Sword and Magic and Taxi

　　 The sky is getting dark, and the road will soon be invisible outside, and predators in the forest will also appear. Zhao Mai stood up slowly, patted the bugs off his body, and moved his stiff muscles and bones.

　　 Checked the injured place again, and it really got better again. Although the druid is not recognized as the strongest profession, it is a lot worse than the mage, but if from fledgling to becoming a legend, which profession is the least dependent and adaptable, it can only be a druid. The food reserve is still small. If Zhao Mai has the patience to wait for the first half of the year to let it 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 I can trust is the food reserves. Zhao Mai squatted down and scratched its chin. It is said that dogs are the most loyal friends of mankind, and it seems to be the case now. For so long after he fell into the water, none of the three people actually came to check it out, which made him a little bit chilly. Looking up at the moonlight in the sky, there is only a crescent moon like a fish hook hiding behind the cloud, and it will be a dull night again.

　　 Druid's prayer (zero-level spell) can be used infinitely. Zhao Mai only needs to cast the light technique continuously, and still can guarantee the lighting on the way forward. But in this way he would expose his position, which is certainly not safe enough. Coupled with the hunger and drowsiness of the belly, this is definitely not a good time to hurry.

　　 No matter what happens, I have to let it go until tomorrow. Zhao Mai used the weak light from the edge of the forest to find a bush bearing berries. Treat it with purified grain first, then pad it with leaves and place it gently on the ground.

　　 Grab a handful of grass blades and forcefully squeeze the grass juice onto the berries, and then pour a few drops of water, Zhao Mai began to use the ritual method to cast the "God Berry Technique", which can strengthen the effect of the spell. Under his mobilization, the surrounding natural forces began to gather, bringing the vigorous vitality together, and slowly instilling it into the berries. The small fruit, which was originally only the size of a ladybug, began to grow bigger under the influence of the spell, and the color became brighter and fuller. A few minutes later, after the ceremony was over, four berries completed the conversion and became the "sacred berry" that stored the natural force.

　　 This is a spell that only belongs to the druid, and no other profession, including the ranger who also survives in the wilderness, can be displayed. Every sacred berry that stores the natural force can be used as food to provide an adult's daily food and drinking needs. At the same time, it can also treat minor injuries. Most importantly, Zhao Mai heard that the taste of this thing is very good, and it will give people the most primitive but purest feeling of "eat full and refreshing".

　　 It is said that I will not gain weight...

　　 One grain reserve, and two more to eat tomorrow. Zhao Mai opened his mouth wide, held the berries, and then closed his mouth and bite it. The sweet smell goes straight from the mouth to the belly, and then spreads through the body. After a while, the nasal cavity, skull, and all parts of the body felt refreshed, and the hunger was gone. Zhao Mai took a deep breath, full of admiration for this spell in his heart. No wonder that the druid will never die from starvation, and this spell undoubtedly has its important role.

　　 But no spell is perfect. Although the belly is full, but the mouth is empty and uncomfortable. The way of eating without chewing is a bit regrettable. Zhao Mai misses chewing gum especially now.

　　 "Okay, good brother, let's sleep." Zhao Mai climbed to the tree, holding the grain reserves in his arms: "We have a lot to do tomorrow."

　　 Early the next morning, Zhao Mai was awakened by a sound of birds, and it seemed that the forest had come to life overnight. Compared with the excessive quietness of last night, there was too much noise this morning. In a short while, Zhao Mai saw two squirrels running past the branches beside him, chasing and playing with each other, seemingly not worried about the food.

　　 A dazzling art prayer was released, and a violent flash of light exploded in front of the squirrel's eyes. The little animal did not expect that he would suffer this bad luck, lost his balance in a trance, and fell directly down the tree. Zhao Mai pouted, somewhat dissatisfied with the power of this spell. Druids are good at everything except that they have no offensive prayer spells. If you can spray ice rays everywhere like a mage, you will have a lot more methods.

　　 picked up two squirrels that had been thrown to death from under the tree, and used the bayonet on the musket to pick them apart, and deal with them briefly. Zhao Mai knows that his skills in handling prey and cooking are not good, but with the help of purifying food, he will not have problems eating. One gave the food reserve, and the other entered his stomach. He only felt full of fighting spirit.

　　 "Since you are not looking for me, then I will look for you." Zhao Mai snorted, picked up the musket and brought the puppy upstream. "As long as I reach the fighting place and make sure that there is no one, I will immediately turn around and return to the Infinite Walker community. In any case, I have an explanation, and no one has any reason to take away my disease-eliminating potions.

　　 Using trees to cover his whereabouts, Zhao Mai must be careful not only for the kobolds on the other side of the river, but also for possible situations on the same side. Although he didn't want to admit it in his heart, he was still worried about meeting Afra and others, mainly because he didn't know what attitude to treat them. Of course, when I saw Lucius, the first thing was to knock out his teeth with the butt, and then, depending on the further development of the situation, decide whether to use a musket or a bayonet against him. Zhao Mai just hoped that Ziyue and Afrah could give a reasonable reason, why not go downstream to find themselves. Beautiful women should always be given preferential treatment, this is the obligation of men.

　　 He just moved forward while thinking wildly, and soon he realized something was wrong. The food reserve began to become tense inexplicably, showing constant hostility towards the surroundings, but the enemy's location could not be determined. Plants on the ground, especially low grass and moss, have died in patches. Zhao Mai squatted down and touched with his hands, and these plants turned into slimy scum between his fingers.

　　 "Wipe, what's the situation?" Zhao Mai boasts that he has a good knowledge of the magic system in the world of Glarion~www.NovelMTL.com~ He basically knows what kind of spells can cause and what effects. But I haven't heard of any spells that can turn plants into sticky debris. Fire, freezing, corrosion, and dehydration are common, but none of them explain the current state.

　　 The tall trees around are all intact, only tiny plants die. This should not be a spell specifically aimed at the environment, but caused by the spread of power from a certain effect. Zhao Mai thought of this and became more careful. He motioned for the reserved grain to keep silent, and loaded the gun himself. The backpack with nothing left was also dropped so that he could be more agile and quiet.

　　The more you move forward, the more damage the plants suffer, and the flow of natural force is also affected. Although it was not far enough to interfere with Zhao Mai's spelling, it already made him feel uncomfortable and a sense of rejection. This is an additional effect of learning the ability of the druid, just like the priest needs to bathe in divine light, and the wizard needs to communicate the elements at all times. Druids are inseparable from the force of nature, so they are very sensitive to this force.

　　 Walking all the way forward, Zhao Mai saw a familiar river bank. The battle with the kobold took place here. Now it is calm here, and the fume river water is rustling. Zhao Mai hides behind the trees and observes patiently.

　　 Soon, he discovered something strange. On the gravel by the river, a dead willow tree fell. The branches that have turned gray-black are scattered on the ground, like snakes in the same den. Under the branches, an arm was vaguely seen, and there was another corpse beside it.

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