Since "Little Six" and his brother were not around, the traverser returned to his original position to continue his unfinished work, and this time, no matter how simple and boring it was to dig up the bark, he didn't dare to be distracted to probe Wang Zhaodi's memories anymore - he had to be vigilant, what if the little six brothers were still wandering around?

From their words, it is clear that what they are going to do is also a felony that is not tolerated by the villagers in Jiming Village, and they have taken such a risk, and the traverser will never fantasize about what will happen to him if he falls into their hands, however, his work is only half done and has already consumed a lot of his strength, he is now tired and hungry, his body is weak, and he has to give up to find another safe place, the risk is actually no less than being caught by the little six brothers!

Therefore, he had to take the risk of the little six brothers returning to this place, and continued to dig the bark under his hands, the sound of digging the bark and the sound of breathing were not loud, but when his attention was focused on his ears at the moment, it was really like thunder. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He insisted on digging to the intended place, and took a long thorn that he had broken on the thorns as he went, and poked it three times and two times, and dragged out several larvae in the heart of the tree that were fat and fat, and looked like their relatives in the dung pit.

Picking up a large bag of leaves, picking up the rusty blade that had just been broken, the traverser left the place full of malice towards him.

After a while, he found a similar diseased tree, this time, he was much more cautious, climbed to the top of the tree first, and looked around to see that there was no one before he started, but fortunately this tree was thinner than before, and he was more skilled in digging up the bark than before, and it only took half the effort just now to dig out several heartworms.

The flint was not hard to find, he dug up the wood chips in the center of the tree in advance, knocked it with a knife, took out the fire, and threw the heart worm wrapped in the leaves into it, and after a while, it burned yellow, and there was a faint aroma.

It's a pity that it doesn't smell so fragrant when it tastes, and it's a little bitter, where does the traverser care about this at the moment, he ate these roasted insects in two bites, and the hunger fire in his stomach is finally not so terrible.

After slightly covering up the traces of cooking on the fire, he climbed all the way up to the higher and more secluded places of the mountain, and along the way he saw anything to eat was also collected in the rattan basket he carried, such as gray gray grass, which could usually feed pigs and often serve as Wang Zhaodi's breakfast and dinner. The dozen or so heart worms he painstakingly dug were all grown by eating the essence of the old tree heart, not only their own nutrition is comparable to chicken, but also a trace of plant essence in it...... Probably there is.

Therefore, he would rather go to the trouble of finding and digging trees than to find the pigweed, which is more readily available and often eaten by Wang Zhaodi.

In the previous life of the Jialuo world, there were many people who were organized to serve people like him, and there would be special people who planted trees, sowed the young children of several kinds of tree worm relatives who had been selected and cultivated for hundreds of generations, harvested, dried, screened, transported, traded, transported, and centrally traded, screened again, and preliminarily refined...... By the time it was delivered to sorcery apprentices like him, it was already a piece of green "Hundred-Year-Old Tree Essence", which could be used to make more than a dozen rudimentary-level pills, magic weapons, and runes.

He had also visited the alchemy workshop responsible for refining the essence of plants with his young apprentices, which was considered to be the lowest value ordinary place with no loss even if it was open for a visit, so that junior apprentices like them could go in and visit without fear of causing trouble.

It was indeed an extremely rudimentary alchemy workshop, and they had only walked for half a day from beginning to end, and now they recalled that it was just a sight to see when barrels of small worms were dumped into the acid pool, and according to the person who led them on the tour, it took fifty standard barrels to make a piece of plant essence. The man pointed to the bucket and told them one by one that these were "popurai" from Shannad, which were collected from the cedar trees on the sunny slope of Shannad, and that the variety of heartworm was "Lanyin", and the extracted plant essence was considered to be full of the vitality of the cedar tree, suitable for making restorative pills, and that it was "chrysanthemum" from Cartiport, which was sown on willow trees along the river, and that the variety of heartworm was "Old Ana" In the first hundred years, the old trees were cut down and all the insects in them were extracted, which was considered to be especially effective in making spells such as "hedges" and "vines", so almost all of Cartiport's land was dug into a ditch, and only two rows of willows were separated from each other......

After visiting the alchemy workshop, they went to see the auction hall where these insects were traded, it was a very lively place, and the day they went was not busy, so they traded only 700,000 standard barrels, some for the use of the city, and some for the alchemy workshops of other nearby cities. The people who led them said that in the same way, the workshop owners of their cities would also send people to other cities to buy raw materials, and no city could provide all the alchemy raw materials for trading, and no city could collect all the alchemy items.

Next, they visit the offices of the "plant detectives", where sophisticated merchants and mercenaries take on the task of finding rare ingredients for a wizard that are of little use and therefore rarely available on the market, which involves stealing, swindling, travel to other worlds, simple looting, and more simply preparing special venues, props, and trained gardeners, to name a few.

For the young apprentices, the last one was the result of a shadow solution of forty-nine acids and pots of forty-nine acids that could withstand the corrosion of the solution, which was the task entrusted by their academy to breed a plant that was not afraid of acid, but could also spew acid, to serve as a guard of the acid pool and a cheap building material.

Plant-based witchcraft is not very prosperous in the world of Jialuo, and the scale of the markets and workshops he visited today cannot be compared with those of other departments, however, the world in front of him ...... At least as far as the area of Jiming Village is concerned, he is completely unable to imagine that there are similar basic materials to organize production activities.

