It's already mid-December.

Because of the topography, winter in the Godot Wasteland comes and goes late.

Xuetian followed Hérault all the way south from the plateau, and finally caught up with the crowd the night after they reached the red clay plateau, landing on the south bank of the Takijiang River.

The snow is not big, the south bank of the Takijiang River already belongs to the south, there has never been heavy snow here, but the weather is still cold, and the sap-rich weeds on the wasteland have been frozen overnight, and the water in the body has frozen into frost.

The next morning, when the red clay slopes woke up, the red earth was already covered with a thin layer of snow. When Epli was the first to come out of the cave, the fields that had been thriving yesterday had all been depressed overnight.

Epli spread her wings and made a round. The prosperity that Shandora watered with the "fountain of life" and sweat was all wiped out overnight. The plants grown by the Fountain of Life, which cost nearly two pounds, were almost all frozen to death overnight!

For the rest, only the originally hardy sawtooth vitex was still green, wrapped in a snow veil, and the large leaves fluttered in the cold wind. The mulberries that Million favored, the alder bananas that Rolando slept on, and the meteorite nuts that everyone loved the most, all froze overnight and fell to the ground wrapped in a miserable white frost. As for the Rosewood and the Teroka Light Tower, the leaves, flowers and fruits have all fallen off, leaving bare branches, which probably will not be able to recover before the beginning of spring.

However, to everyone's surprise, the dozen or so huge corn plants were nothing, still with straight stems and straight leaves, and the long tassels were even more frosty, hanging at the end of the still undeveloped bud valley, teasing the east wind and the stomachs of the people of Shandora.

Seeing this situation, Huo Jiasi couldn't help but worry, "The potatoes harvested yesterday are not enough to survive the winter, and now the three plants that do not need pollination, such as alder bananas, mulberries and meteorite nuts, are frozen to death, and the only sawtooth vitex that can bear fruit needs to be pollinated, so it will not be able to produce a large harvest at all." Now the ground is frozen, and the potatoes cannot be planted. ”

Epli asked, "How long will those potatoes last us?"

Yesterday it was Mirien who was in charge of the harvest, and the curious mermaid princess roamed around on the back of the seahorse, intervening in everything, and the real storage had to fall to Elder Crassus.

Thinking of this, Mirien was a little embarrassed, and said, "I was dizzy yesterday, but fortunately, the elders have a record." ”

Hogarth took the parchment that the elder had borrowed from the hobbit village chief, and the elder was worthy of a neuge ant, a ruler of parchment densely crawled with tiny characters, like a nest of ants. The Lothmar lingua franca above is small, but it is the Gutenberg style that prevailed four or five thousand years ago, and every word is strong and powerful, like a soaring dragon.

Huo Jiasi looked down at the above data and thought for a while, the Mink ferret people are worthy of being a race in the Beamon Kingdom that can be comparable to the fox fox clan in terms of intelligence, and the little girl quickly gave the answer: "If we can save some food, we can probably last half a month." The main thing is that those rusty progenitor dragons eat a lot, and they eat as much in a day as we all put together. ”

Speaking of the Rusty Ancestral Dragon, the three daughters were all in trouble. These dragons were very important to Luke, and the food for these beasts was all provided at the behest of Sivara, a female Viku. During the migration, these big stomachs were hungry for half a month, and they ate more than one!

"Now man will eat it, and the beast will eat it. The elder said that the Takie River is not the fish flood season now, and the effect of the song of tide temptation is very limited. Miriam sighed, "It's not the sea after all, there aren't so many fish, and there's no seaweed to pick everywhere. ”

"Then what now? You won't rob it, right? This is the old business of Eero, see this is a wasteland, the land is unfamiliar, and the land spirit is with us again. As she spoke, Epli laughed, it was the first time for Mirien to work, and it was also the first time for Elo.

The head of the hobbit village said: "Yesterday I exchanged opinions with the slow heater, in fact, under the grass of the wasteland, there are still many things that can be eaten, not only the wild vegetables that we often know, but also many such as kudzu and goa that can be used as staple food. If we send someone to pick it every day, we will definitely get through it for a while. ”

Huo Jiasi said: "This is just to get through the temporary difficulties. More food that still needs to be purchased. Elder Harpy, now you Hobbits are the only ones who have money, and we want to borrow money to buy food. ”

Shandora began a new busyness.

