Volume 1 The Storm Chapter 6 Is That a Squirrel?

Accompanied by the chirping of birds, a few squirrels were playing in the trees.

Facing the sun, Sean let the light sprinkle on his body casually, warming his slightly stiff body through the cold night.

Stretching his waist, Sean left the tent that accompanied him all night, although he was reluctant, he met for the first time last night, and the parting came so quickly, although he had slept in the same bed for a hundred years, his parting with the tent was imminent, but that feeling was still there.

After today, separate from it. Sean wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and couldn't help but feel a sorrow of eggs, life is often like this, gather today and disperse tomorrow, and after hard work, you will understand that hard work is useless.

"Sean, come to breakfast!"

Hearing Ann's urging, Sean suddenly felt that the new day was full of vitality, and the girl who was full of vitality in the early morning made people look forward to it.

"Farewell, tent for the night!"

Tent [MMP's retarded!] 】

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"Here we are, Ann."

Tidy up your clothes so that they don't look so crumpled, and sit down next to Ann to start eating.

Today's breakfast was a typical Hinterland continental breakfast, with a slightly toothy black bread and a bowl of rich onion soup that had been simmered for a long time.

Sean took the dagger that Ann handed over, and he could only eat it if he cut the bread into small pieces and soaked it in the soup. The texture of the brown bread is like stinky tofu that has been left for 30 years, and the sour smell is disgusting.

Speaking of breakfast, whether it's on the battlefield or on the Hinterland continent.

Brown bread and onion soup are the most common foods, and according to the tavern bartender's grapevine, the daughter of the mayor of Chongjin Town will use fresh warm milk every day, add honey to it, and accompany the white bread made of finely ground wheat, and the blueberries produced by the mayor's manor are indispensable. The mayor's daughter said that she would not eat the same food as commoners, and that she was a nobleman, so she had to live as a nobleman.

Her views were well received and emulated by wealthy families throughout the town, which also brought the sales of the mayor's estate products to a new peak.

As for the mayor's daughter drinking milk must add honey, Sean is very disdainful of this, and after learning about the life of the mayor's family from the bartender, Sean is full of malice towards the so-called aristocratic life of the mayor's daughter.

"Didn't he know that milk should not be sweetened? Sweet milk can destroy the original natural taste of milk, only freshly squeezed milk can make people taste the natural taste with a hint of fishy, full of sunshine and maternal love. Sweet milk is all evil! It's heresy! ”

Since then, Sean has been one of the most unpopular ten in the bartender's heart, citing Sean for insulting his goddess and questioning his goddess's taste.

Sean can no longer get free gossip from him until Sean can get forgiveness from his goddess.

But how can Sean know that the bartender's goddess is the mayor's daughter, you must know that the mayor's daughter is only nine years old this year.

Sean looked at the bartender indignantly and silently stayed away from him, Sean is only eight years old this year, who knows if the bartender will treat Sean as his male god, no wonder Sean feels that the bartender usually looks at him a little strange.

Thinking of this, Sean's body trembled reflexively and felt scared.

After breakfast, the three of Ann's team decided to send Sean back to the camp first, not only to ensure Sean's safety, but also to resupply along the way.

When Sean offered to follow Ann to the wild area to see what they were doing with the monsters in the wild area, all three of them looked embarrassed and kept silent.

A certain group of people marched in a line, and Thompson was at the forefront, slashing through the thorns and tree trunks that stood in his way with the knight's sword.

Sean was sandwiched between Cindy and Ann, and the group headed southwest according to the position of the sun.

Along the way, tall trees cut off the view, and every now and then a small sound can be heard. Occasionally, a few small snakes would pop out, and Sean was startled when he saw it for the first time, and the fruit from a squirrel's mouth fell on Sean's head, which scared Sean into Ann's arms, shivering, but it felt refreshing and refreshing, soft and firm.

Since then, Cindy has carried Sean on her back all the way, so that Sean will not be frightened by the small movements. The reason given is that they need to speed up their pace, they can't waste time on the road, and their plans need to be carried out in a hurry. If the plan goes well, they will be able to accumulate enough experience to advance and graduate from the rookie adventurer.

