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The fragrance of green grass fills your nostrils.
Moist dew hits his face.
The chirping sounds of various unknown birds made me excited.
In the grass, the insects that have not stopped all night are still clamoring tirelessly.
Just from the vague sense of hearing and touch that I just woke up, I knew that this was a refreshing grassland morning that made me want to fall asleep. There should still be mist outside, with a hint of chill, and it might rain a little later. The comfortable drizzle, after the sun has completely climbed out, it will be a sunny and sunny day.
Don’t look at me as a half-indigenous traveler. Every change of the grassland and every season has been deeply imprinted in my memory.
Wait, green grass? Dew? grassland? !
I opened my eyes suddenly, sat up vigilantly, looked around, and rubbed my eyes in disbelief.
Hazy green grass.
Infinitely extending gray space.
Lying among the grass, I looked so small in the mist-shrouded grassland, like an ant drifting randomly in the sea.
Why...why?
Why am I here?
Shouldn't it be at home? Shouldn't it be on the Holy See Hill?
When did you return to Rogge Camp?
Where is this?
The strange yet familiar feeling, at a certain moment, even made me wonder if I had traveled through time again.
Wait, time travel?
I get it, I get it, this unforgettable sense of sight.
When I first traveled to the Dark Continent, wasn't it very similar to now?
The question is, where is this place, or is it the Dark Continent? Why did I suddenly come here when I was clearly at home in Holy See Hill?
He couldn't figure it out, but his body had already begun to act subconsciously. He lowered his waist and stood up, like a cheetah lying prone in the grass. He looked at his feet, looked around, and touched the dagger on his waist with his right hand...well, he didn't touch it.
The cool breeze, the gray infinite sky, and the beautiful grassland morning are not as beautiful as imagined. Maybe you can relax some vigilance around the camp, but if it is in the wild far away from the camp, poisonous insects, snakes and beasts can easily be taken away. Things that cost an ordinary person's life are everywhere.
The most important thing is that if this is still the Dark Continent and if I don't travel through it a second time, then the most dangerous hell monsters may appear at any time.
There was no danger nearby, and I still kept my bent, alert posture, hesitating in which direction to go.
The brain gradually calmed down from the confusion and confusion, and the clues became slightly clearer.
If my guess is correct, this is most likely Evelina's fault. Other than that, I can't imagine any other reason. If this is just a dream, it would be too real.
Perhaps, the test it gave itself had begun without warning.
Thinking of this, I was slightly shuddered. This time, this salted fish sword was no joke. You could tell by its tone. I had to take it easy, and I could no longer deal with it with a playful mentality.
Uncertain, if you are not careful, you may die.
No, even if you are very considerate, you may die. Evelina's serious tone at that time gave me the feeling that even if you try your best and burn your fighting spirit, it will still be difficult to pass its test.
After confirming this, my heart went up and down, and I felt at ease because I didn't have to worry about going to any strange place again. I could probably go home, go back to bed, and go back to the girls as soon as I woke up.
What makes me worry is that I may still be in danger.
After thinking about it for a moment, I felt that waiting here was not an option. I randomly chose a direction and walked. A drizzle began to fall in the sky. The mist was gradually dispersed by the rain, and I could see farther away. Unfortunately, it was of no use. As far as the eye could see, there was still a vast expanse of gray prairie. Under the influence of rain, it looked like an oil painting with a single and thick tone.
Suddenly, a dot seemed to appear vaguely not far away in the rain.
I didn't dare to be careless and didn't want to let go of any opportunity. I slowly approached under the cover of the rain. Gradually, the black spots continued to enlarge and became clear. It looked like the back of a person, just like me, alone on the grassland. The wandering helpless traveler.
We were already within 20 meters, and the ragged appearance was quite clear. I squatted down, tried my best to hide myself in the half-foot-high grass, and rolled a Rasengan... ah no, it was a ball of mud, facing the figure. Throw it behind you.
Hitting the target accurately, the figure shook and turned around...
A highly rotten face was revealed, half of the intestines leaked from the belly, hanging in the air, and the exposed skin in the tattered clothes was covered with yellow-black pustules.
