"Where am I?" Evans struggled to open his heavy eyelids, and a tent of animal skins came into view

"Have you slept enough, boy?" a rough voice sounded in his ear, "and drank the medicine when he woke up." ”

A worn-out ceramic bowl was stuffed into Evans's hand, and the dark green medicinal soup in it exuded a hint of medicinal fragrance, Evans raised his head and glanced deeply at the uncle who was maintaining the weapon next to him, "The best spiritual elixir, it's not simple." ”

After drinking the medicine, Evans felt that his drowsy mind was much clearer due to the overdraft of his mental strength.

"Thank you sir for saving my life, my name is Evans, what is the name of this gentleman?"

The middle-aged man casually hung the long sword in his hand on the wall, "You can call me formalin, the name is just a code name"

Is this a forced explanation......

He took the dagger from the wall again, and rubbed it vigorously with a piece of oilcloth, "You kid is really fat and daring, and you dare to stay alone in the dead realm in the middle of the night, with the demeanor of my youth." ”

Evans thought for a long time, but he didn't remember that there was such a place as the Dead Domain on the Lyria continent, "Uncle Formalin, do you have a map here?"

Formalin gestured to a blue table that emitted magical fluctuations, "Take it yourself on the workbench over there." Also, don't take a bite of an uncle, you call me old, and you will directly call me formalin or Dafu in the future. With that, he went on to maintain his weapon.

Evans looked at the so-called workbench, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Are your workbenches made of the best magic stones...... Evans picked up a black box on the table and pressed it, and a holographic map appeared in midair.

"Has there been a lot of changes from topography to place names? Evans looked at his body a little uncomfortable, he still missed his previous body, after all, the wood spirit is a creature with extremely strong vitality, as long as the natal tree species and head are not destroyed, it is basically immortal, so he made a little transformation of the limbs of the previous body

But now he is flesh and blood, and he can't find a Void Demon Warlock to extract his soul again, and it was a fluke that he would be reborn last time.

"Daifuku, come out to eat!" A dirty-faced child poked his head in, "Come on, let's eat that one or something" Formalin hung up the weapon in his hand, rubbed his hand on the dirty apron around his waist, lifted the curtain and walked out

"Forget it, it seems that the development of ordinary technology and magic technology in the Lyria continent is not bad now, although judging from the weapons and buildings, the technology tree is not light, but there should be a way for me to go back" Evans scratched his hair, shook his head and followed

The camp was not large, only five or six tents, in a circle, with two cauldrons in the middle, and the aroma of food permeated the camp, and everyone had already begun to eat

"I knocked that pile of undead scum into the sky with a sword, and I slapped them into gold with a sword that passed, and there was a skeleton mage who wanted to sneak up on me, so I threw the big sword out and cut off his dog's head and saved that kid" The slightly drunk formalin sat on the edge of the stove and blew "Hey, don't laugh! I'm telling the truth! Come on, come on, come and eat together."

Evans was grabbed by the shoulders of formalin, and then shoved a bowl of rice into his hand, which looked like the rhizome of some kind of plant (similar to taro), and exuded a fragrant "Come on, boy, I don't brag about formalin!"

Evans smiled wryly, "Daifuku is telling the truth"

"Have you heard it, when did I brag about it!" Formalin suddenly laughed heartily, "Introduce to the big guys, this kid's name is Yi, why is Yi?"

"Evans. Evans added helplessly, with an embarrassed look

"Evans, you don't have to talk to him, can we not know what virtues he has," said a middle-aged woman in a sackcloth coat with a smile

"How do you talk!" Formalin shouted pretending to be angry, pointing at the middle-aged woman, "This is Harriet, who is in charge of our meals."

The little boy who came in just now to call Formalin to dinner, "This little kid is her son Colin," Colin glared at him dissatisfiedly, "I'm not a little kid, I'm 8 years old!" made everyone laugh

"Over there, there are two brothers, Bill and Gates, just two starving ghosts, one can eat half a pot, and I don't know how to swallow it, but they are also the most powerful in the camp" The two brothers nodded and gestured, and then continued to eat, watching their eating Evans couldn't help but swallow his saliva and pick up two bowls of rice.

"That's all we have at Camp Twilight, oh, and a few old horses in the stables. ”

After eating, Evans went to find Formalin, "Daifuku, can you tell me about the situation in the Dead Domain and this continent?"

Formalin glanced at him, "Yo, it's a stranger." No wonder he ran into the Dead Realm at night, so let's tell you," Formalin picked up the bottle and poured it hard, telling the story.

After the last war,The place where the deviant fought turned into a dead domain.,Every night, it becomes a place for the undead to revel.,It's uninhabitable at all, so it's abandoned by the Arcane Empire.,Because the blood of the aberrant is very polluted.,It will lead to the spread of the dead domain.,The Arcane Empire in order to stop the spread of the dead domain.,The power of the nation's arcanists (that is, all kinds of mages) built a barrier to prevent the disaster of the undead and the pollution of the dead domain.

In order to maintain the barrier, the Arcane Empire built a large number of outposts along the barrier to maintain the barrier and monitor the dead zone. The development of private camps was also encouraged, and the Empire would equip each camp with a crafting table, a map, and several tents, and finally place the camp in a designated location.

The crafting benches in the camp have a strong magical power, and the workbenches between different camps will form a repair circle to maintain the barrier, and if the location of one of the crafting tables changes drastically, it will affect the maintenance of the circle, and then the Arcanist Guild will come to you for trouble.

"Is this a chain of magic circles, this is not easy" Evans was overjoyed, which showed that there was a good chance that the Arcane Empire would have a dimensional teleportation circle!

"Formalin, do we have any daily tasks?" Formalin laughed, "Of course there is. During the day, we have to go to the Dead to find the old ruins and recover valuable items or useful materials in them, and then hand them over to the Arcanist Guild in exchange for contribution points, and the contribution points can be exchanged for a lot of things. Of course, you can also keep what you want. However, you must pay 100 contribution points every month, and if you don't pay it for three consecutive months, you will be forcibly expelled. ”

"Can I go with you tomorrow? I'm an Arcanist. Formalin slapped him hard, "Of course you can!"