"Where are we going to the first stop?" Quimper, who was sitting in the co-pilot, turned around and asked Doyle Kent.

"Let's find a bar to have a drink."

"No problem." Quimper said and told the driver the destination.

On the way, Jiang Feng looked at the surrounding scenery through the window and found that the architectural style of the trolls was completely different from that of the orcs.

This city, which can be called the oldest civilized race, is full of the atmosphere of ancient architecture.

Top towers, temples, altars, rooftop buildings, hall buildings, etc. can be seen everywhere.

As a tourist who is "very interested in troll culture", Jiang Feng took out the camera he had prepared long ago and started shooting.

Seeing Jiang Feng taking photos seriously, Quimper said happily: "This is the first time I have seen living humans. I didn't expect you to be interested in our culture."

"Click"

After taking a photo with two stacked tops, vertically layered and layered out the spire with a stylus, Jiang Feng turned his head and replied: "I have always heard that trolls have a long history, and I have a deep interest in archaeology."

As soon as he heard the four words of long history, Quimper suddenly became excited, "Hahaha, I didn't expect that even humans knew that our trolls are the oldest civilization race on this planet. Yes, our trolls have reproduced on this planet for thousands of years, and have a civilization that is more brilliant than all of your races combined. Since you like it, I will take you around."

‘This is too easy to get caught…’

Seeing that the other party was unsuspecting, Jiang Feng put down his camera and said, "That would be great. I like the ancient temples, altars, and palaces the most. It would be the best if Mr. Quimper could take me there."

Since he wanted to find a way to awaken the old troll monster Griffiz who was sleeping in his body, Jiang Feng felt that those ancient buildings of sacrifice must be the most likely.
Chapter completed!