Ah, you guessed it right, it turned out to be this one. This guy Evelina’s bad taste is quite vulgar and bad. She definitely wants to dig out the embarrassing situation when I was scared to death when I met the rotten corpse when I just traveled through time. remember.
Yes, thinking back on it, it was quite embarrassing back then, but for a time traveler living in peaceful times, such a reaction is understandable, now.
I’m not exaggerating, but the number of monsters like rotting corpses I’ve killed could circle the camp.
Of course, this cannot deny that the rotting corpse is one of the few most disgusting monsters. Look at your distant relatives, Lu Gaoyin’s mummy and the hollow zombie monster. Although they have the same appearance, they know how to use them. Wearing bandages to cover up.
Monsters like rotting corpses are boring if you kill them too much. They move slowly. Even if they are encountered by civilians, as long as they don't approach them with death or are surrounded by them from all sides, they are not a threat. For adventurers, they don't have much experience. The rate is extremely low. It is better to use them to practice combat skills than to go back to the camp training ground to practice with wooden stakes. When they are chopped down, the weapons are covered with a putrid smell. The sourness is hard to describe in words.
They are the easiest monsters to bully. Of course, although they move slowly, once they get close, their attack speed is not slow. If you are not careful, you will still capsize in the ditch.
I discovered that it was indeed a rotting corpse, and it was a re-enactment of the scene from the past. I laughed a few times to show my disdain for Evelina's tricks. My brain started to spin, and I first looked around. It seemed to be a lone rotting corpse. No problem, King Qin can just go around the pillar and ignore it.
More than a month has passed since I was deprived of my profession and power. I have gradually become accustomed to thinking like an ordinary person. When I see a rotting corpse, I don't think like an adventurer whether it's worth killing him, but whether it's worth killing. How to avoid it.
but……
I was suddenly stunned.
Since it's a re-enactment of the scene, since it's in a dream, wouldn't it be possible to... give it a try?
At some point, my body started to tremble, eager to confirm my inner guess, but I was afraid that my dream would come to nothing and I would be hurt again and again in the dream. I kept trembling and trembling, and finally I raised my hand.
Pull it in front of your eyes.
At that moment, the familiar translucent attribute window popped up in front of my eyes, making my brain explode with a bang.
There was no excitement, no ecstasy, no madness. He couldn't be like Fan Jin who passed the imperial examination. He was just stunned for a long time, and then hot tears burst out of his eyes silently. His legs went weak and he knelt on the ground. .
Although it is an old saying, although everyone may have experienced it, I am afraid that not many people have a deeper experience than me at this moment.
Only when you lose it can you know how precious it is. This sentence turned into tears on my face at this moment.
I don’t know how long it took, but a ray of warm sunshine hit my face, piercing my eyes. I came back to my senses, wiped the tears on my face, and quickly opened the attribute bar again for fear that it was a dream.
The familiar panel appeared again, and the data on it was also so familiar, leaving me no extra choice. Occupation: Druid, Level: Level 1, Experience: 0/5000.
These basic data that are so familiar that they are no longer familiar are deeply reflected in the pupils.
I giggled for a long time, then remembered the inventory again, and quickly opened the inventory. It was still such a big space, and it was empty, not even a hair on it. This was good.
Facing the empty inventory, he giggled for a while.
The skill bar, bingo, opened perfectly without any glitches. All thirty of them represented inactive gray skills, which also made me giggle.
No, no, I can't giggle anymore, I feel like my attributes are about to collapse.
Patting his cheeks, he finally forced himself to calm down a bit.
Clenching my fists, I was excited by the familiar feeling of power. Although it was incomparable to the power at its peak, it was much more powerful than an ordinary person.
Yes, this long-lost experience as a weakling adventurer is exactly what a level 1 rookie should have!
I even want to shout long live the rookie three times.
I jumped around a few times excitedly, punched and kicked my legs, and after feeling a brand-new (?) power, I set my sights on the carrion opposite.
