Chapter Twenty-Seven: Building a Bird's Nest, Dreaming of Deer in the Middle of the Night
November 15, 18012 in the Magic Empire calendar, breezy and sunny.
After leaving the small village, Edison did not encounter a village where he could rest for the rest of the day, but this is also normal, because according to the map, although the road is basically straight, it is sparsely populated, and it takes at least three days to walk to 'Antan Town' by simply walking.
In addition to some withered weeds and shrubs, there are occasional small patches of woods, some of which grew naturally, but more often than not, a village that was once deserted for various reasons.
It has been 5 years since the last beast tide, when Edison was seven years old, but he also experienced the prelude to a wave of "beast tide". The woods left behind by the abandonment of these villages are like road signs, always providing a shelter from the wind and rain for travelers who travel far away.
Following his wishes, Edison found a forest before dark that was made up entirely of "black trees" and "pine trees", two types of trees that were not valuable, but the former could effectively slow down the "tide of beasts", and the latter could be lit if necessary to expel wild beasts with walls of fire.
Both of these are cost-effective tree species, suggesting that the nearby abandoned village should have been planned before construction, and the buildings that have been preserved in this way are probably the most intact.
But Edison was soon disappointed, because he found that there was only a half-deserted village nearby, not at all a village that had been destroyed by the "beast tide" as he had thought
The reason why it is judged to be semi-deserted is very simple, it is estimated that there were magicians who wanted to build a village here, and then as the years passed, it became a small town or even a city. In the end, he was able to establish his own magician territory after he advanced, which is also the standard template trajectory that many small towns and small towns can build little by little.
But for some reason, it was abandoned only halfway through. As a result, even the foundation is now full of weeds, and only a brick and a half of various construction materials can be seen.
Edison calculated that if the village had started construction in the year the trees were planted and then had been forced to stop in the same year, it would have been abandoned for nine years.
There are a number of reasons that can cause a planned village to stop, the most likely being that the mage who invested in it has a problem with the funds. Or find a better place to build...... But whatever the reason, such a shutdown caused some trouble for Edison now.
He had thought that he would at least see a piece of ruins and that he would be able to stay for the night, but now ......, "Forget it, look at the neatness of the row of dark woods, I'll build a bird's nest!" muttered to himself, and Edison had to turn around and walk back into the woods.
"Fluttering" used the [Wind Blade] to cut a few sturdy branches of the "Pine Mountain Tree", and then used the [Flame Micro Manipulation] to slowly bake and evaporate the slight moisture between the branches, and Edison helped through the traction of the [Mage's Touch]. Soon the branches were placed between rows of dark trees.
In less than 1 hour, a comfortable and durable nest away from snakes and insects appeared in Edison's hands. During the curtain of building the bird's nest, Edison even silently hummed the melody of a song called "We Are All Sharpshooters" in his previous life!
When everything was done, he took out the insect repellent from the space and sprinkled it, and after spreading a simple and thick layer of animal skin in the nest, Edison's lodging for the night was completed.
Looking at the nest arranged in front of him, Edison couldn't help but smile with satisfaction on the corner of his mouth, and nodded silently. I thought complacently in my heart: "It seems that my brother's hands-on ability is still very strong!"
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It's night. The silver moon is in the sky, and the yellow moon follows. The red moon is not visible, the sky is full of stars, the stars are bright, looking at the unpolluted starry sky, Edison had to sigh at the great advantages of the magic civilization in environmental protection.
Looking at the silver moon hanging high, Edison will always inexplicably remember the moon in his hometown. It's a pity that the sky is full of stars, no matter how he compares the star map in his memory, Edison can only admit in frustration: "This is a completely unfamiliar star field, and even the best recognizable Big Dipper cannot be seen in the sky." ”
Starry sky, sea of clouds, insect chirping, beast shadow...... It seems to be a quiet and beautiful wilderness, but in fact, there are really not many things to see. This is probably the reason why many legendary monsters can't help but come to human society to take a look after they have spiritual intelligence.
Thinking about it, Edison was lying in the bird's nest, tossing and turning and never falling asleep, the bright moon in the sky and the things he saw and heard in the past few days turned into inexplicable melancholy at this moment, and became a bait that hooked his heart:
"I wonder if I can find my way home after I become the god of this world......?"
"Let's not talk about how long time has passed, but I have returned to the earth, is it still the same earth? Could it be that I have come to another parallel universe? Will there be another me?"
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Heavy distractions hit him, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious in his heart. And those problems that were completely unfounded in the eyes of Edison in his previous life, but after he crossed over, they became real problems that need to be faced and faced.
As time passed, the starry sky above his head slowly moved, and Edison's eyelids gradually became heavier.
He even forgot about the meditation that lasted for more than 7 years, and just wanted to get a good night's sleep.
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But at about 3 o'clock in the morning of the next day, he was forced to wake up, and at some point, a hoof sound sounded from a distance, and then a beast shadow slammed into Edison's warning barrier.
After closer inspection, Edison found that it was a famous third-level herbivorous monster - the tricolor deer, this beast is named because its fur is usually yellow, and it turns bright red during estrus, and the color of the single horn on its forehead is a characteristic tan.
The bright fur of the tricolor deer during the estrus period is very popular with women in high society, and the brown horn is said to have the effect of replenishing qi, strengthening bones, and aphrodisiac/yang after being ground into powder, which also makes its horn a favorite of many men.
As a result, all the tricolored deer that entered the territory of humans fell into bad luck, and those who were unlucky directly cramped and skinned and plucked their horns, and those who were lucky were basically reduced to being kept in captivity.
In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the tricolor deer themselves are very alert, and their group is protected by a legendary magical beast in the forest tree sea, there is no suspense at all about being killed as an endangered species.
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It's just that at this moment, the presence of a tricolor deer in such a place still makes Edison feel a little strange, and what makes him frown even more is that the tricolor deer below is obviously injured in the leg, and after a period of running, its physical exertion is obviously also very serious.
Looking at it from time to time with frightened eyes, looking straight back, you know that it probably has not gotten rid of the tracker behind it, so it is ready to flee for its life at any time.
And the next move also made Edison completely uncalm, only to see the tricolor deer leaning obliquely against the black wood tree, and then its mouth moved, and a faint green spread to its teeth.
"Click" sound, one mouthful, two mouthfuls...... In an instant, a dark wood tree that supported the bird's nest was eaten by it like a biscuit, and this is one of the biggest dependencies of the tricolor deer as a herbivorous monster - [wood-eating teeth], and with its own saliva and gastric juice, the plant intake of the tricolor deer in a short period of time can reach an astonishing 10kg, which is definitely an amazing thing for them with an average weight of only 130kg.
Edison, on the other hand, had already anticipated this change from the moment he noticed that it was moving, and he quickly put away the bedding and mat on the nest, and then jumped onto another tree.
But even so, the falling branches still aroused the vigilance of the tricolor deer, it slightly lowered its head and sniffed the smell of those branches, and immediately looked up vigilantly, but unfortunately the sky was too dark, coupled with the shade of the trees and Edison's own use of [breath-holding technique], this glance naturally found nothing.
But the alert tricolor deer did not intend to stay long, and hastily chewed two pieces of the most tender heart and ate it, and then it planned to spread its hooves and flee.
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It's just that outside the forest, three figures have slowly surrounded this grove. (To be continued.) )
PS: (PS: The plot has developed to this.,The transition is a little difficult.,Today's chapter was written and deleted.,Deleted and tossed several times before it was decided.,Tomorrow will send a big chapter (more than 4000 words) or two small chapters (about 5000 words))