Luther and Mai left EMI City while Naizhong and the trainee trainer waved goodbye.
Basil finally returned to EMI Gym to continue to strengthen herself, picking up things she once thought she no longer needed and studying seriously.
For Caizhong, this was probably a gift Luther left to himself. Before leaving, he helped this child who had gone astray find a suitable route for her to move forward.
I don’t know if many years from now, this child’s name will be on the list of EMI Gym, or if this child will go out and make a name for himself.
Time for travel began to flow again. Luther and Mai did not choose to go to Fate City or Curtain City. The former is a gym with ghost attributes, and the latter is the location of a gym with fighting attributes.
Luther chose to continue walking north.
He and Mai only turned on the dangerous zone reminder on their phones without looking at the specific map. He found that this behavior was far more interesting than planning every trip.
This is a casual trip. When you are tired, you can lay out the tent, light a campfire, and heat up the dry food and food you brought with you.
When you are happy, you chase the traces of the elves that you see with your eyes, and follow them all the way.
When Luther and Mai blocked a chrysanthemum leaf in a tree hole that was escaping while chewing the fruit, the two of them looked at the shivering chrysanthemum leaf and laughed.
Of course, the fruit of the chrysanthemum leaf tree is not safe, and a very domineering looking Marylou snatched the fruit and ate it with relish.
Ju Caoye's mood was very complicated. He had more food stored for the winter behind him. He was ready to be robbed. However, he did not expect that the two men did not look at the fruits, but took them from the backpack.
Get off the tent and start setting up camp.
A tent that was as big as a hill to Chrysanthemum Grass Leaf stood in front of the tree hole. A group of elves were busy around the tent, and Chrysanthemum Grass Leaf was still looking at everything in front of her in a posture of biting the fruit.
The winter night fell very quickly, and as soon as Luther finished setting up camp, it was already dark.
A bonfire was burning in front of the tree hole. Luther and Mai still carried a lot of dried meat. Sprinkle it with a little water to roast it and add some dry food. It would be a luxurious picnic.
Chirulian and Ibrahimovic mostly eat tree fruits. There are still many hanging tree fruits in the wild when winter is about to begin. Based on the mentality that if I don't pick them, it will be fertile land, Luther sees the fruits and goes all the way.
Scouring, this kind of pleasure of harvesting something in the wild is simply too comfortable. It can only be compared to finding a fully stocked supermarket alone when the apocalypse comes.
Chrysanthemum Grass Leaf squatted in the corner of the big tree hole. At first, she carefully protected the fruits she had accumulated. However, when the bonfire was lit and the aroma of Luther and Mai's hot food wafted over, she gradually felt at ease.
Come down.
It seems that these two people have no interest in their own tree fruits, except for that hateful, round blue spherical elf!
Jucaoye, who gradually felt relieved, poked her head around the edge of the tree hole. This move was noticed by Chirulian, who poked Luther beside her.
Luther turned around and saw the leaves on her head. The guy who thought he was hiding had been exposed a long time ago.
After rummaging around for a while, Luther found the sweet cherry jam he bought in Miare from Gilly Egg's bag, fetched water from a nearby stream, put it in the fire pit and boiled it, and gave it to each elf.
An after-dinner hot drink was given.
The sweet scent of the sweet cherry fruit made the leaves on Jucaoye's head swing back and forth. Hidden on the edge of the tree hole, she heard the footsteps getting closer and closer, and she drew her body away again.
Something poked the leaves on Jucaoye's head, causing her to run back to the depths of the tree hole.
"Marilu just snatched your food. I'm sorry. Please drink some of this."
After saying this, Luther returned to the tent.
Chrysanthemum grass leaf sniffed the pleasant smell and came to the entrance of the cave, carefully observing the sweet cherry juice in the transparent cup.
When she wanted to drink, the problem arose...she couldn't reach it with her mouth!
This cylindrical, juice-filled cup perfectly makes her a crow who can't drink water.
Jucaoye tried to roll the big leaves on her head into the cup to bring out the juice, but the moment she took the leaves back, all the juice was spilled.
Dip the vine whip into the juice and lick it to drink. It is too uncomfortable and unsatisfactory. The aggrieved chrysanthemum leaves whine and circle around the cup.
At this moment, not only Chirulian noticed her, but all the elves eating dinner looked over, with more than a dozen eyes locked on her.
Chrysanthemum grass leaf, aware of the sight, ran back into the tree hole again.
Luther came to the tree hole and knocked on the tree hole: "If you don't mind, I'll feed you."
This is also a helpless move. Every elf's food bowl is in use, and there is no suitable container for the chrysanthemum leaves.
Jucaoye hesitated for a moment, then got out of the tree hole and opened his mouth.
