Phew, the white fog, the white fog that fills the wilderness, the fog that can't be reached...
Where is this place?
I stood in the fog, looking around blankly.
here? Where exactly? Where should I go?
In my heart, I was as confused as the white mist in front of my eyes.
Suddenly, at the end of the white mist, an extremely dangerous aura emanated.
The white phantom, the white phantom that should not be visible in the white fog, slowly emerges at the end of the fog, deep in the heart.
…
When I opened my eyes, I saw the dark top of the tent. I rubbed my eyes slightly and found that the light coming in from the gap in the thick linen door was so dim.
Isn't it still daylight?
My long-term experience allowed me to immediately judge the current time. I yawned for a long time, stretched, and tried hard to coordinate my brain and body that had not yet awakened.
However, now that I had woken up, there was no reason to go back to sleep. I sat up, lifted up the animal skin blanket, pulled my body out of the warm quilt, and after arranging my messy hair a little, Put the blanket that still has the remaining warmth in your inventory.
"Ah, it turns out it's still early."
After opening the tent, I immediately felt a chill coming straight at me. The morning on the grassland, even in the hottest season, carries a strong chill. Fortunately, this chill is not enough for job changers. What kind of. http://www.
At this moment, the army of monsters was less than a few kilometers away from me. The bonfire lit by the Sinking Demon was very conspicuous in the dim light of the morning. After freshening up a little, I seriously considered my future. To be precise, it was just today's schedule. I am not the kind of person who can think about the future very far away.
Yesterday's battle with the Blood Crow was far more relaxed than I expected, and it caused an unspeakable feeling of emptiness. However, I did not become arrogant enough to set my target on Bisu Hoshi. That kind of behavior is pure self-abuse. Just like trying to fill this emptiness with depression, it will only make things worse. This is the conclusion I came to after carefully observing the monster army for nearly an hour yesterday - although I also want to imitate the legendary Comrade Chang Shandi Xiaolong. Generally, seven in and seven out. But after calculating with my underdeveloped brain, I found that the only thing I could do was one in and zero out, and five pieces of fine wolf skins were given as a takeaway. There is also a cane for home travel, which is good for drying clothes and quilts on the ground. Embarrassing...
Therefore, I had no choice but to gorgeously ignore Marin's wishful thinking, hoping that he would not hide in the jungle and cry bitterly because his idol was shattered, Amen.
Thinking of this, I immediately had the idea of returning to Vitas Village, and doing whatever I thought of has always been part of my personality. After packing the tent. I rode Xiaoxue and walked slowly towards the direction of Vitas Village, the dark grassland. The gentle cold wind and the lonely riding shadow. I was intoxicated with the general feeling of "the ancient road to the west wind and the thin horse". Unfortunately, it is too rude to compare Xiaoxue with the thin horse, and it is early morning instead of dusk.
Then again, that dream in the morning was really real. The thick layer of mist seemed to still be in front of my eyes, which made me involuntarily reach out and grab a handful in front of me, and then I burst into laughter.
With a relaxed and leisurely pace, I don’t know how long it took, when the first ray of morning sunlight shone on me, the entire microcosm of Vitas Village finally appeared in my eyes. For people in this world, He said that it is not too early now, many people have already gotten up to work, and from a distance they look like ants surrounding a candy bar.
Already started? Looking from a distance, I was not surprised as I had already learned about Dhruv's plan. They were carrying out fortifications. To be precise, they were digging a trench surrounding the entire village, just like a moat. The difference was that inside There is no water. This huge ditch can effectively stop the monster forward, that is, the cannon fodder type mass-produced creature - the army of fallen demons.
As for the city wall, to be honest, it has no effect. Don’t look at the wooden fence in Rogge’s camp. I would think that the city wall is very reliable. The role it plays is definitely more reassuring than practical. Although it seems to be solid "Surrounded" inside, it feels very safe, but in fact, even the weakest fallen demon can cut through it with one knife, just like trying to use city walls to stop aircraft and cannons in the original world. This is The dark world is a reality where the value of force is far greater than the world I was originally in. Many of the common sense of the original world cannot be studied here.
…
When I arrived at the entrance of the village, the moat, which had not been started before I left, had been dug into a giant ravine several meters deep. Although Vitas Village is not big, it only lasted two or three days. This is possible because the workers here are all adventurers with too much strength to use.
What I saw outside Vitas Village was covered by some excavated loess. The originally beautiful and peaceful village became like a messy and dirty construction site. Moistened by the morning dew, there were dust everywhere. It was slippery yellow mud, and there were densely scattered shoe prints on it. This situation made Xiaoxue, who loves to be clean very much in non-combat situations, let out a "whimpering" sound from time to time, while shaking her snow-white paws. The sticky wet mud below, HH, I’m a dead Taoist but not a poor Taoist. Just bear with it, Xiaoxue. I don’t want to step on this cold wet mud.
Fortunately, the entrance to the village was relatively clean. After much delay, Xiaoxue still walked to the entrance of the village with swaying steps. I jumped down, which did not give the stunned adventurers nearby more time to look at Xiaoxue. , and put it away.
One of the guards guarding the gate finally woke up from his trance. A few days ago, he just looked at it from a distance and had not yet felt the power coming straight at him. Now at such a close distance, he felt it deeply. The giant wolf, and the master who was still riding on it, brought such a strong sense of oppression that he almost didn't know where to move his hands, for fear of being careless. Let the powerful man in front of you, who you can never match, turn his sharp eyes on you.