As an ordinary person, I naturally have to take a detour when I see a rotting corpse, but I am an adventurer Sama now, how can I easily let go of such an evil (moving) evil (moving) existence (experience).
No weapons? It doesn't matter, the adventurer's fist also has damage, but it's just a little lower.
The disgusting stench of rotting corpses? For those of you who can't wait to prove the existence of this power, it won't be a problem.
That is, the mind and body pass in unison.
The next second, I rushed straight towards the carrion. The enemy also noticed the enemy who had smashed its head with mud. He turned around slowly, staggered with his hands raised, and walked towards me with a staggering step.
The distance of tens of meters was shortened in an instant. Although the moving speed of the rotten corpse was slow, its reaction and attack speed were really not slow. When it was still one step away, its arms suddenly waved with a sound of breaking through the air, and the whole body struggled with it. A pounce.
Perhaps ordinary newcomers would be panicked by the contrasting speed displayed by the rotting corpses, and might be jumped on, but I am a former savior, a former peak powerhouse in the world, if I can still be touched, Just go on strike with Evelina and take the sweet potatoes home to sell.
He dodged easily, aimed his huge fist at the gap, and hit the corpse hard on the head. Suddenly, it was like hitting a rotten watermelon, the head burst open, and red, white, and yellow splattered out. , however, I had already expected it, and immediately after withdrawing my strength, I rolled sideways to avoid it.
Just like a master's fight, the two figures passed each other and stopped. After a second, the head of the rotting corpse suddenly exploded. It was so cool!
If you can ignore the winner's last dodge that looks like a lazy donkey rolling around.
It's just that the rotten corpse is really disgusting. Even though I have opened the full illustrated book, I still think that in terms of disgustingness, the rotten corpse is definitely on the list. Although I dodged the disgusting objects splashing around just now, I still hit the head hard. That fist was inevitably covered with a lot of mucus, and the putrid smell emitted made me frown and have the urge to chop my hands.
Of course, I'm just thinking about it. As an adventurer, I haven't experienced any big scenes. Let me tell you, Lucifer knows that I once talked and laughed with it. This is just childish.
However, there are probably very few adventurers who would directly use their fists to angrily attack the rotting corpses like me. Doing this kind of thing is probably not much different from jumping into a manure pit out of boredom.
Yes, as an adventurer.
Me as an adventurer.
I became an adventurer again.
I am an adventurer.
The words "adventurer" seem to have magical power, making me think about them over and over again, with a joyful expression on my face like an angry daisy.
I opened the attribute bar again suspiciously. The original experience value of 0/5000 has become 33/5000. A rotten corpse has 33 experience points. It seems like it. I remember it should be. Lal and the others seemed to have been with me.
By the way, Lal Santiaozi!
I suddenly remembered that according to the original script, I should have panicked and fled, then collapsed, met the Lal trio to revive me, and finally followed them back to the camp.
This process is correct. The problem is that now that I am not scared of the rotten zombies, how should I find the Lal trio? How do I get back to camp if I can't find them?
Of course, what I mean is that I am not a road addict, I just can’t determine my direction now and need some help.
It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. According to the powerful power of world correction that is everywhere, even if there is a slight deviation, I should be able to meet them next and continue to develop according to the script. Evelina does not want the test to have just begun. Am I just going to get lost in the prairie and hit the streets?
Thinking of this, our army is determined, and in addition to regaining the power of the adventurer, although it is in a dream, we are also overjoyed and excited, and I just feel that Evelina is a great good person.
But why hasn't it appeared yet? I just tried calling a few times, but there was no response.
It's so mysterious. Could it be that you are trying to create some other evil idea?
Forget it, let's experience the feeling of regaining power again. Although it is only the power of a level 1 rookie adventurer, it is already much better than the powerlessness that has been felt for more than a month.
With my current strength, after confirming that this is the lowest level of blood wasteland, I no longer have any scruples. I look up at the rising sun, illuminating the gray scenery. The whole world seems to be added with a layer of color, becoming Come alive.
Sure enough, after the drizzle in the morning, it will be sunny. That glorious day will be just like myself now, full of energy and hope...
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