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In a messy maple forest, the invitation from the elven wizard made Wang Zhifan stop and leave. He felt that this was an opportunity to obtain more information about this world.

So while waiting for the other party to cast magic to clean up the corpses and traces left after the war, they returned to the city of Doria together.

During the conversation, Wang Zhifan learned that this legendary elf wizard had a very long name, but she usually asked others to simply call her Margaret.

Margaret was not an elf born locally. She came to live in Doria in recent years and studied high-level magic with several like-minded wizards.

As for her age, she never mentioned it and Wang Zhifan didn't ask, knowing that it was probably a taboo topic because she didn't look old but she wasn't young either.

"Sir, this is where I live. Doesn't it look nice? It cost me several thousand gold coins to buy this place, so I had to put aside many important experiments..."

At this moment, Wang Zhifan and Margaret got off the carriage and came to a large villa with a classical and beautiful design style. As soon as Margaret appeared, a young maid hurried out to open the large iron door with many beautiful patterns carved on it for her.

"It is indeed very beautiful. The aesthetic taste of you elves is indeed well-deserved."

Wang Zhifan nodded and praised, then, under the guidance of Margaret, he entered the big iron gate, walked through a stone corridor with small flower beds on both sides, and stepped into the first-floor reception room with very exquisite and elegant decoration.

Slightly to his surprise, he found that more than a dozen servants had prepared a sumptuous banquet in the living room. The rectangular dining table was covered with a white mat, and on it, impeccably shaped silver plates were placed both meat and vegetable dishes such as grilled steak, cream-baked lobster, corn and cabbage soup, etc.

It can be seen that Margaret informed her servants in some way on the way here, asking them to prepare to receive guests in advance.

"Thank you for your hospitality, ma'am. I'm a little hungry, so let's eat and talk at the same time."

Since he accepted the invitation from the elf wizard, Wang Zhifan naturally wouldn't be polite.

He and Margaret sat at each end of the rectangular dining table, eating and chatting.

The maid waiting beside him would considerately replace his finished meal from time to time, and then move the silver plate that was far away from him to his front.

As an elf, Margaret eats quite politely. Not only does she eat little, but she also eats almost only vegetarian food. The extremely rich meat dishes on the table are all prepared for Wang Zhifan, which shows that she values ​​this lifesaver very much.

The two chatted about daily topics while eating, such as the recent interesting news in Doria. When they were almost done eating, Margaret asked all the servants to leave and started discussing the most important matter.

“King, I have seen your strength. No legendary warrior I have ever seen can compare to you. I hope that we can continue to cooperate in the future and look for opportunities to hunt saints.

The path to becoming a god was out of reach in the past, but the God of Gods has transformed many gods into saints and sent them to the main plane. This is a good opportunity that cannot be missed. I think you have the same idea..."

Margaret invited Wang Zhifan to her home not only to express her gratitude for saving her life, but she was more concerned about the overwhelming strength Wang Zhifan had shown when facing the legendary thief. This strength made her see the possibility of solving the problem of some saints seizing their power.

“Margaret, I do want to hunt saints and embark on the path to godhood… but I lack intelligence about saints and cannot find a suitable target. Otherwise, I would not have fallen into the trap of that thief…”

After listening to this, Wang Zhifan nodded and replied, hoping that Margaret could help solve the intelligence problem.

This idea may sound a little ridiculous, after all, both of them were people who fell into the trap of thieves.

But Margaret is a native after all, and a legendary wizard at that. It is countless times easier for her to obtain intelligence than for Wang Zhifan, an outsider, so Wang Zhifan is willing to cooperate with her.

Regarding the legendary rank, Wang Zhifan also asked Margaret about it indirectly on the way here and confirmed that this is a term for dividing the strength of extraordinary professionals in the world today.

All supernatural professions that have reached advanced stages and possessed a certain standard of supernatural powers are called legends, but the strength gap within the legends is very large. It is very likely that a parallel legend will be killed instantly when facing an elite legend.

