After Ms. Milan insisted on going to the map, Merteban escorted everyone out of the small forest with tentacles, making sure that all of everyone's pockets were stuffed with all sorts of edible plants and strange little stones, and Vincent was given an extra large chirping bug named the Titan Cricket in a straw cage.

"It's the cutest creature I've ever seen in my life. Vincent said, chewing on the Blackberry that Merteban had delivered.

"Where's Dada at school?" Alfer joked with Vincent.

"Dada, what's that?" Karl thought was some species he hadn't seen before.

Vincent looked down and sorted out the few small pockets that had fallen on his belt, the stuff was too full, some berries were crushed, and the cloth pockets were dyed the color of juice, "A yellow and white puppy in the school, nothing but 'shake hands' and 'sit down'," Vincent thought for a moment and continued, "Well, Dada is the cutest creature, and Merteban is the second cutest. ”

"Brother Vincennes has a fledgling mentality!" Carl said as he watched Vincent help Alver get on his horse.

"Am I alright?" Vincent came over to help Carl get on his horse, only to have Miss Luna ask everyone to gather the things that the Murter class had sent together in a large sack.

Vincent told Carl to get on his horse first, and he would help Alph and Carl bring things over.

Watching Vincent walk towards Teacher Luna, Carl let the horse forward a few small steps, side by side with Elf, and he whispered to Elf, "Would you like to touch my scales?"

"What?" Alver was a little confused.

The expression on Carl's face seemed a little sad, and he said to Alver, "Aren't you all curious about me?"

"No...... It's not ......" Alfer was suddenly a little confused, "I respect my friend...... It is...... Not uncurious, but ......"

"Hahahahaha......" Carl laughed, "I know, I'm kidding you!"

Vincent emptied the gifts in the pockets of several people, leaving only three large plums that were still slightly green, and while the adults were sorting the gifts from Mertban, Vincent took the plums for Alph and Carl to pick first, and asked, "What are you laughing at?" He took a bite of his own plum, and his features began to gather urgently, "Damn! The skin is so sour! I should peel it!"

"Is that sour?" Carl twirled around with a plum in his right hand, "I was just teasing Elf, and his reaction was funny," Carl took a deep breath, "I'll try it too." After saying that, he took a big bite, released the reins of his left hand and covered his face, and lay down on the horse's back, his hair trembling like a flame in the wind, and his voice trembled and said: "My ~ flesh ~ is also sour...... "

"Hah! you're kidding," Alver was eager to try, "I'll try it too." After saying that, he tentatively bit the peel of the fruit, and said vaguely, "Mine is quite sweet, I'll take a bite and share it with you," so he bit down from a small mouth to a large bite, and the voice of the resentful banshee came to his ears, "The second bad thing." ”

Alver wanted to stop, but he couldn't hold back.

The plum in his hand also had a small tuft of worm wriggling half of his body, and Alver spit out the plum in his mouth.

Karl saw Elver's plum and laughed and almost fell off his horse when he turned back to fetch a water bag from his saddle bag for Elver, and Vincent took a small jump to see the pile of half-cut bugs left in Elver's plum, and laughed like a rooster who had just learned to crow.

"That's bad luck!" Alver took Carl's water bag and rinsed his mouth with water, "Second bad luck today. ”

Vincent and Carl immediately stopped laughing.

Vincent snatched the remaining plums from Elver's hand, and hurriedly went around from behind the horse's ass to Carl's side, and the plum in his left hand was almost on Carl's nose, and his right hand pointed to the insect inside and asked Carl, "You have seen more than me, this insect is not poisonous, right?"

Karl had to lean back a little, flicked his finger at the place where Alver had bitten, looked carefully and said to Vincent, "The bugs are just ordinary heartworms, but Elph should not have been able to bite them, they had already eaten the part near the core on this side out of the cavity, so they moved to the other side, to see that the banshee was really just trying to play tricks on Elver, and it moved the bug back to the side that was emptied." ”

Vincent snorted, "Didn't you almost kill Alfer yesterday, why did you suddenly become gentle today?"

"Probably because she's really afraid of killing me, she has nowhere to take revenge, after all, if the resentful banshee wants to move, she can only attach herself to someone else, otherwise she will always be trapped in the place where she died. Alver pouted, "But that's bad enough, I'd rather be tripped up." ”

"I say, three boys," a man from Ms. Milan's team, who had a wound on his face from a carnivore's teeth, came over and beckoned to the children, "come and do me a favor, and we'll see if Merteban's delivery of this pile can come in handy." ”

"Won't you just eat it?" Vincent looked at the sour plums that had been thrown on the ground, "Forget it, let's see what it can do......

Ms. Milan returned to the small forest with two jars of honey and asked the models to exchange for five small rattan baskets with lids, and Ms. Milan's honey surprised and delighted them, so that despite Ms. Milan's repeated refusals, she stuffed a basket full of various mushrooms and air-dried insects......

Ms. Milan used a small bag to pack different fruits and mushrooms, and the dried insects were also packed and planned to be taken back to school to feed the chickens.

In this way, three small rattan baskets that could be carried on their shoulders were filled with natural food, and the other rattan basket was filled with worms, and one rattan basket was also brought away, so as not to be sad to watch them from a distance and reluctantly.

The rattan baskets containing the food were tied with strings to the lids and the baskets, and were handed over to the children to carry, and everyone continued to set off towards the enclosed quarters.

Towards the end of the evening, Vincent first smelled the smell of burnt skin and seasonings, "It should be almost there," Vincent rubbed his nose, "This barbecue technique is really bad."

Sure enough, the horses walked slowly for ten minutes, and the wooden wall of tree trunks of different thicknesses buried in the earth could be clearly seen, similar to that of Diru Village, but obviously more well-repaired than Diru Village, and the gate made of planks and large iron nails was only half open.

But unlike the village of Diru, the plot has few decent structures other than watchtowers, mostly tents and a few pieces of wood propped up with canvas or large patches of long thatch to shelter from the wind and rain.

The guard in front of the door was not of a serious background at first glance, and the equipment was not dirty, the one on the left did not have a helmet, the chain mail was equipped with leg armor with cold forging technology, but he wore a pair of cloth armor boots, a long sword pinned to his waist, and a wooden single-shot crossbow in his hand;