The heavy rain barely stopped until noon on the third day. Everywhere outside the manor was filled with the fragrance of soil and grass, and the air was exceptionally clear.
At this moment, someone was walking anxiously on the gravel road that had not yet dried out, and their deerskin boots made a rustling sound when they rubbed against the ground.
At the end of the road, there stood a young boy wearing aristocratic clothing, with black hair shawl, and a slightly immature baby face. Unless he got close, it would be difficult to tell the gender.
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"I'm sorry, Master Woody. I originally wanted to give it to you in the morning, but the rain was too heavy, so I'm really sorry."
Woody calmly looked at the mountain goods store owner in front of him who was apologizing and wiping his sweat. He didn't appear too anxious or angry, and he naturally took the long wooden box he handed to him.
What leaked out of the cracks in the wooden box was a hot aroma that was even stronger than the air after the rain. Just by casually taking the box and opening a crack, the smell coming from inside made Woody's mind stirred a few times.
root string.
When the wooden box is completely opened, the humanoid-like torso, the fresh yellow tentacles derived from the limbs, and the iconic carrot head come into view.
Without a doubt, the "mandala root" of a typical decade.
"As long as there's nothing wrong with the things, I'll ask the butler to pay for you later."
Woody nodded slightly and ignored the store manager who bowed his head to thank him. Being late for a long time did not change Woody's mood. His mind had drifted to the distant place that had been enveloped in the cold winter.
He has not been idle these three days, but has made rough plans for his future.
After becoming a demon hunter, in addition to hoarding relevant resources as much as possible, the most important thing is to collect strange things in the world. He needs a piece of news, or a location.
The location where the "whale" appears.
The whales referred to here are of course not ordinary whales in the sea, but a group of "astral whales" that accidentally entered the star realm from the astral entrance of the ocean tens of thousands of years ago and developed the psychic power in their brains.
He wants to leave this world that is about to decay and wither through the Astral Whale. No matter what ancient evil things he has, he can only do it in Asenrant. If he has the ability, he can go to the main material plane Terra, there...
Well, there seems to be no way to deal with this corrupt mother tree, but the gods have too many ways to block it from the crystal wall of the material plane.
Whether it is changing the trajectory of the comet it is parasitic on, directly destroying it, or directly expelling it from another world, there are too many ways to keep the Corruption Mother Tree away from that world.
The Astral Whale is a famous "shared bus" and the simplest plane travel tool. As long as you hold the token, you can let it take you into the astral realm and shuttle between planes. Woody has taken this kind of ride more than once in his previous life.
Convenient, fast and cost-effective means of transportation.
It's just that unlike the elves' plane portals, the location of the next world of the Astral Whale is not fixed.
But for Woody now, there is no world worse than Ascendant.
Is it a volcanic eruption? A hurricane is coming? Or is a disease rampant? A tsunami is coming?
After all, the disasters you can think of have broken out in Asenland one after another, and each round has plunged the indigenous people inside into dire straits. Woody, who was a player in his previous life, felt the most.
The gathering locations for the adventure range from the prosperous and prosperous royal capital to temporary outdoor gathering places built with wood, refugees in ragged clothes, no longer arrogant nobles... Every bit of memory makes me an aborigine in this life and no longer owns it.
The player's immortal Woody has become more and more certain of his plan to escape Asenrant.
Under the wave of ancient evil things, this group of "Holy Adventers" relied solely on the help of the indigenous people and those legendary professionals to break through the siege of Ashenlant by the Corrupt Mother Tree.
Without the help of the system, his character, who had just reached the second-level template, level 10 warrior/level 2 berserker, would have been reincarnated in the River Styx long ago.
He does not feel that he is a son of the times born in response to destiny, a hero with a heavy responsibility.
After knowing that the future disaster was coming, the only thing on his mind these days was not how to save the world, but "survive".
Whether it's on Terra or in other planes.
Staying alive is the most important thing.
The only thing he can do is to add, delete, and modify some of the rumors he heard during the next trip and tell them to the aboriginal adventurers in this world, so that they can make preparations in advance to avoid the first wave of disaster.
Ignorantly, I fell into the River Styx in an unclear manner.
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"Cousin Woody?"
Just when Woody entered the manor and was about to go downstairs and enter the underground alchemy room with the "Mandragora Root" he had just obtained, a crisp and childish female voice stopped him.
Looking back, he saw at the railing on the second floor, a slender, golden-haired girl with fair skin and curly hair, about fourteen or fifteen years old, standing at the entrance of the corridor looking at him, followed by several young maids.
The memory in my heart revives.
This is his cousin "Vilando Edith".
She is also the only daughter of Aunt Susan. Not long ago, she wanted to bring him and Weilando together, but Woody sternly refused. Having grown up with Weilando, he was deeply teased by Weilando when she was a child, and she
That weird character really gave the original owner a headache.
