On the second day of their journey, André and the young elves point to the web-like river in the Whispering Forest.

In the middle of the tempestuous hunt, two small heads protruded from the warm, comfortable neck hair of the horned eagle, and they peered at the scenery above the ground, and then they came out of the large bird's fluff. Two leprechauns dressed in petal-sewn clothes said goodbye to the rider and Andrei in the wind, and then flapped their wings and landed in the direction of the ground.

They wanted to reach the ground from the canopy, but the height of Garanord was a moat for these petite aliens, and even though their flight movements were far more agile than those of the Hippogriff, the altitude of nearly ten kilometers was still a severe test for the elves.

So when these dozen or so goblins heard that Andre and his entourage's next trip was directly pointing to the ground, they happily made the decision to "hitchhike". The reason they went to the surface was because a few elves who had come from the ground to the canopy had sent a message to them that there were some generous and well-wishers on the ground who wanted to hire elves in large quantities, and they would pay them a good salary while preparing delicious food for the elves.

So even though these carefree little ones know that the number of people they need is only a drop in the bucket compared to their numbers, they are still very happy to see the new things, even if it is good to try their luck and eat and drink.

Andrei looked in the direction of the elves with a smile on his face, at least he had seen with his own eyes that his layout had some subtle effect on the inhabitants of the ancient royal capital.

Although he had always been convinced that his knowledge was far beyond that of the die-hard conservatives, he was not entirely confident in how effective his plan would be - after all, this was a real world completely different from the other world, and no one could say what kind of changes those ideas that were ahead of his time would bring to this ancient kingdom, and whether they would be accepted by these simple people.

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Slippery fish clinging to the pebbles in the crystal clear stream, white scales reflecting a dazzling shimmer of light in the current. The big white beaked bird carefully combed its beautiful feathers by the stream, and when it heard an unfamiliar sound, the noble bird only glanced up at the elf on the other side of the river a few times, and then buried itself in dressing up again.

The stream continues to move downstream along the snow-covered mountain water, and in the mountain stream with a huge drop, the water turns into a mist with a colorful glow, accompanied by the clear echo in the pool below.

"It's so beautiful here!" roland Ninglu, who was in Andre's same group, sighed with a look of intoxication.

Although André admits that the scenery here is indeed pleasant, it can be seen that he is used to all kinds of photographs in that world, but the children of the abyss do not feel as deeply as the young elves who live in the forest.

"Aren't you able to see similar scenery every day when you go out?" Andre looked at the elven boy beside him who had no city, and couldn't help but start complaining.

"But the terrain of Garanord is flat, and you can't see such a beautiful waterfall at all!" replied the handsome young man, of course.

This time, the children of the abyss did not know how to refute the other party, because in his opinion, the scenery in the forest was basically not fundamentally different, and they were all landscapes made of green and nature - compared to the cities of the concrete jungle in that world.

But the young elf obviously didn't think so, and he stared at his temporary partner with a look of surprise: "Don't you think this picture is beautiful, Andre!"

"It's beautiful...... "Actually, what Andre cares about is that you, this kid, is obviously a young generation among the self-proclaimed noble elves, so it's really good to be subtle and elegant?"

"Isn't that right!" Roland didn't know what kind of bloodline the black-haired and black-eyed boy next to him looked a little older than him, although he was obviously not an elf, but the boy still trusted the partner arranged by the honorable Grand Druid Judeon.

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Along the way, they passed through the busy flower fields of jungle bees, happened to see the process of poisonous snakes feeding, and carefully judged whether each mushroom growing in a dark corner was poisonous.

Honestly, if this amazing adventure had taken place in another world, André was sure that Roland's parents would never have been at ease that he and a man of the same age were on such an adventure in the ancient wilderness jungle. Poisonous insects, wild beasts, and other dangers lurking in unknown places can cause irreparable damage to young elves at any time.

But for the druids with healing skills, this is all right, as long as there is one breath left, Judeon will be able to pull the young man who participated in the trial back from the brink of death. What's more, the druids hiding in the shadows and monitoring the lives of eight groups of young people are not the only ones in Yudeen.

Andre and Roland searched the animal paths in the forest and collected edible wild fruits, and their purpose for the whole day was to use their skills to cross the forest and find the predetermined meeting place. Everything they encounter along the way will be a test for them by the goddess of the earth.

I have to say that with the almost omnipotent healing magic as a means of pressing the box, the way the elves cultivate the next generation is still very practical and efficient. At least in the world he remembered, there were few teenagers who possessed knives, fire, and compasses without the ability to trek through dozens of kilometers of primeval jungle on foot—although the young man in front of him was probably over one hundred and fifty years old.

Roland turned a severed piece of wood into a sharp wooden spear with his natural abilities, and André used his keen senses to fork several fresh fish from the creek.

Elves are naturally very resistant to such food, but under limited conditions, Roland is even willing to pinch his nose and eat raw fish directly.

"This will cause parasites to grow in your stomach!" Andrei kindly reminded.

"But we don't have the conditions to enjoy cooked food now!" Roland also had his own reasons, "besides, we have only walked half the way in half a day, and if we don't hurry up, we may not be able to reach the meeting place after dark." ”

"Will you drill wood to make fire?" asked the Son of the Abyss, squeezing the slippery and fishy white-scaled fish in his hand.

"What's that?" the boy asked curiously.

"Then you're in charge of collecting firewood. "Leaping red flames appeared out of thin air between Andrei.

"You can actually control the power of fire! Andre, why didn't you say it earlier! You actually have such a good talent......" Obviously, not having to eat raw fish was enough to make Andrei's young partner very happy.

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At the end of the day, the young elves gathered to discuss with each other the unforgettable experiences of this ordeal day.

"We didn't find any edible wild fruits or mushrooms along the way, and we had to find only a few white moth larvae......," a short-haired teenager recalls his lunch, his young face full of unbearable pain.

Roland, who had eaten the grilled fish, felt that his lunch was obviously a little too luxurious compared to his companions, and in order not to stimulate the already fragile minds of his companions, he could only reply that he had found some wild fruits that could barely be used for his stomach, and had to endure hunger for the second half of the expedition.

In fact, the spices and sauces that André brought with him made the surprise teenager even more hungry than ever, and he ate three grilled fish that were at least the size of a palm.

"Aren't you afraid of eating indiscriminately and contracting some strange diseases and parasites?" Andre would not believe the irresponsible declarations of a man who claims to be at the top of the food chain - those creatures that people have never been able to touch in the past always carry some rare germs and parasites, and they are naturally the best choice in desperation when hunger is already life-threatening, but it does not mean that eating those messy things is really risk-free.

"Speaking ......of the plague," Yudeen suddenly interjected into the conversation of the teenagers, and in the middle of his palm was a very conspicuous ant scurrying around with no way home.

"The life force can cure all the diseases we know. A bright green light emerged from his palm, but what made André concerned was the black ant in the middle of the green light - the ant wrapped in the life force did not undergo any strange mutation as the children of the abyss had imagined, but became motionless after the light disappeared.

Yes, it's dead.

"As for dealing with some annoying little bugs. Judeon explained to all the young people present, "The life force also has a unique effect that has an immediate effect. ”

No wonder these elves live in the forest but look like they are not afraid of heaven and earth, there is probably nothing else in this world that can stop these self-proclaimed long-eared people except other intelligent creatures!

It's no wonder that they inevitably show that subtle expression of superiority inadvertently, and André felt that he would probably not be much better than these elves if he had gone into the slums of Africa as a volunteer in his previous life.