"It's a huge waste that doesn't make sense. As soon as the traverser thought of the Jiming Village he saw in Wang Zhaodi's memory, he couldn't help but sigh, there are more than 100 households, why is there no one to do something meaningful, for example, to collect some plant essence for him?

He then made up his mind: "This kind of waste must not be tolerated, as long as my ability can recover a little, immediately teach them the correct outlook on life, the white-clothed temple in the village, tall and big, I think it is quite suitable as a workshop, forget about the school, the place is too small." ”

At this moment, Wang Xi, who was sitting in the school, was drowsy, looking forward to playing after class, completely unaware that the traverser possessed by his sister had almost filled in the word "demolition" on this building, and wanted to turn the entire Jiming Village into an alchemy workshop, even if he knew, he would never believe it. Not to mention him, his parents and all the villagers, none of them would believe this.

For the rest of the day, the traverser collected more than 30 worms, and under his deliberate search, he also found some other harvests, which he carefully placed in the rattan basket one by one, covering them with gray gray grass, mouse ears and other common pigweed recognized by the villagers of Jiming Village, one as a cover, and the other is a simple protection to prevent them from being polluted by rainwater, dead leaves and other filth falling in the forest.

Originally, these were definitely not what he should do, and the reorganization plan of Jiming Village must be put on the agenda as soon as possible!

The traverser finally reached the summit at sunset, and unlike the steep slopes overgrown with trees, the summit was as flat as a people's barre, and the relentless wind and rain exposed the rocks here, except for a few poor plants in the crevices of the rocks, which were common on people's eaves. In the center of the peak, there are two solitary stones that are not connected to the mountain itself, and when the traverser leans up, there is a slight shaking, which shows that the contact surface between the stone and the mountain peak is very small, and there is a gap in the center of the two stones, which is just enough for the traverser to be in it.

He looked around, and from here he could see effortlessly the village of chickens curling in the glow of the sun, where the chickens and pigs were now moving towards their homes while shaving their food, the slightly wealthier farmers would buy a dime of wine from the shop at the entrance of the village before returning home, the women were already busy with the fire in the stove house, and the children, who were the most carefree, were still playing with the last little time before sunset.

The traverser's gaze did not linger in Jiming Village for a second, he raised his head slightly, and was not surprised at all to see a red light on the smoke of Jiming Village, as if an invisible giant hand had just reached into some biological cavity, pulling out the beating internal organs, and the blood splashed and flowed wantonly, staining the giant hand red, and also dyeing the entire Jiming Village.

He shook his head, he wouldn't be surprised if there were new victims tonight, the abyss! This village was so close to the abyss, and no dead man had gotten up and walked around until now (he didn't count himself), which only meant one thing, there was something more terrible going on in the village than these dead people getting up.

So he will never return to the roof of the Wang family now, which seems to be sheltered from the wind and rain, but in fact...... Why don't you spend the night among the bare rocks?

He looked in several other directions, and sure enough, he saw that the mountains were connected to the mountains, the slopes were connected to the slopes, and there were strange peaks and strange trees everywhere, and there were no signs of human habitation.

The traverser didn't know what "county" meant, and on the night of the crossing, he studied Wang Zhaodi's memory until the early hours of the morning, and learned all her words about treating people on the surface, but Wang Zhaodi was just a young child, and some words didn't know why, such as her parents, uncles, and she still knew it, like "county" I don't know what this kind of thing that can't be seen, according to the leisurely expressions of the old people who talked about the ancients, the traverser guessed that it was probably a big big family, because the old people also looked envious when they talked about several big families in the village.

This is the inconvenience of language communication, the traveler is quite a headache for this, there are two main races in the Gara world that have fought for a thousand years for a language misunderstanding, the cause is just a simple greeting - these two races are hermaphrodites, the difference is that one is to fight a duel in adulthood, the winning side castrates the losing side into a female, and the other is the strong individual who eats the most and has the best nutrition to transform into a female to reproduce the next generation, so the latter's greeting "I wish you to become a female" In the former, it seems to be a provocation by Chiguoguo, and the two sides have been fighting for this for a thousand years, well, it seems that there is no intention of truce when the traverser crosses - the misunderstanding has long been solved, but the dead cannot survive.

There are many similar stupid things, and the result is that the more the traveler knows, the more he abides by the rule of "what doesn't do my business is nothing", after all, this kind of thing is too difficult to distinguish between right and wrong. Fortunately, in today's Garo world, although telepathic communication is not common, it can still be used in diplomatic situations, which greatly reduces the possibility of conflict due to different language customs.

Since it was not an overnight task to explore the other directions, the traverser sat down in the crevices of the rocks, ate all the tree worms collected today, and waited quietly for the sun to fade and the stars to rise.

"The morning glow doesn't go out, the sunset travels thousands of miles...... When the western sky gradually flickered, he compared his hands to the stargazing posture and began to recite what Wang Zhaodi overheard outside the school, and he painstakingly searched for the song from the depths of Wang Zhaodi's memory: "The sky wave is drawn in the north, the Tianzhu constellation column is on both sides, the actress is illuminated in the northwest sky, and the broom shuttle machine is surrounded by ......"

This is exactly the starting point for the schoolchildren in Jiming Village.