"Driftwood" is nothing else, but a crocodile lurking in the water.

In the past, these crocodiles might have been blind to this prey that ignored them.

But now, the energy on Mahmoud's body makes these crocodiles have some clear senses, since the ambush can't be achieved, then there is only an attack!

"Poof!"

There was a splash on the surface of the water, and a crocodile pounced on the water, baring its teeth and claws towards Mahmood.

"Humph!"

Mahmoud snorted coldly, his hands quickly operated, and the short blade that was originally used for chopping wood saw the right time, and instantly tore the crocodile's white and tender belly, and the crocodile was killed on the spot.

"Poof. ”

Unlike the last time, this time the sound came from the crocodile's white belly, and a large stream of blood gushed out of the crocodile's belly, and Mahmoud pushed the crocodile's corpse away and continued to be vigilant.

The death of one crocodile apparently did not deter the other crocodiles, and Mahmoud attracted them too much, so they preferred to die.

"Plop!"

"Poof!"

The sound of water sounded one after another, and one after another crocodiles jumped up from the water to attack Mahmoud, who hid and stabbed from time to time, but there was no danger for a while.

Time was getting shorter, and Mahmoud finally couldn't hold back, and the short blade in his hand began to attach flames, and the raging flames immediately terrified the crocodiles.

The river was getting narrower and narrower, and the crocodiles could not pass through, so they had to watch Mahmoud leave, losing this golden opportunity.

It was only after entering the river that Mahmoud felt safe, took a deep breath in the canoe, and felt more determined.

If you don't become extraordinary, you will end up being an ant!

With this in mind, Mahmoud held on, and a day later, his canoe touched the shore.

He reached his destination, the heart of the Amazon jungle, the land of the legendary primeval jungle, one of the most dangerous places in the world.

"Here, I, Mahmud, want to break out of the world, rank extraordinary, and all beings kneel and worship!"

With this belief, Mahmoud embarked on a new journey.

This time, he should swim against the current and not retreat!

......

Huh, Lovol clenched his fists, looking at the jerky and difficult Huaguo martial arts cheats, his face bitter.

"Sir, I really don't understand. ”

It is indeed a bit difficult for a native of China to watch a book of martial arts secrets from China.

Not to mention Lovol, even in China, half of the people can't understand the content of the martial arts cheats in a short period of time, and they can only understand it by studying it slowly.

And for Lovol, this is undoubtedly a heavenly book, a jerky and difficult to understand heavenly book.

"What is the difference between the upper dantian and the lower dantian!"

"Three inches below the navel?"

"How long does it take to make a cup of tea and a stick of incense?!"

"Yin and Yang are in harmony, and the road is simple. Can anyone translate it for me and tell me what it means?"

Not only is Revo a little nervous at the moment, but the translator is also feeling a little nervous.

Yin and Yang are abnormal, how can I translate this sentence in English?

It's easy to make the road simple, but how to combine and analyze the upper dantian and the lower dantian?

He understands it, but it's hard to translate!

But.... Translators will never quit their jobs.

Originally, he only looked up to Chaofan, but now because of his translation work, he is qualified to contact and learn the martial arts secrets from Huaguo, isn't it wonderful?

After all, he is just an ordinary Chinese who has studied in China for a long time, and he can't control such things as extraordinary power at all.

He doesn't have Lovol's special abilities, he only has his own perseverance.

"Come on Naiden, you can do it!"

......

Gaulis is located on the Mediterranean coast in the southeast of Gaul, with the Nice-Alpes front mountain in the north of the city, which belongs to the southeastern edge of the Alps.

Nice's coastline is complex and northeast-southwest, with towns and cities along the coastline in a belt.

The Nice city circle has the fifth largest population in Gaul, the second most tourist city in Gaul after Paris, and one of the most attractive seaside resorts in Europe and the world.

And in the shadows of this city, it is not as glamorous as he seems.

The dirty sewers smell disgusting, the garbage is messy, and there is a lot of domestic wastewater.

Rats are overgrown and cockroaches are rampant.

Such a sight contrasts with the wonderful scenery of Nice.

A dirty, scrawny white Gallic young man crawled through a garbage heap in the sewers, trembling all over.

His body was shaking, and he didn't know why, while his own gray-black hands kept rummaging through the garbage heap.

Food, as long as it can be eaten!

Finally, in a short time he found half a piece of moldy and dirty white bread in the garbage heap, and he swallowed it with a hearty swallow, burping contentedly.

Then, he lay in the garbage heap in a gloomy manner, looking at the domestic sewage left in front of him, thinking that he could live one day at a time.

People like him don't care about anything anymore.

Honor, identity.... It's all bullshit.

His real identity is that of a journalist with justice in mind, and he travels to the tourist city of Gaul, intending to lurk here and expose corruption and sorority.

However.... He fell victim.

Everything that used to exist no longer exists, and now only being alive is the true meaning.

He lay there, getting bored, but had no intention of falling asleep, so he rummaged around in the garbage.

Suddenly, he found a blank piece of paper in the garbage heap, which immediately struck him in disbelief.

In such a messy garbage heap, there will be a blank piece of paper?

He opened the blank paper, only to find that it was filled with a special liquid, and paragraph after paragraph was written.

"Hello, the lucky guy who picked up this piece of paper, I'm Perry Norwe, an apprentice in magic.

I am from the Kingdom of Dorne, my father is the famous Duke of Stormcast, and I am his second son.

My teacher is Joyce, a famous seventh-level great magician in the Kingdom of Dorne. ”

By the time you see this, I'm dead.

Don't be afraid, it's the magic that the teacher gave me, and after I die, this piece of paper will randomly appear in the place where I've been in the past three months.

I don't know how I died, but I do know for sure that I definitely died on this whole new continent.

This continent can be colonized, they rely on technology and ignore themselves, and it is an excellent colony where a god or a high-ranking magician can control the government.

I had planned to go home to report to my teacher, but I died here for some reason, which is the regret of the Kingdom of Dorne, and it is also my regret.

O person who has picked up this piece of paper, I beg you to use the circle to deliver my news to the kingdom of Dorne, and report it to my teacher, who will give you endless riches!

It doesn't matter if you're from a different continent, I can give you the magician's meditation method, and you'll get unexpected wealth and status when you're done delivering the message.

It takes at least a fourth-level magician to open the communication formation, I hope you can reach a fourth-level magician as soon as possible, and pass on the news, thank you very much.

The following is a meditation method to condense the breath..."