As it gets dark, the road outside will soon be unclear, and predators in the forest will be infested. www.biquge.info Zhao Mai slowly stood up, slapped the insects off his body, and then moved his stiff muscles.

I checked the injured area again, and sure enough, it was much better. Although the druid is not recognized as the strongest class, it is a lot worse than the mage, but if there is one class that has the least dependence and the best adaptability from fledgling to legendary, it can only be the druid. The reserve grain is still small, if Zhao Mai has the patience to wait for another half a year to let it fully develop, then the cooperation between the two is not a simple one-plus-one effect.

In this world, it seems that the only thing I can fully trust is reserve food. Zhao Mai squatted down and scratched its chin. It is said that dogs are man's most loyal friends, and now it seems that this is indeed the case. After falling into the water for so long, none of the three people came to check, which couldn't help but make him feel a little chilled. Looking up at the moonlight in the sky, there is only a crescent moon like a fishhook hiding behind the clouds, and it will be a dull night.

The Druid's Prayer (Level 0 Spell) can be used infinitely, and Zhao Mai only needs to keep casting the Light Spell to still ensure the lighting on the way forward. But then he will reveal his position, and it will definitely not be safe enough. Coupled with hunger and sleepiness, now is never a good time to rush.

Whatever happens, we have to wait until tomorrow. Zhao Mai took advantage of the faint light at the edge of the forest to find a shrub that had berries. Treat it with purified grain first, then pad it with leaves and gently place it on the ground.

Grabbing a handful of grass blades, squeezing out the grass juice and dripping it on the berries, and then pouring a few drops of water, Zhao Mai began to use the ritual method to perform the "Divine Berry Technique", which can strengthen the effect of the spell. Under his mobilization, the natural forces around him began to gather, bringing vitality with them and slowly instilling them into the berries. The small fruit, which was originally only the size of a ladybug, began to grow in size under the effect of the spell, and its color became brighter and fuller. After a few minutes, after the ceremony, four berries had completed their transformation into "divine berries" that had stored the power of the Force.

This is a spell that belongs only to druids and is not available to any other class, including the Ranger, who also survives in the wilderness. Each berry that stores the Force's power can be used as food to feed an adult for a day. At the same time, it can also have the effect of treating minor injuries. The most important thing is that Zhao Mai heard that this thing tastes very good, and it will bring people the most primitive but also the purest feeling of "eating full and refreshing".

It is said that it will not gain weight......

Reserve one grain, save two more and eat tomorrow, Zhao Mai opened his mouth wide, took the berries in his mouth, and then closed his mouth and took a bite. The sweet flavor spreads from the mouth to the stomach and then spreads throughout the body. After a while, the nasal cavity, the braincase, and all parts of the body felt refreshed, and the hunger was swept away. Zhao Mai took a deep breath, his heart full of admiration for this spell. It's no wonder that druids never starve to death, and this spell undoubtedly has an important role to play.

But no spell is perfect. Although my stomach was full, my mouth was empty. It's a pity that the way of eating without chewing at all is a bit regrettable, and Zhao Mai now misses such things as chewing gum very much.

"Alright, good brother, get some sleep. Zhao Mai climbed to the tree and held the reserve grain in his arms: "We still have a lot of things to do tomorrow." ”

Early the next morning, Zhao Mai was awakened by a burst of bird calls, and it seemed that the forest came to life overnight. This morning is much more noisy than last night's excessive quiet. After a while, Zhao Mai saw two squirrels running past the branches beside him, chasing each other and fighting, as if they were not anxious about food.

A dazzling spell prayer was released casually, and a violent flash exploded in front of the squirrel's eyes. The little animal didn't expect to suffer such a fate, so he lost his balance in a trance and fell directly down the tree. Zhao Mai pursed his lips, a little dissatisfied with the power of this spell. Druids are good at everything, just no offensive prayer spells. If you can spray ice rays everywhere like a mage, you will have a lot more means.

Pick up two squirrels that had fallen to death from under the tree, pick them apart with the bayonet on the musket, and dispose of them briefly. Zhao Mai knew that his skills in handling prey and cooking were not good, but with the help of purifying food prayers, he would not have problems eating. One was given to the reserves, the other went into his stomach, and he only felt that he was full of fighting spirit.

"Since none of you came to me, then I will go to you. Zhao Mai snorted, picked up the musket and led the puppy upstream. "As soon as I get to the place where I'm fighting and make sure there's no one, then I'll immediately turn around and head back to the Departing community. In any case, I have an explanation, and there is no reason for anyone to take my anti-disease potion again. ”

Using trees to hide his whereabouts, Zhao Mai had to be just as cautious about the kobolds on the other side of the river as he might be with the situation on the same side. Although he didn't want to admit it, he was still quite worried about meeting Afra and the others, mainly because he didn't know what attitude to use towards them. Of course, seeing Lucius, the first thing to do was to knock out his teeth with the butt of a gun, and then, depending on the further development of the situation, decide whether to use a musket or a bayonet against him. Zhao Mai just hoped that Ziyue and Afra could give a plausible reason, why not go downstream to find themselves. Beautiful women should always be treated preferentially, this is a man's obligation.

He just thought about it and moved forward, and soon he realized that something was wrong. The reserve began to tense up inexplicably, constantly showing hostility towards the surroundings, but unable to determine the enemy's location. Plants on the ground, especially low grasses and mosses, are dying in patches. Zhao Mai squatted down and touched it with his hands, and the plants turned into slimy debris between his fingers.

"Rub, what's going on?" Zhao Mai boasted that he knew a lot about the spell system of the world of Gralion, and he basically knew what kind of spell caused what effect. But I haven't heard of any spells that can turn plants into sticky crumbs. Fire, freezing, corrosion, dehydration, these are common, but none of them explain the immediate state.

The tall trees around were unharmed, except for tiny plants that died. This is not supposed to be a spell specific to the environment, but a ripple of power from some kind of effect. Thinking of this, Zhao Mai became more careful. He motioned for the reserve to remain silent and loaded his musket himself. The backpack, which had nothing left, was also left behind, so that he could be more agile and quiet.

The further you go, the more damage the plant takes, and the flow of the natural Force is affected. Although it was far from the extent of interfering with Zhao Mai's spell, it had already made him feel uncomfortable and had a sense of rejection. This is an added effect of learning the druid's abilities, just as a priest needs to bathe in divine light and a mage needs to communicate the elements at all times. Druids are inseparable from the Force of Nature and are therefore very sensitive to this force.

Walking all the way forward, Zhao Mai saw a familiar riverbank. It was here that the battle with the kobold took place. Now it's calm, and the river makes a rattling sound. Zhao Mai hid behind the trees and observed patiently.

Soon, he noticed something strange. On the gravel ground by the river, a dead willow tree lodging. The gray-black branches were scattered on the ground like a nest of entrenched snakes. Beneath the branches, an arm was faintly visible, and another corpse was next to it.

Zhao Mai tried to identify, how it looked like Lucius's cheetah.