Therefore, he could only lower his head constantly and humbly to welcome the man who had made great contributions to Vitas Village and was also the actual person in charge of the entire Vitas Village, no matter it was the giant wolf mount. Or the entire history of the Dark Continent. The first strong man to kill Blood Crow independently as a melee class changer
In order to make him feel worshiped and awed, maybe a few years later, he would loudly show off to others in the bar: I once greeted that adult. Spoken to him cordially.
Then, he could already imagine the envious eyes of everyone on him. HTTP://WW.
"Sir, welcome back."
In fact. He just glanced at him, then quickly lowered his head, and because he was too nervous, he only stammered seven words.
"Um……"
I responded with an ambiguous tone that was neither close nor indifferent. I secretly thought that this was the standard tone of a superior. I glanced at the unfamiliar guard and he lowered his head. I felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange. .
I didn't care, I just paused for a moment. He passed through the guards and walked inside. Most of the adventurers in the village were already up. Although Vitas Village also has a training ground - in this chaotic era, even a farmer or herdsman can do it. If you have time, you will also do some necessary exercises, which may save your life at a critical moment, but the simple training ground here is completely out of the eyes of adventurers, or in other words, they can't bear to treat this poor person The small training ground was destroyed in a mess, so most adventurers just gathered in groups and exchanged their experiences, which felt a bit like substituting culture for martial arts.
However, it seemed that I showed up at the wrong time, and I was a bit puzzled to discover this fact.
Why does the place where I get close immediately become quiet?
In my imagination, after killing Blood Crow and achieving great success, I would generally be warmly supported and welcomed as a hero when I return to the village. At least there should be countless words of praise, although I don't like it. In this kind of scene, it should be said that at this time, my thick skin, which is comparable to Doug, will suddenly and strangely become thinner than a piece of paper. Therefore, compared to the lively and noisy welcome scene, I prefer dullness. This will make it easier for me to adapt and more comfortable.
In order to deal with this imaginary situation, I even came up with several ways to deal with it, but it seems that I can't use it now. Isn't the atmosphere at this time just the "bland" I expected?
No, this is not "bland", it is tranquility...
It was quiet nearby. Inside the body wrapped in the huge cloak, I could even hear my own footsteps and my own heartbeat. The strange silence could only be described as extremely abnormal.
Why is this happening?
As I walked, I couldn't help but secretly scan it under the cover of my cloak and hat, and finally discovered something was wrong.
In normal times, these adventurers would definitely look at me with curiosity or respect. No matter what their mood, I could feel those countless hot gazes. But now, they just glanced at me. I will immediately lower my head or turn my eyes away, which means that I don’t feel the eyes that make me feel uncomfortable now. This is the abnormality.
After coming to this pleasant conclusion, I continued to explore out of boredom, and found that their eyes were still hot, even more intense than before. So, what prompted them to react like this, I couldn't figure it out. The solution comes to mind.
In fact, what I overlooked is that in addition to the heat, there is another thing in the eyes of these adventurers, a gaze called awe, which is the only extra "fear" that makes them unable to use it anymore. They looked at the people in front of them with unscrupulous eyes, including the special operations team members, their immediate superiors, and the first melee adventurer to independently kill the Blood Crow. Together, these were enough to make them rise from "respect" to "fear". Under the guidance of other adventurers, this mysterious druid in a cloak gradually exuded something called "majesty" in the eyes of other adventurers.
Forget it, I feel pretty good about this situation anyway. At least I don’t have to bear those scorching looks in the future, and I don’t have to worry about strangers coming up to say hello, but I can’t say their names. It feels very awkward. Awkward.
But while being satisfied, it also creates a kind of loneliness and emptiness. Human beings are animals that can never be satisfied, and I am no exception.
In an ambivalent mood of half satisfaction and half loss, I came to the base camp of Vitas Village, which was the big tent used by Dhruv.
It's still the same group of people. It seems that Lal has gradually integrated into the leadership and is gradually accepted by others. I can't help but feel happy for this sinister paladin who is both a teacher and a friend.
"Ouch!! Look, who is back, our great hero Wu Fan!!"
Among those sitting there, Doug, who was least interested in these complicated trivial matters but had nowhere to go, was walking around restlessly, so he was the first person to notice that I came in. After seeing me, his eyes suddenly As soon as the light came on, he immediately rushed up and hugged my shoulders fiercely. His affectionate tone was full of sincere blessings, which made me feel a warmth in my heart when I just walked in from the cold wind.
Others also expressed warm greetings to my return, especially Dhruv. Being able to deal with the Blood Crow, an enemy that makes him sleepless and sleepless, is no exaggeration to say that it is enough to reduce the number of casualties in this battle by three points. More than one.
"Good job, Wu..." He patted my shoulder, his big hand steady and strong, and the others were looking at me with a smile, with the same smile and attitude as before, little by little, they changed the way I felt when I just came in. Isolation and emptiness fill up.
"That's natural." I responded to them with a smile that was three points proud and seven points hearty.
"Even if you don't believe me, you should believe in Master Akara's vision."
"By the way, Wu~~, you must summon your giant white wolf later and show it to me." Ihana, who is also a druid, changed her usual image of a stable big sister and acted coquettishly. He said like this, his eyes full of tiny stars.
"Okay, okay, anything is fine, as long as you don't use this tone again." I touched the goosebumps all over my body and looked at Ihana in fear.
"Wu, Nak, even I, as my husband, have never enjoyed this kind of tone. Although it is a bit scary, you should be satisfied, haha..." In the pleasant atmosphere, even Dhruv, who has always been calm, found it rare. A heroic moment.
"What did you two say!! Tell me again?" "Hahaha..." Hearty laughter came from the camp again.
