Upgrade Specialist in Another World

Chapter 45: Three Days of Tracking, Here Comes the Killer!

The next evening, it was still in the inn.

Zhang Zhenshan sat coldly at a table, listening to Zhao Ping beside him quickly report on Baiyunfei.

After hearing him report, Zhang Zhenshan silenced for a moment, suddenly stood up and waved to the tracking gray mouse that was eating a little fruit on the table. The little beast stopped and looked up at Zhang Zhenshan. He appeared hesitant, but after Zhaoping's voice pressed him, he quickly climbed onto Zhang Zhenshan's shoulder.

“Sir, are you leaving soon?” Zhao Ping couldn't help but make a sound, “you came all the way here, consuming a lot of soul power, let's rest for a while. ”

“I'm on my own!” Zhang Zhenshan frowned slightly and walked out of the inn without hesitation.

Looking at Zhang Zhenshan's rapid departure, Zhao Ping sighed softly and muttered: “The master's strength is the realm of the soul. There should be no problem in dealing with a soul master of the realm of the soul. However, I always felt that the man had something to hide. He certainly didn't show all his strength in the last battle. I hope the master doesn't lose his temper because of his vengeance...”

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Tracking a Gray Mouse, the lowest level Soul Beast, has no aggressiveness and is almost impossible to advance, but it is favored by some because it has a special ability to track!

If you put its saliva on the target, then for three days or so, no matter where the target escapes, no matter how hidden the target is, it will be able to find exactly where the target is!!

Besides, its saliva is useless no matter how it is rinsed unless it is washed with a special potion!

Less than three hours later, Zhang Zhenshan, guided by a tracking gray mouse, arrived at the creek where Baiyun flew to rest last night.

After arriving here, the tracking gray mouse suddenly made a low squeak, Zhang Zhenshan doubtfully stopped, saw the little beast jump off his shoulder, ran to the river for a while, seemed a little confused, then ran back and forth in that area, and even saw that his little nose seemed to be smoking.

“The man was so alert that he carefully cleaned the saliva of the tracking gray rat here!” Seeing the performance of the little beast, Zhang Zhenshan's face became a little ugly, chilling, quietly waiting for the search of the gray mouse, “Even so, no special medicine flush, at most it just took a little more time, you can't escape! ”

Sure enough, a few minutes later, the tracking gray mouse suddenly squeaked excitedly toward the creek, and then a small run ran over Zhang Zhenshan's shoulder. Zhang Zhenshan's face was delighted and he didn't hesitate to rush in that direction.

Zhang Zhenshan's speed has reached the ultimate, the wind-breaking noise raised in the rapid movement, even in the silent night, far away, even the tracking gray mouse on his shoulder, two small claws tightly grabbed his collar, body shrunk into a small group, lest he fall.

The chase lasted all night, Zhang Zhenshan stopped the next morning, rested for two hours, let the tracking gray mouse confirm the direction again, then left to continue the chase...

Until the sun set and the moon rose next month, Zhang Zhenshan stopped in a small forest. While taking food out of the space ring and eating it, he hurried back to his consumed soul power.

But at this point, his face was already hidden with a hint of anxiety.

“Shit! How far did he go? He ran away for a day at most, and when he saw that no one was chasing him, he should relax his guard and slow down... but at my speed, he was chasing down as hard as he could, and now there is no trace to catch up with! ”

“If this opportunity is missed, I don't know when to find him again. If he escapes Qingyun, he can hardly avenge Yang's death! ”

“It's been two days, and one more day, no matter what, we have to catch him tomorrow! ”

The next day, the last day of the tracking period, Zhang Zhenshan even gave up his rest, did not stop once, kept up the ultimate speed and chased all the way.

In the afternoon, less than half a day before the tracking deadline, Zhang Zhenshan's face has become more anxious and even a little disappointed: “Can't you really catch up? ”

At this time, the tracking gray mouse on his shoulder suddenly screamed low, feeling its abnormality, Zhang Zhenshan hurriedly stopped and looked at it slightly nervously.

I saw the little beast smoke his nose carefully, scream twice again, the little paws wave gently, seems a little excited.

“Close?! Finally, we're close to him!!” Zhang Zhenshan couldn't help but shout a surprise when he saw the beast behaving like this.

Put the beast back on your shoulders and head forward again.

An hour later, when I turned over a hill, the sound of tracking gray rats suddenly increased a lot. I was particularly excited. Zhang Zhenshan's heart was delighted, and I looked down at the hill. I saw a huge grass under the hill, and a figure was walking towards a forest in front of me.

The man seemed to be a teenager, and although he was not moving fast, he was not slow.

Looking at this figure, Zhang Zhenshan began to tremble slightly, his face nearly twisted, and his eyes were filled with endless resentment and anger.

“That's him! At last, let me catch up! I won't let you escape again, give my son his life!! ”

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Baiyun flew for two days after realizing that he was likely to be tracked that night, with no stops except to pause and rest for a while if necessary!

Moreover, he did not know if it was his psychological role, and when he smelled his right hand after a while, that strange smell appeared hidden again. This discovery made him even more worried. Almost every time he stopped, it took him more than ten minutes to rinse, which seemed to reassure him...

Two days later, he was finally unable to survive the day and night, and after a good night's rest, he slowed down and moved on.

It has to be said that after two days and two nights of constant use of Limbo, his mastery of this soul technique has improved at an incredible rate. He is now proficient in Limpope, and if he is allowed to practice as usual, although he is not lazy, it will take at least ten days.

Just past a mountain at noon, ate something, and then drove forward on a fairly wide field of grass, not far in front of a forest, where Baiyunfei intends to cross to see if he can find a place where people smoke.

Looking at the seemingly endless grass and forest, Baiyunfei mumbled with tears:

“Really... where the hell am I now? ”