Sitting cross-legged in a fishing spot made up of improvised work by the dark priests, I don't know why I remembered a Tang poem.

Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear.

Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow.

I have to admit that there is really a big gap between this "Jiang Xue" and the current situation, and the only one that can barely be linked to the twenty words in the whole poem is probably only a single fishing word.

Carefully disassemble each paragraph of the poem to compare it with reality, starting from the first sentence of the thousand mountain birds flying away, and look at the unknown birds and finches that have been constantly chirping and brushing the sense of zài by the forest lake from just now, although the number has not reached the distance of covering the sky, but at a cursory glance there are at least dozens of them.

Even the system's built-in translation function couldn't discern what the bird language was talking about, and for a long time it looked like countless flies were circling around your ears, so finally I took off my blindfold and took out the elemental color block and threw it towards the densest part of the flock...... Then the whole world fell silent.

Ignoring the dark priest who went to the lake in a small boat to pick up the corpses of birds, let us restore our original identity as a literary youth and turn our attention to the second sentence.

As the name suggests, you can't see anyone other than yourself, but if you look back at my left and right, on the left is a famous flower elf, and on the right is a headless horseman who is also holding a fishing rod, and there is even a gloomy Seraphic angel under the tree not far away.

The main reason why I didn't join the fishing group was that Luvica couldn't calm down and fish well, after the bait was stolen and eaten by the fish several times in a row, the invisible coercion emanating from the Seraphic Angel directly caused all the fish in the fishing area to turn their bellies, in order to avoid too much damage to the ecological environment and a good vacation itinerary was ruined, I had no choice but to confiscate Luvica's fishing rod. Let her go aside to recuperate.

Don't worry about fishing for the time being, let's finish the rest of the lonely boat and the cold river snow in one go.

Today's sunny weather is just right, so naturally it has nothing to do with the snow scene, and if the lonely boat is a lonely boat, if the scene of the dark priest taking a small boat to catch bird corpses is also included in the review criteria. Its image coincides with that of Lisa Weng, but the solo fishing part should be changed to public fishing.

So far, the whole poem can be said to be unrecognizable, obviously what I felt before was purely an ordinary brain pump, otherwise I would not have thought of this "Jiang Xue", which is completely inconsistent with the real situation.

Handing the rod to Beatrice, I got up and moved my body, which looked a little stiff from holding the same position for too long.

It had been several days since the news that the envoys of the tribal countries were coming to visit, and the initial attitude of waiting for the battle had been analyzed by many dark priests, and the astonishing fact that it would take at least half a month for the envoys to reach Timeres from their current mobility.

Half a month translates to two weeks, but I didn't have any plans during this window period, so I spent two days of idle life. I was almost mad and decided to make good on the terms of exchange with Luvica in advance, and after getting the thief brothers and sisters to hurry up and complete the travel itinerary of the trade route, I led a large number of undead creatures into the forest next to the trade road.

Off-campus teaching, graduation trips, classmates' outings, family trips, ...... Speaking of which, even as an otaku who doesn't like to go out on weekdays, if you accumulate decades of travel experience, it will definitely not be too thin, so with the knowledge from the modern earth and personal imagination, as a demon king, I finally have my own resort after a year of travel.

With a beautiful lakeside with fishing spots, forest trails full of nature, cabins in the woods and a picnic barbecue area outside, there's really nothing to find fault with for a hastily built resort.

At the front, special mention of law and order will be mentioned. It is because there are many thieves' dens around the trade road that have not been cleaned up, in order to avoid accidents in this wild life. The undead did not evacuate immediately after the construction work was completed, but formed a protective net around the outer part of the resort.

Heaven has the virtue of a good life, and the purpose of this protection net is not to protect the people in the resort, but to prevent some thieves who are not long-sighted from suffering a large number of casualties during this period.

Judging from the distribution map of the thieves' group originally provided by the thieves brothers and sisters, the strongest bandits here are only mid-level professionals, and I don't even have the heart to toss them with enemies like this. If someone really breaks through the protective net and runs in, the big deal is to find a quadruped animal and let the intruder be an escape master, and even the animal takes people to find a tree to hang on, thinking that there is such a negative case, and the remaining thieves will weigh the consequences carefully even if they want to come in.

Finish moving your muscles and bones. Instead of immediately returning to the fishing spot, I walked in the direction of the gloomy Ruvica.

What do you do with me? It's really boring to just watch people fish, so there was a hint of irritation in Luvica's words.

How to make Luvica happy was the point of this trip, so of course I didn't really hang each other out like that, but made a suggestion: how about we come to the game.

Race? Turning her eyes to the lake, Luvica quickly shook her head from side to side: "Fishing is boring, and I refuse."

You can see that you don't fit in with this leisure activity. Rubbing the tip of my nose with my index finger, I smiled as I had expected: In this case, let's compare something else, remember that today's dinner is barbecue.

Recalling the schedule she had seen earlier, Luvica nodded instead: "Yes, but what does this have to do with the race you mentioned?"

Although it is a barbecue, some of the ingredients will not be provided by the Dark Priests, we have to prepare them ourselves, and if we are allowed to fish here all day, then we will only have grilled fish to eat at night, so we must find as many ingredients as possible in order to enrich the dishes on the table. After finishing the introduction, I paused, then puffed up my chest and said, "In that case, why don't we use which side can prepare the most ingredients as the scoring criterion for a winner's showdown?"

Hearing this mode of competition, Luvica was slightly interested, but in the end she made a veto: no, the gap between me and yours is too great, and you only need to use the law......

That's right, here's the key! I snapped my fingers and cut off Luvica's words: "You are not allowed to use the rules in this competition, you must rely on your own strength to gather or hunt, and in order to balance the strength, I will be in a group of three.

I agree with these constraints, but your chances of winning are still not very good.

That's true, that's right. It wouldn't be a loss of face to admit that I might as well be inferior to the Seraph's crushing strength, so I smiled honestly: "What I just mentioned is just one part of the constraints, and I'll let Beatrice write a rule book for you to read slowly after the game starts."

Why don't you give me the rule book first? Luvica asks a question of course.

Quite simply, because it's a small means I use to delay your time. I didn't shy away from bringing my inner abacus to the table and stretched out my right hand to the front: although it was just a small game to play time, since it was a competition, I naturally had to give it my all. The old rule is that the loser must promise the winner a condition, no problem, right?

After carefully examining my expression, Luvica didn't know what she was thinking, and a very shallow upward arc appeared at the corner of her mouth: I have no objection.

Well, let's get the rule book out.

I turned my head and gave Beatrice a look, and the latter immediately untied the schoolbag that she had been carrying all morning, and now the three major artifact flower elves of elementary school students have obtained two, and only the last long flute can unlock the set effect, and get an additional correction of +5oo% damage to the middle-aged uncle.

As the contents were removed, the red backpack dried up in an instant, but the rules book that appeared in Beatrice's hand was as thick as a world encyclopedia...... (To be continued!)

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