"Why camp here, isn't there a town there?"

"Damn, there are so many mosquitoes!"

"Who's bringing insect repellent?"

At dawn, a wake-up bell rang in the camp next to the creek. Then there was a cacophony of complaints.

As a makeshift camp, it was not a simple camp: neatly cut logs were fenced out, and the exposed parts of the ground were more than a meter high, and instead of ropes, stakes were wrapped around stakes but tough vines that grew out of the ground, and the part outside the camp was covered with fine spikes that would make any wild beast fearful, and a small stream was cut into a ditch to provide water for the camp, and more than a dozen ornate tents were scattered throughout the wide camp. Indeed, it can only be described as gorgeous, the cloth used in those tents is expensive magic cloth, and many types of magic circles are painted on it, which is enough to resist the attack of low-level magic, and the gems hanging on the top of the tent to charge the magic pattern cloth are also elemental crystals above the middle level. Many people were rubbing their eyes as they walked out of the tent, and the gorgeous interior could be seen in a corner of the room.

It's like a group of people who are out on a tour.

"Kelrantel, how did you sleep last night?"

"Very bad. What about you, Al?"

Two sleepy-eyed young men chatted while washing.

"I had mosquitoes in my tent and I didn't catch them last night. Al Bolu said, scratching his arm again, "The mosquitoes here are terrible. ”

"I brought a potion, borrow you?"

"Thank you. ”

Galantel Krum and Al Bolu are from the same secondary school, both are fourteen years old, Kerantel is a trainee warrior, and El Bolu is a trainee ranger. The two passed the Reims Academy with first and second place in the region, and then joined the preparatory class as instructed by the college. They originally thought that the preparatory class was to give them students from other places in advance in order to adapt to the school environment, but the teachers sent by the Holy See and the academy took them to this remote place-

The members of their team were all descendants of nobles and wealthy merchants, and they were all excellent students with high talents, and they rarely suffered much, and this kind of wild camping experience was basically unprecedented, so they spent a sleepless night here.

Mainly, this season is the time when there are many mosquitoes, and the dense and hungry mosquitoes can't even get rid of the repellent, so they burrow into the tent when they find a gap. How could this group of pampered young masters and young ladies stand this? Basically, they were fighting mosquitoes all night. So, when you wake up in the morning, almost everyone looks tired – many of them didn't sleep at all last night.

"Alania, you must have slept well. I remember you planted the flytrap next to the tent. Galantel greeted the elven girl passing by.

Alania is a member of a well-known elven family and the only forest priest among them. This is an elven class that can spawn plants with the help of life energy, heal wounds, and cast plant-based destructive magic. She was now a vine whisperer of the Black Iron Order, and could already spawn some herbs and shrubs - Celantle had seen her sow seeds around her tent yesterday, giving birth to a circle of flytraps.

"It's full," Alania yawned, rubbing her eyes, "but the mosquitoes are well-fed—only I'm having a bad time." Do you have any medicine? Lend me some. ”

"Okay. ”

This is basically the kind of conversation in the camp, and all the young people are suffering from mosquitoes.

Looking at the young people's miserable appearance, Kilan, the Terran teacher who led the team, couldn't help but shake his head, with a disappointed expression: "I can't even endure such a little hardship, this class of students is really the worst class I have ever had......"

"Forget it, you said the same thing a few years ago, and as a result, those students are better than the other. The teacher who traveled with him was actually an orc, with brown skin, long fangs, two meters tall, and a majestic appearance—but he was wearing a king-sized white scholar's robe and a pair of glasses hanging from the bridge of his nose, which made him look a little funny. He pushed his glasses with his thick fingers and said, "If one generation is not as good as the next, the entire Heroes Council should apologize to the gods." ”

"Leolante, you simply don't have a sense of humor. Kieran gave him a helpless look—this action was done by Kieran with his head raised due to the height difference—and said, "This is my nostalgia for the students who led the team in the past, and after entering the academy, each of them was so dazzling, that I forgot about their small shortcomings." Every single one of them is an elite, Riolante, and I don't even consciously imagine them to be perfect people, like perfect people like Sfiodor and Cage......"

