The carriage stopped at the entrance of a modest camp. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The East Acropolis was built along the river. Most of the rivers in the northern part of the continent flow down from the snow-capped mountains, but the Lin River is not. The streams that stretched out from the depths of the twilight mountains and forests converged into the Lin River, which was like a lifeline for Golden Feather City and the surrounding cities. The river made a great bend of nearly ninety degrees near the East Acropolis, flowing eastward and northward.

The large area of water makes the valley area west of Dongwei, even closer to the interior, have a wetter climate than some areas to the east. In the summer, the rain is abundant, the roads are muddy, and the heavy body of the herbivorous dragon is almost impossible to walk on the muddy road. This is also the reason why Feng Chen and Cheng Jing abandoned the herbivorous dragon instead of it, but hired a carriage.

The two stayed overnight at the union's hotel and then left for the training camp, driving the old coachman who had traveled between Jinyu City and Dongwei for many years.

There was no large amount of goods, and the destination was still such a remote valley camp, and the old man was impatient at first to refuse. However, Cheng Jing is still a hunter, and his safety is always guaranteed, and he added 20% of the fee, which reluctantly let the two young people get into the car.

The carriage traveled more than 60 kilometers on the main road and struggled for four hours on the muddy mountain road to reach the camp gate. As soon as he got out of the car, the old man hurried to drink the horse, and he told Cheng Jing to meet at the door, and told the young hunter to hurry back to the car, otherwise the remaining half a day would not be enough for him to rush back to Jinyu City. Staying in the wilderness at night, not to mention mountain roads, even official roads are unsafe.

The entrance to the camp was paved with a thin layer of stones, which was said to be the doorway, but in fact it was a simple gate made of wooden arches and wooden fences. From the outside, you can see the semi-permanent simple wooden houses in the camp, and there are more than 20 such sloping roof square houses at a glance, and the whole small camp should be able to accommodate about 50 people.

No matter how you look at it, it's an ordinary training camp. Although the conditions are a little difficult, Feng Chen is used to living in the wooden house of his family in Xuelin Village, and he only came here to change the soup without changing the medicine.

He thought of the little girl Qin Shui in the trade union hall, and she once reminded herself in a threatening tone that this was the "devil's training camp", and the more reliable cats did not deny this statement. At night, Cheng Jing vaguely mentioned that this place is "very different from other training camps", but as for why, the three of them can't say clearly.

Now that he has come here, even the Longtan Tiger's Den has to break into, and the little hunter cheered himself up, pushed open the simple fence gate, and entered the camp.

There were no checkpoints in the camp, and there were no people in the semi-open-air huts that served as gatehouses on the sides of the gates. Cheng Jing found the records of the entry and exit on the desktop of the gatehouse, only the last five days, with the date written in scribbled notes, but no one came or went. As a courtesy, the young hunter filled in the form today with his name and that of Dust.

"Anyone?" Feng Chen shouted at the camp, it seemed too quiet for a training camp that was accepting new members, "My name is Feng Chen, and I'm here to report!" ”

No one responded, and the camp was like it was abandoned. Cheng Jing, who followed closely, pushed open the door of a wooden house in front of him, and as the door was pushed open, the dust in the room was raised, and the dust was sealed and saw that the cobwebs had hung all over the corner.

"This isn't really a camp for ghosts." Feng Chen swallowed, "Why is there no one?" ”

"Go deeper." Cheng Jing pointed to the depths of the camp and said with some uncertainty, "It can't be that there are no people guarding the camp." ”

The training camp was not big, and it didn't take long for the two of them to see a man at the top of a low wall.

It was a young man about the size of Sealed Dust, dressed in a short yellow hunting suit, sitting on the wall and doing nothing. He is thinner and smaller than Feng Manyun, but he is by no means weak, but makes people feel delicate and powerful.

"Hey, do you know where the instructor of this camp is?" Cheng Jing waved his hand.

The thin boy was sitting on the wall with a candy stick in his mouth and looking into the distance, when he heard someone shouting, he looked towards the sound: "Hey! Someone is really coming! He was holding a candy stick and slurred some words

"That ......" Feng Chen took two steps forward and looked up at him, "I'm here to report, do you know where the instructor of this camp is?" ”

The young man in yellow jumped off the wall and chewed the sugar in his mouth twice: "The instructor of this camp is gone, and there are not many people left. ”

"And who's in charge here now?" Cheng Jing asked, although it was a little strange that the instructor left his post without permission, he still had to give the highest priority to the dust boy's report.

"If you have to say it...... "The young man smiled bitterly, "I'm in charge now, and the letter of assignment can be handed over to me, come with me." He beckoned to Dust, "I'll take you around the camp and find a place to settle down." ”

After handing over the formalities and instructing the dust to seal the dust, the hunter Cheng Jing rushed back to the carriage. Only the young man in yellow and Feng Chen were left standing on the huge training ground.

"You've been 'exiled' here, aren't you?" The young man in yellow opened the letter of assignment that sealed the dust, and he didn't know where to take out another candy stick and put it in his mouth.

"'Exile'?" Feng Chen shook his head, "I don't know, the deacon's certificate of passing the assessment says that he wants me to come here." ”

"Chief Deacon?" The boy sucked the candy stick in his mouth hard, "Then you really offended those guys." He said vaguely, "My name is Jia Xiao, whatever you call me, my friends called me a tomboy before I came here, but I am a real man." ”

"My name is Feng Chen." Little Orion also politely stretched out his hand, and the two shook it briefly, "You just said that there aren't many people here." He asked, "Is there anyone else in this camp besides you?" ”

"Yes," he said, gesturing to the depths of the camp, "are apprentice hunters who, like me, have been 'exiled' here for various reasons. There are three such people, not counting you and me. ”

Hearing that he was not alone in this camp, Feng Chen's heart calmed down slightly.

"There is a man named Nie Xiaoyang who lives at the end of the west, except for the first day of his report, he almost stayed in his house and never came out." Jia Xiao belonged to the talkative type, and he was walking around the camp with Feng Chen, and he was briefing him on the situation here.

"The one on the highest slope is one named Shentu Miaoling."

"Girls?" Feng Chen was a little surprised, "Are girls going to be hunters too?" ”

Speaking of this, Jia Xiao's face showed a gloomy look, "It's not that I want to be, among all the candidate hunters this year, all of the ones who have been assigned to this training ground are all children who have been abandoned for various reasons. ”

This is not a training ground for trainee hunters in the ordinary sense, although the water and grass are not barren, but due to the narrow terrain, it is not suitable for large lower herbivorous monsters to run and migrate, and only a few small herbivores settle down. This has led to small predators such as dogs and dragons in the vicinity. Although it is designated as a predatory ground for a certain high-ranking wyvern, there are almost no records of its visits to the area.

In other words, the vicinity of this training camp is not dangerous for trainee hunters, but it is too comfortable, and those students who seek training usually do not learn anything too valuable when they come here. Because of this, the camp was abandoned shortly after its establishment, but for some unknown reason, it was not erased from the union's list of training camps, but has always existed.

For a long time, the children of some errant union hunters, the younger generation who had fallen victim to family struggles, or children who were unnecessary and unable to be nurtured for various reasons were all sent here to survive a year of apprenticeship, and after not receiving any practical experience and hunting knowledge, they were scrawled to the official hunter's badge, and then lived out the hunter's life in obscurity. This has gradually become an unspoken rule between the hunters' guild and the big shots.