Chapter 111 Returning to the Village

Whoosh, the white fog, the white fog that permeates the wilderness, the mist that makes you unable to see your fingers...

Where is this place?

I stood in the fog and looked around blankly.

Here? Where is it? Where should I go?

In my heart, I was as confused as the white mist in front of my eyes.

Suddenly, at the end of the white mist, an extremely dangerous aura emitted.

The white phantom, the white phantom that should not be visible in the white fog, slowly emerges at the end of the fog, deep in the heart.

I opened my eyes and saw the dark top of the tent. I rubbed my eyes slightly and found that the light coming through the gap in the thick linen door was so dim.

Isn't it still daylight?

My long-term experience allowed me to immediately judge the current time. I yawned for a long time, stretched my waist, and tried hard to coordinate my brain and body that were not yet awake.

However, now that I had woken up, there was no reason to go back to sleep. I sat up, lifted up the animal skin blanket, pulled my body out of the warm quilt, and after arranging my messy hair a little,

Put the blanket that still has the remaining warmth in your inventory.

"Ah, it turns out it's still early."

After opening the tent, I immediately felt a chill coming straight at me. The morning on the grassland, even in the hottest season, carries a strong chill. Fortunately, this chill is not enough for job changers.

What kind of.

At this moment, the army of monsters was less than a few kilometers away from me. The bonfire lit by the Sinking Demon was very conspicuous in the bright morning. After freshening up a little, I took it seriously.

I thought about my future. To be precise, it was just today's schedule. I'm not the kind of person who thinks about the future very far away.

Yesterday's battle with the Blood Crow was far more relaxed than I expected. Instead, it created an unspeakable sense of emptiness. However, I did not become arrogant enough to target Boshi Boshi.

It is purely a self-abuse behavior. It is like trying to fill this void with depression, which will only make things worse. This is the conclusion I came to after carefully observing the monster army for nearly an hour yesterday - although I also want to

Like the legendary Comrade Xiaolong from Changshan, seven in and seven out. However, after calculations with my underdeveloped brain, I found that the only thing I could do was one in and zero out. The takeaway came with five cards of the best wolf.

Leather, and a good rattan for home travel and drying clothes and quilts, embarrassing...

Therefore, I had no choice but to gorgeously ignore Marin's wishful thinking, hoping that he would not hide in the jungle and cry bitterly because his idol was shattered, Amen.

Thinking of this, I immediately had the idea of ​​returning to Vitas Village, and doing whatever I thought of has always been one of my characteristics. After packing up the tent, I rode Xiaoxue and slowly headed towards the direction of Vitas Village.

Walking, the dark grassland, the slow cold wind, and the lonely riding shadow made me intoxicated with the feeling of "the thin horse in the ancient west wind". Unfortunately, it is too rude to compare Xiaoxue with the thin horse, and it is early morning instead of dusk.

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Then again, that dream in the morning was really real. The thick layer of mist seemed to be still in front of my eyes, which made me involuntarily reach out and grab a handful in front of me, and then I burst into laughter.

With a relaxed and leisurely pace, I don’t know how long it took, when the first ray of morning sunlight shone on me, the entire microcosm of Vitas Village finally appeared in my eyes. For people in this world

Said: It's not too early now, many people have already gotten up to work. From a distance, they look like ants surrounding a candy bar.

Has it started? Looking from a distance, I was not surprised as I had already learned about Dhruv’s plan. They were carrying out fortifications. To be precise, they were digging a ravine surrounding the entire village, just like a moat.

, the difference is that there is no water in it. This huge ditch can effectively stop the monster forward, which is the cannon fodder mass-produced creature - the army of fallen demons.

As for the city wall, to be honest, it has no effect. Don't look at the wooden fence in Rogge's camp. I would think that the city wall is very reliable.

"Surrounded" by the earth, it feels very safe, but in fact, even the weakest fallen demon can cut it through with one knife, just like trying to use city walls to stop aircraft and cannons in the original world. This is

The dark world is a reality where the value of force is far greater than the world I was originally in. Many of the common sense of the original world cannot be studied here.

When I arrived at the entrance of the village, the moat, which had not been started before I left, had been dug into a giant ravine several meters deep. Although Vitas Village is not that big, it only lasted two or three days.

It is possible to achieve this level because the workers here are all adventurers who have too much strength to use.

What I saw outside Vitas Village was covered by some excavated loess. The originally beautiful and peaceful village became like a messy and dirty construction site. Moistened by the early morning dew, there were dust everywhere.

It was slippery yellow mud, and it was densely covered with messy shoe prints. This situation made Xiaoxue, who was very fond of cleanliness in non-combat situations, let out a muffled "whimpering" sound from time to time, while shaking her snow-white paws.

The sticky wet mud below, hoho, I'll die for you Taoist friends but not poor Taoists. Just bear with it, Xiaoxue. I don't want to step on this cold wet mud.

Fortunately, the entrance to the village was relatively clean. After much delay, Xiaoxue still walked to the entrance of the village with swaying steps. I jumped down, which did not give the stunned adventurers nearby more time to look at Xiaoxue.

, and put it away.

One of the guards guarding the gate finally woke up from his trance. A few days ago, he just looked at it from a distance and had not yet felt the power coming straight at him. Now at such a close distance, he felt it deeply.

The giant wolf, and the master who was still riding on it, brought about a strong sense of oppression. He almost didn't know where to move his hands, for fear that if he were not careful, the powerful man in front of him, who he could never reach, would be killed.

That sharp gaze was focused on himself.

Therefore, he could only lower his head constantly and humbly to welcome this person who had made great contributions to Vitas Village and was also the actual person in charge of the entire Vitas Village, whether it was the giant wolf mount or the entire Vitus Village.

