Heaven’s Intention

Rainforest-like forest

No one arrives all year round. Only by accident

Fortunately, it has entered the late autumn, and there are a lot less mosquitoes, otherwise, this is also annoying.

But at this time, the group was already in a dead end.

"Potter, let's go!" A voice came from behind, almost at the same time, a "poo" sound, followed by Captain Oka's painful mumble.

Potter turned sharply, only to see Oka rushed up, and an arrow shot into the leather armor, blood splashing.

Potter roared and rushed straight towards him.

Only then ran away for a while, a familiar scream of "ah" sounded.

Potter gritted his teeth and ran desperately, panting, his lungs burning, his limbs tired and paralyzed, and all his weapons were discarded, except for the bag of coins.

Eyes sting because of sweat. Pain occupies all thinking, and finally, on the edge of a river, he stumbled and rolled down the river.

The light rain stopped, and the sunlight slowly struggled out from the dark clouds, revealing a red, bright red color, as if it was dyed in the course of the killing.

Just after a rain, the air was filled with a smelly smell, the ground was moist, but this kind of moistness, but with a cold.

Potter slowly climbed up, his hands and feet were stiff and paralyzed, but his mind gradually became clear, whether it was the smelly smell in the air or the wet and greasy feeling on the ground, it made people have Feeling of vomiting.

Suddenly, tears stung his eyes. He stood up, turned around twice in a row, and touched the purse in his arms before calming down.

Many of the only remaining adventure teams come from relatives or from the same village.

In any case, he cannot die, and must return with the sweat and sweat of the entire adventure team. Moreover, the mercenary union also has some deposits to be withdrawn.

If all are dead, then there is nothing, and there are many people waiting in the village!

When the sound of water came, Potter ran quickly to a shallow lake not far away, and the reflection of the water reflected his face, a face covered with dust and blood.

The feeling of thirst forced him to lower his body, took a wave of clear water with both hands, bent down, and took a few sips. The sweet water passed over the dry lips, slipped through the same dry mouth, and slipped into the throat.

Slowly, the cool feeling in his chest made him feel comfortable. He didn't start drinking until he had almost drunk his thirst, and he looked at himself reflected in the lake.

His face was covered with dust and blood stains, and his hair was messy. He looked embarrassed. He scrubbed his hands vigorously by the lake and gave him a handful of water. After washing his face, he didn't stop until his cheeks showed basic appearance.

The blood on the hands and face has been washed away, tear off the underwear, and bandage the wounds on the arms and shoulders.

When he was done, he froze for himself on the river.

Alas, I did n’t take that task long before I knew it. Now there are fewer World of Warcraft and fewer adventurers in the marginal forest. Their adventurer squad cannot be optimistic about those nobles because they have just been established. It was a bit tight, so I had to take an in-depth forest exploration mission at the guild.

Who knows, actually encountered a group of legendary elves in the middle, and this beautiful group of elves actually turned their faces when they saw them and attacked them.

The power of the elves is very strong. In addition to the large number of opponents, as soon as they fought against the elves, they immediately became the party to be slaughtered. If it was not for the captain and several players to fight hard to stop, they could not escape.

However, why do you encounter elves, and why are you so attacked?

Potter secretly regretted that it would be nice if his team didn't take this task.

Potter poured a handful of water on his face, his heart sad.

However, looking at the sky, Potter decided to leave immediately, where he was. It is on the edge of the edge of the forest, and then go a little further, that is, the hills. There are no people living near this area. If you want to go back to the town or a smoky village, you must go through the forest again. .

Thinking of the elven killer he met just now, Potter turned around and walked towards the corner of the edge of the forest. If he remembered correctly, there was a path leading to the forest house.

Potter wiped the sweat from his forehead, his figure faded away and disappeared on the edge of the forest.

The sound of birds and insects sounded, and there were some green plants growing on the ground inside the forest. It had just rained a while ago, and it was a bit slippery to walk on the ground.

As soon as the sun comes out, the air in the forest has a tendency to evaporate and rise, especially the path that Porter has chosen today, where weeds and thorns are everywhere, walking on the road, scraping blood and blood, but It was nothing to Potter at all, he gritted his teeth. Walking desperately outward.

Walking through the forest is definitely a risky thing, not to mention the danger of getting lost, the poisonous insect World of Warcraft in the hidden place is very worrying.

Warcraft also has a characteristic similar to that of human beings, that is, bullying and fear.

If a team of people walks, Warcraft may have to try to figure it out, but if it is replaced by a walker, and the person is still a human who looks in poor condition, then Warcraft will usually fall into disrepair.

However, it may be a blessing after the disaster. Potter's luck is better, he traveled all the way, neither encountered poisonous insects nor encountered any Warcraft.

