In the courtyard east of the middle part of Qingxi Village.
Old Man Qian looked at the increasingly dark sky, peeled off a sweet orange, and put it into his mouth.
It's midsummer, the days are getting longer and longer, and when it gets dark, it's already very late.
Old Man Qian looked at the small door of the courtyard with some worry in his eyes.
"Mark left around noon. Even if he didn't catch the green caterpillars, he should have come back long ago. Will he be in danger...could he have encountered a thunder group?"
As an illegal organization that has just emerged in recent years, the Thunder Group needs a large number of low-level personnel.
A young man like Mark, who has just come to his senses, has no experience in the world, and is young and weak, is likely to be kidnapped by the Thunder Group and forced to become a cannon fodder member of the Thunder Group.
The more Old Man Qian thought about it, the more uneasy he became.
But he quickly thought of something.
It was Mark who didn't come back.
Although Mark was stupid before he realized what he was doing, he was a ruthless guy who could survive in a garbage dump at the age of two or three.
He has been wandering around Qingxi Village and Qingxi Forest since he was a child, often disappearing for days at a time, or not seeing anyone for dozens of days.
When the villagers in the village felt where the boy might die, Mark would appear out of nowhere again.
"Forget it, instead of worrying about something happening to Mark, it's better to worry about the chaotic elves in the north breaking out again. And even if the chaotic elves break out, this kid may not get into trouble..."
Old Man Qian put away the food left for Mark, then returned to the bedroom to listen to the broadcast of the Kingdom of Shia, and soon fell asleep on the bed...
…
Deep in the Qingxi Forest, while Old Man Qian was sleeping soundly, the battle between Mark and the green caterpillar also came to an end.
Although the [Crash (charged attack)] skill mastered by the green caterpillar is very powerful, even the leader of the green caterpillar's guard can be easily knocked away, causing it to temporarily lose its combat effectiveness.
However, the scene of siege has never been resolved.
On the one hand, there are too many green caterpillar groups. Under the leadership of the green caterpillar leader, these green caterpillars have high morale. They will rush forward regardless of knowing that they will be injured.
On the other hand, it was Mark's green caterpillar that did not kill him. Elves are different from ordinary animals and have strong resilience. It won't take long for the green caterpillar that was injured or knocked unconscious to fight again.
This also causes the green caterpillars to be under siege for a long time.
Being under siege for a long time, injuries are inevitable. As time goes by, injuries accumulate, and failure becomes inevitable.
However, this kind of stressful battle is exactly what Mark and the Green Caterpillar want.
If the swarm of green caterpillars would disperse with just a few cannonball-like [impacts (prepared attack)], then this kind of practical training would be meaningless.
In fact, in a total of three battles, Mark and the Green Caterpillar failed to actually fight against the Green Caterpillar leader in the end, or even get close to the Green Caterpillar leader.
Yes, from afternoon to evening, Mark fought a total of three battles with the green caterpillars.
Every time the battle lasts for a while, Mark and the green caterpillar will leave the battlefield to rest.
When he feels that his physical strength and injuries have recovered a little, Mark will bring the green caterpillars back to kill him, and continue to use the green caterpillars here to hone his combat skills and accelerate the accumulation of experience bars.
In addition to the accumulation of experience bars, Mark also discovered a major shortcoming in adding points on the Spirit Master panel.
In those three and a half years of dream world, the Green Caterpillar had always practiced standing, which also led to various problems always appearing when facing actual combat.
Therefore, even if it is not to accumulate experience bars, this kind of practical training is indispensable.
"That's almost it Green Caterpillar, let's get here first today!"
As the night got darker, Mark shouted while quickly rushing into the center of the battlefield from the edge of the battlefield where the fighting intensity was lower.
Relying on a certain connection between the spiritual master and the spiritual master, Mark accurately found the panting green caterpillar, held it in his arms, and then ran away quickly with mobility far exceeding that of the green caterpillar.
Compared to humans, especially strong humans like him, green caterpillars are obviously slower.
Just like this, after more than ten minutes, Mark and the Green Caterpillar completely shook off their pursuers and sat in a slightly dry open space.