However, Harrow, who is in charge of patrolling, brings bad news and Shandora's troubles come.

A band of robbers is coming from the southwest.

Since the night when the Shandora Lords stayed on the Red Clay Slopes, the Hérault girls have been the busiest in the whole territory. Adhering to the tradition of Cadore, Ouyang set up the first military force of Shandora overnight, Sentinel! Eero, who has the ability to fly, has the responsibility to shirk it, and several elders, led by Elder Aisha, took the lead in taking over this important task. Their reasoning was simple, but it was enough to convince the lord that Hérault had his own unique "whistle system", and the whistling sound that had been used was the most complete military alarm system in Shandora.

After Epli nodded, Ouyang agreed to let Eero take the position of sentry, and also added another class to the sentry. The Mastiff is not only the best in combat ability, but also has an outstanding sense of smell in Beamon, and even after long-term prospecting training, the ability inherited from the Doug kobold is still better than the blue. Another advantage of the mastiff is that it makes up for Hérault's shortcomings. As a flying race, Eero has been running around the inhabitants for a long time, and his eyesight is, in Epuri's words, that the eagle sees the eyes of the rabbit, and the Eero can see the grass that the rabbit wants to eat! Mastiffs are good at this.

Emilia, who is familiar with Ouyang, is very keen on the work of sentinels, and Xiao Nizi finds it much more interesting to patrol her own territory than to raid other people's villages. Emilia's greatest wish is to raise a fluffy white rabbit, and the rabbits on the plateau are fierce, not only biting, but also kicking. The bold Nizi and her companions negotiate a longer patrol route in order to find a hare nest.

Several Nizi are accustomed to barren plateaus, but they don't know the dangers of grass, especially grasslands with grass tails higher than people's heads. Emilia was too obsessed with granting her wishes, flying lower and lower, gradually forgetting Ouyang's advice and the lessons she had learned - beware of archers and keep a safe distance!

A lush miscanthus, the seeds on the flower spike have long been blown away by the autumn wind, and the winter wind has hung rime on the spike, thin, as clear as the cold dipping sugar refined by a hobbit pastry chef, and the long flower stem is bent into a bow. No arrows were fired from the bow, but a hairy bear head appeared, with red eyes, and a foul-smelling saliva hanging from the fangs of a moth-eaten moth in a bloody mouth, which hung down in a thread on the chest hair.

How can the heart of a girl who is being sprouted by the beauty of nature withstand this kind of fright?

The bear head was walking under the grass, and suddenly bumped into the beauty that he had never seen in his life but had always dreamed of, and suddenly stopped. Out of cold tolerance and the need to fly, Ero's clothes are bikini-style, and then decorated with hanging feathers, after the moonlight baptism of the "Chanjuan Sublimation Ceremony", Ero's skin becomes as white as the moonlight, bright and white.

The white flowers that suddenly appeared in the grass, and all the exquisiteness outlined by the non-exaggerated curves can only be described as the miracles of the wasteland! The bear head only felt that the "big talk" that had recently prevailed in the wasteland should not be "dwarf and pancakes" at all, but should be "snowflake cream and macho men"!

Before the bear head could suck back the large strands of saliva hanging on the brown chest hair for the beautiful woman at his fingertips, the piercing sound had already hit the cloudy eyeballs, turning the miracle in front of him into eight parts!

I don't know if it's because of the voice in my ears or the image in front of me, when the bear's head became more chaotic and unreasonable, the beauty god in front of him suddenly shot countless "arrows of love", and happiness invaded the bear's face!

With a wave of silver-white feathered arrows, Emilia instantly leaped back into the air, gathering with several frightened companions to look down on the grass once more.

The attacker had fallen in the haystack, his face pierced with a pile of feathers, full of guinea feather shuttlecocks made by a hobbit girl, one of which was pierced into the eye of the bear's head, and most of it was burrowed into the skull, and the black blood seeped along the down, dyeing the white feather arrow into a black rose in full bloom in winter.

Emilia was about to mourn for the souls of her men when there was a sudden commotion in the grass, and more bear heads emerged from under the grass and screamed into the sky.

Elune is on top!

Emilia felt her heart stop beating, and what kind of bear was dead at her hands?

That is not inferior to the mastiff's strong body!

That filthy fur like Fitz!

The spiky hammerhead stick!

It's clearly the bandit tribe of Godot Wasteland!

Bear goblins!