Chapter 8 Red Maple Grove
"I.... I thinkβ" The boy opened his mouth to speak.
"No, you don't want to." Lorain Hill interrupted him directly.
"I probably know what you want to say, it's nothing more than a moment of enthusiasm, hot-headedness, and wanting to change the day."
"But this is not something to think about casually, the difficulties you encounter in reality will exceed the boundaries of your imagination."
"And it's not a day or two, it's tens of thousands of days and nights of fighting, thinking. Not just one or two people, but the scale and challenge of hundreds of thousands of people. β
"You don't want to say big things, do you?"
Pullman's impulse was immediately doused with cold water and quickly calmed down.
"So what should I do?"
"You can only ask yourself about this kind of thing. Since you can't go back to your hometown, you can go to other places and maybe find a new life. β
"Hmm..."
The progress shown in the system finally stuck at 85%.
That's it, that's it, Loren Hill sighed, she probably guessed that if she encouraged the boy to embark on the path of revenge and showed him how to defeat the nobles, then the progress would be 100%.
However, she knows very well that if she really embarks on this road, 99.9999% of this teenager will die.
While the quest rewards are good, she doesn't want to get them at the cost of someone else's life.
The boy lay by the fire and thought, and slowly fell into a deep sleep.
Lorain Hill didn't sleep, jumped onto a big tree again, looked at the sky full of milky way stars, and recalled his past.
In her previous life, because her parents came to the county to work in her early years, she naturally grew up in the city, but her grandparents were all in the countryside, and so were many relatives. Therefore, every holiday, I will go back to my hometown to play, the trees in the mountains, the soft fields, and the verdant rivers are full of childhood memories.
I remember that I was also very smart when I was a child, until I was addicted to games and novels in middle school, and my grades began to decline, but fortunately, high school was very strict, and my grades improved later. The results in the college entrance examination are considered the best among relatives and peers.
However, when I was in college, I became decadent again, and I just had to learn to be sloppy, and after stepping into society, I was finally awakened by a slap.
When I looked back in a trance, I found that the most wonderful time of my life had come to an end, and there was only a tedious life in front of me, firewood, rice, oil and salt, chickens and dogs, and making money to make a living.
Once a childhood dream, like a photo, was very vivid when it was taken, but it has been changed beyond recognition under the washing of time. I am more and more afraid to make bold statements, and I just want to live in peace.
Maybe that's the ordinary answer.
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The next morning, when Pullman got up, he went to the stream to wash his face, and when he returned, he walked around and found Lorain Hill in the tree.
Lorain Hill jumped lightly from the tree, landed on the grass, and pointed the boy in the direction, telling him that there were a few fruit trees on the small hillside to the south, and that he could go and pick some to eat.
After that, Lorain Hill relied on the ability of [Discerning Plants] to find some herbs and give them to the young man, telling him how to apply them.
Then, it was time for the boy to prepare to leave.
Pullman stood in the shade of a tree, his swarthy face on his face, and his expression was a little apprehensive.
He asked Loren Hill.
"Can you tell me how to defeat those nobles, I still want revenge."
"Let me do whatever I want, please."
"Yesterday I made it very clear, this is not something you can do alone, and it is not even something that a generation and an era can do."
"It will only make you die in vain, let's live well, you don't want your parents to lose their daughter and lose their only son."
Lorain Hill still coldly rejected the boy's request.
"Okay."
Pullman reluctantly accepted this result, and lingered under the tree for a long time before slowly leaving north, where it is said that the far north is the Duchy of Black Rock, a country of mercenaries who are more tolerant of outsiders. In addition, Lorain Hill also gave the [Primordial Gem] to the boy, this kind of core from the Demon Beast, it is hard currency everywhere, and the price is expensive.
The figure of the boy slowly disappeared into the forest.
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After that, Loren Hill continued to study the practice of transcendent sequences.
Since reaching the natural sequence 1 - Verdant Gardener, the wind and grass within a radius of ten miles are basically clearly visible in my mind.
I have to say that this is very inconsistent with Trinatha's record, according to the records of the long-term battle with the elves back then, the elven scout of Nature Sequence 3 has a range of [listening to nature] ability of only about 1 km.
During the long war, the scouts were mostly scattered around the army. This is the key information in the war, and Trinatha will not scribble this. The limit of general counter-reconnaissance is 2-3 km apart, and too close will be detected by the enemy.
She focused her attention on the talent of [Wind of the Blue Sky], does this talent have such a big bonus to skills?
It seems that too, when you haven't practiced any extraordinary ability, you can kill Sequence 2 alone, but it's actually not normal, right?
During this time, with the ability to [listen to nature], she was walking in this forest as if she was walking in her own back garden.
Even if there were all kinds of powerful demonic beasts, she could sense them from a long distance, and easily avoided them, as if she was in a no-man's land, and walked around the range of activities within a radius of nearly two hundred miles, and she was stunned that she didn't let any of the transcendent demonic beasts meet her.
Where is it?
After turning a ramp in a river valley, a brilliant red fills the view.
Tall red maple trees spread all over the banks of the river valley, on the flatlands, and on the slopes of the mountains, and the fiery red maple leaves fill every piece of land.
The clear water of the river reflects the shade of the red trees that obscure the sky, and as the wind blows through the forest occasionally, crimson leaves fall from the high canopy, and some fall into the creek and float away with the current.
It's beautiful.
Walking in this brilliant red is like being in a fairy tale.
Lorain Hill strolled through the red maple leaves, sensing a voice calling to her in front of her.
After several turns, around the high and low cascading red maple trees, the last sea of bright red flowers appeared in front of her.
The slender petals are pale golden stamens, which seem to have a radiance. The wind blows through this sea of red flowers, waving undulating ripples.
In the middle of the sea of flowers, a towering tree stands here, with a trunk of more than 50 meters in diameter, and the gap between its roots can even be driven through.
The rough and broad bark of this large tree, with reddish-brown bark and amber resin, resembles gems that glow faintly in the twilight of the approaching night.