Chapter 867: 849Forest Lumberjack

Chapter 867: 849Forest Lumberjack

Chapter 867 849. Forest Lumberjack

With the jingling and clanking sounds on the harness, Qilin walked out of the celestial sphere's intersection, which was like broken glass.

The witcher comforted the kitten sitting in front of him and lying on Qilin's neck with his hands. At the same time, he also covered his head and frowned.

Qilin under the seat also felt uncomfortable. The feline face kept shaking, and even the arcs of electricity that flashed on the pale mane were much smaller.

The big wet nostrils spit out hot air one after another, and Lan En felt like it was about to spit out.

Damn.

The witcher muttered a complaint.

The feeling of walking through the celestial sphere intersection this time was very bad, and it was very different from usual times. It reminded him of the feeling when he went to Yanan.

Its just that when I went to Yanan, the feeling of walking through the rift between the celestial spheres was a strong sense of sleep and psychedelic.

Now, Lan En just felt like he had been taken to a sauna without knowing it.

This makes it even more obvious that the thirst the three of them just felt was abnormal.

Flannel Ball and Qilin took out their water bottles and shared a few sips of water. Then they found that the physical rehydration was completely useless, and then they gave up. Then the feeling of thirst gradually disappeared.

So Lan En not only filled the alchemical leather bag with supplies this time, but also put a lot of it on Qilin's back.

Even in the low-lying areas of the forest, the water vapor formed a large shallow lake.

I have rarely seen a world like this. The lady said at that time.

Lan En knew what it meant: We have been breathing for several minutes, so of course we are fine.

The lady reminded Lan En half seriously and half curiously.

The air is okay, meow!

Only a fundamental difference can allow this world to affect my power through the intersection of the celestial sphere.

Qilin shook his head, looking a little helpless.

It is to prevent yourself from finding anything suitable for human beings to eat and drink when you arrive.

So using the word evaporate, Lan En can understand it.

Lan En once used [Spirit Vision] to see the essence of the lady in the lake. It was a golden and warm lake deep in the world.

Looks like a hermit crab, with a large shell and many limbs that make a heart-stopping "thropping" sound.

It's just that their shells are purple mushroom-shaped, and they are basically half the size of a human.

When Lan En passed by, he thought they were a group of local giant mushrooms. It wasn't until they sprayed purple gas from the holes in their purple shells that Lan En realized that these things could move and were animals.

Fortunately, these things have very weak movement capabilities, so Lan En was able to get rid of this group of local creatures in a few steps.

Logically speaking, the noise caused by this is not too small.

But Lan En discovered that the loggers were still doing their work mechanically.

This kind of mechanical work even seems a bit chilling.

Are these people really normal?

You cant be so unlucky, right?

Lan En murmured in his heart, and the scene in front of him inevitably reminded him of the night when he first arrived in Yanan.

The witcher then shook his head.

The main reason why Yanan is so miserable is that many ancient gods gather in this city, and they don't look at each other and stab each other back and forth. They are too "lucky".

Where else can there be so many blessed places?

You still let yourself meet?

It must be impossible!

It wasnt until Lan came within three meters of the lumberjacks that they finally seemed to realize that someone was approaching.

Then he withdrew from his mechanical work and turned stiffly to look at the person coming.

Good morning, gentlemen.

Lan En said hello politely first.

Actually, he didn't know whether it was morning or afternoon.

Because the sky here is dim, just like the sky during the plague in Athens, making it difficult to tell the specific time.

The sun, which should have been the brightest point in the sky, is now even blurred into a blur in the dusky high sky, making it inconspicuous.

Cant even determine the exact location.

Fortunately, although these lumberjacks looked as stiff as the wood they chopped, they still took off their ruffled straw hats and placed them on their chests under Lan En's polite greetings.