[Anyway, I'm on my way.] 】

[On the way, I was accompanied by many forest spirits. 】

[They drove the gentlest herbivorous caterpillars in the Shadow Forest, and carried a large number of bright lights to guide the way, dispelling the darkness and driving away the hunters who were lurking in the shadows. 】

[It was an easy ride.] 】

Zhao Chuanxin thinks that this bizarre world is quite interesting. Pull a cart with a caterpillar? How dare you think!

[The forest elves arrived near the Great Mausoleum, unloaded the goods, and left. 】

[I came to the Great Mausoleum, found the Ant-Man guard, and explained my intentions. 】

[I was received by Ant-Man, Bear-Man, Druid, and Bird-Man higher-ups.] 】

[Ant-Man's senior asked me: Stranger, you have brought the supplies that my slaves need, and I am very satisfied. 】

[I immediately responded politely: It is my honor to serve the honorable Ant-Man. 】

Is it so? Isn't that my personality good at all?

Zhao Chuanxin secretly complained.

This kind of dog-legged character, even if he plays it, he can't play it.

[I continued: Distinguished ladies and gentlemen, I am willing to give 20% of my materials free of charge. 】

[Ant-Man, Druid, Bear-Man, and Bird-Man higher-ups were all taken aback.] The high-level bears asked me: Since you have shown great sincerity, then, stranger, what do you want? 】

This can be asked by Zhao Chuanxin.

What does he want?

Don't they all say that multiple-choice questions are only done by children?

Then, I, Zhao Chuanxin, will do the multiple-choice questions. After all, I'm mentally young like a child!

He quickly wrote, "I said: I want Birdman's pocket tech!" ”

[The birdman senior showed a meaningful smile and said to me: I can only give you the lowest level of pocket technology, are you willing?] 】

Zhao Chuanxin hesitated for a moment.

The best choice for life preservation is armor, the best choice for pretending to be forced is the coordination technology of the bear man, and the best choice for life is pocket technology.

Suddenly, Zhao Chuanxin thought of something.

He wrote: "I turned to Ant-Man and said to him: 'So, Lord Ant-Man, what reward can you give your people? ”

[Ant-Man laughs arrogantly: Many groups slander the Ant-Man tribe, saying that we don't like to be small and big, and in some ways, they are right.] We, the Ant-Man family, can get our hands on it, four or two thousand pounds of potion! If you choose me, I'll reward you with a lowest-level potion of power! 】

Burst......

It turns out that this seller of strong pills!

Yes, the best choice for work is definitely Bolado.

Therefore, Zhao Chuanxin chose - Mighty Pill!

As for why?

First of all, let's talk about armor, wearing a strangely shaped armor every day, and he has to be more eye-catching, unless he is a fool to do it.

Secondly, let's talk about pocket technology.

The lowest pocket technology, if there can only be a space of one and a half cubic meters, then there is also equal to nothing, magic is magic, but it is not very useful.

The technique of harmonizing the body is really not very attractive.

He doesn't dance, and he doesn't like to dance with knives and sticks, so if he wants such good coordination, can he walk a tightrope?

And now he is doing physical work every day, is it the most important thing to take a strong pill?

Zhao Chuanxin, who was sitting on the threshold, was much more careful this time, and didn't let the dry rice eat the strong pill in his hand.

Of course, this is not a strong pill either, this is a bottle of medicine.

Burgundy liquid, in a glass bottle.

He uncorked it and drank it all.

It's not a feeling of drug addiction, nor is it the feeling that the pores are dilated with full strength, but it's a little weird, as if in the center of the body, there is a hand, tightly pulling the tendons at the end of each body, and the limbs seem to be more elastic.

It's really anti-routine.

You won't be deceived, will you?

It's not impossible!

But don't worry about it for now, it's important to go back to your life and get your reward first.

[I've got my reward and I'm heading out.] Suddenly, the forest elf slave who stopped me last time stopped me again and said, "Thank you, stranger, you have done so much for us forest elves." I want to ask you, there was a human before, he was a hunter, and we found him. At this time, your character should have been his. Have you seen him? 】

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned.