In the history of the Dark Continent, he was the first strong man to kill the Blood Crow independently as a melee class changer. This was enough to make him feel admired and awed. Maybe a few years later, he could still shout to others in a noisy bar.

Show off: I once welcomed that gentleman and talked to him cordially.

Then, he could already imagine the envious eyes of everyone on him.

"Sir, welcome back."

In fact, he just glanced at him, quickly lowered his head, and because he was too nervous, he only stammered seven words.

"Um……"

I responded in an ambiguous tone that was neither close nor indifferent. I secretly thought that this was the standard tone of a superior. I glanced at the unfamiliar guard. He lowered his head, feeling that the atmosphere was a bit strange.

of.

I didn't care, I just paused for a moment, then walked through the guard and walked inside. Most of the adventurers in the village had already gotten up. Although Vitas Village also has a training ground - in this chaotic era, even a

Farmers or shepherds will also do some necessary exercises when they have time, which may save you a life at a critical moment, but the simple training ground here is completely beyond the eyes of adventurers, or in other words, they are

They couldn't bear to destroy this poor little training ground into a mess, so most adventurers just gathered in groups and exchanged their experiences. It felt a bit like replacing martial arts with culture.

However, it seemed that I showed up at the wrong time, and I was a bit puzzled to discover this fact.

Why does the place I approach immediately become quiet?

In my imagination, after killing the Blood Crow and having accomplished a great feat, I would generally receive warm support and welcome as a hero when I return to the village. At least there should be countless words of praise, although I don't like it.

In this kind of scene, it should be said that at this time, my thick skin, which is comparable to Doug, will suddenly and strangely become thinner than a piece of paper. Therefore, compared to the lively and noisy welcome scene, I prefer dullness,

This will make it easier for me to adapt and more comfortable.

In order to deal with this imaginary situation, I even came up with several ways to deal with it, but it seems that they are no longer used now. Isn't the atmosphere at this time just the "bland" I expected?

No, this is not "bland", it is tranquility...

It was quiet nearby. Inside the body wrapped in the huge cloak, I could even hear my own footsteps and the sound of my own heartbeat. The strange silence could only be described as extremely abnormal.

Why is this happening?

As I walked, I couldn't help but secretly scan it under the cover of my cloak and hat, and finally discovered something was wrong.

In normal times, these adventurers would definitely look at me with curiosity or respect. No matter what their mood was, I could feel those countless hot gazes. But now, they just glanced at me.

I would immediately lower my head or turn my eyes away, which means that I don’t feel the eyes that make me feel uncomfortable now. This is what’s abnormal.

After coming to this pleasant conclusion, I continued to explore in a boring way, and found that their eyes were still hot, even more intense than before. So, what prompted them to react like this, I couldn't figure it out.

The solution comes to mind.

In fact, what I overlooked is that in the eyes of these adventurers, in addition to the heat, there is another thing, a gaze called awe, which is the only extra "fear" that makes them unable to use it anymore.

They looked at the people in front of them with unscrupulous eyes, including the special operations team members, their immediate superiors, and the first melee adventurer to independently kill the Blood Crow. Together, these were enough to make them rise from "respect" to "fear".

Under the guidance of others, in the eyes of other adventurers, this mysterious Druid wearing a cloak has gradually exuded something called "majesty" without even realizing it.

Forget it, I feel pretty good about this situation anyway. At least I don’t have to bear those hot looks anymore, and I don’t have to worry about strangers coming up to say hello, but I can’t say their names, which makes me feel embarrassed.

But while being satisfied, it also creates a feeling of loneliness and emptiness. Human beings are animals that can never be satisfied, and I am no exception.

In an ambivalent mood of half satisfaction and half loss, I came to the base camp of Vitas Village, which was the big tent used by Dhruv.

It's still the same group of people. It seems that Lal has gradually integrated into the leadership and is gradually accepted by others. I can't help but feel happy for this sinister paladin who is both a teacher and a friend.

"Ouch!! Look, who is back, our great hero Wu Fan!!"

Among those present, Doug, who was least interested in these complicated trivial matters but had nowhere to go, was walking around restlessly, so he was the first person to notice that I came in. After seeing me, his eyes suddenly

As soon as the light came on, he immediately rushed up to me and hugged my shoulders fiercely. His affectionate tone was full of sincere blessings, which made me feel a warm feeling in my heart when I just walked in from the cold wind.

Others also expressed warm greetings to my return, especially Dhruv. Being able to deal with Blood Crow, an enemy that makes him sleepless and sleepless, is no exaggeration to say that it is enough to reduce the number of casualties in this battle by three points.

More than one.

"Good job, Wu..." He patted my shoulder, his big hand steady and strong, and the others were also looking at me with a smile, with the same smile and attitude as before, little by little, they changed the way I had just walked in.

Isolation and emptiness are filled.

"That's natural." I responded to them with a smile that was one part proud and one part hearty.

"Even if you don't believe me, you should believe Master Akara's vision."

"By the way, Wu~~, you must summon your giant white wolf later and show it to me." Ihana, who is also a druid, changed her usual image of a stable big sister and acted coquettishly.

He said like this, his eyes full of tiny stars.

"Okay, okay, anything is fine, as long as you don't use this tone again." I touched the goosebumps all over my body and looked at Ihana in fear.

"Wu, Nak, even I, as my husband, have never enjoyed this kind of tone. Although it is a bit scary, you should be satisfied, haha..." In the pleasant atmosphere, even Dhruv, who has always been calm, found it rare.

A heroic moment.

"What did you two say!! Tell me again?"
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