Luther picked up the cup and poured the juice into Ju Caoye's mouth little by little. Until the cup bottomed out and Ju Caoye let out a sigh of satisfaction, he took the cup and left.
He enjoyed this kind of interaction with the wild elves. Every time Luther and Mai finished teasing the wild elves, they would put some fruits they found near them.
Or you can set up camp near their nest to protect them from the wind all night.
Last time, one of the big tails liked sweet cherry fruits very much, so he used his own storage to exchange some dried fruits with Luther.
There was also a hyperactive ape that took two green mu berries and exchanged them for three pieces of dried meat.
But a very large ring bear, who was about to hibernate, smelled the green berries in Luther's bag, and actually took some honey stored in a hollowed tree stump and exchanged it for green berries.
Green berries are a very important fruit in the eyes of many elves, and one or two must be stored. It seems that the circle bear in front of him did not find the fruit he wanted before winter came.
Luther bought two large cans of green mu fruit mixture in Miare, which was enough for him to use for a long time, so Luther happily placed the two green mu berries on the palm of the circle bear.
The silly big man touched his head, turned around and left. After a while, he turned back and motioned for Luther to follow him.
Luther and Mai followed the Ring Bear to a dead tree and saw him digging hard into the ground. After a while, they dug out a lot of tree fruits and some strange things dropped by the trainers who passed this road.
Weird stuff.
Empty Poké Balls, shiny jewelry, a few pieces of chocolate and instant noodles that had not even passed their expiry date, this big man with a collecting habit displayed these things in front of Luther and motioned for him to take them as he pleased.
Luther looked at the ownerless jewelry and smiled with Mai, feeling quite like he had found a treasure.
After taking away the accessories, chocolates and instant noodles, and finding a few elves' favorites from the fruit pile, Luther took out his canned mixture, found a small transparent bag, and poured a little into it.
He tied it tightly and handed it to the circle bear.
The circle bear knew what was in the bag and waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need so much. However, Luther did not take it back. The circle bear was forced into his hand and had to help Luther keep vigil until Luther left the camp.
Still far behind.
Luther felt like a businessman walking on the Silk Road. The goods in his hands were constantly being exchanged, and then returned to his own hands in other forms. There were no robbers or sandstorms here.
There was the chill and chill before winter came, as well as a group of elves curiously watching me and Mai.
The person they were trading with couldn't speak and relied on gestures, but the transactions between the two parties were flawless.
Chrysanthemum Grass Leaf squatted on its own fruit hill, hesitantly picking through the fruits.
This one shows signs of being broken, so I can't give it to him.
I like to eat this one very much...I can't bear to part with it.
This one is too small and does not fit. It needs to be replaced.
After searching for a long time, she piled the fruits at the door with a cane whip, came to Luther, and rubbed him with the leaves on her head.
Luther saw the pile of tree fruits and the vine whip with chrysanthemum leaves pointed at the juice held by Chirulian, with a look of anticipation on his face.
Luther shook his head. Jucaoye quickly ran to his fruit tree and found some more. However, Luther stopped her and filled a small bag with some sweet cherry jam. She sealed it and put it in Jucaoye.
Ye demonstrated how to open it and how to brew it before placing it in front of her.
He had no intention of exchanging it with chrysanthemum leaves. Judging from the collection of chrysanthemum leaves in the tree hole, it would be very difficult for her this winter. She was so tempted by the aroma and deliciousness that she did not see the potential danger.
Ju Caoye looked at the sweet cherry jam in front of her and glanced back and forth at the fruit and jam with some embarrassment.
In her opinion, the two things should not be considered equivalent. The wonderful taste of her own tree fruits should not be comparable, so she should have made a profit by exchanging it.
However, she was at a loss when Luther gave it to her. She reached out her little hand and tried to push the jam back to the tree hole, but she put it down again.
The campfire gradually dimmed, and Luther and Mai went to bed early. It was very important to maintain energy when traveling in the wild.
The work of the elves on the standing shift has been assigned, and they take turns to rest in the first half of the night and the second half of the night.
Luther and Mai high-fived each other before going to bed, which has become a daily routine.
After entering their respective tents, Luther will tell a story to Mai.
Most of them were about the history of his own world and the stories and experiences he had come into contact with. Mai once wondered how Luther knew these strange stories.
However, Mai was too lazy to think about those issues now. She was just intoxicated in the stories Luther told.
She felt that in a certain world, there was indeed a group of storytellers telling fascinating stories and singing beautiful songs around a campfire in the silent night.
Those songs are enough to scare away the demons that spy on them at night, and their stories are passed down from generation to generation like firewood.
I wonder if the story of my travels with Luther will become a story sung by the trainers around the campfire in the future.
After telling the story, Luther and Mai each fell asleep sweetly.