In the dark night, the greenish, twinkling starlight ripples in the night, undulating. From a distance, it looks like a little flat boat walking with the wind on the invisible river, and the bright light marks the beautiful curves of the road, which is beautiful.

Listen closely, there seems to be flowing water in the dark night, and the sound of gurgling water hitting the hollow rocks makes a beautiful sound of "ding ding dong dong". There is a galaxy moving slowly with the sound of flowing water, different from the faint green light floating in the air, the silver light flickering bits of light converge together, like a huge silver snake, winding out from the depths of the cave, writhing left and right under the accompaniment of music, dancing.

On both sides of the Milky Way, there are bright squares of different sizes and shapes, emitting light like spotlights. There is no scorching domineering sun under the scorching sun, this bright color is a little dark, a little cold, but it always gives people a warm feeling in their eyes.

Al looked at all this in amazement, the greenish light, the flickering light, the cold light, although there were no other colors, but the various lights against the background of this black canvas suddenly gave people a dizzying richness of beauty.

Its beauty is so beautiful that no matter how good the painter is, it may be difficult to reproduce it perfectly.

"How's it going, pretty?", Nightingale whispered as she walked up to Al, "It's a rare beauty in the underworld, and it's never seen on the ground. ”

"Indeed, nature is amazing. Al nodded in response, he turned his head to look at the girl beside him, under the faint light of fluorescence, the girl's side face flickered, and there was a thrilling beauty in the sudden faint light.

It's another beauty that doesn't hurt off this beauty.

In Al's heart, an emotion suddenly rose to him: he would never allow anyone, any force, to spoil this beauty.

Never.

Under the guidance of the nightingale, Al walked along the undercurrent of the underground, which the Moonlight clan named "Moon River", and learned a lot of knowledge unimaginable to humans.

"The light here is wonderful, and it doesn't do us Dark Elves harm. According to the investigation and speculation of the elders of the clan, on the one hand, it may be because the light is really dim and the luminosity is not enough. ”

"Another possibility is that the light contains no heat, or less light, so we Dark Elves can adapt. ”

"This must mean a lot to you Dark Elves. Al said thoughtfully, "If it's really because of the heat in the sunlight that you dark elves can't live in the sun." Then you can find a way to solve this, such as using magic or something, isn't that what you dark elves are good at?"

This was something that the sages had already considered. Nightingale shook her head, "Neither water magic nor a variant of ice magic can insulate heat well, and it is very easy to volatilize. What's more, even our dark elves can't maintain a state of casting spells all the time, so the spirit will not be able to support it. ”

"Keeping out the heat?", Al's heart fluttered, and he thought of a common everyday product on Earth—sunscreen. It's just that he really doesn't know what the ingredients of sunscreen are.

"Maybe you can try it in the future, there are so many strange magical materials in this magical world, maybe one of them has the effect of sunscreen. ", Al wrote down in his heart.

"What glows in the river is a very small fish, a species that we dark elves have never found before, and which is probably endemic to the underworld. Walking to the dark river, the nightingale pointed to the sparkling water and said.

"Because these fish gather together to emit brighter light than the others, but not as hot as the sun, and very clear like moonlight, we call this kind of fish moonshine. ”

Moonlight fish, Al repeated it a few times, such a gentle name, such a gentle light. This river is called the Moon River, and the fish that inhabit the river are called Moonlight Fish, which is really very compatible with the Moonlight Clan.

"As for those dark green lights, they're firefly-like insects, right?" said Al, pointing to the small dots of light that were constantly flying in the air.

"That's right, it's amazing, there are these glowing little bugs in the underworld, so we call them fireflies in the Dark Elves. ", replied the nightingale.

Al looked at these wonderful little creatures, what kind of emotions did Al have when the ancestor of the dark elf clan had just gone deep into the ground and saw this little insect that was somewhat similar to the fireflies on the ground for the first time?

Is it excitement, sadness, or confusion? In any case, they also named this little insect firefly, and the emotions contained in it are really not enough for outsiders.

Leaving the Dark River and walking towards the cavern, you will be close to the glowing place in the shape of a prescription block.

"These are the staple food of our dark elves, the fluorescent wheat. ", the nightingale pointed and said. Suddenly, she took two quick steps, crouched down and looked at it, and scolded with an ugly face, "I will never spare these damned dwarves." ”

"What's wrong?", Al also walked over and crouched down, this was the first time he had come up close and personal with this amazing plant.

Along the way, Al has eaten this kind of food, but it has been shelled, boiled into porridge or ground into flour, and Al has not seen it in real form.

The taste of fluorescent wheat is dry and powdery, and it tastes like old grain that has been hidden for several years, but there is no musty smell, and to be honest, the taste is really not good.

Fluorescent wheat is also spike-shaped, but much smaller than ordinary wheat. Al reached out and touched it, the surface layer was fine and fluffy, not prickly at all, which was also different from the hard bristles of the wheat. The whole wheat was low and looked listless and lifeless.

"What did the dwarves do to make these glowing wheates sick?", Al asked, though he immediately overturned his doubts.

"No, if the dwarves are so idle, why don't they just burn all the wheat in one fire, wouldn't it be more once and for all to prevent future troubles?"

"No, that's how the glow wheat is. The nightingale pulled Al two steps, "Lie down and take a closer look, otherwise you won't be able to see clearly." ”

Al Yiyan lay on the ground, and by the faint light of the fluorescent wheat around him, he saw that on several pieces of land, the clods of earth seemed to have been plowed, and they were all rolled and scattered. There were deep pits side by side on the ground, and Al couldn't help but think of the radish pits on the earth, which were really a little similar.

"What's going on?", Al asked, confused.

"Dwarves, bastards, have dug up all the roots of the fluorescent wheat!", Nightingale said angrily, listening to her voice, she was a little crying in it.

Later, Al learns that although Fluorescent Wheat sounds like a relative of Maizi, it is actually a completely different matter. In fact, if you think about it, you also know that in the underground world, where there is a lack of sunlight, how can there be wheat that can survive without photosynthesis.

Fluorescent wheat is more similar to a tree, with a well-developed root system that is deeply rooted in the soil and draws nutrients and water from the soil in place of photosynthesis.