"I....I want to..." The boy opened his mouth to speak.
"No, you don't want to." Roland Hill interrupted him directly.
"I probably know what you want to say. It's nothing more than a momentary rush of enthusiasm, a feverish mind, and a desire to change the day."
"But it's not something you just think about. The difficulties you encounter in reality will exceed the boundaries of your imagination."
"And this is not a day or two, but tens of thousands of days and nights of fighting and thinking. It is not one or two people, but the scale and challenge of hundreds of thousands of people."
"You, don't you want to talk big?"
Pullman's impulse was immediately doused with icy water and quickly calmed down.
"Then what should I do?"
"You can only ask yourself this kind of thing. Since you can't go back to your hometown, go to other places to see, maybe you can find a new life."
"Um... "
The progress displayed in the system finally stopped at 85%.
That's all, that's it, Roland Hill sighed. She could probably guess that if she encouraged the young man to embark on the road of revenge and told him how to defeat those nobles, then the progress would be advanced to 100%.
However, she knew very well about such a thing. If she really embarked on this road, 99.9999% of this young man would die.
Although the quest reward is good, she doesn't want to get it at the cost of someone else's life.
The boy lay by the fire thinking, and slowly fell into a deep sleep.
Loren Hill didn't sleep, jumped to a big tree again, looked at the sky full of stars and recalled his past.
In a previous life, since her parents came to work in the county town in her early years, she naturally grew up in the city, but her grandparents were all in the countryside, as were many relatives. Therefore, every holiday, I will go back to my hometown to play. The trees in the mountains, the soft fields, and the green river are full of childhood memories.
I remember being very smart when I was a child, until I was addicted to games and novels in middle school and my grades began to decline. Fortunately, the high school was very strict, and my grades improved again. The grades in the college entrance examination are among the best among relatives and peers.
However, when I was in college, I became decadent again, and I was just sloppy in my studies.
It was only when I looked back in a trance that I realized that the most exciting time in my life had come to an end, and all that was in front of me was the tedious life, firewood, rice, oil, salt, chicken pieces, and money to make a living.
Once a childhood dream, like a photo, it was very bright when it was taken, but it has been changed beyond recognition under the development of time. More and more afraid to make rhetoric, just thinking about being able to live in peace.
Maybe this is the mundane answer.
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The next morning, Pullman got up and went to the stream to wash his face. When he came back, he turned around and found Lorraine Hill on the tree.
Roland Hill gently jumped from the tree and landed on the grass. He pointed the boy in the direction and told him that there were a few fruit trees on the hillside to the south, and he could pick some to eat.
Later, Roland Hill relied on the ability to distinguish plants, went to find some herbs, gave them to the boy, and told him how to apply them.
Then, it was time for the boy to leave.
Pullman stood in the shade, his dark face looked a little apprehensive.
He asked Lorraine Hill.
"Can you tell me how to defeat those nobles, I still want revenge."
"Let me do anything, please."
"I made it very clear yesterday. This is not something you can do alone, or even a generation and an era."
"It will only let you die in vain, but you should live well. You don't want your parents to lose their only son after losing their daughter."
Loren Hill still coldly refused the boy's request.
"All right."
Pullman reluctantly accepted such a result, wandered under the tree for a long time, and then slowly left north. It is said that the far north is the Principality of Black Rock, a country of mercenaries, which is more tolerant to outsiders. In addition, Roland Hill also gave the original gem to the boy. This kind of core produced from Warcraft is hard currency in various places, and the price is high.
The boy's figure slowly disappeared into the forest.
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After that, Loren Hill continued to study the practice of transcendent sequences.
Since reaching the Natural Sequence 1: Emerald Gardener, the wind and grass in a ten-mile radius are basically clearly visible in my mind.
It has to be said that this is very inconsistent with Trinasha's records. According to the records of long-term battles with elves, the elves scouts of Nature Sequence 3 can only listen to nature within a range of about 1 km.
In the long-term war, the scouts are basically scattered around the army to guard. This is the key information in the war, and Trinasa will not write about it. Generally, the limit of anti-reconnaissance is 2-3 kilometers apart, too close will be discovered by the enemy.
She focused her attention on the talent of the wind of the blue sky. Does this talent have such a big bonus to skills
It seems to be the same, he can kill Sequence 2 by himself before he has practiced any extraordinary abilities. In fact, this is very abnormal, right
During this time, with the ability to listen to nature, she was like walking in her own back garden in this forest.
Even if there are all kinds of powerful beasts, she can perceive them from a distance, and she avoids them easily, as if entering a realm of no one. Monster meets her.
here is
After turning a river valley ramp, a brilliant red fills the view.
Tall and red maple trees are scattered all over the bank of the river valley, on the flat land and on the hillside, and the fiery red maple leaves fill every piece of land.
The clear river water reflects the red shade that covers the sky, and as the forest wind blows occasionally, the crimson leaves fall from the high canopy, some fall into the small river, and drift away with the current.
It's so beautiful.
Walking in this gorgeous red is like being in a fairy tale world.
Roland Hill stepped on the red maple leaves and walked through it, feeling that a certain voice was calling her in front of her.
After turning several corners and bypassing the cascading red maple trees, a sea of bright red flowers finally appeared in front of her eyes.
Among the slender and slender petals are pale golden stamens, which seem to have brilliance. The wind blew across this red flower sea, making waves of undulating waves.
In the middle of the sea of flowers, a towering tree stands here, with a trunk of more than 50 meters in diameter, the gap between its roots can even be driven through.
This big tree has a reddish-brown bark with rough and broad bark, and there is amber resin in the middle, like gems that emit a faint glow in the dusk of the night.