The fifth day, or the sixth day? Can't remember exactly.

Barrett found that he seemed to have lost his sense of time. Some things seemed to have just happened yesterday, but it felt like a long time had passed; and some things seemed to have passed for many years, but it seemed like only yesterday.

However, these are not big problems for Barrett. Time is not important. As long as he doesn't lose consciousness of space, he can still lead everyone to continue through the forest with his keen perception and rich experience.

The grass was rustling, and a large weed group composed of sweet elephant grass and wild oats was cut open by a sharp knife, revealing five people of different heights, shorts, fats and thins.

Barrett and his party had just struggled through a large clump of weeds that was chest-high, and found that the scenery in the misty forest in front of them had changed again. The edge of the weeds is like the straight line between the sea and the sky, dividing the inside and outside of the line into two different worlds.

On this side of the line, the low and ubiquitous bushes and various plants disappeared, replaced by a azure-colored "tall" moss that reached the waist of the gnome, covering the forest including Almost everything including fir trees, fallen leaves, roots, broken wood, rocks, and even fir tree trunks are not immune.

"The scenery here reminds me of the permafrost tundra, where the moss is so full of vitality." Old Will sighed, "The moss in the permafrost tundra is the only plant that can grow in a large area in that ice and snow world, the only The mage stretched out the index finger of his right hand, "and those moss, as the lowest end of the food chain, can be said to maintain the survival of the creatures in the entire permafrost tundra; but the moss here seems to be playing the role of predators. "

"You're right, these mosses are indeed somewhat similar to ryegrass. They are all in the area where they grow, and few other plants survive." Barrett said, "I just don't know who would have the vitality if they were planted together. more tenacious."

"Ryegrass. There is no doubt about it." Old Will's expression was a little serious. "This grass is like a plague. If it falls on the fertile land of the Seven Kingdoms and spreads wildly, it will undoubtedly be a plague. disaster."

"At least the desert kingdom of Takara doesn't need to worry." The half-elf picked off the wild oat seeds one by one that he had rubbed against his legs. "What's more, the mages must have a way. After all, they improved ryegrass into rye."

"That's true." Old Will stroked his chin with a slightly complacent expression. "Although my colleagues haven't done much good things, they have done a good job in maintaining the stability of this continent."

The crowd continued to go deep into this azure moss field. Except for moss and firs, they did not see a single living animal, and even the strange sounds of various birds in the treetops overhead were all heard. There are very few, and it is clear that this monotonous ecosystem cannot attract more creatures.

"Are you sure we can find a frost worm here?" The half-elf looked puzzled. "What does it eat here? Are these fluffy moss especially suitable for frost worms?"

"I don't know if it suits the appetite of frost worms." Barrett shrugged, "But I did hear that there was an extra-large frost worm living here."

The half-elf looked into the distance, "Has anyone seen it?"

Barrett nodded, "A team of adventurers in the Bay of Pigs named 'The Head of the Vulture' once saw a huge frost bug nearly 20 meters long. At that time, they wanted to pass through the 'Fleece Carpet' and go to the Silver Pine Forest tried to steal Silver Pine Cones, but not long after entering the 'Fleece Carpet', the adventure team encountered the frost bug. But the frost bug didn't attack them..."

"Sorry, you mean 'fluff carpet'?" The half-elf interrupted Barbarian's story.

"Here, here is the 'pile carpet'" Barrett pointed to his feet, "but to be honest, it actually has another name, which is related to fur, but that name is not very elegant, so you know."

The half-elf understood immediately, this is a smart guy. "But I think adventurers are usually more willing to call this place by that name." He smiled sly and inexplicably.

Whenever the half-elf Estelle showed such a smile, Barret couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart. This kind of smile should be more on the face of a bald adventurer with a droopy nose and a wretched face, rather than the handsome half-elf in front of him.

"The adventurers in the Bay of Pigs are indeed like this." Barrett admitted, "and whether the adventurers of Muya are like this, I don't know."