At this time, he was walking forward. Because of his injury, his physical strength was not as good as before, and he was anxious as he was. He still had to rush back to the smoked place before the dry food was finished.

The distant wind seemed to bring about a sound of torn-off. In an instant, Potter even thought that he had returned to the previous battle, shook his head, and woke up a little, only to find that he was still surrounded by thorns On the forested path in the forest, and the ripping sounds in the distance are stronger and weaker, it seems that it is not very close to him here.

Potter had lost a lot of blood at this time, and was weak because of the wound infection. After hearing the ripping sound, he hesitated for a while, and he dragged his tired foot to the sound.

However, he didn't go directly. He approached quietly, and dozens of black spots finally blurred into his eyes. He stared again, and finally saw something clearly. It was a group of human soldiers and elves. Torn off.

The battle at this time seemed to have come to an end. More than a dozen elves fell to the ground. There was blood at the fatal part of his body, and he couldn't live anymore.

Correspondingly, several times as many human soldiers are lying on the ground, and most of the wounds are marks of archery.

There are also several human priests who are holding wands and are basically panting now, and some are constantly waving it or performing weak attacks.

On the trees far away. A mess, sometimes between the forks of the trees, the bodies of the dead elf shooters were seen. They hung in the gaps of the branches, their hands fluttered in the wind, but they were still holding the bow tightly.

Surrounded by the center, there are three or four elves, fighting desperately, holding long swords in their hands, and losing the bow of the arrow to the ground.

"Kill them all!" There was a knight-like human shouting, and large drops of blood ran down the long sword in the hands of the human knight. Intention to kill, the remaining elves are not weak.

There was no begging, no cries, the remaining elves continued to fight, and then the blood spewed out like a spring.

On this empty ground, the ground is bright red, and it is scattered in the air, with a strong **** smell.

Potter saw the last elf beheaded by the knight, and his heart was filled with pleasure.

Not long ago, his brother was killed by the elves, and now he finally sees revenge.

"Clean the battlefield and go back immediately." A human knight led by said, while speaking, he slowly inserted the **** sword into the scabbard, and then turned his eyes to Potter's hiding place.

"Come out, I have found you." There was a hint of killing in the voice.

Potter didn't choose to continue to hide. No matter what, he was a human, and he had just torn off with the elves just now. The group of humans in front of him should not hurt themselves.

"I, I'm an adventurer ..." Potter said as he walked out of the tree.

"It turned out to be an adventurer?" He glanced at him for the knight. These adventurers were originally decoys, and they knew the elf's reaction through them. So in fact, the knight knew, but said lightly: "Since it is human Then follow us back! "

"You saved my life, thank you." After listening to this, Potter saluted him gratefully, but accidentally touched the place where he was injured and couldn't help but frown.

"You are also quite unlucky. You actually met the elves. Let's go, they are all humans, no need to thank you." The knight chuckled and said a little embarrassedly.

In any case, the other party was the one who saved himself. Potter was grateful. Especially when he went back, a priest of the brilliance Lord gave him a simple treatment, and he was even more grateful.

The money in his pocket cannot be used. This does not belong to him, belongs to the team, belongs to the village, and many people in the village are still waiting for this money!

This is heavy life-saving money.

But Potter, who felt grateful for nothing, stared at the holy symbol of the Glorious Lord on the knight, thinking deeply.

With soldiers accompanying, an hour later, the group arrived at the Forest House.

At this time, the forest house was full of voices.

From time to time, a large number of life in armor can be seen.

The knights of the team did not pay much attention to these. On the contrary, he stared at the large olive grove and couldn't help admiring it again and again.

"Master, what's wrong with this forest?" A small captain asked.

"It ’s an olive grove. It ’s been planted for four or five years, and it ’s starting to bear fruit. You know, it ’s olive oil that can produce gold liquid. "The knight said with praise:" The 3,000 acres of forest can produce tens of thousands of gold coins. "

High-grade olive oil is used by nobles. The natural fruit oil juice extracted from fresh or ripe olive oil through physical cold pressing process is the world's only woody vegetable oil for human consumption in its natural state.

However, the most suitable soil and temperature conditions for sunshine olive growth, sunshine, air humidity and precipitation and other climatic conditions.

Except for the coast, other areas can only be planted sporadically in suitable areas.

The olive tree is a tree of longevity, and it will bear fruit four to five years after planting. The fruiting period can be as long as 50 to 100 years.

November is the season for fruit picking.

The adventurers and soldiers looked at each other, and they did n’t even taste it. Naturally, they did n’t know the value, but the priests behind thought about it.

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Stomach recovers basically, three chapters start tomorrow (!)