Chapter 112

Zhao Mai suddenly woke up and felt weak, just like a serious illness. Even if there is a strong natural force around, this situation will not be improved at all. "It seems that I am too greedy." Zhao Mai gasped and said to himself.

"It's very reckless of you to try to combine my method with other Druid methods as soon as you come up." A tree root was on Zhao Mai's neck, and a natural force wandered around him. "Well, it's not a problem that can't be cured. As long as you remember, don't meditate on the force recently, don't perform any actions related to the force, and don't directly absorb the force in my way. "

Zhao Mai nodded and said: "I vaguely have this feeling too. I have to stop for a while and wait for my body to recover. By the way, when I was meditating, I saw some strange things. Can you... "

"No matter what you see, it's the natural force that makes you see it. You don't have to tell anyone." "I have only one hope," Wordsworth said, "that when you have achieved something, you will leave your insights in the tree of understanding to benefit future generations."

"It should be." Zhao Mai agreed to come down. "Have you been in this state since then? Do you want the Druid Elders of the infernal community to help you?"

"If I could solve it, I would have finished it myself." The halfling sighed, "don't bother them. I've got my wish, I've seen the tree of realization, so I don't need to see them again. At that time, I parted ways with them, and it was not very pleasant. "

This is a matter between Wordsworth and the sleepless community, and Zhao Mai is not easy to intervene. Some things don't have to be right or wrong. Maybe it's better not to see than to meet. But anyway, the halfling didn't treasure himself. Instead, he told Zhao Mai about his own experience and Druid's self-cultivation methods, which can be regarded as his teacher. Zhao Mai doesn't want to see the halfling become depressed after fulfilling his wish. After all, according to the halfling, he is as unaffected by his life as a big tree.

"It's not the wrong way you're going." Zhao Mai said, "let me tell you what I think."

Zhao Mai told Wordsworth what he saw and heard in a movie. The animals and plants of the whole planet are connected together through neural network to maintain the ecological balance of the planet. The planet itself has its own will, and even has the ability to fight back against foreign invaders. Such a planet has a strong ecosystem, which can ensure the diversity and balance of species. But there is also a great disadvantage, that is, it is almost impossible to develop technology or magic civilization.

"So you think I should continue to scale up and use myself to form such a natural force communication network?" The halfling was shocked. He didn't expect that Mike's ambition was bigger than him. "Is it not blasphemy to replace the ecological environment with my own?"

"Magic gods make magic nets to regulate casters Well, that's another world. " Zhao Mai scratched his head and then waved his hand: "I guess it's just a conjecture. There's no possibility of it in glarion. Not to mention anything else, the gods will not like it

"It's a terrible environment to spread the soul's tentacles all over the world through plants." Halfling also want to understand, know Zhao Mai is in disguised form admonish with him. "Don't worry, although I am integrated with mangroves, I don't have any intention of expansion. Take a place in this swamp at most, and then try what you say. If we can use wild communication to break through the information barrier between plants and animals, it may be a major breakthrough. "

"As long as you have something to do, that's fine." It took Zhao Mai a long time to get up from the ground. Panting heavily, he put the swaying flower back into his backpack and said, "now I have to see my friends. They are all sleeping and need to be taken care of. And when I wake up and see me missing, I may have a conflict with you. "

"You go. Remember not to tell them where I am. I'll send a Wordsworth to meet you The halfling said, "as for the attack on the community of the infernal by the priests of ramashtu, I can't help it. As you can see, I'm totally stuck here and I can't go if I want to. "

"I understand. I'll try again."

Indeed, as Wordsworth said, a group of people were sleeping until they woke up two days later. The paladins looked around with alert eyes, and their swords were eager to try. However, after Zhao Mai explained to them, seeing that everyone was full of spirit and healthy, he forgave Wordsworth's behavior.

Burcher, the strong man, is the most profitable man. After being moistened by the natural force, the scars on his face and body began to fade, and the original strong facial lines began to reappear. "If you renew your skin a few times, your scars will be almost invisible." Zhao Mai made a judgment after checking: "Congratulations, at least you can become handsome again."

"I'd rather be ugly and ferocious. A handsome face doesn't do any good on the battlefield." As well as causing pain and trouble, Bucher's hard fingernail scratching doesn't stop the growth of a new face - it may even accelerate the process. Zhao Mai was too lazy to tell him that he could not be stopped, so he let him go.

Zhao Mai is the most troublesome in the whole team. While the rest of the people were fresh, he was always in a state of depression. Wordsworth said that he was too involved in exploring the natural force, exceeding the physical and mental load. At this time, no matter positive energy or natural force, any external force is useless. He can only rest slowly and rely on his own physical function to make up for the deficit."Sorry for the delay." Zhao Mai's face has been very pale. He can't lift his spirits to do anything. Does he need to take a nap.

Heirouer has talked to Wordsworth and knows Zhao Mai's current physical condition. She comforted him and said, "it doesn't matter. Don't worry. Although I've been grinding with him for a week, it seems that I still need to talk with the big Druid. At least he's relaxed now. Maybe he can help us deal with the ramashtu monster in the farmer's forest. "

The halfling Wordsworth can't go north to help. Zhao Mai knows that, but he won't say it. Because once said, paladins will not wait, but will leave here in a hurry. Even if Zhao Mai did not recover, they would not have a moment of nostalgia. Without Paladin's help, Zhao Mai and Bucher will go through the outer defense of goblin again? It's a bit of a risk.

Moreover, this does not take into account the possibility that Bucher, after assessing the risk, will follow the paladin and leave himself.

So Zhao Mai would only smile and encourage Herr: "you know, Druid's temper is a little strange. We stay with natural creatures all day and are self-sufficient. We have no special needs. It's hard to communicate. "

"I think you're OK. There's nothing wrong with communication." Herr smiles and says, "I will fulfill my mission. I will never let the goddess down."

"Speaking of the goddess, what kind of orders did she give you? Is there something else in the matter of finding the great Druids? "

"What do you want to distort?" Herr pretended to be very alert. After such a long time of contact, she found that Mike's other skills are average, but his ability to think crooked ideas and mud is super strong. Is this the balance of the Druids? The female paladin is a little uncertain.

Two people sit together to exchange, but someone came to spoil the scenery. The tall Paladin Camilla separated them with her figure and said to herzoel, "Captain, we have found something strange approaching from the sky."