The early morning sun once again shone its own brilliance on the Feder Continent, but after being blocked by dense trees, only the stars that really fell to the ground were left. The Celestial Forest www.biquge.info, which covers most of the southeastern corner of the continent, is bisected by a wide river, and on the edge of a small forest on the west bank of the river, a small town called Starter has existed for nearly a hundred years.

The forest was a mixture of decay and sobriety, and huge roots sprung up from the ground, dividing the flat ground into ravines. Behind a thick tree root, a small head poked out slightly, cautiously observing the clearing ahead.

This small clearing was specially cleaned by him, and more than a dozen white and tender meat worms were deliberately scattered on the ground, this kind of meat worms parasitize the trunks of trees, rely on the sap of trees to survive, and are also the favorite food of wood chickens.

Above the flesh worm was an upside-down basket, held up by a thin wooden stick with a rope tied to the bottom and the other end of the rope in the hands of the little boy hiding behind the roots of the tree.

The little boy's name was Wright, and he was just ten years old this year, an ordinary member of the small town of Stadt. In order to be able to catch a wild animal endemic to the area, the wood pheasant, Wright has been waiting here for a long time, so that his legs are already a little sore.

A crisp chirp came from ahead, and Wright carefully lowered his head to avoid being spotted.

An animal with plumage very similar to the skin of a tree appeared in Wright's field of vision, and its body shape was very similar to that of a domestic chicken, which is where the name Wood Pheasant comes from. Apparently, the wood chicken has found meat worms on the ground, which is a tempting delicacy for it. But the instinct to survive in the wild tells it that it is also very likely to be a trap in front of it, and once it steps into it, it will be doomed.

"Eat, eat!" Wright cried out in his heart, but his lips were bitten together, not daring to make a sound, for fear that he would disturb it. According to the habit of the wooden chicken, once it is frightened here, it will not come to this vicinity for a long time.

Tilting its head and staring at the meat worm on the ground for a long time, maybe it couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food, or maybe it was sure that there would be no traps, it finally moved over step by step, looking left and right as it went, and then successfully ate the first bite.

The extreme taste swirls on the tip of its tongue, and when it eats the first few meat worms, this wooden chicken can still take a bite and raise its head to observe, and then it can't take care of it. was burying his head in hard work, and little by little he walked to the basket and didn't see the excited and expectant eyes not far away.

The wooden chicken, who didn't know that he was walking into the abyss, finally walked completely under the basket, Wright pulled the rope in his hand hard, the wooden stick was dragged aside, and the basket fell down and fastened the wooden chicken tightly. The basket is made of a special material, and it has been deliberately soaked in water, so it is quite heavy. Although the wooden chicken was unwilling to be trapped, it rushed left and right, jumping up and down, and failed to shake the basket at all.

"Oyer!" Wright jumped excitedly, this was the first time he had managed to catch a wooden chicken, and he had failed several times before for one reason or another. Just as Wright was about to step forward to collect his prey, the whole forest seemed to be quiet suddenly, and even the wooden chicken, which was quite "active" just now, buried its head under its wings and remained motionless.

Wrightmai didn't move, although he didn't know what was happening, but his instinct from wandering in the forest for a long time told him that there was danger!

With swarthy fur all over, ears straight up, and black pupils surrounded by pale yellow, a rare animal at the edge of the forest slowly stepped out from behind the trees.

"Wolf!" Wright's calves trembled, especially when he saw the two long teeth shining with white brilliance, and the sound of breath spewing from his nose was still clearly audible even from such a distance, and at that moment, Wright felt that the whole world had stopped.

But now is not the time to hesitate, Wright turned around and ran, as long as he can run out of the forest, it will be safe, this is Wright's most direct thought. Luckily, Wright's long experience in navigating the woods has saved Wright a lot of unnecessary trouble, otherwise the roots that crisscross the trees alone would have made it impossible for Wright to escape.

Unfortunately, the wolf seemed to know Wright's intentions. Wright, who was running hard, was horrified to find that the wolf's figure had appeared in front of him, and there was no way, so Wright had to run in a different direction. Perhaps Wright ran in the right direction this time, and the wolf did not advance to intercept, but kept a certain distance and followed behind Wright slowly.

