The forest was silent, the sunlight shining through the trunks and low-hanging branches of the trees was solemn and sacred, and green moss covered every protrusion, stone or rotten wood. The leaves glistened in the sunlight outside, while the backlit side of the trunk was dark, and a few bundles of needles had withered and yellowed at the end of the verdant green, and a man stood below, intently, holding the lens in his right eye with his hand, clicking and turning the brass bezel.

This man was a big boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, ordinary and slightly delicate, with very well-groomed short hair, and a mediocre height, not too tall, but not short. He was a little elongated, and wore a dark blue robe with an open button, a hood, and a gray waistcoat with brass buttons under the open opening, and the collar of a white shirt with two shining silver stars on the collar.

The hem of the robe reached only below the knee, revealing a small half of the trousers, also dark gray, with the edges worn to show the lines. Underneath it was a pair of weather-beaten leather shoes, the toe of which was covered with all sorts of scratches.

The boy carried a cylindrical tin box on his back, the silver-white surface was shiny and shiny, and there were four grooves on the top from left to right, and the grooves were yellow and copper, and they were covered with grooves, like sockets for something. There are slight drums on either side of the box, and in the center is a beryl, which turns faintly with light inside, and four buckles are nailed to the edges, tied to the body with leather straps.

There was also a copper tip under the box, and inside it was a leather tube, which was connected to the thick leather glove of the boy's right hand, on which was a complex instrument, and on the brass dial, several silver rails were swinging up and down in small increments, making clicking sounds from time to time.

The boy squinted his left eye, and the other eye looked out of the lens, revealing specks of dirt on the lens, and in the distance you could see the ruins of ancient elves on the banks of the Gorgong River, the white semicircular vault of the temple building emerging from the canopy, covered with a layer of parasitic plants such as wisteria.

He clicked the camera around.

This vast forest is called Vanna Forest, located in the north of the Sea of Ancient Trees, above which there is a lonely mountain that hangs quietly above the sea of clouds, and the ridge snow line glows in the sun, like a lonely silver dragon.

At the southern foot of the mountain range, the terrain gradually decreases and sinks to form a basin, which is full of towering ancient trees and beautiful scenery.

It's just beautiful.

He watched it for a moment, until the image began to shake, then lost control, spinning and descending. Then a glittering gadget fell from the treetops and fell into the bushes not far away.

The elven ranger named Scarpeth ran over with a lunge and fumbled under a piece of chalk, and after a while, she picked up a small hemispherical thing with a brass shell from the bushes of the dwarf trees and waved back to the others: "Found it, here!" ”

It was a clockwork elf, a copper shell that reflected the sun's rays and glittered in Scarpet's hands.

Scarpe's scouting skills are high, and combined with the talent of the elven race, this clockwork elf stands out in the bushes like an infrared heat source in her vision.

Heng can't do that.

Because he was an alchemist, the bushes seemed to him no different from anywhere else in the vast primeval forest.

"Ed!" This is Fang Yuan's ID in this world, and Scarpe called out to him and threw the ball over. "Thanks, Miss Scarpet!" Fang Yu caught the ball and lifted the camera, and at the same time opened his left eye, his pupils were dark and brown like most Chinese, but the iris inside was like a flame and expanded outward, which looked very beautiful.

There is no magical magic in this world, but ancient warlocks invented the formula of alchemy and equivalent exchange, through which magic is driven, and people can use some powerful tools. These tools are divided into two categories, one is a magic guide that can be used by ordinary people, and the other is a combat tool that can be used by people who must have the corresponding magic adaptability.

But either way, only a professional craftsman can maintain and recharge. These professional craftsmen are alchemists.

"No thanks," Scarpe said shrewdly, bending his eyes and smiling, "and that's in your salary." ”

"Just remember to pack food and shelter!" Fang Yu smiled nonchalantly.

"Just kidding, I didn't expect you to use a clockwork goblin, which scared me! Ed, why don't you join our adventure party? Scarpe looked at the young man with some half-seriousness.

"That's not going to work, I got to Aitaria with a lot of difficulty, and I have my own goals! I'm going to see the Holy Mountain, the giant trees and hills of Nurinari, and maybe Rotao, the home of the wilderness—and then cross the land bridge to the fantasy Second World, follow in the footsteps of the forerunners, and maybe one day form my own adventure. ”

"Phew! The imp who is not ashamed of his words, obviously does not even have the adaptability of magic power, and it is a wise choice to stay in Tarun honestly, so as not to lose his life. Scarpe knocked him on the head angrily.