The hunter he had just seen in the Shadow Forest?

In this matter, it seems that he is worthy of his heart, and there is nothing to hide.

So, he told the truth.

[The forest spirit covered his forehead: God, he was really harmed by his greed. He was rewarded from the druids and rewarded handsomely from us. However, he did not fulfill his promise. He should have gone to the tree man to report the news for me. The Treants are a mild, neutral race, and our Forest Elves need their help.

You don't have to rush back and get paid, you can do it for me first, and I'll pay you for a year of life in advance. If you can complete the task, I will pay you another year of life. 】

Zhao Chuanxin hurriedly asked it what help it wanted from the tree man.

[The forest elves' eyes flickered with a flame called revenge: this batch of supplies was mixed with a batch of elven carving knives that no one had found. With the help of the Treants, we will launch a historic counteroffensive to drive the invaders from their homes. 】

Zhao Chuanxin was taken aback.

Immediately, he was furious: "I have a flame of anger in my eyes, and I whisper: You have deceived me again. Why didn't you tell me earlier that you had weapons hidden in your supplies? If I find out, I'll be killed by them. ”

was unexpectedly put on two sides one after another by these seemingly pure but treacherous miscellaneous pieces. Zhao Chuanxin felt that his IQ had been insulted.

[The forest elves hurriedly reassured me: don't be in a hurry to get angry. Even the goddess of the forest will forgive the little white lies that the forest elves have made in order to survive. Moreover, those elven carving knives are very secretive, and they will not find out. And I'll make it up to you, too. 】

Well, the best thing about the Forest Spirit Elves is that they are generous enough.

[I have two choices. 】

[One, complete the task. I'll get a Tree-Folk healing leaf, plus two years of life. 】

[Second, don't agree. I don't get anything. 】

Zhao Chuanxin understood why the hunters who were sent out of the Shadow Forest by himself had become more greedy and selfish.

Because it is the greed that these forest spirits have deliberately cultivated.

Zhao Chuanxin still couldn't hold back and agreed.

Drinking the powerful potion didn't make him feel comfortable. But the arrival of a year's life made him feel that sense of relief from the inside out.

There was a long, narrow palm-sized blade in his hand.

Secretly counting to himself, he felt that he had become a collector's habit, and now he had devil vines, bright lantern flowers, eagle bone whistles, elven carving knives, and healing leaves. Some of them are not needed yet, but they are worth collecting.

He is also very coveted for the pocket technology of the birdman who has not yet arrived.

You'll have to find a way to get it.

Otherwise, there will be more and more treasures, and there will be no place to put them.

[I'm on my way.] 】

[But after only half a day's walk, I was exhausted and exhausted. 】

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't cry or laugh.

He finally understood why the previous physical strength potion was so expensive, requiring eight months of life.

For example, if he completes this mission quickly, he can get a total of two years of life.

Subtract eight months, and there are four months left in the year.

There are other rewards.

Sure enough, the more seemingly useless and cost-effective things are, in fact, the most useful.

Regret not being at the beginning!

Now there is no choice but to close the diary for the time being and wait for the recovery of strength.

A group of snotty babies are pouting their butts at this time, using the knotweed they collected by the pond to polish the wooden planks with water.

The weather was good, and that little bit of water evaporated quickly.

Zhao Chuanxin carried a bucket filled with wood paint and painted the board.

This is a lot of work, even if his cottage is only the size of a one-bedroom apartment, and the planks required are very considerable.

But it doesn't matter, grind the foreign workers.

He doesn't have much else but time. When the task is completed, there are still three years of life to be paid. In the future, it will accumulate more, and it will not be a problem to live into the 21st century.

Before Zhao Zhongyi left, Zhao Chuanxin deliberately entrusted him to help buy some glass.

Most of the glass here is imported and foreign, and it is not sold locally.

At home, people still use window paper, and some can't even use window paper.

is bored and teasing the dry rice, teaching it to read numbers, and knowing all kinds of things in the world. I saw a snotty baby crying and mourning.

He asked, "What's wrong?" ”

The snotty baby said, "My sheep have run away, as if they had gone to the Eagle Gully." ”