Brushing aside the snow-covered branches, Cyril shook the snowflakes that had fallen from his hair, and then sighed helplessly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It had been three days since he came out of White City, but he hadn't encountered a single ice wolf in three days.

So he had to praise the alchemists and engravers in White City for what they had done.

As Vanessa and Matthew had introduced him, the outside of White City was clearly divided into several levels of hunting areas.

Like this kind of lower-level mid-level, the demonic beasts with comprehensive strength around the vortex level are in the second area of the lower-level hunting area.

After exiting White City, follow the main road paved with stone bricks for a day or so until you reach the Frost Forest.

Within the scope of the Frost Forest is the No. 1 area belonging to the lower-level hunting area, which is basically filled with some ordinary beasts and a very small number of low-level demonic beasts.

Although he didn't encounter the ice wolf, in the past three days, Cyril had already hunted five or six snow rabbits.

After passing through the thorn bushes in the Frost Forest, you will enter the second hunting area, and there will be a demonic beast of the level of the Ice Wolf inside.

It's just that before he came out on a mission, Cyril didn't think about one problem...... That is, he does not know the way.

That's right, although he has a simple map distributed by the Adventure Guild in his hand, but with this map, Cyril has no way to determine the direction in the forest.

The map shows that even with normal human footsteps, it takes about half a day to cross the thorn bush to reach the second hunting area, the Frost Forest.

But in fact, Cyril had been hanging around this place for two days, but he couldn't find his way.

However, on the evening of the third day, it was finally time for Cyril to get his hands on the day's dinner, and he had just been chasing a snow hare.

It was for this reason that he found the thorn bush not far away.

"Looks like this should be it. After looking at the thorn bushes and pulling out his map to study it, Cyril nodded in conviction.

Every 100 meters or so, a small hole appears in the middle of the thorn bush for people to pass through.

Of course, this small one is for those tall bears or savages.

For Cyril, even if he walked straight over, there was still a distance to touch the top!

After passing through the thorn bushes, Cyril pulled his notebook out of his breast pocket.

The No. 2 hunting area is no more dangerous than the No. 1 hunting area, and there are many dangerous creatures in it. At least for his current level, a careless mistake could be broken here.

Although the overall strength of the ice wolf is only at the peak of the vortex level at most, it is only considering Cyril's current physical condition.

As long as the ice wolf is close, he can easily tear him in half with a casual claw.

After about two or three hours of walking around the Frost Forest, Cyril felt a little overwhelmed.

Extreme mental tension, coupled with the weather that was even colder than in the Frost Forest, made him physically and mentally exhausted.

Squatting down to pick up some fallen branches, Cyril stretched out his right hand and uttered a few incantations, and the breeze blew away a blanket of snow on the ground.

Roughly piling up the branches he had picked up to make a simple campfire, Cyril pulled out a paper tube-shaped object from his bracers.

He pulled the red strip of paper from the middle of the tube, and a flame began to ignite at the front end of the tube, and a fire was lit up with the help of the flame Cyril.

Pulling out a fur cushion, Cyril sat down, and then he took out the snow hare he had just hunted.

After skinning the snow rabbit a little jerkyly and cleaning it, Cyril set it up on the flame and began to roast it.

Smelling the roast rabbit meat that gradually emitted its aroma, Cyril had a smile on his face, it was indeed easy to feel frustrated when venturing alone in this forest.

And the only thing that makes Hill happy is cooking and finding ingredients.

Thinking of this, he took out the notebook that Hero had given him from his bracers, which recorded a large number of commonly used medicinal materials and the recipes of some basic potions.

Looking at Harrow's handwriting and the patterns she drew with her own hands always made Cyril's mood better.

Especially after comparing Matthew's treasured primer to pharmacy, Cyril found that Harrow was really a very powerful pharmacist.

The Primer to Apothecary, written by several grandmasters and even legends, was easily summarized into one page by Helo.

And compared to the introductory pharmacy, Harrow's own record is not only easy to understand, but can even go further.

Cyril even felt like he had made potions before, after all, even though the content in Harrow's notes was very easy to understand, he probably had some talent, but he felt that he was learning too fast.

Cyril can safely say that if he is given the cauldron and some necessary items, he can now try to refine some basic potions.

"Arctic Grass is very similar to Frost Grass, but it is an extremely high-grade and extremely rare material...... If she can find this, give it to Herlo, maybe it will make her happy......" Cyril thought a little distractedly.

At this moment, he suddenly smelled a slightly burnt smell.

Looking up, he realized that he had forgotten to flip the roast, and by this time the rabbit had been roasted to a pulp on the downward side, while the upward side was still alive.

"Looks like this meal has to be eaten casually again......" In the past three days, Cyril has tried to roast the meat a total of four times, but whether he remembers to put the spice or not, whether he remembers to flip it, there is only one result, and that is the paste.

Throwing the roasted rabbit meat aside, he reluctantly set up a soup pot and added some pure water to it, and Cyril threw in the dried meat he had bought in advance and stewed the broth.

After glancing at Harrow's notes a few more times, Cyril put it away and pulled out his notebook.

Just then, Cyril's afterglow noticed something not quite right.

Turning his head, Cyril looked carefully at the empty ground to his right, where he had just thrown the roasted rabbit in his hand, but now there was nothing.

No, it's not empty, there are still some black residues left on the ground, presumably from the side of the rabbit meat just now.

With a thrust of his arm, Cyril straightened up, and he looked left and right, only to notice a white shadow flashing to his right.

"Ice wolf...... Cyril thought as he placed two magical barriers beside him.

Nervously staring left and right, a roar came from behind Cirel as he tilted his head to the left, and then two ice bullets mixed with the power of frost shot at his back.

Without looking back, he waved his hand back, and the invisible telekinetic impact collided violently with the ice bomb, and the two ice bombs suddenly exploded and turned into two frost mist.

The creature that shot the two ice bullets was staring at Cyril with bared teeth. (To be continued.) )