Fang Yu covered his head and smiled, not impressed.

He was smuggled into this world.

In the middle of the 21st century, human beings inadvertently discovered a special substance in the hast042 region of the asteroid belt - glowing matter, through the deconstruction of the information residue of the high-dimensional universe in the glowing material 'second element', in 2071, using the Henghui structure, human beings finally constructed a ring gate between the earth and the moon to the 'high-dimensional world'.

And this world is Aitalia.

However, it soon became clear that Aitalia was not an imaginary high-dimensional world - more like a piece of information residue, where there was no real matter, but a large number of second-class elements and high-dimensional information were active, constituting a 'real' world. In order to develop and seize the second element, the first Drafters, the forerunners of the governments after entering the stargate, have launched a fierce competition in Aitalia. With the passage of time, this competition has gradually become a well-known display and competition between countries, and the Elector has become a synonym for glory and glory as if overnight.

This is the origin of super sports -

As a generation born on Earth after the Star Gate Age, Fang Yu grew up listening to those stories, dreaming that one day he could become one of those heroes. But becoming a Draftee is not an easy task, training and qualifications alone require a lot of money, and his parents died early, and it is obviously unrealistic to expect his aunt's family to invest such a large sum of money in him.

Fortunately, through a friend, he met a supposedly reliable snake head online. The other party was a staff member of the Star Port, and after spending almost all of his savings, the staff member finally did not disappear suddenly, but kept his promise to really help him get a ticket for internal affairs and take him into the Star Gate.

The process went smoothly, just a little flaw.

Since he was smuggled in, Fang Yuan did not have a glow device, which meant that he had no magical adaptability and could only be an ordinary person in this world. And since he had never registered in Starport, he had no novice guide, and he lived alone in Kapuka for six months before he learned a little bit of alchemist's skills, and groped for the manipulation skills of several magic tools.

Fortunately, he is a natural optimist, and not only is he not depressed at all, but he enjoys it. In this way, he recklessly embarked on the journey of his first adventure.

He first went to Rodale alone, where he stayed for several days, hoping to find a team that would accept him. But no one looks down on a newcomer who doesn't have magical adaptability, until they meet Scarpe's team.

The small team that Scapet and her boyfriend founded was a kind of private adventure group that was common in the world, self-financed, and the team's funds were often not very generous after settling the salaries and daily expenses of the members—in short, they were struggling.

In fact, she was also looking for an alchemist with the right price to accompany the team, and she couldn't help but laugh out loud when she thought of the situation when they met. The innocent big boy didn't know the difference between a regular member and an alchemist on the team, and the party certainly wouldn't want a team member who didn't have magical adaptability, but he never made it clear that he was good at the alchemist's craft.

Fortunately, the always shrewd Silk Capet asked carefully at the time, and then took the opportunity to win Fang Yu at an unbelievable price. This price may even be illegal, as the Artisans of Aitaria have actually set a minimum wage for alchemists who participate in the adventure in order to protect the interests of the alchemists.

There may be few people in this world who dare to offend the towering giant of the Craftsman Association.

Of course, we also know that high returns will always make capitalists take risks.

Then Scapet found out that she had picked up the treasure.

Although the older boy claimed to have mastered the basic skills of an alchemist in six months, and had passed the assessment to become a trainee second-order alchemist, Scapet and her boyfriend Quillot had never heard of anyone who had not completed the novice period in six months, usually a month at most. It sounded like a talent that couldn't have been worse, but they were surprised to find that Fang Ou's craftsmanship was very exquisite, and he could even manipulate the clockwork fairy.

That's usually the craft of a combat craftsman -

Scarpay feels like she's picked up a gold brick, but it's a pity that the brain of this gold brick seems to be really 24K solid, obviously she doesn't even have adaptive magic, and she is clamoring to go to the second world, and she doesn't want to join her team.

Neurotic!

Since the remains of the Gorgong Sanctuary can already be seen in this direction, the team has entered the intended target area. Since Scarpay's team was only in charge of support and had to wait for the other two teams to enter, the party stopped where they were.

Scarpet's boyfriend, a tall man named Quelod, sat on a rotten log and gave orders to the big guys to set up camp, his cheeks shaved inward, his cheeks covered with a shallow layer of stubble, and his face was deep and handsome, very manly. The battle equipment was a large sword, the sword seemed to be two pieces of metal together, the blade was two fingers thick, more than a meter long, the surface was covered with scratches, and the gauntlet was embedded with a red calcite.