Later, Villando entered another aristocratic women's college in Palermo, and only occasionally saw each other at home on "holidays" during the week. It was much better.
She also gradually became a lady, no longer jumping up and down frequently, and rarely entering Woody's room.
Woody did not respond indifferently according to the demeanor in his memory. Instead, he raised his eyebrows, with a strange face, and his eyes couldn't help but look at this young aristocratic girl.
Because there is also information about "her" in his player's memory, but she was already seventeen or eighteen years old at that time, had long since lost her body, and became one of the many undead wandering in the ruins of Palermo.
The first time he met him as a player was in a basement under ruins. A delicate blond girl was huddled in the corner, crying and making plaintive sounds.
However, at that time, her bright, occasionally cunning eyes had been replaced by empty, dark eye sockets.
The undead girl who claims to be Weilanduo has lost her most important treasure, and she begs the player to find items with her name in the ruins.
She is one of the few neutral monsters that can obtain "Undead Crystals" and "Experience" by looking for items without attacking. It is said that players who find the most precious items will receive large rewards.
At that time, many players who entered the ruins of Palermo found things for her, and Woody was no exception, but he was not the lucky one to find things.
Later, the forum revealed that Woody knew the appearance of the girl's precious treasure for the first time.
"I wish Weilanduo to be happy every day and grow up quickly——"W&D"
The name was carved on the bottom of a broken rabbit statue, the handwriting was crooked, like the work of a novice practicing penmanship.
That's what he gave her.
The two memories are confused and intertwined.
When the memory deep in his heart suddenly appeared, Woody looked at the girl with a bright smile in front of him.
He suddenly felt a sense of dislocation in time and space.
He didn't feel this way when he was walking around Palermo.
"Weilandu, is something wrong?"
He suppressed the surge of emotions and asked calmly.
As she walked down the stairs, the girl complained to Woody in a soft tone.
"It's nothing, I'm just too bored. I want to see what you do again. I heard from my mother that you have been practicing alchemy recently? Are you no longer carving?"
In the second half of the sentence, the girl's eyes were tightly locked on the box in Woody's hand.
"Is that a herb? What is it for? Woody, can you refine gold? I heard that alchemy can transform a large piece of gold into something with just a click. If you can, I don't have to look for it every time.
Mom wants money."
The aristocratic girl seemed to have endless questions to ask. When the last words fell, the girl's flawless white face was less than ten centimeters from Woody's chin, and the curled hair tips were less than three centimeters. Her breath was exhaled.
The heat is very real.
Woody lowered his head and could see the fine velvet on the girl's white face, as well as the delicate collarbone extending downward, and that touch was beginning to take shape...
"It's nothing, I'm just tinkering around. Gold probably requires very powerful alchemy to create. I'm still learning, it's relatively basic."
He took a few steps back as if nothing had happened, then looked away, turning a blind eye to the disappointment on the girl's face.
"Okay, can I go in and have a look?"
The girl made a request.
But all he got was Woody's rejection.
"It's too dangerous inside. I can take you in to have a look next time when I'm not doing experiments - if you have time."
Woody didn't say anything. Although the girl was a little reluctant after hearing this, she had no choice but to give up.
Woody is right.
Alchemy is indeed dangerous and can cause explosions.
"Well, you have to pay attention to your own safety. By the way, cousin Woody, can we go to the city to see the Harvest Festival in seven days?"
"It's a full moon that day. I heard that the priests of the temple will pray for Palermo on the astrologer's platform. It seems that we can also see the meteor shower."
“But can’t we see it just as well here?”
“Atmosphere! Important atmosphere!”
"Is the atmosphere smelling of the sweat of that group of people? Or is it the vomiting fragrance of the perfume mixed together?"
"Woody! I won't tell you anymore. If you don't want to go, forget it!"
"Feel sorry."
Seeing Weilandu walking away angrily on her little leather boots, Woody breathed a sigh of relief. He could finally be quiet for a few days.
His top priority now is to refine the potion of "Green Grass Trial" first, and the rest can be put aside.
After entering the alchemy room, Woody locked the door, put on special gut gloves, and began the final work.
Arrange the yellow-eyed vine, bittersweet leaves, spermaceti, and the datura root you just got in order, and start to take out the knife, beaker, mallet and stone trough for stirring the herbs.
Skillfully separate the roots of each herbal plant to isolate its medicinal properties.
As time passed by, the liquid in the beaker in the alchemy room bubbled and bubbled with the help of the flame.
The work of decoction is proceeding in an orderly manner.
The decoction process of "Trial of Green Grass" is not long, as long as it is cooked.
Therefore, half an hour later, Woody looked at several potions of different colors in front of him and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Three days is not a long time, but before the potion is completed, every night, he feels his hand touching the pustule cyst on the back of his neck, and the pustules on it are densely packed like white goosebumps, which makes him anxious every night.