Above the legendary level, there is a demigod rank, but demigods are extremely rare. Not only is it very difficult for professionals to advance to that level, but also because breaking through from legendary to demigod often requires special blessings from the gods. Only those chosen by the gods or those chosen by them can enjoy this treatment.

Therefore, after the previous battle in the maple forest, Margaret believed that Wang Zhifan was a rare elite legendary warrior whose combat power was much stronger than that of ordinary legends. Even when facing some demigod-level elects of saints, with her cooperation, they could confront them head-on. She was a very important helper in the hunting plan.

"Please rest assured, King. I will have no problem with the intelligence! When I joined the thief's plan on the street, I just wanted to see what his conspiracy was.

Regarding hunting saints, I have my own plan, and this plan not only includes you and me, but also several other trustworthy legends will join in..."

Margaret tried her best to convince Wang Zhifan to believe her and listed some organizations that Wang Zhifan had heard of for the first time, such as the White Wizards Association and the Circle of Truth, which were all large forces in this world that she had joined.

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhifan immediately expressed that he trusted her and would maintain a cooperative relationship with her, but he needed her to obtain key intelligence as soon as possible to launch a hunting operation.

Afterwards, the two chatted about other related topics, such as which gods who had transformed into saints were extremely powerful and should not be provoked, and which were weaker gods who should not be let go if encountered.

This topic was actually intentionally guided by Wang Zhifan. He needed to narrow the scope of his search target so as to achieve the first goal as soon as possible.

In the end, Wang Zhifan politely declined Margaret's suggestion to stay overnight, left his contact information with her, said goodbye, and returned to the city of Doria.

At this time, the whole city was bathed in the glow of the setting sun. Most people might need to find a hotel to rest, but Wang Zhifan had no such plans. He decided to work non-stop to conquer the dungeon.

"We can't count on Margaret too much. Saints are involved in too many and too complex interests. Even with her power, she may not be able to obtain any useful intelligence, so I must not let my guard down."

Wang Zhifan has never been the type of person who likes to rely on others. If someone can help him, he will make appropriate use of it, but the most crucial part will still be in his own hands.

But it must be said that after talking with the legendary elven wizard Margaret, he obtained a lot of useful information, at least knowing where the largest library in the city of Doria is.

This is where he was heading now, determined to spend one night getting to know all the gods in this world, so as to guess where they might be hiding.

After a while, a building with an ordinary area but a very simple shape appeared in front of Wang Zhifan. This was the Great Library of Doria. It was not as grand as the great libraries he had seen on Earth, but it was not inferior in temperament.

After stepping into the library, what caught his eye was an old man with white hair and wearing a black wizard robe. There were many customers around the old man who came to consult books. Wang Zhifan waited for a while before it was his turn.

"May I ask what book I need to read if I want to learn more about the gods?"

Wang Zhifan immediately asked the old man. The old man showed a not-so-surprised expression and replied indifferently:
"Go to the second bookshelf over there. It's full of books. If you're still not satisfied, you can pay more money to enter the innermost portal, which is connected to a larger library..."

After hearing this, Wang Zhifan decisively paid the additional local currency, not wanting to miss the opportunity to obtain all the information.

He had obtained his currency by exchanging some rare equipment for some equipment at a store on the way here. The store owner undoubtedly felt that he had gotten a great bargain, but Wang Zhifan didn't care, as his personal space was almost filled with these unused items.

As he walked towards the second bookshelf, he heard the white-haired old man muttering:

"People nowadays have lost their reverence for the gods. They will regret it..."

A few hours later, Wang Zhifan had read most of the books on the bookshelf. Thanks to the text translation ability of this copy, he read relatively smoothly, but the large number of gods in this world left him with an impression that could not be ignored, and even made him feel a little speechless.

"Not to mention the number of powerful gods such as the God of Time, the God of Light, and the God of Destruction, why are there so many gods of weaker power? The God of Wild Boars, the God of Dogtail Grass, the God of Bad Jokes... The names of these gods are more ridiculous than the last..."

