Of course, things often don't go as people want, especially the hero's wishes, it's not that Wright didn't work hard enough to cut down trees to build a house, but the house leak was rained overnight, natural disasters and man-made disasters came, and it took a long time to cut down the tree, the center was actually empty, and there was no way to use it as the skeleton of the house, and even a few trees were like this, Wright was puzzled, and finally found the secret in an unexpected hunt. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The poor rabbit, when he was fighting hard with something in the soil, he didn't find Wright who was quietly approaching, he was attacked to death, and after he died, he was still biting something in his mouth, and Wright saw this and fought with something in the soil, and pulled out this thing with the strength of milk, and it turned out to be a plant-based monster - Hogan.

This plant will move in the land, invade from the roots of the plant, empty the inside of the plant, and then return to the soil to find the next target, generally there is only one Horgan in an area, because they will draw territory and kill each other, but this monster itself is very fragile and nutritious, and the only way to avoid hunting is to hide in the dirt. Of course, for Wright, not only did he not have to worry about cutting down the hollow tree in the future, but he also added a delicious soup to today's dinner.

This kind of decay is actually just a little episode, every night's repertoire of bad wolf dance will continue to have new guests, can breathe fire like to burn trees and eat ashes of the crow, the tree house that has been built with great difficulty will be set on fire by all kinds of birds, but the few people who have been sealed in magic are helpless, so they are forced to continue to return to the ground to meet with the bad wolves.

Running through the ground cow like an earthquake, he likes to play the game of cat and mouse the most, constantly challenging the physical limit of several people, a giant elephant with a footprint diameter of one meter likes to play whack-a-mole the most, but the gophers are poor Wright, the seemingly clumsy body is surprisingly flexible, chasing and stepping on this and chasing that, and having fun.

A month passed, and finally after overcoming many difficulties, a simple hut for 3 people was built, of course, Corinna still joined in, and it was not Miss Corina's style to sit and wait for the fruits of other people's labor, the house was coated with the juice of water grass to prevent birds from setting fires, and the wooden cracks in the house were stuffed with chilin flowers and ant-repellent grass to prevent insects from coming to eat, and the stepped wooden planks inserted in the trunk were replaced with rope ladders that could be put away, so as to avoid some uninvited guests from climbing the stairs and visiting the hut at night.

The training naturally entered the next stage, and Uncle Bitter Melon resolutely lectured in front of them as if he had nothing to do with it, as if the previous month's carnival of beasts had nothing to do with him. Needless to say, the next training was certainly not as difficult as the previous Beast Party, with theoretical teaching in the morning, various practical tasks in the afternoon, combat practice in the evening, meditation practice at midnight, and only 3 hours of sleep every day.

At midnight on this day, Wright was still sitting in the bone-chilling deep pool as usual, the cloudless night sky, the moonlight splashed down, and kept floating on the water surface, Wright felt the energy in and around him with all his strength, the breeze quietly blowing through the skin, constantly stimulating Wright's cold pool water, and the sound of insects in the grass in the distance were beating Wright's senses, making the heart drift between the stimulation of reality and deep meditation, and feeling the difference between the virtual and the real.

Unconsciously, there was a slight feeling of warmth in his chest, and Wright was overjoyed, because this was the first time since meditation that there had been a reflection, 'This must be a sign of a breakthrough', Wright secretly rejoiced. But slowly the warmth turned into burning, and the skin began to have a tingling sensation, Wright felt bad, opened his eyes and looked at his chest, it turned out to be the badge that hung on his chest from the old principal, which was shining brilliantly, pure white mixed with some cyan, and was penetrating into Wright's body with a trace.

Wright didn't know what the situation was, the fear of the unknown in his heart dominated him, he reached out and grabbed the badge and tried to tear it off, but he didn't expect that the seemingly ordinary straw rope was extremely flexible at the moment, and he couldn't use his strength at all, and the brilliance on the badge also took the opportunity to seep into Wright's palm, and his hands immediately burned pain, even if he put his hand into the cold pool of water, it didn't help, the pain stimulated every nerve in Wright, and the wanton roar vented the pain all over his body, and the entire waterhole echoed with Wright's painful voice.