Early in the morning, the wind is high and refreshing, the grass is half a person high, two people, a road, walk slowly, the tunnel has already been walked, it was a few days ago, if you want to ask the people walking on the road what it feels like, just four words: can't be anxious. I can't rush even if I want to.

This should be the territory of goblins and dwarves, at least, there are two or three sparse crypts in the field as far as the eye can see.

The government also recognized that this was a village, and set up a sign to mark the name and number of the village, where the aliens seemed to maintain a mode of self-sufficiency, with only a slightly lonely wide road passing through the middle of the "village", and you could see unmodified dirt roads stretching on both sides of the road, which really responded to the sentence "There are five roads in the world, and when there are more people walking, it becomes a road." ”

In the midst of the grass, there are several pieces of tofu-shaped farmland that are clustered together, and the crops are not picked up, except for rice.

From the perspective of the two of them, they can see several hats shuttling through the grass, which is really a "hat" The grass that only reaches their waist is so tall for those creatures with an average height of one meter and two that it obscures their vision, but the goblin dwarves still seem to be able to accurately identify the pedestrians on the other side of the grass and greet them very well, they are sensitive to sound, they can hear the footsteps of others, their low bodies can hide better in the wilderness, their strong physique can protect themselves, and their sensitive ears can let them know in advance that danger is coming.

Each race has its own advantages.

Albert was very carefully observing a dwarf in the distance, he was very far away from there, and he would not disturb the other party, he just wanted to know whether the dwarf was male or female, and they both men and women had beards, which made it difficult to distinguish.

The final conclusion was that it was a woman, her muscles were not very developed, and she was a little loose, her limbs were relatively slender, her skin was whiter than that of men, and she could see facial wrinkles, and the person had specially coiled up the hair at the back of her head, which was a standard dwarven peasant woman, an aunt who had passed middle age.

"Orcs and elves are more in line with human aesthetics. He looked back at her a few more times, "It looks pretty good." ”

White wheat skin, black hair and black eyes, long hair, soft facial features, high nose bridge, big eyes, like the Oriental race on the earth, if you want to give a score to the face, she can get eighty out of 100, the limbs are much more slender than men but by no means weak, the clavicle is about the sixth rib from top to bottom, his evaluation is "the deck is too thick, it will shake when it is upside down, it is very laborious", leg shape... It's good.,Comprehensive score.,It's not a beautiful fairy.,The middle and upper ones didn't run.,It's a plus to get the parts of the alien race out.,But it's not added after a long time.,That's it.。

"What do you think I'm doing?" He was very succinct in what he said. "And how many points do I have?" "Out of 100." Albert quickened his pace slightly, "You've got eighty." "It's only eighty points?" "Uh... Well, upper-middle level. ”

"Although I am self-aware. She unconsciously kept up with the speed and glanced at him, "But can you give me a few more points?" "So, eighty-one?" "What's the point?" "The meaning is one more point than eighty." ”“。。。 You're so boring. "Thanks for the compliment. ”

A bit of a bad joke, he didn't think it was interesting himself, so, just a few dry laughs, he turned his head to look at something else.

In the realm of goblins and dwarves themselves, crypts have never been a rarity.

Within Albert's line of sight, there were actually other cave dwellings, but they were very well hidden, for example, right now, a goblin had just emerged from behind a grassy dirt bag, and then he realized that it was a crypt too, perhaps because it was designed to hide from something in the first place.

Many times, the birth of something that seems very wonderful is not wonderful, just like some of our ready-to-eat foods today were invented as military food in times of war.

It was designed to do everything possible to ensure nutrition, store longer and extend shelf life, ensure that soldiers can maintain sufficient combat effectiveness on the battlefield, and extend the "lifespan" of soldiers, yes, I mean canned food.

Seemingly wonderful crypts also have to face a lot of such and such troubles, for example, in many places when building a crypt, you need to clean up the groundwater first, the water that constantly seeps out of the soil layer, as well as heating, exhaust, for different soil layers, but also use different coping methods, and it was first invented for the purpose, I remember I said, but not in detail, the earliest purpose of the crypt design, is to avoid all kinds of threats from the outside world, hiding underground is undoubtedly a good option.

Think about it, no matter what happens outside, you don't have to worry about anything when you get home, as long as no one finds the door of your underground fortress or finds a way into your house by any other means, it's perfect.

The earliest crypts were designed to be very simple: a space two or three meters underground, with some useful gadgets in it according to individual needs, and the entire underground space generally had one or two very simple shafts connected to the ground, usually built in a deserted wilderness, a spooky forest, or some other ghost place where birds don't.

As for comfort, it was many years before people began to do this, and if there were conditions to do so, it would be a longer time, that is, now, now there are conditions, people have done so, and the crypt has gradually lost its original design concept, but has been inherited as a folk culture, and it is now.

He rubbed his eyes, focused all his energy together, and barely saw the location of a very good hidden crypt, which almost slipped through, and if he hadn't finally seen a sign standing at the gate after walking a little more, he really couldn't find it.

The morning fog has long since lifted, and the people of this village have already begun to work in the fields, watering, weeding, and preparing for the autumn harvest, the closer to the harvest, the more the cereal crops in this world need to be irrigated with enough water to ensure that the filling process goes smoothly, and the drought that occurs during this critical period is likely to lead to a series of labor, so they are becoming more cautious.

"I remember, there was a special northern liquor made from grain-based grain crops?" "Yes, what's wrong?" "I'll see what it tastes like when I get there." ”