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The fragrance of green grass fills your nostrils.

Moist dew hits the face.

The chirping sounds of various unknown birds made me excited.

In the grass, the insects that have not stopped chirping all night are still clamoring tirelessly.

Just from the vague sense of hearing and touch that I just woke up, I knew that this was a refreshing grassland morning that made me want to fall asleep. There should still be mist outside, with a hint of chill, and it might rain a little later.

A pleasant drizzle, and once the sun comes out, it will be a sunny and sunny day.

Don't underestimate me, a traveler who has become half aboriginal. Every day in the grassland and every seasonal change have been deeply imprinted in my memory.

Wait, grass? Dew? Grassland?!

I opened my eyes suddenly, sat up vigilantly, looked around, and rubbed my eyes in disbelief.

Hazy green grass.

The infinite stretch of gray sky.

Lying among the grass, I looked so small in the mist-shrouded grassland, like an ant drifting randomly in the sea.

Why... why?

Why am I here?

Shouldn’t it be at home? Shouldn’t it be on the Holy See Hill?

When did you return to Rogge Camp?

Where is this again?

The strange yet familiar feeling, at a certain moment, even made me wonder if I had traveled through time again.

Wait, time travel?

I get it, I get it, this unforgettable sense of immediacy.

When I first traveled to the Dark Continent, wasn't it very similar to now?

The question is, where is this place, or is it the Dark Continent? Why did I suddenly come here when I was clearly at home in Holy See Hill?

I couldn't figure it out, but my body had already begun to act subconsciously. I lowered my waist and stood up, like a cheetah lying prone in the grass. I looked at my feet, looked around, and touched the dagger on my waist with my right hand... Well, I didn't touch it.

The cool breeze, the infinite gray sky, and the beautiful grassland morning are not as beautiful as imagined. Maybe you can relax some vigilance around the camp, but if it is in the wild far away from the camp, poisonous insects, snakes and beasts can easily be taken away.

Things that take away an ordinary person's life are everywhere.

The most important thing is that if this is still the Dark Continent and if I don't travel through it a second time, the most dangerous hell monsters may appear at any time.

There was no danger nearby, so I still kept my bent posture alert, hesitating which direction to go.

The brain gradually calmed down from the confusion and confusion, and the clues became slightly clearer.

If my guess is correct, this is most likely Evelina's fault. Other than that, I can't imagine any other reason. If this is just a dream, it would be too real.

Perhaps, the test it gave itself had begun without warning.

Thinking of this, I was slightly shuddered. This time, this salted fish sword is not a joke. You can tell by its tone. I have to be more relaxed and can no longer deal with it with a playful mentality.

Maybe, if you are not careful, you may die.

No, even if you are very careful, you may die. Evelina's serious tone at that time gave me the feeling that even if I tried my best and burned up my fighting spirit, it would still be difficult to pass the test.

After confirming this, my heart went up and down, and I felt at ease because I didn't have to worry about going to any strange place again. I could probably go home, go back to bed, and go back to the girls as soon as I woke up.

Naturally, what worries me is that I may still be in danger.

After thinking about it for a moment, I felt that waiting around was not an option. I randomly chose a direction and walked. A drizzle began to fall from the sky. The mist was gradually dispersed by the rain, and I could see farther away.

Unfortunately, it was of no use. As far as the eye could see, there was still a vast expanse of gray prairie. Under the influence of rain, it looked like an oil painting with a single and thick tone.

Suddenly, a small dot seemed to appear vaguely not far away in the rain.

I didn't dare to be careless and didn't want to let go of any chance. I slowly approached under the cover of the rain. Gradually, the black spots continued to enlarge and became clear. It looked like the back of a person, just like me, alone on the grassland.

The wandering helpless traveler.

Already close to twenty meters away, the ragged appearance was quite clear. I squatted down, tried my best to hide myself in the half-foot-high grass, and rolled a spiral pill... ah no, it was a ball of mud, facing the human figure.

Throw it behind you.

Hitting the target accurately, the figure shook and turned around...

A highly rotten face was revealed, half of the intestines leaked from the belly and were hanging in the air, and the exposed skin in the tattered clothes was covered with yellow-black pustules.

Ah, you guessed it right, it turned out to be this one. This guy Evelina’s bad taste is quite vulgar and bad. She definitely wants to dig out the embarrassing situation when I was scared to death when I met the rotten corpse when I just traveled through time.

remember.

Yes, thinking back on it, it was quite embarrassing back then, but for a time traveler living in peaceful times, such a reaction is understandable, now.