Wright didn't have the heart to pay attention to any of this right now, he only had one thought in his mind right now, "Run faster, run faster!" He didn't even dare to look back, but Wright knew very well that the wolf was still behind him, and he hadn't gotten rid of it yet.

After all, a ten-year-old kid's physical strength is limited, and after running a long distance, Wright is already gasping for breath, and he can't run anymore. Just when Wright felt that he could not escape his doom, a vine quietly lay in front of Wright, but Wright, who was a little overdrawn, did not notice.

His feet were blocked, and before Wright could react, the whole person had already flown out. When the wolf following behind saw this, he immediately stopped, glanced fearfully ahead, and then turned and walked away quickly.

Wright, who was already very tense, suddenly triggered the body's self-protection mechanism and fell into a coma directly. Wright, who was unconscious, didn't know that he didn't fall directly, but was supported by several vines in mid-air.

The vines on the ground spread out in all directions, and the vines that held Wright like tentacles slowly descended, finally placing Wright at the bottom of the pit that had been hidden by vines for an unknown number of years.

I don't know who built this pit, it's a standard cylindrical shape, and there is no gap in the perimeter and bottom. The scattered vines once again covered the pit tightly, without a trace of light.

The deep pit, which was supposed to be dark, suddenly lit up with a faint light, and a magic array that almost occupied the bottom of the pit suddenly appeared, and Wright was lying in the middle of the magic array.

Little by little, a faint light floated out of the pit wall and gradually converged in mid-air, forming a small white flame of light. The magic array at the bottom of the pit also began to rotate at the moment when the white flame formed, and then, the white flame slowly sank until it disappeared into Wright's body.

"Ten thousand years of planning, success or failure in one fell swoop!"

After the white flame disappeared, the magic array at the bottom of the pit gradually disappeared, and the pit became dark again. The vines spread out again, and the light shone into the pit, and the once smooth pit wall was now full of cracks. It was the same vines just now that lifted Wright's body up from the pit and put it aside.

The sun moved a long distance, and Wright finally woke up, "Ahhh

"Uh. When he opened his eyes, Wright found that he was surrounded by himself, and the wolf that had been chasing him before was gone, which made Wright blush a little because of what he had just done.

"What's going on?" Wright, a little puzzled, "Could it be that the wolf is just chasing me?"

Wright, who couldn't figure it out, had to give up thinking, but fortunately, he had been running in a straight line all the way before, so he didn't have to worry about getting lost at this time. As he walked back, Wright didn't notice that the lush vines behind him were slowly withering, as if they were self-destructing after completing their mission. The hidden pit is also crumbling, and all traces of what happened just now have dissipated.

"It's okay, you're still there. Wright went back to the place where he had set the trap and caught the chicken, which was still in the basket, and Wright was a little glad that the wolf was not very interested in the chicken.

Carefully lifting the corner of the basket, Wright reached in, perhaps because he had struggled for too long during the time Wright was gone, and the wooden chicken was caught by Wright without much resistance. With his loot in one hand and his capture tools in the other, Wright walked happily in the direction of the town.

The town of Stats is a very ordinary town under the city of Lundus, and in the early years it also prospered for a period of time because of the abundance of herbs and animal furs, but unfortunately the people at that time did not have the concept of moderation, and the consequence of fishing was a significant decline in the production of both. Soon, the town that lacked output fell again. Nowadays, the merchants of the city come here only once in a long time to collect their goods, and sell some necessities by the way.

The town is not very large, and there are only more than 40 households and a population of more than 100. There were no defenses, just a ring of wooden stakes around the perimeter of the town as protection. A dirt road that runs muddy when it rains runs through the town, and more than forty houses are scattered on either side of the dirt road.

"Wright, I'm hunting in the woods again!"

"Wright, it looks like you're getting something to gain today! How about selling it to me?"

"Wright, I have an old dress here, I changed the size, you can come and get it yourself when you have time!"

Walking on the road in the middle of the town, Wright kept greeting everyone he met, and the small town made everyone in the town familiar with it. In this way, Wright walked to his destination, the blacksmith's shop.

The owner of the blacksmith shop was Clancy, a burly, straightforward man with a beard on his face, who had great strength and had learned the trade of striking iron in his early years. He converted the front half of his house into a blacksmith shop, and usually made some tools for the people in the town to subsidize the family, so the people in the town rarely called him by his name, but gave him the nickname Blacksmith.