"The secrets contained in this mountain forest are estimated to be beyond our imagination." DeWitt recalled what happened in the market, and he became more and more convinced that they must have entered some kind of formation. lead to the alternation of time and space and so on.
"However, I was able to replenish all the supplies as originally planned. It's quite a pleasure." Claremont felt a lot more relaxed since he walked down the mountain.
"Hmm." DeWitt's eyebrows also stretched following what Claremont said.
"We're at the bottom of the mountain!" Cheers came from the front of the team.
"Hurry up and find a suitable place to camp." Abel directed.
"Is this the place we passed by when we went up the mountain?" DeWitt confirmed to Abel.
"Yeah." Abel confirmed. On the day when he camped at the foot of the mountain, it happened to be his turn to take people out hunting, and he was very familiar with the scenery here.
"I was right, the mountain is changing all the time. The distance of each mountain road is changing, and the destination it leads to is changing," DeWitt told the other two.
"I also noticed it the moment I walked into the market. Although I didn't feel any specific movement, there is a coercive force limiting our ability." Abel nodded.
"Don't think about it, we won't come here again anyway." Claremont interrupted the communication between the two. As long as he recalled everything he encountered in the market, he could feel a chill.
"Yeah." Abel said empathetically.
DeWitt was silent, and cast his eyes on the mountains: won't you come again
"Come on, it's time for us to help." Claremont led the two to the site where the soldiers built the barracks.
Everyone was very excited after receiving the new supplies. It is also lively and vigorous when working, and the progress is rapid.
"It's great that we don't have to go hunting in the future." Claremont said with emotion.
"The results of hunting are different every day. It's not very stable. Now I can finally have a stable meal every day." Abel, as an experienced person, also added.
"I didn't find out much before, but now I realize that eating is such a happy thing." Clement said.
"In terms of the speed at which you realize this, you can't compare to your soldiers." Abel joked with a smile.
At dinner time, the back kitchen made many delicious dishes with the new grain today.
Everyone looked happy when the dishes were served.
Looking at the large pieces of fat in the soup bowl, I couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.
"It's such a wonderful day," cried a soldier.
The past few days have been too hard, and now the bitterness is coming. Everyone was a little moved.
"I can't bear to eat with my chopsticks." A soldier said with a mournful face.
"Eat hard when you can eat enough, and you can last longer when you are hungry." A soldier next to him understood his state of mind and joked lightly.
"Hmm." The soldier pursed his lips tightly, and the word popped out of his throat.
"Today's dinner is really rich." Claremont and Abel always get together during dinner. Chat some small talk or something. At this time, Claremont came over with a vegetable bowl and said to Abel who was sitting.
"Sit down." Abel pulled a simple chair and gestured for Claremont to sit down.
Claremont glanced at Abel's bowl and said, "Actually, I was very curious before: do the elves like to eat carrots so much? Every time you have a full bowl."
"I don't know much about carrots. I really like to eat tomatoes." Abel scratched his head and asked.
"Is this carrot boiled in plain water?" Claremont continued to ask.
"Yeah." Abel nodded and said, "Have you tried it?"
"Okay." Claremont had never eaten food burned by the elves. As he spoke, he raised his chopsticks and took a piece from Abel's bowl to his own.
"Hmm, what a strange taste." After tasting it, Claremont pursed his lips and said, "You still eat this every day."
"It's not surprising." Abel shook his head, picked up a carrot string, and gnawed it naturally.
"Seeing how delicious your food is, I thought it was delicious." Claremont complained.
The two joked with each other with each other.
After dinner, the two who had just put down their rice bowls were called to DeWitt's tent.
The three of them gathered around the table and planned the route they were going to take tomorrow.
"It looks like we're closer to the next target point than we were before," DeWitt said.
"But this area on the map doesn't show the specific route. We can only explore it on our own based on a general idea." Abel circled a range on the map with his index finger and said.
"This should be an area under no one's jurisdiction. I don't know what kind of ghosts and monsters will appear." Claremont commented.
"Indeed, it's troublesome." Abel nodded.
"However, isn't Captain Abel the best at leading the way?" DeWitt said with a smile while lying on the table.
"It's just a little understanding of the natural world." Abel said helplessly: "My luck has never been very good."
"No, I'm optimistic about you." Claremont joked, following Abel's words.
The three chatted half-officially and got together until late at night.
At eleven o'clock in the evening, DeWitt invited the two out of the camp. Explained: I am going to be on duty at night.
"Are you in good health now?" Abel asked with concern.
"Healed up a long time ago. I have a few days to rest, and now my body is in the best condition." DeWitt replied.
"I hope you can stay healthy like this." Claremont said with a smile: "We'll go back and rest."
"Yeah." DeWitt smiled and sent the two away.
Walking back to the tent, put on the armor for duty and took his own weapons.
The night watch team waited for DeWitt at the entrance of the camp. This was the first time the captain took up the task of being on duty after being injured. There are still many soldiers who come to care.
"What are you doing with such a large formation?" DeWitt asked slightly surprised when he came out of the camp and saw the faces of the soldiers facing each other.
"Captain DeWitt, we will be on duty with you today." A soldier replied.
"Hurry up and get busy, I can do it alone." DeWitt waved his hand and said.
"Captain, your body." A soldier hesitated.
"My body has been well cultivated in the past few days. Do any of you want to try it?" DeWitt said.
"No, no." The soldiers quickly denied.
Usually, few of them can beat DeWitt, let alone in the current situation.
(end of this chapter)