Fifth day, or sixth day? I don't remember exactly.

Barrett found herself seemingly unconscious of time, some things that had just happened yesterday felt like a long time had passed, and some things that had passed for years as if they had just been experienced yesterday.

However, these are not big problems for Barrit, time is not important, as long as he does not lose consciousness of space, he can still lead everyone to continue to shuttle through the forest with his keen perception and rich experience.

The grass rustled, and a large swarm of weeds made of sweet elephant grass and wild oats was sliced open with sharp blades, revealing five men of different heights, shortness, fat and thinness.

Barrett and his party had just struggled through a chest-high clump of weeds when they noticed that the scenery in the misty forest in front of them had changed again. The edge of the weeds is like a straight line between the sea and the sky, dividing the inside and outside of the line into two different worlds.

On this side of the line, the low and ubiquitous bushes and plants of all kinds disappeared in favor of an azure "tall" moss that reached the waist of the dwarf and covered almost everything in the forest, including the fir trees, and the fallen leaves, roots, broken trees, rocks, and even the trunks of the fir trees.

"The scenery here reminds me of the permafrost tundra, where the moss is so vibrant. Old Will sighed, "The moss in the permafrost tundra is the only plant that can grow in a large area in that ice and snow world, the only one!" the mage stretched out the index finger of his right hand, "and those mosses, as the lowest end of the food chain, can be said to maintain the survival of the entire permafrost tundra, but the moss here seems to play the role of predators." ”

"You're right, these mosses are indeed somewhat similar to ryegrass, they are all in their own growing area, and few other plants survive. "I just don't know who will be more resilient if you plant them together." ”

"Ryegrass. There is no doubt about it. Old Will's expression was a little serious, "This grass is like a plague, if it is allowed to fall on the fertile land of the Seven Kingdoms and spread wildly, it will undoubtedly be a disaster." ”

"At least the desert kingdom of Takara doesn't need to worry. The half-elf plucked the wild oat seeds that he had rubbed against his legs one by one, "What's more, the mages must have a way, after all, they improved ryegrass into rye." ”

"That's right. Old Will touched his chin, his expression a little smug, "Although my peers have not done many good deeds, they have done a good job of maintaining the stability of this continent. ”

As they continued to dig deeper into the azure moss, they saw not a single living animal except moss and fir trees, and even the strange sounds of the various birds in the treetops overhead, it was clear that this monotonous ecosystem did not attract more creatures.

"Are you sure we can find a frostworm here?" the half-elf looked puzzled, "what does it eat here?"

"I don't know if it's the appetite of the frost worm. Barrett shrugged, "But I did hear that there was an exceptionally large frost bug living here. ”

The half-elf looked into the distance, "Has anyone seen it?"

Barry nodded, "A party of adventurers in the Bay of Pigs called 'Vulture Head' once saw a huge frost worm nearly twenty meters long here. They tried to pass through the Fluffy Carpet and go to the Silver Pine Forest to try to steal the Silver Pine Cones, but not long after entering the Fluffy Carpet, the adventuring party encountered the frost worm. But the frost worm didn't attack them......"

"Sorry, you mean 'plush carpet'?" the half-elf interrupted the brute.

"Here, this is the 'plush carpet,'" Barrett gestured to his feet, "but to be honest, it actually has another name, related to Mao, but that name isn't very elegant, so, you know." ”

The half-elf immediately understood that this was a smart fellow. "But I think adventurers would prefer to call this place by that name. He smiled slyly and meaninglessly.

Every time the half-elf Estelle showed this smile, Barrett couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart. This smile should have been on the face of some bald adventurer with a rosacea nose and a lewd face, rather than the handsome half-elf in front of him.

"The adventurers of the Bay of Pigs do. Barrett admitted, "And whether Muya's adventurers are like that, I don't know." ”

Old Will laughed and patted Barritt's arm (he had some difficulty reaching out and patting the brute on the shoulder), "Hey, our team is called 'Dirty Novel', do you think the people in the team will be the kind of civilized people who talk and talk well?"

"I just don't think you should talk about a certain part of a woman's body over and over again in front of a mage. "So 'plush carpet' is a good name. ”

Old Will shook his head with a smile and patted Barritt's arm again, he seemed to like to show closeness through such gestures, "If you knew a mage named Valk Wood, you wouldn't think so. ”

"The mage who invented the aphrodisiac?"

"You know?" said a mysterious smile on the mage's face.

"Of course I do. Barrett confessed, "Perhaps it should be said that the vast majority of adult males in the Seven Kingdoms know him." The magical blue potion called 'Wood's Wonderful Night' had not been used, or at least heard of. And those books that were based on his experiences. Barrett had that smile on his face.

Valk Wood, the name is a very unique existence even among a unique group of mages full of whimsy and grotesqueness.

His Excellency The Founder of the Magic Empire, the Legendary Mage of the Legendary Mages, the Man Who Tears the Web, the Mage Remodeler, the Slayer of the Gods, the Lighthouse of Humanity's Progress, the Eye of Wisdom of the Multiverse, and the Greatest Mage of Tarasia of All, once said: "All maverick personalities mean being strong!"

And Walkerwood is in some ways very much in line with this sentence.

His magical talent was not outstanding, and he was no more than an ordinary second-level mage until his death. However, with his "persistence" and "unyieldingness", he developed the blue elixir of 'Wood's Wonderful Night', which has almost no side effects.

Because the group of mages are in contact with magic all the time, their bodies, spirits, and even their souls will inevitably be infected and changed by magic, which makes the vast majority of mages more or less pure-hearted, and they are far less enthusiastic about the affairs of men and women than magic.

But Walker Wood is different, he's an old whore in the thick of things.

His "persistence" is reflected in the beautiful carcass of the opposite sex, whether the other party is a lovely child, a good family, a noble lady, or a drow, a female orc, a female dwarf, or a female goblin......

In short, no matter what race or kind of person the other party is, Valk Wood doesn't care.

His "unyielding" is reflected in not bowing to the years and insisting on breaking through himself. When Valk Wood found that he was a little incapable of something because of his age, he resolutely settled down and studied hard to restore his ability in that area. Eventually, with his unremitting efforts, he succeeded in researching 'Wood's Wonderful Night', a transcendent elixir with miraculous properties.

Wood's life is colorful, although he only lived less than two hundred years old, but with the strength of a mere second-level mage, he has traveled to all human kingdoms, city-states, as well as cities and holy places of elves, gnomes, dwarves and other races, and even to many tribes of orcs and giants, and even set foot in many towns in the underground world, and has intimate "contact" with Drow, Minotaur, and Medusa.

And not only the main material world, but also many half-planes have his "seed" left.

When Barrett was a teenager, his father gave him a book called "The Wood's Biography—Me and the 3064 'Opposite Sexes' in My Life (III)", which was the first "erotic" book that the barbarian came into contact with.

I heard that there are nine books in the series, which are based on the personal experience of that Master Wood, and are loved by people of all races throughout the continent. The name Walkerwood has also become a household name with this entire book series.

Walk Wood has had many nicknames, such as 'Old Scoundrel', 'Old Rascal', 'Old Driver', 'Earth Dragon', 'Lustful Human Emissary' (given by other races), and so on. But in the end, everyone called him only by his own name.

Some people's names need words and words to describe them, such as great, immortal, faithful, and unrepentant, while some people's names have meanings that transcend all words. There are no words to describe it other than the name itself.

Walker Wood, it's a noun and a verb, it's a quantifier and it's an adjective. Whenever people talk about this name, both men and women can't help but have a mysterious smile on their faces.

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