"Hiss...hiss?"
The green caterpillar looked at the wounds on Mark's arms and hind legs with concern and asked repeatedly.
Mark simply cleaned the sticky threads on his body and ignored the small wounds on his body. Instead, he carefully checked the injuries on the green caterpillar. When he saw the green caterpillar, there was no problem and he relaxed completely.
Mark smiled and touched the green caterpillar's head and said: "Those green caterpillars are very slow and not a big threat. Don't worry about me. You still remember our encounter in the Spearow territory. That was the real danger. "
The scene of fighting a swarm of green caterpillars reminded Mark of a memory of being chased by a swarm of spearheads.
In addition to this, it appears that he has been attacked by a swarm of Needle Bees in the past, more than once.
For him, compared to the slow-moving green caterpillars and the giant needle wasps that stopped chasing after leaving the territory, the vengeful Spearow colony was obviously a greater threat.
Listening to Mark's words, the green caterpillar also remembered the experience of narrowly avoiding death, nodded slightly, and then sighed.
"Hiss, hiss."
There were three battles in total, but the green caterpillar failed to fight against the green caterpillar leader in the end. I felt very regretful and a little disappointed.
Mark comforted: "You still have too little actual combat experience. Although you have mastered the technique of preparing a strong attack, you only have this one move, which is too limited. However, we will grow. Although your physical strength has declined in the third battle, A lot, but I feel like you're a lot better than the first fight at the beginning.
There is no need to be discouraged, as long as we keep making progress.
Moreover, we gained a lot of experience today! "
Mark said as he opened the system panel again. At this time, his experience had increased from 85% in the morning to 89%, 89.5% to be precise.
The total of the three battles only lasted 6 to 7 hours, but the experience generated was enough for Mark and the Green Caterpillar to spend a whole day using normal means.
If he follows this rate, he will be able to accumulate a point in two days.
"Sure enough, the experience of actual combat improves the most, but our bodies are not machines and cannot be used in actual combat all the time..."
Mark said, standing up from the ground.
"Both of us are not in a good condition right now. It's a bit dangerous to spend the night in the wild, and because we have to pay attention to the surrounding environment, it's difficult to relax completely. In this case, let's find some food first, and then go back to the village to spend the night."
"Hiss."
The green caterpillar nodded, stood upright with its tired body, the red antennae on its forehead rotated slightly, and suddenly discovered the aroma of the fruit...
…
It was already dark, and without the constant collision of green caterpillars in the courtyard, Old Man Qian's home was much quieter.
But even though it was quiet, Old Man Qian still didn't sleep well.
I think about it every day and dream about it at night.
Perhaps because he was worried about Mark and the green caterpillar during the day, Old Man Qian once again dreamed of the green caterpillar hitting his head against the rice vat, and then he opened his eyes in annoyance.
The surroundings were extremely quiet, nothing happened.
Old Man Qian looked at the clock in the moonlight, yawned and sat up.
"Isn't this kid Mark not back yet?"
Old Man Qian pushed open the door and suddenly tripped over something. He saw a large basket full of purple nectarines.
The slight sound of deep sleep came from the room inside.
Old Man Qian saw the eaten food on the table, and Mark cleaned the tableware.
"This kid is really good at eating..."
Soon, as he opened the door, Old Man Qian saw Mark and the green caterpillar with tattered clothes and scars.
One person and the other were lying on the bed, hugging each other and sleeping together. The coward's backpack was carried on Mark's chest and he did not take it off even when he fell asleep.
"It's just a green caterpillar... It won't end like this, right? It looks like he was attacked by a swarm of giant needle swarms, and the net bag I gave him seems to have disappeared..."
Old Man Qian searched up and down the room, but didn't see the net bag. He went to the yard to search for a while, but still found nothing.
The result was obvious. Mark lost the insect trap he had used since childhood.
Old Man Qian showed an expression of hesitation, and finally let out a long sigh and went back to the house to sleep. However, he returned not long after and placed two bottles of potion on Mark's table.
The potion is none other than a universal medicine that can cure the injuries of elves, the wound medicine...
