Jungle hut, dark forest gathering place.
As a second-level wizard apprentice, Mas was walking on the road to the gathering place, chewing dried fish meat in his mouth, walking very slowly, trying not to attract anyone's attention. His eyes would occasionally glance in one direction, and then quickly look back. If you don't observe carefully, others won't see anything weird about him at all, and Mas himself thinks so too.
However, Mashe would still be frightened occasionally, and couldn't help but think in his heart: What if he was discovered? Wouldn't he be killed directly? It shouldn't be. This is inside the gathering place, and it's still daytime. If we really do something, other wizards will definitely stop us.
But what if the wizard is too late to stop him
Mas nervously swallowed the fish in his mouth and was about to turn a corner when he suddenly heard a "squeaking" sound and saw from the corner of his eye: a crumbling three-story wooden building on one side. A person walked out and walked straight out of the gathering place.
Mas's first reaction was to turn his head sharply and turn his back to the other party, lest the other party see his expression. I touched my chest with my hand and felt that my heart was beating so hard that it almost jumped out of my throat.
"call-"
"call-"
Mas took a deep breath and tried to cheer himself up: It's okay, the other party must not have noticed him, and even if he did, he wouldn't or wouldn't dare to do anything to him.
After a while, Mas calmed down. He slowly turned his head and glanced behind him, and found that the target he wanted to monitor had walked hundreds of meters away and almost disappeared from his sight. The other party didn't seem to notice him at all, and finally felt relieved.
"I'm telling you, it's impossible to be discovered." Mas said in his heart, swallowed his saliva, followed the target quietly, and followed him out of the gathering place.
After leaving the gathering place, Mas found that the other party began to speed up and kept walking deeper into the forest. He was getting faster and faster. He was being pushed further and further away, and he was about to lose him.
Mas was so anxious that he stood still in the next moment, opened and closed his lips, and began to recite a spell.
But because he was too anxious, he failed to control the flow of mana in his body, causing the two mana forces to collide together. His body was shaken, and he only felt a surge of energy and blood in his body - this was the backlash after the spell failed.
"Damn it!"
Mas cursed in an off-key voice. Seeing that the target was almost turning into a black dot in the distance, he did not dare to waste time adjusting his breath and worked hard to cast the spell again.
This time I concentrated on it, almost using up all my energy, and finally succeeded.
The air slowly gathered around him and enveloped him, making his body suddenly light and his speed significantly increased. He quickly chased the target that he was about to lose.
"Ta-ta-ta..."
"Ta-ta-ta..."
Maas followed all the way, casting spells several times in succession to maintain a high speed, feeling that all the mana in his body was drained. Feeling tired and thirsty, he ate all the small bag of fish he had with him, and finally saw the target slow down and stop by a small river in the forest.
Mas was a little confused and couldn't figure out what the other party was doing here.
Want to get water
What a joke!
Wouldn't it be easier to use magic to directly gather water in the air
Catching fish
Not likely either.
There is a small stream not far from the gathering place, and there are many fish in it, and they are also delicious. In comparison, the fish in this river were much worse. They had an earthy smell that couldn't be removed. He only caught them three times before giving up.
What on earth do you want to do
The more Mas thought about it, the more puzzled he became, but he did not dare to go out and ask the other party. He quietly found a hidden corner and squatted down, carefully observing the other party's actions.
Then he saw the other party standing on the river beach, waving continuously. The sand on the river beach seemed to be picked up by an invisible hand, flew into the air, and fell into the portable wooden barrel. Soon the barrel was filled.
"Is this... to hold sand?" Mas was even more confused. What was the sand used for
While he was confused, Mas saw the target carrying the sand in the barrel and starting to turn around. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he swept towards his location.
Mas was shocked, and the next moment he desperately lay on the ground to prevent being seen by the other party.
But just when he was about to lie down, his eyes suddenly widened, and he saw a dark, slightly hard, and slightly dry columnar body lying on the ground at the position corresponding to his face.
That's wild animal dung!
stool!
"I..." The curse was not shouted out in Mas's heart. He had no time to change his posture. With a "pop", his whole face was pressed against it, and he felt an indescribable sour smell spreading into his nasal cavity. , almost knocked him out.
But he was still aware of the environment he was in and knew where the target was looking at him, so he had no choice but to grit his teeth and remain motionless.
It went on like this for a long time, until Mas felt that his whole nose was burned out, and then he slowly stood up and looked around. He found that the target was long gone, and immediately cleaned it up with a "bah bah bah" The dirt on your face.
After cleaning up, Mas looked at the beast excrement still remaining on the ground. He was really angry and annoyed, and wanted to kick him very much.
But as soon as I lifted my leg, I took a look at the new boots that I had just replaced a few days ago, and then at the severely deformed feces, and took it back helplessly.
He was destined to be unable to vent his anger on a pile of feces, because no matter what the outcome, he would be the one who suffered. From a certain perspective, poop is invincible.
"Damn it!" Mas cursed, turned around helplessly, and returned to the gathering place.
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Dark forest gathering place.
A two-story wooden building.
Mas walked in, looked at a figure in the wooden building, and said, "Teacher, I'm back."
"How is the situation? Did you find anything?" Wizard Wan An quickly walked over, glanced at Mas, and asked.
Mas answered truthfully: "I followed that guy to a river far outside the gathering place and watched him dig out sand and bring it back."
"Digging sand?" Wan An was stunned, "What are you digging for? Making sand paintings? Making sand sculptures?" He really couldn't think of a way to use sand rationally. Even if some medicines or spells require some materials as assistance, he couldn't think of any. Used sand.
Mas shook his head vigorously: "I don't know either."
"Then -" Wan An hesitated for a moment and looked at Mas, "Well, no matter what, this is a valid message. So now..."
"Huh?" Halfway through, Wan An suddenly showed a strange expression, sniffed hard, looked at Mas and asked, "What does it smell like on you?"
"Maybe... it's the smell of the forest outside."
"It stinks." Wan An waved his hand in disgust, "Okay, go out and keep an eye on him. If anything happens, report it to me in time?"
"Uh, yes." Mas took two packages of dried fish meat from the wooden building, kicked them in his arms, turned around and walked out the door.
After going out, Wan An sniffed hard and said to himself in confusion: "Does it smell? Does it really smell?" He couldn't smell it at all now.
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