Chapter 22 There is no mandatory task in this world
By agreeing to become a crossing taxi driver, Zhao Mai is trying to raise funds to help his family solve the problem as soon as possible, which is his main purpose. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoIn addition to this, it is an important reason to be able to experience the artifacts of the fantasy world with your own eyes and hands.
It was an angel old man who gave him the ability to travel, and it was an old ranger who helped him live in the jungle. I finally met a creature that wasn't an old man, and I almost strangled myself to death. After entering the dream, I imagined that a different image would appear, but after the clouds dispersed, I was still an old man.
He was hunched over, dressed in a dark green robe, and carried a glossy wooden staff in his hand. Deep eye sockets with a huge hooked nose, and a strange smile beneath the folded face. A poisonous snake with an inverted triangular head crawled out of his sleeve, hovered over the wooden staff, and kept spitting letters at Zhao Mai. This doesn't look like a decent person by any means, and he is definitely the leader of the evil forces.
There is a passage that describes the evil forces like this, that is, "organized, dreamy, always diligent, never discouraged." With the mind of the master, he kept laughing and calmly faced all the difficulties in the world. "Although it is not impossible to cooperate with the forces of evil, it must at least be based on the ability to protect oneself. With the help of an artifact-like spare tire shield, Zhao Mai was still beaten half to death by the half-orc apprentice who had not left the school, and this small body did not dare to have anything to do with the evil forces.
Of course, you can't let the other party see that you are a little weak-hearted. A moment of weakness will lead to death, Zhao Mai has just suffered a loss in this regard, so he will naturally not forget it. He knew that if he pretended to be calm, it would be too easy to be exposed. Fortunately, as an otaku, he has a general skill that can hide his true emotions, and that is to complain regardless of the occasion.
"You see, when the devil wants people to do things, most of them send beautiful succubi, give a good first impression, and the conversation is more pleasant. Anyway, this is in a dream environment, and the image is just an illusion, so do you have to look like an old man......?"
"Succubi are demonic creatures, and lust is the devil's command. The old man shook his head, and the voice floated out of his body. The word "floating" is used because the two lips under the hooked nose are closed from beginning to end, and it is not known where the sound came from.
"The demons are about to invade, the world is about to usher in a catastrophe, and the vanguard of chaos and evil has arrived in the beautiful and peaceful forest. As the guardian of this place, I call you. Do you have a good heart and the power of holiness to contribute to the preservation of the balance of nature?"
Zhao Mai lowered his head to look at himself, making sure that what was shown in the dream was an adult's body. If you push forward ten years and go back to the age of Secondary 2, you may agree to come down with a twitch of your head. No, even if it's a second-year student, seeing a game with such a clumsy opening sentence must be the result of deletion in seconds.
"Truth be told, if you're singing and dancing, singing 'Brave boy, go and work miracles,' and I'm not going to eat that. Zhao Mai shook his head and said: "I don't have martial arts, I don't have spells, I don't have equipment, I can't even guarantee my daily survival, and it's even a matter of protecting the balance of nature." You can't let me fight against the Burning Legion before I leave the Novice Village, right? By the way, by the way, who are you and how do you speak Mandarin?"
"The place you are in is not a novice village, and your enemies are not the Burning Legion. I am the druid Joseph of the Villagers' Forest, and through the Celestial Language, I am able to communicate with all intelligent beings. ā
No wonder the hunchbacked old man Kenben didn't open his mouth, it turned out to be telepathic. Zhao Mai rubbed his hands enviously: What a high-level skill, I really want to learn. "The druids still have this ability, why did I never know?
"The village forest is across the lake from Kangjian, we are in the northwest and you are on the east shore. Joseph said to Zhao Mai with a sad face, "The danger will begin to spread from the north of the Kangjian Forest. Soon, the previous scenario will be repeated. You're going to ......"
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly turned his head, as if to whisper to someone. This time, Zhao Mai saw that his mouth was moving, but no sound came out. After waiting for him for a while, I saw Joseph turn his head with embarrassment, and finally pulled out a smile, "Sorry, you can rest well, we are not looking for you." ā
"Hey, wait ......" Zhao Mai was kicked out of the dream before he could finish speaking. He felt his face wet, and when he raised his hand to touch it, he scratched a clump of soft hair. Seeing that he was awake, the reserve grain screamed twice excitedly, and then rubbed Zhao Mai's neck and rolled.
Zhao Mai found himself lying in Ranger Carl's room, with several layers of bandages wrapped around his chest and abdomen, and his body exuded a bitter smell of medicine. The bald dog meat stood at the entrance of the cave, and when he woke up, he lazily flicked his tail, still lying on his stomach. Ranger Carl wasn't in the house, just kept a bowl of brown herbs next to his bed, and a note pressed underneath read, "Drink it down and heal it." ā
It seems that he is saved, Zhao Mai thought to himself. He picked up the reserve grain and rubbed it vigorously on his face: "Thank you for always protecting me!" He didn't know the miraculous process of the reserve grain "flashing" with him in a coma, and thought that it was the ranger Carl who appeared in time and saved his life. However, in the battle, Ah Liang shared the same hatred with himself, and repeatedly stepped forward to attack regardless of his own safety, and he had fully won Zhao Mai's trust and love, so it was logical to say some words of gratitude to it.
After checking the body, there was not much discomfort, maybe the wound was not as serious as the old ranger thought. Although there is a lack of exercise, in terms of nutritional reserves alone, none of these people can compare to Zhao Mai. The bowl of herbs exuded an unpleasant smell, and after licking it with the tip of his tongue, his mouth was full of an uncomfortable strange smell, which dispelled Zhao Mai's appetite. I don't have any injuries on my body, so I don't need to drink it, right?
The reserve came over and looked at the bowl of herbs with blank eyes. "Can you drink human medicine even a puppy?" Zhao Mai was a little curious and brought the medicine bowl over. Dogs have very smart noses and tongues, and they won't take the initiative to eat what they can't eat. Since the reserve grain is not finished by itself, then this medicine is not harmful to it.
This is not a bowl of medicine for injuries, but a tonic for the body to recover, as well as some ingredients for calming the mind and sleeping. Zhao Mai didn't think it tasted good, he didn't care about the reserve grain, it overdrew the body's energy, and he needed this bowl of supplements. After it was full, it moved to Zhao Mai's elbow, found a comfortable position and began to sleep.
Zhao Mai didn't want to disturb it, so he didn't move. After a while, he closed his eyes again and fell asleep.
A man and a dog snuggled up to each other, enjoying a moment of peace after the battle. Positive energy is still running slowly and insidiously, healing their physical and mental damage.
The python lowered its head from the higher level and squinted at the hole in the tree. Dog meat plucked its big head away with its paws and bared its teeth. The python spat out the letter and obediently left.
It had been walking in the jungle all day long, and when it came back it was carrying a short man, and now it was in no mood to play with the old dog.