols?" Angel asked.
Mia shook her head, "They have no shared symbols. There are roughly sixteen members or more, and I’ve heard some with auxiliary abilities never appear in public. So I don’t know the exact number, but it shouldn’t exceed twenty."
Angel frowned, "That makes it hard to find them."
As Angel pondered whether to fully unleash his spiritual power and use Illusion Technique to simulate each person’s appearance for Mia to identify, Dox spoke up.
"No shared symbols, but do they have common clothing styles?"
"Common styles?" Mia thought for a moment and shook her head again, "No common styles."
While everyone felt disappointed, Mia suddenly added, "Although their clothing styles aren’t the same, there’s something very distinctive about them. They all dress very flamboyantly, like they want to look like heroes."
"But our previous leader said that real heroes are unknown. Their style is just gaudy and attention-seeking, like street jokers."
Mia took the chance to mock the Hero Squad again, but everyone else didn’t care, because Mia mentioned a crucial point.
—The Hero Squad’s outfits are very flamboyant!
Angel glanced at Dox, who asked the key question about clothing style but still seemed oblivious. Angel silently gave him a thumbs-up in his heart.
The timing was just right; a moment later, he would have had to release his spiritual power.
"Since the target individuals dress so uniquely, we can still use the original plan to find them." Angel glanced at Dox, who also understood and nodded in response.
Angel released a large number of Scout Puppets and applied some Illusion Technique to them to avoid alarming anyone.
Dox released the Wizard’s Eyes, equal in number to the Scout Puppets, which were also masked by Angel’s Illusion Technique, letting them fly outward.
After doing all this, they found a slightly secluded, half-dilapidated building and quietly waited.
During the wait, no one else spoke, all eyes were on Angel and Dox.
Angel and Dox had their eyes closed, constantly sensing their respective Scout Puppets and Wizard’s Eyes.
Comparatively, Dox’s forehead was sweating, as maintaining so many Wizard’s Eyes and checking their findings consumed both magic power and heart power. In contrast, Angel was much more at ease. His magically modified Scout Puppets could already be set to search for specific targets.
Angel set them to search for living humans, so whenever a Scout Puppet discovered one, it would give feedback. All he needed to do was wait for the feedback, glance at it, determine if it was the target, and continue to wait.
Soon after, both Dox and Angel opened their eyes.
Dox glanced at Angel, panting and seeing Angel unchanged, said somewhat jealously, "Your alchemy constructs consume so little; why did you ask me to join in?"
Angel replied, "With larger numbers, it’s easier to find people. Did you discover anything?"
Both Dox and Angel had opened their eyes, indicating they had found people with flamboyant outfits.
Dox was about to describe the person’s appearance, but Angel directly used a phantom puzzle. Dox just needed to think about it, and the person’s image would appear.
Soon, Dox constructed a figure.
It was a woman dressed like a flamingo, wearing a fiery red feathered cloak, a sultry, curvaceous red sequined tight hip dress, along with large wavy curls, and flaming red lips.
She looked more like a socialite attending a ball to show off rather than an adventurer in the ruins.