Chapter 3 Ordinary people have dreams

Putting aside the great dream in his mind, Alan picked up the knife he usually used to chop wood, and the blade was polished to a shiny one, looking cold. Of course, the chill was just Alan's own feeling. In fact, it's just a fairly sharp woodcutter.

He pinned the knife to his waist, then grabbed another bundle of rope and threw it over his shoulder. With all the preparations done, it was time to set off, and Alan walked forward as briskly as he could, imagining himself as a great adventurer.

The Forest of Death, as one of the four notorious murderous places, undoubtedly attracts many adventurers and witnesses the glory of many people. Through the bard's mouth, the bloody lives of these adventurers were spread throughout the continent of damnation. Alan is one of a group of people who yearn for the bloody life of adventurers.

But Eren is also self-aware, and the life of an adventurer is not something that ordinary people can live, but it is to fight against powerful monsters. The last time he ran out of the Forest of Death, there was a said third-order Wind Demon Wolf, and it was the last time that many soldiers had died before killing the Wind Demon Wolf. It is estimated that only after becoming a cultivator can you hope to fight against Warcraft!

I'd better forget it as a common man! But I'm hunting wild beasts, and I shouldn't be much worse than the feeling of hunting magical beasts! I'm also half an adventurer. Alan thought of masturbation.

Daqingshan, a small hill on all sides of the small town of Roland. Alan usually chops wood and hunts here. It was early in the morning, and the fresh air in the mountains was blowing unstoppable, and I took a breath of fresh air with a slightly sweet taste. Alan walked over to the place where he had set the rope before going home last night.

"Ha Luha, there is really a harvest, what a fat rock rabbit!. Alan laughed.

Squatting down, Alan untied the rope around the neck of the rock rabbit, the rock rabbit was dead at this time, and was strangled by the rabbit himself. With the dead rabbit caught under his armpit, Alan began to restore the little trap again.

Allen's method of taking rabbits is very simple, and rabbits have a very bad habit of walking on the same road. As long as you put a trap on the road where it often walks, you will be able to catch a rabbit nine times out of ten.

This sleeve is also very easy to make, that is, tie a slipknot with string, and then stretch out a circle about the size of a rabbit's head, nail a strong wooden stick into the ground, and hang this rope loop on this strong wooden stick, and this simple trap is ready.

When the rabbit comes out to forage, it will go in and out along this road, and once it accidentally gets into the cover, the cover will quickly lock, so it can't escape no matter how big it is. Perhaps because of the creatures' innate preference for freedom, rabbits will desperately break free after being tied around their necks, but this kind of big slipknot sleeve is getting tighter and tighter. In this way, the rabbit finally strangled himself to death.

This is just a small trick for Allen to hunt, and there will be many more like this. After recovering the ropes, Alan got up and left, and went to several other places, but there were no prey baits. Alan is not discouraged, hunting is like this, sometimes when you are unlucky, it is normal to not catch prey for several days in a row.

Walking to the place where he usually chops wood, Alan took off the rope on his shoulder, put it on the ground with the rock rabbit, stretched his somewhat stiff body, took off the woodcutter pinned to his waist, and began his daily work. Let's just work!

"Click!" "Click!"

The sharp woodcutter kept chopping on the branches, the sawdust flew, and the branches the thickness of the baby's arm were chopped down, and after a while, a small pile was neatly placed.

In fact, there are also skills in chopping wood, first of all, in the selection of trees, generally speaking, we should choose old and decayed trees, first, such trees have less water, it is easier to cut them, and secondly, it is difficult for old trees to grow, while those new trees can still grow, and then cut more and use more for a few years. This is an unwritten rule for woodcutters, but all those who come up to the mountains to cut wood obey this unwritten rule.

Time passed quickly, and it was noon in a blink of an eye, Alan was panting, sweating, and his fairly handsome face was tanned red, and at this moment Alan was resting, and a lot of firewood had been chopped, and it had been tied up by Alan with a rope. After a short rest, Alan stood up and glanced at the sun in the sky. ,

"It's time to go back. Alan thought.

Every day at noon, Alan has to go back to eat, and carry back the firewood he has chopped in the morning, otherwise he will not be able to carry it until the evening.

Pin the knife to his waist and tie the rock rabbit and firewood together, Alan grabbed one end of the rope and shouted, get up!

More than a hundred pounds of firewood instantly floated onto Allen's shoulders. From the perspective of ordinary people, Alan is already a strong man, after all, he is only thirteen years old, and he can carry a weight of more than a hundred pounds.

However, these are ordinary in the eyes of cultivators, and Allen, as a boy, actually wants to cultivate, whether it is fighting spirit or magic, Allen must be very happy to be able to cultivate. However, Alan also knew that it was impossible, just take Dou Qi as an example, first of all, there must be a Dou Qi cheats, but the Dou Qi cheats are very expensive, and the cheapest low-grade Dou Qi also costs hundreds of gold coins a copy, so much money Alan knows that even if he chops more firewood, he can't save enough.

Another way is to enter the Dou Qi Academy to study, but even an ordinary Dou Qi Academy costs thousands of gold coins a year, and Alan can't take out so much money, so Alan has never told others that he wants to cultivate.

As for magic, don't even think about it, magicians have always been a money-burning profession, like magic wands, as well as the magical beast crystal nucleus that stores energy, all of which require a lot of money to buy. Therefore, most of the magicians on the Heavenly Damnation Continent are nobles, and only nobles can come up with so many for magicians to cultivate.

"For an ordinary person like me, cultivation is too far away for me. Alas!" After sighing for a while, Alan began to walk in the direction of home with firewood on his back.

Although Allen's strength is not small, more than a hundred pounds is also very heavy for his age. After two breaks along the way, Alan finally carried such a large bundle of firewood to his home.