"Shut up Kieran," Orc Teacher Leolante spoke angrily, interrupting Kieran's lengthy words, "you've been talking more and more nonsense since you started teaching languages. ”

“...... Is there one?"

"Yes. ”

"Then I'm going to apply to teach in the combat department when I go back. Kieran looked at himself, "But you too, Leolante, the way you look in your scholar's robes makes me want to laugh." ”

"You're not alone. Riolant muttered, rang the bell in his hand, and shouted, "Your task this morning is to collect five different kinds of plants and flowers! Also, you can't enter the town without the permission of me and Mr. Kieran!

The camp was filled with mourning.

"Are you going to die if you remind me?" Kieran covered his ears with a hideous face, "Is it a big voice?"

“...... I'll pay attention next time. ”

"You said the same yesterday!"

Everyone here has their own space items, and knowing that they will be staying for seven days, they also prepare plenty of food in advance. After breakfast, the boys and girls, still groggy and dazed, were kicked out of the camp by the loud Riolante and began their first practical botany class.

Galantre and Al chose to travel in a team. In this strange place, having one more companion can finally make you feel a little more secure.

"Different 'classes'...... Does this different class refer to different plants, or is it a different 'class' in the botanical definition?" asked Kerrant, scratching his head.

"It must be the botanical 'category', but if you just collect five kinds of flowers, how can it give us a morning. Al said, "Do you know these plants?"

“...... I don't know. What about you?"

"I don't know either. ”

"Then how do we know if they're of the same kind?" said Kelrantel, who finally figured out the fatal question, "Are we going to pick all the flowers here?"

"I don't think it's that trouble," Al said with a sparkle of wisdom in his eyes, "the flowers on the trees are definitely different from the flowers on the ground, and the flowers on the grass and the flowers on the vines are certainly not the same. There is absolutely no shortage of plants in the forest, so can't you find five different types of flowers?"

Now their camp was by a creek, beside which was a plain of meadow, and the forest that could be seen in the distance was the part of the Sunset Mountains that stretched out—a twenty kilometre distance that was not too far for them if they were to go at full speed.

"Good idea, Al," Kelrantel gave a thumbs up, "do you want to go into the forest?"

“...... I don't want to. ”

"I don't want to. So let's pick flowers around here. ”

"That's right. ”

The two circled around the camp.

There are many people who think the same way, they are just a group of fourteen-year-old pampered children, most of them have grown up in the city, and they have little experience of surviving alone, and in such a strange place, there are definitely a few who dare to leave the camp to explore. But I don't know if the two teachers thought of this when choosing the camp, there is not a single plant in the grass around the creek that is blooming (in fact, it is past the flowering season, after all, it is already summer), a group of people have been looking for a long time and have no clue, want to go back to the camp, the two-meter-two Riolant scares them back at the door.

But the elven girl Alania didn't leave. She stood still and waved her staff, and the grass in front of her began to grow luxuriantly, and then flowers grew - the beginning of the profession of the priest of the forest was called "Flower Whisperer", and it was a basic skill to make flowers grow from various plants. She stepped into the flowers, reached out and plucked five of them, and sent them to Kieran, the Terran teacher—and was unsurprisingly rejected.

"This is not qualified, you have to find the five flowers that are native here. Kieran said.

The last trick was denied, and everyone could only sigh and leave the camp and walk farther away - of course, they didn't know that after they gradually walked away, the orc teacher Leolant, who looked like five big and three thick, had closed his eyes and covered a large area of the vicinity with his mental power, and was staring at them intently.

"Don't have a problem, Riolant," Mr. Kieran said with all seriousness, "It's the future of the continent here. ”

"If you don't want to trust a rude orc who is two meters and two tall, then you should also believe in a powerful ancestral spirit. Riolante's expression was extremely serious, "I'm a golden-level shaman. ”

"Of course," Kieran smiled, "I cleaned up the area last night. They don't have more to do than they can handle. ”

"Then I'll be able to make it easier. ”