Watching the trace of transparent lilac gas dissipate into invisibility with the wind on his fingertips, Wilde stared at his fingertips and fell silent.

After a long time, he let out an inaudible sigh: "It's still not enough." ”

Wilde didn't stop after sighing, he knew that the road to cultivation or becoming stronger was never smooth, the difference was only... He was desperate to get stronger right now, and it was a kind of eagerness.

But it is precisely because of this that Wild and Wild understand that all dejective behavior will be a waste of time, and it will be farther and farther away from becoming stronger.

Continue to practice with your eyes closed.

The body is motionless, like a rock, standing in the wind and sand.

The orange-yellow of the sky gradually turned to a dull gray, and the sun, as it went down, replaced the sun with vague stars, and of course, the moon.

The temperature of the starry night is very low, and the wind and sand become cold on the body, but it gives people a sense of comfort and comfort, a kind of coolness that rises from the bottom of the heart, which makes people can't help but calm down, quiet, and have no distractions.

WILD's body remained motionless, fixed in the starlight and the wind and sand, feeling the evening breeze and his body.

It wasn't until the stars shifted and the sun rose in the east the next day that I felt stiff and hungry.

When I opened my eyes, my brow furrowed.

There is no doubt that one night does not miraculously lead to leapfrog progress.

Wilder was a little anxious, he had a hunch that as long as he developed the trait of biogas, his combat power would be upgraded.

In the face of the imminent, the threat of the aunt also has the confidence to fight.

But Wild also knew that this could not be changed, and it was not something that could be changed in a hurry.

Eagerness, knowing will make the heart chaotic, let one's judgment of things become dull, and will not bring any benefit to oneself.

In the course of the night, his body was already covered with sand, and as Wilde got up, the sand fell.

Wild walked towards his tent.

At about six o'clock in the morning, Claire fell asleep on her side on the desk, her small waist was stretched out in a beautiful and sexy arc because of this position, the professional uniform on her body was tight, and her bumpy figure was vividly displayed.

"Smack!"

Wilde walked over, and a bad taste suddenly rose in his heart, and he slapped Claire's round and sturdy buttocks.

Claire's eyes widened, and she was stunned, incredulous, distracted, and all kinds of emotions took turns in her eyes, and finally froze into a froze of froze.

Gradually, a flush crept up the face.

If I had to use an expression to describe my mood and thoughts, Claire must be like this at this time...

Huh?!

Under the shame and some complicated joy, Claire lowered her head in a panic, leaving a sentence of "boss, I'll go get you breakfast" and lowered her head, not daring to look at Wild's face the whole time, and ran out of the camp in a panic.

"Heh..."

Woman...

Wilde regained his composure, sat down behind his desk, and began to deal with the business that had been piled up for a long time.

After a few moments, Claire came in with a hearty breakfast.

But as if remembering something serious, Claire regained her composure and competence, and said as she set her plate aside.

"Boss, the news of finding an address suitable for the establishment of the national capital has just arrived."

"Huh?" Hearing this, Wild looked up.

Is it so fast?

Although Wild had already ordered him to go down as soon as he landed and pay attention to the location of the national capital while fighting, he didn't expect the news to come so soon.

This is the issue that he is most concerned about and attaches great importance to.

"Who found out?" Wilde asked hurriedly.

"It's the only team of the monitoring force stationed here on the island, and the team leader is outside." Claire replied immediately.

"Call him in."

"Yes."

Later, the squad leader was picked up by Claire, who asked him a few questions about the environment, and after making sure he had not departed from his request, he began to enjoy breakfast.

The meal Wilder didn't gobble up, but it was much faster than usual.

"Let's go, let's see." After breakfast, Wilder immediately said to the squad leader.

The future capital of a country, that is, the existence of the base camp of Wild, must not be delayed or treated lightly, must be combined with all aspects, and the location must also be the most beneficial place for him Wild, Wild attaches great importance to this, so he must also go to it first.

Soon, the team leader led Wilder and Claire out of the tent and headed for their destination.

The road was not close, and the road was dusty until the sun approached the westward setting before reaching the destination.

"It's confirmed, the national capital is here!" As soon as he arrived, seeing the surrounding environment from afar, Wild could already determine that this was the place where he would be the future capital, and that no one could understand the requirements and conditions in his mind better than himself, and this was the place he wanted.

The first thing you see is a wet forest of dead wood, and the messy black withered branches form a dead black "forest".

The black, intertwined, chaotic roots of the trees are dead, but... It's not really dead, but it's occasionally seen on the black, withered branches with tender green leaves.

The reason why it is called a wet forest is because a large part of the black black dead wood is caused by moisture, which has been invaded by moisture for many years, causing these dead trees to turn black, forming such a special plant, which is hard and black all over.

Their roots are rooted in a muddy swamp of wetland.

On the one hand, it resembles water, on the other hand, it is mudder and viscous than water, and if I had to describe it, it is probably a kind of swamp with more water, and the swamp is deposited underneath, and then above it is about ten centimeters of water, and these black trees are rooted in it.

The dead wood wet forest is only a part, and there are large and small, or contiguous or independent swamp ponds around it, and there are grasses in between, and the grass is bottomless water under the grass, which is a relatively alternative swamp, stepping into it, if you are not careful, you will sink deep between the roots and stems of the grass, they are swamps formed by a large number of aquatic plants.

In addition, there are swamps that are completely muddy, there are small patches of solid land that occasionally exist, and there are simple lakes, and of course there are certainly dangerous flooded meadows around the lakes.

The entire vast area that can be used as the capital of the country is made up of these large features, and of course, on the whole, there are still places suitable for living and living in a detailed range.

This is the general environment and appearance of the national capital, and what can really be called the base camp of Wild is the "royal palace" that can be found in this national capital.