The magic furnace behind his waist was one size larger than Fang Yuan's, and although there were only three sockets, each socket was plugged into strange metal inserts - some of them were pure copper parts, and some were crystal pillars embedded in metal.

Then there were the little metal kettles, at least seven or eight flattened jugs that he could count from the top and bottom of his body, strapped to his waist, arms and legs, and filled with water mixed with liquor—a few bottles of pure wine, vodka. With every few strokes, he took out a jug and took a sip, then put it back in a curtling slur under Scarpain's angry glare.

Fang Yu was very suspicious that this uncle was a fighting people before he came to Aitalia.

Of course, the other party looks majestic, but in fact, this small team is not connected by discipline, but by the warmth of people. The small team is like this, although there are all kinds of drawbacks, but everyone knows each other well, at least there will be no lack of small warmth.

And when Fang Yu was secretly looking at the regiment leader, Quillot also squinted at the former, and then nodded.

He has a different view of Fang Plover than his girlfriend, talent is very important, but it doesn't necessarily work without talent. He worked as an aircraft engineer in Russia's logistics support department before becoming a Draftee; This industry requires meticulousness, patience and responsibility, all of which are indispensable, and he can still see many of them in the early years, but now there are fewer and fewer newcomers with a sense of responsibility and patience. The young people who were sent were like future stars, and they were all frivolous.

But in Fang Yuan, he saw this long-lost quality again.

While camping, people began to make small talk with each other, and one of them said, "Speaking of which, don't you think this mission is a little different from the previous one?" ”

"Yes, there are some differences, the other day our main task was to open maps (exploration and reconnaissance) and participate in defense, and it is rare for us to be asked to work together with the main force."

"It seems to be a recycling mission this time, what is it to recycle?"

"It's probably a battle-level magic guide."

Fang Yu himself clearly felt that this mission was different from the previous ones. Even the Flore Descendants had sent a liaison officer down, which had never been the case in the previous two months, thinking of this, Fang Yu couldn't help but look around.

Unfortunately, a tent had just been erected not far away, blocking his view.

The forest is quiet.

Speaking of which, although the team of Scapet and Quirlot is called the Dawn Star, they are not here to improve their cultural cultivation or cultivate their body and mind, but to fight.

The war has been going on in Tarun for almost a summer. Private adventure parties of all sizes are almost real-world defense contractors here – to put it mildly, mercenaries are one of the oldest professions in the world.

However, to the south of the Dragon's Roar Mountains is a sea of trees, with mountains stretching over the hills, and the nearest town, Kapka, is thousands of miles away, so even if the Descendants of Flor and the Rainbow Alliance pull out their brains here, the two major indigenous forces nearby, the Knights of the Ancient Towers and the Kaorin-Ishurian Alliance, will not bother with it.

As for why the warring sides are fighting in this place where birds don't, then only God will know. The mercenaries didn't care about any of this, and Fang Plover didn't know much about either side of the war—only that one side was the Elector Alliance of the Sea of Ancient Trees, and the other side had a background in the south of Ishurian.

And the names that Fang Yu was familiar with, they were not in the First World, and almost all of the top Electors and Electors' Guilds in Aitaria were in the world behind the First Land Bridge.

"Speaking of which, Miss Scapet, do you know why the Descendants of Flor are at war with the Rainbow Alliance?" Fang Yu turned around and asked. Because he suddenly found that his understanding of the first world of his team was a little too shallow, in addition to the holy mountain Eldron and the hill of the giant tree of Nurinari, it was also a wonderful world in itself.

"I'm here to teach you a lesson, Xinding, have you seen those ruins? That's all good stuff! Scarpe pointed to the distance and replied in an old-fashioned manner, "An unexplored ruin, in which anything is possible, gold, treasures, and of course, ancient heritage. ”

Fang Yu was shocked: "Then why didn't we search for it ourselves when we were stationed?" ”

"Why didn't we do that?"

"Ahem—" Quilrod coughed loudly.

Only then did Scapet realize that he had said the wrong thing, and quietly changed his words: "Why didn't we do that?" Because we can't do that, we're defense contractors, we have our own professional ethics, how can we guard our own theft? ”

"I believe it." Fang Yu nodded sincerely.

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