It wasn't long before they had walked down the staircase-like vines from the trunk of the giant tree when they came across a wide hollow.

Judging from the smell and traces, the bird did not enter the tree hole, but out of curiosity, Gordon and the pork chop still walked into this huge cavern that was more like a cave than a tree hole, and investigated.

The space inside the cave is about thousands of square meters, and the light is not too bright, but not so bright that it is not easy to see.

There are many holes in the trunk of the giant tree, through which sunlight and wind can penetrate, and rainwater can flow through the cracks of the tree, so that the vegetation inside the cave is also dense and not stuffy.

"How's it going to be here?" Pork Chop looked around, "As a camp." ”

Gordon looked left and right, "This should be, it used to be the lair of some monster, and there are still some traces on the ground."

And the hole we just came into, it's too wide, and many monsters can get in, so it's not suitable for camping. ”

"Meow, too."

"But it's not a trip for nothing."

Gordon suddenly laughed and ran to a dark corner somewhere on the edge of the cave, and the pork chop hurriedly followed.

"This is, Mine Meow?!" The pork chop was surprised.

Although the ancient giant tree was so big that it felt like a mountain, it was not really a mountain after all.

It's strange to think that there are veins in the trees.

Gordon took out his pickaxe and walked over to the dark red cluster, "That's what Hunter told me, that small veins would appear on the ancient giant trees.

It seems to be the crystallization of minerals drawn from the ground by giant trees, and good things are often dug up. ”

"Then you can't let me go!"

A man and a cat surrounded the mine cluster, clanging and banging.

"These should be dragon vein crystals, right? It seems that a lot of equipment or talisman stones on this side of the New World can be used. Gordon happily put away the fine ore crystals.

The pork chop was holding a piece of crimson ore and said excitedly: "This seems to be a crimson stone meow!" ”

Gordon took the ore, confirmed the luster with the sunlight penetrating through the cracks in the trees, and then pulled it out and peeled it with a knife and rubbed it a few times, "It's a scarlet iris that's right, the grade is quite high."

It's a bit subtle that you can dig out crimson kite from the tree. ”

With the mentality of exploring and searching for treasures, the two carefully searched in the huge tree hole, and really got some good results.

Bone materials, insect materials, and various plants. This giant tree is an inexhaustible treasure trove!

It's no wonder that the commander-in-chief wants to set up a camp in the trees, if these resources can be developed little by little, the benefits for the development of the star stronghold are too many to be indescribable.

Gordon marked the location of the tree hole on the map, and while it wasn't suitable for camp, it was a good resource point.

Gordon and the pork chop left the hollow of the tree to continue tracking the bird.

But the pork chop suddenly made some discoveries.

It pointed to a vine that was spreading out, "Shall we go there and see the meow?" Where these passages can lead, a little concerned about meows. ”

Gordon naturally didn't care, and he wasn't in a hurry to chase and track the bird.

The two stepped onto the bridge-like passage where the branches and vines were entangled.

The passages lead in all directions, with many branches, some of which are dead ends and some of which lead to a branch somewhere.

The two of them wandered aimlessly through the web of vines and branches, and Gordon also collected the mandala, just as he wondered if it was time to return to the trunk and continue his previous tracking.

Gordon suddenly found a very nice branch.

The branch was palm-shaped, and although it hung far beyond the main trunk, it should have been very strong considering the hardness of the ancient giant tree itself.

If you want to get to the "palm" position at the end of the branch, you can go through the vine passage or walk along the branch.

If a strong barrier is placed on the branches, it can be enclosed, and the vine passage becomes the only entrance.

It is impossible for large monsters to walk up to the vine passages, which cannot carry them.

There is no need to worry about threats from the sky, and the branches of the trees are sharp and luxuriant, making it difficult for creatures like fire dragons to get close.

Gordon took the pork chop and walked through the vine passage to the palm-shaped branch.

The area of the palm is not too large, thirty or forty square meters, but it is enough as a camp.

"It's a nice place." Gordon smiled and marked the location on the map, "We're already there, but maybe there's a better option, let's use it as an alternative." ”

"You just won't let go of that scratching bird." Pork Chop squinted at him.

"Hehehehe."

After having a guaranteed plan, Gordon suddenly became murderous.

Retaliation is one thing, but the more important reason is that if the camp is really set up on this palm-shaped branch in the future, the scratching of the birds may become a threat.

Because of its size, it can pass through vine passages, so what if you run into the camp to steal something, or threaten the safety of the members of the fourth phase of the group?

It's still Karma.

One person and one cat returned to the main trunk, followed the traces of the dyed balls, and stopped to collect them when they saw any rare plants or materials.

As they went all the way down, their packages became more and more bulging.

When they came to the middle of the ancient giant tree, they made some new discoveries.

There were traces of a fight on the ground, as well as a few pale yellow feathers.

Judging from the color and size of the feathers, it is obvious that they were left by scratching the bird, and there are still some traces of fighting around it, what did it clash with?

"Pork chops, do you smell anything special?" Gordon crouched down, picked up a piece of bird feather, and placed it in the insect guide cage, asking the pork chop as he asked.

The pork chop sniffed carefully and shook his head, "The smell of the dyed ball is too pungent, it disturbs the smell of meow, and I can't confirm the meow." ”

Gordon scratches his chin, which is also the disadvantage of the dye ball.

The smell of the dyed fruit can be tracked even by humans, but it is a little too strong when it is put on the person with a keen sense of smell.

Fortunately, the guide worms were not affected.

These tiny creatures don't seem to be tracking their targets just by smell, either.

The starry fireflies formed a path of light in the air, and Gordon and the pork chop no longer rubbed off, and they quickened their pace and chased after them.

In this way, under the guidance of the guide insects, they chased all the way from the middle of the ancient giant tree to the base of the ancient giant tree, but they still did not see the scratching bird.

Fortunately, the light of the guide worm is also getting brighter and brighter, which is a sign of getting closer to the target.

At this time, Gordon had a lingering question in his heart.

From the moment he spotted the bird's feathers and battle marks, he devoted a large part of his attention to the search for more clues that might exist.

And yet nothing.

Even if you leave the trunk of a giant tree that is not easy to leave footprints and go down to the soft ground, the footprints of the scratching bird appear, but what about the things that fight with it?

Are the two already separated? Or is there some other reason?

With this question in mind, Gordon led the pork chop to continue the pursuit.

Finally, at the base of the giant tree, they found the figure of the scratching bird in a huge cavern formed by rocks and countless coiled roots.

Its movements are a little strange, while constantly shaking its body, struggling and jumping, while quacking, and from time to time it turns its head and pecks twice, looking very irritable.

"Look at the meow on its back!" The sharp-eyed pork chop squawked.

Gordon squinted.

A Detle, firmly on the back of the Scratching Bird, wielded a bone staff made of a small monster skull, and kept beating the Scratching Bird's head.

(End of chapter)