But Sean understands that Cindy is jealous, and he has no chance to get into Ann's arms.

In addition to encountering squirrels, various birds and snakes, the most common flat silk on the road is a chicken with a backpack.

The chicks ran all the way by, and they ran past them with a bang. The closer you get to the camp, the more chicks you can see, and you can tell that this road is the so-called avenue, and many people rely on this road to pass.

Whenever he meets a chick with a backpack, Thompson will have a foolish smile on his face.

"Sean." Thompson happily said to Sean, "You know what? When we make the cut, our squad will be able to apply for such a chicken, which is called the messenger chicken, not the kind of roast chicken we had last night, but I would like to taste the difference between the taste of the messenger chicken and regular chicken. ”

Bang!

The hammer of love smashed on Thompson's head with his words.

"How many times have you said that, Thompson! That's the messenger chicken, and the kind of ordinary chicken we eat is a completely different existence, in the future, our team will not eat chicken, resolutely do not eat chicken, the messenger is the most reliable existence in the team! ”

Looking at the angry Ann, Thompson was intimidated, and it seemed that he had brought up this idea a lot.

"It's almost there!"

Cindy pointed into the distance, reminding the group.

Sean looked in the direction Cindy was pointing, and in the distance, an extraordinarily large tree stood there, and the roof of the building could be faintly seen.

Picking up the pace, in less than a quarter of an hour, the muddy ground was gone, replaced by a small path of stone slabs in Pucheng, and various buildings appeared in front of them to symbolize the arrival of the group at the camp.

"Thank you very much for taking care of you."

Bowing deeply to the three of Ann's team, Sean understood that without Ann's help, he might have been confused, lost in the forest, and couldn't find such a safe place as the camp.

"Then let's go our separate ways, Sean. You should be able to wait for your teammates here, and if you don't, you'll go to the location of the World Tree, where there's a lot of sleep, and you'll be able to use your ID card to go back to Hinterland. ”

Cindy kindly reminded Sean that the group waved goodbye.

After that, Sean separated from the trio.

Sean needs to know more about this place, and Ann and them need to complete the supply to complete the promotion.

It wasn't until Ann was out of sight that Sean turned around and headed towards the center, there was a huge tree, and Sean wasn't worried about getting lost. Also, Cindy said that there was a way out there, and there must be a lot of people there.

Walking towards the location of the World Tree, Sean carefully observed the camp.

There are all sorts of vendors, taverns and inns, some of which run large shops, but many of whom set up their stalls on small canvas. It was lined with weapons, bottled potions, and unrecognizable stones.

Taverns and inns are like ordinary towns, noisy, and every now and then a drunk who is drunk but does not want to be superficial is thrown out and beaten up. The young ladies with heavy makeup wore short skirts and shuttled among the drunks, in order to let the drunks have an extra drink or touch the round and shiny gadgets from the drunks' arms.

Some drinkers will touch the young lady with their uncontrolled hands, and when he succeeds, the people around him will laugh.

The young lady was a little angry and refilled the drinker's glass. And some of them would go to the upstairs room hand in hand after a whisper, and the drinkers around them would sigh that this was another lucky boy, and think of their poor pockets, and want to open them again.

The road is lined with shops and taverns, and there are trees interspersed between the houses, so you can see that this was once a forest, and the number of people living here has formed the size of the town.

The road in the middle of the road is unwalked, only messenger chickens with backpacks coming and going. Every now and then, a messenger chicken will run into a shop, and the shopkeeper will take a note and gold from his back and put the corresponding items in his backpack, which has become the default rule in the camp.

The camp, like the towns on mainland Hinterland, was similar in architecture and prosperity.

What's even more exciting to Sean is that there are many different kinds of races here, full of mechanical-style goblins, driving strange machines; The elf, full of noble temperament, enjoys a cup of hot tea in the sun; There are also races such as trolls and orcs with baring fangs, which are full of wildness.

It took Sean half an hour to finally reach the foot of the World Tree.

Leaning against a tree on the side of the road, Sean gasped.

"Is that a squirrel?"

A gruff voice came from behind him.

"Come on, you!"