In fact, the more weak gods there are, the more beneficial it will be for Wang Zhifan to pass the dungeon. However, after he learned the strange names of these gods, he still felt a headache. Subjectively, he couldn't remember those miscellaneous and random names.

But no matter what, the information had to be collected. After Wang Zhifan patiently flipped through the books on the bookshelf at a speed that ordinary people could not understand, he stepped into the innermost portal of the library and came to a larger library.

This library was built in a mysterious closed space. In addition to more bookshelves filled with thousands of books, there was also an old man with gray hair and a white robe as a guard.

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Because they had to pay extra money, there were very few customers reading books here at this time, so as soon as he came over, the gray-haired old man in white robe looked at him.

"Please recommend me books about the gods."

Wang Zhifan briefly put forward his requirements, intending to save time and complete the information collection work as soon as possible.

But contrary to his expectations, he found that the gray-haired old man in a white robe in front of him did not directly answer his question. Instead, he gave him a mysterious smile and spoke in an unusual tone:

“Young man, if you want to gain the knowledge you need most, please exchange your unique knowledge for it. This is the fairest transaction in the world.”

"Ok?"

The other party's abnormal words and actions immediately made Wang Zhifan confused.

He immediately focused his attention on the gray-haired old man in white robes in front of him, and once again confirmed that this was a being whose strength was far from legendary, but his eyes were flashing with a strange and mysterious light, like stars in the distant sky.

"who are you?"

Realizing that he was encountering a special situation, Wang Zhifan immediately asked the being in front of him with a calm expression.

"Haha, guest from a distant world, you can call me the God of Knowledge. I am now communicating with you through my believers. I hope you can accept my trade request."

The gray-haired old man's eyes flashed with a divine light, and he spoke to Wang Zhifan with a smile.

“The God of Knowledge… the book says he is a god of medium power… I unexpectedly met him here.”

Wang Zhifan immediately recalled what he had just read, and learned about the person who claimed to be the God of Knowledge. He couldn't help but feel a little excited.

"Great God of Knowledge, I am willing to accept your deal, but I can give you more. As long as you agree to let me become your chosen one, I will help you return to the Kingdom of God."

This opportunity was rare, so Wang Zhifan quickly put forward his core requirements. If he could become a chosen one of the intermediate divine saints, he would undoubtedly be able to clear the dungeon much faster.

However, the so-called God of Knowledge was silent for a moment after hearing his words, and then spoke through the gray-haired old man:

"I am sorry, my guest from a distant world, my constituents and I have worked together for many years and cannot agree to your deal...

But if the knowledge you provide is attractive enough, I will consider letting you fill the seat as soon as a vacancy occurs...

According to my inference, the probability of this happening is not small, and the battles between saints will become more frequent and fierce in the future..."

This being rejected Wang Zhifan and gave the same reason as when Wang Zhifan met the God of War earlier: there was no vacancy among His chosen people.

This made Wang Zhifan realize a fact, that is, the positions of the slightly famous gods' voters were all occupied by others. It would be unlikely for him to intervene under normal circumstances. Perhaps there would be hope if he paid more attention to those weaker gods.

"Well, I hope that day will come... Great God of Knowledge, what do you want to know? I will try to tell you in detail."

Since the desired deal could not be reached, Wang Zhifan decided to settle for the second best and at least become familiar with the other party.

The God of Knowledge seemed somewhat pleased to hear this and immediately responded:
"Everything about the world you came from is what I want to know. You can talk slowly, and I will help slow down the passage of time for you."

As soon as the other party finished speaking, Wang Zhifan smiled and said:

“No need to do that. The world I come from is not complicated and I can finish it quickly.

Just like here, it is also made up of multiple planes.

The plane I live in is called the Disaster Realm, which is a very large world. Not far from the Disaster Realm, there is also a plane called the Demon Realm..."

What Wang Zhifan talked about was only the situation of an advanced copy world he had been through, not the Earth where he was.

This arrangement is to guard against potential problems. If this God of Knowledge has evil intentions and goes all the way there, he will definitely be beaten up by the four great saints and six demon kings. (End of this chapter)