I couldn't sleep all night, but when it was almost dawn, I slept lightly for a while.
Now, I can finally have a good sleep.
Thinking about it, Woody drank the three portions of the liquid in the beaker placed in front of him without hesitation, and poured the remaining two portions into the injection and injected it into the blood vessel.
The hot herbal medicine penetrated Woody's body through the blood vessels and stomach, and Woody immediately fell into a half-dream and half-awake state.
His consciousness was clear, but his body could not move.
This is hallucinogenic, the paralyzing Datura drug is taking effect, Woody is extremely calm, and everything about the herbal medicine is done according to the steps.
According to the previous "Green Grass Trial", due to its excessive effectiveness, it would take three days or even a week for children to survive the trial.
Only the children who survive in the end can truly pass the Green Grass Trial, but the mortality rate in that trial is quite high.
After all, the formula at that time was the flesh and blood of various monsters. The improved version of "Grass Trial" configured by Woody this time is a gentle version with the help of the master of pharmacy, the demon hunter mentor Nige, and it only takes one to two days.
With a little effort, Woody's body can completely complete the "mutation".
1-2 days is enough time. He has also asked the housekeeper to buy beds and food in the alchemy room before. He will study behind closed doors in there.
So there wouldn't be any problem if he didn't show up for a short period of time. He got a chance to not be disturbed for a long time.
The power of the medicine gradually seeped into the depths of the blood and began to stir up the power sleeping deep in the bone marrow.
If others were here, they would notice obvious changes in Woody's whole body. His bones seemed to be alive, and they were creaking inch by inch.
As the time progressed to three hours.
The originally plump face of the young man became shriveled, and the outline of the bones could be seen. His bright eyes also became dull, with sunken eye sockets and a dull face.
Fingers like eagle claws deeply grasped the hem of the shirt, and the maid's ironed shirt became wrinkled, but she didn't care.
Seven hours later.
Woody seemed like a living dead. His breathing, which had been gentle and long at the beginning, began to become hoarse and loud, like a windmill under a stove, making a strenuous sound from his lungs.
Woody, whose consciousness was still clear, knew that the most critical hurdle had been passed.
The competition in this level is physical fitness and strength. If you are weak in any one of them, you will not be able to pass the "Green Grass Trial".
Fortunately, the daily training within the academy, as well as the abundant dietary therapy that only nobles have, have allowed Woody to build a good physique. His physique and strength are not inferior. According to attributes, they are 14 and 13 points respectively, which are beyond ordinary people.
Reached the level of a normal fighter.
Eleven hours later, listening to the disappearing footsteps in the basement, Woody knew that night was coming.
The creatures of the night begin to move.
Creaking sounds and the sound of running quadrupeds came from the floor, the ground, and even from underneath him. Woody still controlled his body and lay steadily on the grass and wicker chair. His skin also began to ooze cold and sticky fluids due to the drop in temperature.
Gooey smelly sweat.
The rejection reaction caused by the herbal medicine finally acted on this body. Woody now wanted to vomit and cough, but it seemed as if a light bulb was stuffed in his mouth. He couldn't swallow it or spit it out, and his throat could only scream helplessly.
humming.
The weakening effect of the drug allowed Woody to gradually feel his limbs and body, and the pain was promptly fed back to the nerves in Woody's brain.
All Woody could do was use force to restrain the surging desire and slowly calm down his manic heart. The price was that his hands became harder and harder, and he firmly grasped the wicker chair. Fortunately, Woody deliberately prevented it.
Scratching can lead to the spread of parasites, so use soft pads for the handles of wicker chairs.
The fifteenth hour.
The sweat-soaked clothes on the boy's body began to dry gradually, his body temperature began to rise, and his breathing slowly changed from loud and hoarse to smooth at first, but each breath was half a beat slower than at the beginning.
The mutation begins.
Woody knew clearly.
I don’t know how long it took, but probably on the second day, when footsteps came from the ceiling, Woody felt light and airy, as if his body was as light as a feather. He could jump up to the ceiling with just a thought. Of course,
it's out of the question.
However, the ecstatic feeling caused Woody to fall into a period of addiction, like a baby returning to his mother's womb, and his consciousness also fell asleep. During this period, his dull eyes began to close, and his lips also closed.
, only the breathing through the nose is running, just like a sleeping person.
There was no abnormality until thirty-six hours later.
Woody woke up from his sleep and opened his eyes.
The candles around him had long since burned out, but everything in the alchemy room in the darkness was extremely clear to him and he could see it clearly.
If others look at him, they will notice that Woody's eyes are... like snake-like eyes.
The pupils were replaced by vertical pupils, emitting a chilling light.
Woody knew that the "Trial of Green Grass" had been completed.