If it is said that the environment of the national capital can still live in after development, then the palace is a completely dangerous and Jedi in the eyes of ordinary people.

The place where the royal palace was built in Wild's mind is simply a miniature of the environment of the national capital, with all kinds of strange and dangerous landforms gathered together.

Swamps, swamps, and dark wood jungles are wrapped around the perimeter, with a huge lake in the middle, and in the middle of which there is only mud left by the swamps, and fierce beasts such as crocodiles infest, staging blood and killing.

Behind the lake is a cliff, above which is a lush green forest, and behind the forest is uninhabited, because it is a complete Jedi, a bottomless, boundless huge crack, and the huge crack and the surrounding forest are filled with purple mist, making it impossible to see through the scene inside.

"The boss... Is the national capital really going to be built in such a place? Claire looked at the environment in front of her and hesitated.

"Of course." Wilde grinned meaningfully, "It's hard to find a place like this, and, Claire, don't forget your abilities, aren't you the most suitable architect in this place?" ”

"But boss..." At this time, it was the team leader next to him who looked at the environment in the distance and frowned: "Boss, you haven't gone in, you may not know, my inspector has become a person who almost can't get out of it." ”

"Huh? How so? Wild's tall body turned to look at him.

"Needless to say, the forest and the big chasm in the back, right around the cliff... That is, the boss where you want to build the palace, there is a lot of poisonous gas, I suspect it is methane, my people feel difficult to breathe not long after entering, dizziness, if not for the rescue would have been dead. ”

"Biogas...!" Wild's heart moved, his eyes fell on the place that the squad leader said, and when he saw and heard it, he sensed something like nothing.

Maybe...

Wild's eyes flashed with excitement, and he had a few more thoughts in his heart.

Is it possible to use this natural environment to bring out the biogas properties of the swamp?

WILD Flavors didn't know if this would work, but there was a chance to develop it quickly, so we had to give it a try.

As for the construction of the palace, it is not without a solution, as long as it is planned, there is no place where the biogas invades as a secondary building that can allow his subordinates to enter and exit freely, and he is not afraid of biogas, so the place where he lives can be built in the biogas as the main hall, and then build a secondary hall that has not been invaded by the biogas.

Of course... If the solution can be perfected, of course, it will all be built in the biogas range.

In addition, there is such a thing as a gas mask, which is not impossible to enter and exit between the methane gas.

There are many ways to solve it, and WILD Flavors and Specialty Ingredients doesn't care about it at all.

Let's put that idea into practice first.

Wilde looked at the methane and felt a sense of impatience in his heart.

"I'll solve the problem of biogas, you two go back first, and report to me at any time on the progress of the incident."

"Yes."

"Okay, boss."

After leading the two of them away, Wild's feet moved, and his body jumped in the air and rushed into the dangerous area.

The wind from the high-speed movement whirled past his ears, and Wild landed on a sharp protruding cliff rock.

"Sure enough, my body has the capacity to hold or... Characteristics of survival in biogas. ”

As soon as he sat down, Wilde felt a change in his body, and the methane that had been refined by himself for many years in his body suddenly became active, much clearer than before.

"This place is really useful for my biogas cultivation, maybe I can control the biogas in this area in the future."

The cultivation of biogas Wilde has actually been improving, but the progress is too slow, and his physical fitness strength has reached something similar to a "bottleneck", although the cultivation of the swamp fruit has been improving, but I don't know if it is the reason why the body is dragging its feet or the ability to continue to develop biogas, the development of biogas can be said to be a snail crawling, and it is the kind that is 18,000 miles away from the end point of the real development.

Wilde closed his eyes and unleashed his domineering aura unreservedly, and at the same time turned on his unique scan, enveloping the entire area around six hundred meters, and soon, the slowly flowing swamp gas around his body was clearly revealed.

What's next?

Above Wild's closed eyes, two eyebrows locked tightly.

He was observing the biogas around him, and at the same time, he was also observing the trace of biogas in his body, trying to see if the two would have a so-called "resonance" or any change.

Wild believes that the biogas around him can be used for himself, and his body has properties associated with biogas.

So...

Again, that's the problem.

What to do?

Wilder didn't know, he could only wait, wait for that slightest hint of change.

This is not an ordinary exercise, but an experiment that has never been done before.

"Maybe I should have fun inhaling this biogas?" Wild Wild was not sure whether to implement this potentially dangerous idea.

No one can guarantee that increasing the frequency of breathing biogas will lead to the breaking of his current state of not being afraid of methane.

Maybe things are going back to the good side.

But it can also turn bad and catch people off guard.

"Wait, wait for half an hour, if there is no change, then my body may really be completely unafraid of biogas, and then try again."

Wild Wilde emptied his mind and threw his mind completely into the biogas, carefully appreciating the subtle changes.

Before you know it, the wind is blowing.

Breeze.

The speed of the biogas flow accelerated, and at this moment, Wild suddenly caught a trace of change, and his heart moved, and he quickly calmed down to experience it.

As the clock ticked, Wild felt the temperature drop, and he knew that night had come.

Seeing and hearing this, the surroundings suddenly became "lively", and the secret human-loving giant beasts came out to forage for food.

Wilde wasn't worried about being disturbed, the cliffs here were so dangerous that ordinary beasts couldn't come up at all.

Of course, there are exceptions.

The exception is usually unexpected, Wild opens his eyes and something invisible radiates out of his eyes!

"Buzz...!"

An icy aura that was enough to make people dizzy made the pupils of the giant beast coming towards the cliff wall below dilute, and rolled down with the whites of its eyes.

"It's...!"

Wild's pupils shrank, his pupils fluttered slightly, and the expression on his face seemed to be incredulous.