Old Will laughed and patted Barrett's arm (he had difficulty reaching out and patted Manzi's shoulder), "Hey, our team is called 'Dirty Novels', you think the people in the team will be the kind of civilization that speaks politely. people?"

"I just don't think there's a part of a woman's body that should be talked about repeatedly in front of a wizard," Barrett explained. "So 'Fleece Carpet' is a good name."

Old Will shook his head with a smile, and patted Barrett's arm again. He seemed to like to show closeness through such gestures. "If you knew a mage named Walker Wood, you would definitely not think so."

"The mage who invented the aphrodisiac?"

"You know?" A self-evident mysterious smile appeared on the mage's face.

"Of course he does." Barrett admitted, "perhaps it should be said that the vast majority of adult men in the Seven Kingdoms know him. That magical blue potion called 'Wood's Wonderful Night' has never been used at least. Heard of it too. And the books that were written based on his experiences." There was that smile on Barrett's face too.

Valk Wood, this name is a very unique existence even in the unique group of mages full of whimsy and grotesque.

The founder of the magic empire, the legendary wizard among the legendary wizards, the man who rips the magic web, the reshaper of the wizard, the slayer of the gods, the beacon of mankind's advancement, the eye of wisdom in the multiverse, the greatest Master Tal Rasha Once said such a sentence: "All maverick personalities mean strong!"

And Walker Wood, in a way, is also very consistent with this sentence.

His magical talent is not outstanding, and he was just an ordinary second-level mage when he died. However, with his "persistence" and "unyielding", he developed a blue potion called "Wood's Wonderful Night" that has almost no side effects.

Because the group of mages is in contact with magic all the time, the body, spirit, and even soul will inevitably be infected and changed by magic, which makes most mages more or less pure-hearted. Things are far less enthusiastic than magic.

And Walker Wood is different, he is a real old slut.

His "persistence" is reflected in the beautiful carcass of the opposite sex, whether the other party is a lovely person, a good family, a noble lady, or a drow, a female orc, a female dwarf, a female goblin...

In short, no matter what race or kind of person the opponent is, Walker Wood doesn't care.

His "unyielding" is reflected in not bowing his head to the years and insisting on breaking through himself. When Walker Wood found that because of his age, he was incapacitated in a certain area, he resolutely calmed down, studied hard, and must restore his ability in that area. In the end, with his unremitting efforts, he succeeded in researching "Wood's Wonderful Night", a trans-era potion with magical functions~lightnovelpub.net~Wood's life was colorful, although he only lived At the age of two hundred, but with the strength of a mere second-level mage, he traveled to all human kingdoms, city-states, cities and holy places of elves, gnomes, dwarves and other races, and even visited many tribes of orcs and giants. , and even set foot in many towns in the underground world, and had close "contact" with drow, tauren, and Medusa.

And not only the main material world, but also many demi-planes have his "seeds".

When Barrett was a teenager, his father gave him a book called "Wood Biography - 3064 'Other Sex' in Me and My Life (3, which was the first "interesting" book that barbarians came into contact with. "books.

I heard that there are nine books in the whole series, which were written based on the personal experience of that Master Wood, and are deeply loved by people of all races on the entire continent. The name Walker Wood has become a household name with this entire series.

Walker Wood has had many nicknames, 'Old Rabbit', 'Old Rogue', 'Old Driver', 'The Dragon of the Ground', 'The Lustful Human Messenger' (given by other races), etc etc etc. . But in the end, everyone called him only by his own name.

Some people's names need language and vocabulary to describe, such as greatness, immortality, loyalty, and no regrets; while some people's names have meanings that are beyond all vocabulary. There are no words to describe it other than the name itself.

Walker Wood, it is a noun and a verb; a quantifier and an adjective. Whenever people talk about this name, both men and women will involuntarily show a mysterious smile on their faces.

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