Chapter 65

It's getting dark, and soon you won't be able to see the road clearly outside, and predators will also appear in the forest. Zhao Mai stood up slowly, patted off the insects on his body, and then moved his stiff muscles and bones.

Looking at the injured area again, it turned out that it was much better. Although Druids are not the most powerful profession recognized by all, they are much worse than mages. However, from infancy to legend, which profession has the least dependence and the best adaptability, it can only be Druids. The grain reserve is still small. If Zhao Mai has the patience to wait for the first half of the year for it to fully develop, then the cooperation between the two is not a simple one plus one effect.

In this world, it seems that the only thing you can completely trust is grain reserves. Zhao Mai squatted down and scratched his chin. It's said that dogs are the most loyal friends of human beings. Now it seems that they are. So long after he fell into the water, none of the three people came to check, which made him feel cold. Looking up at the moonlight in the sky, there is only a curved moon like a fishhook hiding behind the clouds. It will be a dark night.

Druid's Prayer (level zero spell) can be used indefinitely. Zhao Mai only needs to continuously cast his light spell to ensure the lighting on the way forward. But in this way, he will expose his position, which is definitely not safe enough. Coupled with hunger and sleepiness, this is by no means a good time to go.

Whatever happens, we have to put it off tomorrow. With the help of the weak light at the edge of the forest, Zhao Mai found a berry bearing shrub. First with purified grain treatment, and then with leaves cushion, gently on the ground.

After grabbing a handful of grass leaves, squeezing out the juice and dropping it on the berries, and pouring a few drops of water, Zhao Mai began to use the ritual method to perform "Shenmei Shu", which can enhance the effect of the spell. Under his mobilization, the natural forces around him began to gather, bringing vitality together and slowly instilling it into the berries. The small fruit, which was only the size of a ladybug, began to grow bigger and brighter with the help of magic. After a few minutes, after the ceremony, four berries were transformed into "divine berries" that stored the natural force.

This is a spell that only belongs to druids. No other class, including rangers who also live in the wilderness, can cast it. Every raspberry that stores the natural force can be used as food for an adult's daily food and water needs. At the same time, it can also play a role in the treatment of micro injury. Most importantly, Zhao Mai heard that the taste of this food is very good, and it will bring people the most primitive but also the most pure feeling of "full and refreshing".

It's said that they won't gain weight yet

Reserve one grain and save two for tomorrow. Zhao Mai opens his mouth wide and holds the berries, then closes his mouth and bites them. Sweet taste from the mouth straight into the belly, and then spread in the body. After a while, the nose, skull, all parts of the body have a comfortable feeling, hunger swept away. Zhao Mai took a deep breath, and his heart was full of praise for the magic. It's no wonder that druids will never die of hunger. This spell undoubtedly plays an important role.

But no mantra is perfect. Although the stomach is full, but the mouth is empty. It's a pity that people don't have to chew at all. Zhao Mai especially misses chewing gum now.

"Come on, good brother, have a sleep." Zhao Mai climbed to the tree, holding the grain reserve in his arms: "we still have a lot of things to do tomorrow."

Early the next morning, Zhao Mai was awakened by a burst of bird calls. It seemed that the forest came to life overnight. Compared with the excessive silence last night, this morning is too noisy. After a while, Zhao Mai saw two squirrels running from the branches beside him, chasing each other. It seemed that he didn't mean to worry about food.

A dazzling prayer was released, and the intense flash exploded in front of squirrel's eyes. The little animal did not expect that he would suffer such bad luck. He lost his balance in a trance and fell directly down the tree. Zhao Mai curled his lips and was not satisfied with the power of this spell. Druids are good at everything, but there are no offensive prayer spells. If you can spray ice rays everywhere like a mage, you will have more means.

Pick up two dead squirrels from under the tree, pick them up with bayonets on the muskets, and deal with them simply. Zhao Mai knew that he was not good at dealing with his prey and cooking, but with the help of purification prayer, he could not eat anything wrong. One gave the reserve grain, the other into his stomach, he only felt that he was full of fighting spirit.

"Since you don't come to me, I'll come to you." Zhao Mai snorted, carrying a pistol with the dog upstream. "As soon as I get to the place where I'm fighting and make sure there's no one, I'll immediately turn back to the community of the inferno. Anyway, I have an explanation. There's no reason for anyone to take away my elixir. "

Using trees to cover his tracks, Zhao Mai should be careful not only of the dog headed people on the other side of the river, but also of the possible situations on the same side. Although he didn't want to admit it, he was still worried about meeting afra and others, mainly because he didn't know what attitude to treat them. Of course, when meeting Lucius, the first thing is to knock out his teeth with the butt of a gun, and then, depending on the further development of the situation, decide whether to deal with him with a musket or a bayonet. Zhao Mai just hopes that ziyue and afra can give a reasonable reason why they don't go downstream to find themselves. Beautiful women should always be given preferential treatment. It's a man's duty.He was just thinking and moving forward, and soon he found something wrong. Grain reserves began to be inexplicably tense, showing hostility to the surrounding, but unable to determine the location of the enemy. The plants on the ground, especially the low grass and moss, died in large pieces. Zhao Mai squatted down and touched with his hand, the plants became sticky debris between his fingers.

"Wipe, what's the situation?" Zhao Mai boasts that he knows quite well about the magic system in the world of glarion. He basically knows what kind of magic causes what kind of effect. But I haven't heard of any magic that can turn plants into sticky debris. Fire, freezing, corrosion and dehydration are all common, but they can't explain the present situation.

All the tall trees around were safe and sound, only the tiny plants died. This should not be a spell specifically aimed at the environment, but the spread of power from an effect. Zhao Mai thought of this and became more careful. He motioned to reserve grain not to make a sound and loaded the musket himself. There is nothing left of the backpack also dropped down, so that they can be more agile, quiet.

The more you move forward, the more damage you will get to plants, and the flow of the natural force will be affected. Although it is far from interfering with Zhao Mai's casting, it has made him feel uncomfortable and repellent. This is an additional effect of learning Druid abilities, just like priests need to bathe in divine light and mages need to communicate all the time. Druids cannot do without the natural force and are very sensitive to it.

Along the way, Zhao Mai saw a familiar river bank. That's where the fight against the koehead took place. Now it's quiet here. The lampblack and the river make a loud noise. Zhao Mai hides behind the trees and observes patiently.

Soon, he found something strange. On the gravel ground by the river, there was a dead willow. The branches that had become gray and black were scattered on the ground, like a nest of snakes. Under the branches, there was an arm and another body beside it.

Zhao Mai tried to identify how he looked like Lucius' cheetah.