I’m not exaggerating, but the number of monsters like rotting corpses I’ve killed could circle the camp.

Of course, this cannot deny that the rotting corpse is one of the few most disgusting monsters. Look at your distant relatives, Lu Gaoyin’s mummy and the hollow zombie monster. Although they have the same appearance, they know how to use them.

Wearing a bandage to cover up.

Monsters like rotting corpses are boring to kill if they are too many. They move slowly. Even if they are encountered by civilians, as long as they do not seek death and get close, or are surrounded from all sides, they are not a threat. For adventurers, they do not have much experience.

The rate is extremely low. It is better to use them to practice combat skills than to go back to the camp training ground to practice with wooden stakes. When they are chopped down, the weapons are covered with a putrid smell. It is hard to describe the sour taste in words.

It can be said that they are the easiest monsters to bully. Of course, although they move slowly, once they get close, their attack speed is not slow. If you are not careful, you will still capsize in the ditch.

I discovered that it was indeed a rotting corpse, and it was a reappearance of the scene from the past. I sneered a few times to show my disdain for Evelina's little trick. My brain started to spin, and I first looked around. It seemed to be a lone rotting corpse.

No problem, King Qin can just go around the pillar and ignore it.

More than a month has passed since I was deprived of my profession and power. I have gradually become accustomed to thinking like an ordinary person. When I see a rotting corpse, I don't think like an adventurer whether it's worth killing him, but whether it's worth killing.

How to avoid it.

but……

I was suddenly stunned.

Since it's a re-enactment of the scene, since it's in a dream, doesn't it mean that maybe... we can give it a try?

I don't know when my body started to tremble, eager to confirm my inner guess, but I was afraid that my dream would become empty and I would be hit again and again in the dream. I kept trembling and trembling, and finally I raised my hand.

Pull it in front of your eyes.

At that moment, the familiar translucent attribute window popped up in front of my eyes, making my brain explode with a bang.

There was no excitement, no ecstasy, no madness. He couldn't be like Fan Jin who won the championship. He just froze for a long time, and then hot tears burst out of his eyes silently. His legs went weak and he knelt on the ground.

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Although it is an old saying, and although everyone may have experienced it, I am afraid that not many people have experienced it more deeply than I do at this moment.

Only when you lose it can you realize how precious it is. This sentence turned into tears on my face at this moment.

I don't know how long it took, but a ray of warm sunshine hit my face and stung my eyes. I came back to my senses, wiped the tears on my face, and quickly opened the attribute bar again for fear that it was a dream.

The familiar panel appeared again, and the data on it was also so familiar, leaving me no extra choice. Occupation: Druid, Level: 1, Experience: 0/5000.

These basic data that are so familiar that they are no longer familiar are deeply reflected in the pupils.

I giggled for a long time, then remembered the inventory, and quickly opened the inventory. It was still such a big space, and there was nothing in it, not even a hair on it, which was good.

Facing the empty inventory, I giggled for a while.

The skill bar, bingo, opened perfectly without any glitches. All thirty of them represented inactive gray skills, which also made me giggle.

No, no, I can't giggle anymore, I feel like my attributes are about to collapse.

Patting his cheeks, he finally forced himself to calm down a bit.

Clenching my fists, I was excited by the familiar feeling of power. Although it was incomparable to the power at its peak, it was much more powerful than an ordinary person.

That's right, this long-lost experience as a weakling adventurer is exactly what a level 1 rookie should have!

I even want to shout long live the rookie three times.

I jumped around in excitement a few times, punched and kicked my legs, and after feeling a brand new(?) power, I set my sights on the carrion on the opposite side.

As an ordinary person, I naturally have to take a detour when I see a rotting corpse, but I am an adventurer Sama now, how can I easily let go of such an evil (moving) evil (moving) existence (experience).

No weapons? It doesn't matter. The adventurer's fists also have damage, but it's just a little lower.

The disgusting stench of rotting corpses? For me who can’t wait to prove the existence of this power, it’s not a problem.

That is, the mind and body pass unanimously.

The next second, I rushed straight towards the carrion, and the enemy also noticed the enemy who had smashed its head with mud. He turned around slowly, staggered with his hands raised, and walked towards me with a staggering step.

The distance of tens of meters was shortened in an instant. Although the moving speed of the rotten corpse was slow, its reaction and attack speed were really not slow. When it was still one step away, its arms suddenly waved with a sound of breaking through the air, and the whole body struggled with it.

A pounce.
To be continued...