Looking at the "flying flotsam" in the sky, Bran was shocked. What floated in the swamp was not the catkins he had imagined. It was a variety of creatures of all shapes, sizes, and kinds, suspended in the air like jellyfish. Some of the giant mosquitoes were more than half a meter long, which gave Bran a real taste of the exotic.

While Bran was still admiring the spectacle in front of him, his cousins had already rushed towards the swamp, and then quickly picked the mushrooms at the edge of the swamp one by one. It seems that the cousins should be happy to have such a long journey, which can be seen from their strength in picking mushrooms.

Bran approached the swamp cautiously and slowly, and he could feel it forming a large web in a strange way. It wasn't as cohesive and tight as his magic web, it was a whole he couldn't understand, and he didn't want to dive headlong into it.

......

In the eyes of his cousins, Bran gently touched the water with his toes, then quickly retracted his feet, and then clicked again......

This trembling attitude made them look at each other, unclear what was wrong with Bran?

"Bran, what are you doing?" Dia asked, walking over to Bran.

Bran waved his hand to signal that it was okay, and said casually, "Don't worry. ”

With this question in mind, Dia, who had already walked up to Bran, raised her hand and touched his head.

"You don't know. Bran, who had already tried it, slapped Dia's hand away and walked towards the swamp with his leg raised. Then Bran felt himself melt into the web without any discomfort. It is a web of multiple species that are made up together, and there is no exclusivity. It's amazing that the species exude different fluctuations and then somehow reach unity.

Bran walked slowly, taking in the feedback. He felt that since he entered here, his magic net had gradually become a part of this place, and he did not reject it, but simply joined in. Then Bran slowly withdrew, re-entered, and exited, constantly experiencing this strange feeling. So everyone else put down their own things and silently began to watch.

Bran gradually figured out some clues, not only the swamp, but also the fertile grassland is also a big net, but he is used to the grassland environment, so he has not noticed it. The environment of the Flying Swamp is too special, and this strong contrast makes him feel the difference.

"Magic is everywhere, I'm just a swimming fish stirring up the waves of magic. Bran muttered to himself, and began to sober up after trying to understand something, only to realize that he was being watched.

"I'm fine, don't look at me like that, I'll be embarrassed. ”

"Idiot!" the three cousins said almost in unison.

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Bran was in a good mood because he had figured out something, so he decided to exercise his hands and feet. He will tell his cousin what a real foodie is through his actions.

After Bran returned to normal, the five left one after another. Bran took the flower and gave full play to his natural instincts, catching several birds in succession, small as quails and as large as geese. For several days in a row, Bran had been eating flesh raw, and it was only two on his spine, which made his cousins despise Bran very much.

Now Bran was ready to show his little hands, skillfully peeled the skin and feathers of the bird, took two pieces of fat from the waist, put them on a hot stone slab to melt the oil, and then put the sliced mushrooms on top and fried them slowly, and the fragrance instantly attracted the attention of several other people. I picked the heart, liver, and stomach of a few birds, cleaned them slightly, and skewered them on a stick and roasted them slowly on the fire. I took off the brittle bones of the breast, fried them on a stone slab, and finally threw the rest of the bird meat to my cousin.

This behavior of eating alone caused the cousin's dissatisfaction, and without Bran being humble, he directly surrounded him and squeezed Bran aside.

Bran used local materials and gave a big lesson to several people to make them understand the importance of the process. A few simple things, as long as you grasp the order when making, can also turn decay into magic. So Bran turned into a cook and waited for a few people to have a good time under the call of his cousin.

"Yes, there's always some use. Dia straightened her stomach and patted Bran on the shoulder with a pair of oily hands, rubbing her hands along the way.

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At this point, Bran had no intention of staying here. The discovery he made when he first entered the swamp made Bran think a lot, and he had already obtained what he wanted. Staying any longer, Bran didn't think there was any point. The cousins wanted to go deeper into the swamp to see, and although Bran did not approve of this, they could not help it, so they had to follow. You can't always let the other party come for yourself, but you have to leave the other party, this is not the truth of people. More importantly, Bran thinks that the swamp is not safe, and just looking at the creatures on the edge makes Bran retreat.

Following his cousin, Bran was on guard. From time to time, the three white wolves looked up and sniffed the air, probing their surroundings through their scents.

Bran persuaded: "Let's go back, we have eaten what we should eat, and we have seen the same." If you really want to go deeper, you can wait for the trial to come back, and then we will have more strength, and it will be much easier. ”

Dia said angrily: "Why are you so daring? Moreover, it's hard to say whether the trial can come back." ”

Bran sighed, "The view here is too obscured, and the snow falcon can't help much at all right now. We weren't familiar with the place, and we weren't very comfortable with it. If you really want to go deeper, you have to observe at least two more days at the edge, so that you can have an adaptation process. ”

"It's up to you!" Leah reprimanded Bran as she was completely on her sister's side.

"Like, how can you have so much time?" Sia also came over. Fortunately, the brother and sister were quite neutral, but more because they were not familiar with Bran, so they kept a distance between strangers.

Bran was a little helpless, feeling that his mother was looking for trouble. Who are these people looking for? If you get into this place because of the so-called help yourself, it's hard to explain. What a trouble!

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"Stop!" Bran snorted.

"What's going on?" Diya, who was at the front, glanced back at Bran dissatisfied, but her feet didn't stop.

It's the third day of entering the swamp, and just now Bran felt something was wrong. He felt that his surroundings suddenly quieted down, and there was a lot less noise in the perception of mana, which was not right!

Bran didn't care so much at this time, so he rushed to Dia's side and grabbed her directly, and motioned for her to listen carefully. The white wolf also showed its fangs at this time and began to warn its owner. Then everyone reacted, and now the surroundings were too quiet, and it seemed as if an invisible pressure was approaching.

"Run! Run back. Bran snorted.

At this time, several people finally felt some panic and turned around and ran back.

Bran ran after a few teenagers, holding back his anger but nowhere to vent. Bran is inferior to his cousin in strength, but he is far superior in agility, speed, and endurance. Especially after being chased and stung by the giant blade, Bran found that his body seemed to have broken through a barrier, and his speed was not much worse than that of the samurai in the castle. It has to do with what Bran is aiming for when he trains, and he's always been looking for speed, not power. He even gave up part of his strength for speed.

And Bran didn't realize until now that there seemed to be some deviation between him and the black cat Flowey. With the continuous killing after entering the grassland, the fusion of magic and spiritual resonance between Bran and Huahua also began to affect his body, causing some unknowable changes in Bran's body.

Bran can now even run faster with the help of the bounce of trampled vegetation like Flowey, a black cat. He could have quickly shaken off a few people, but he couldn't, he had to protect behind them.

Dia turned around and shouted, "Bran, hurry up and run!"

Bran was a little annoyed: "Run you! Don't look back." ”

A white wolf led the way, and two accompanied Bran. Bran stretched out his hand and patted the heads of the two white wolves, signaling them to protect the children in front of them and leave them alone, which happened to be seen by Dia, who turned back.