Chapter 102 Opening up wasteland

“Just right here”

Lind looked around and saw an undead passing by in a hurry. When he saw Lind and the others, he greeted them and left in a hurry.

A makeshift tent allowed Renzo to rest temporarily.

There is no need to worry about food. It makes people suspect that Renzo may have deviated from basic material needs. Perhaps his main food is human madness, nightmares and the like, and maybe even the tooth fairy that he suddenly catches under his pillow.

Given Renzo's skinny and skinny body, it would not be weird even if he suddenly held a small wooden stick and laughed weirdly one day while shouting "Avada eats big melon".

In fact, some undead have already tried this, but unfortunately Renzo remained silent.

"Every item has a price list." Lind did not give Renzo too many instructions, but instead talked about other things. His voice was low, as if it contained a strong force that was about to explode, like a bowstring pulling the full moon, but his tone was gentle and not aggressive. "We will return to Goliath, but the situation may be different from what you imagine."

Ever since he was sure that he was the only "old noble", that feeling of loneliness took root in Linde's heart. He was labeled as a remnant of the old nobles, and the gap in identity was impossible to cross.

He possesses greater talent and strength, but he is also the target of all new nobles.

So Lind kept thinking about what he could do.

The arrival of a new era cannot be stopped. Even without the participation of the undead, it has become inevitable that the new nobility will replace the old nobility.

Linde, whose identity was bound, had no choice but to stand on the side of the old forces and block the torrent of new forces. He was unwilling to sit and wait for death, so he had to make all preparations.

It was inevitable to take the initiative to embezzle the new nobles before they could react. What else? Contact those crazy old nobles? He had not seen a second crazy old noble, so he put this decision aside for the time being.

The best option would be to gather the forces that once swore allegiance to the old nobility. The end of the world is not too far away, and perhaps there are still a small number of people who hold on to the old beliefs.

"I understand what you mean," Renzo raised his head and replied in a calm tone.

"So I never asked you to do anything. I don't want to coax someone into working for me, but I may be the last one who hasn't gone crazy." Lind trusted Miko's words very much because she was not from Goliath, but from a region that was more powerful than Goliath.

Even though the Kingdom of Rand is big enough, it is still nothing in this continent.

The magical land outside the Kingdom of Rand had a broader perspective. After all, it was right next to the gateway to the divine realm, and they knew more than a "country boy" like himself.

"I understand, sir," Renzo's tone was calm, as it had always been.

Lind watched the soldiers setting up tents and laying out potions.

The two people's communication suddenly stopped and fell silent.

"You are strong, Renzo. You can bear loneliness and endure madness." Linde spoke again after a while. "Fight for me."

Renzo looked up at Lind, his thin face expressionless under the cloak, and then he lowered his head: "I will always fight for you."

Starting today, a new NPC will be added to the Star Dragon Outpost faction.

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Clearing new land is one of the undead’s favorite activities.

You can encounter many new things along the way, and the fun of exploration comes from this.

There is an upward road from the foot of the volcano. The road is so winding that even two people cannot walk up side by side. It takes a very long time to walk all the way, which leads to many people preferring to go up the mountain rather than down.

"After coming up here, I decided to nail myself here and I would rather die than go down!"

It's not that they would rather die than go down, but some people really did step on empty air and fall into the abyss when going down the mountain.

After several days of advancement, they had reached the crater.

The environment here is extremely harsh. Even if the undead people adjust their senses to zero, and trade the dizziness in their brains for the ability to travel light, they are still in a bad mood when they see the various debuffs hanging on their bodies.

It was too hot, so hot that it made me lose blood. Romantic Eater shook her hair. She was almost able to go back and exchange for a "Spell Wizard" potion. The reason why she suddenly surpassed the other 59 people and gained a lot of points was because she found several rare potion materials.

She just wanted to try out whether there was anything edible in the new map, but she didn't expect that the "magic bucket tasting a hundred kinds of food" would allow her to unexpectedly eat a lot of delicious things with just her mouth.

The European emperor doesn’t need to work hard, but the unlucky ones all need to work hard, but the one who wins in the end is always the European emperor.

The last time she ate roasted earth dragon meat, she kept thinking about it for several days. It was a pity that she had to buy the meat later, and the flavor was greatly reduced after it was made into jerky.

It tasted like chewing slippers, and when she had used her taste buds to the fullest, the plastic-like stench left her with a huge psychological trauma.

People are different. The flavors that she hates and doesn't want to eat become the best food in the eyes of other undead.

Only a small piece of dried earth dragon meat is needed to replenish the body's strength and relieve hunger and fatigue. It is also very small in size and can be easily put into a bag and hung around the waist, taking up no space at all.

Complaining in his heart that jerky was simply inhuman food, the romantic glutton finally crossed the difficult mountain road and reached the crater.

There is a circular mountain pass ahead, and hot wind gushes out from the pass every once in a while.

The hot wind blew diagonally over the head, and the scorching air was filled with a strong smell of sulfur. A large amount of dust would cover people's hair and clothes in the shortest time.

The romantic glutton breathed a sigh of relief and reluctantly took out a piece of dried meat to replenish her energy. Even though she loved eating so much, she could only shut off all her senses and chew mechanically.

There are still some undead people exploring ahead.

The circular flat top of the volcano is large enough for more than a dozen carriages to pass side by side. Although the range is very large, it can be seen clearly at a glance that there is probably nothing ahead.

All they wanted was to be inside the crater, get close to the edge of the crater and look down. Acrophobia could deprive a person of consciousness in an instant. Even if they knew it was fake, standing at a height that took a whole day to climb to the top and looking down, the feeling of dizziness was definitely not something most people could accept.

"Wow~" an undead person held his hands to his mouth like a trumpet and shouted.

It seems that quite a few people have accepted it.

The romantic glutton looked down at the inside of the crater and saw an obvious mountain path, which meant that their real target might be inside the volcano.

One misstep and you'll fall into the volcanic lava.

The dangerously low tolerance for error made the undead people curse in their hearts, but almost everyone present chose to take this path down.

The romantic glutton bent over, making sure that each step landed on the solidest stone. She suddenly wondered why there was no rope. It might be more convenient if there was a rope.

But then she thought of another situation: at such a high temperature, would the rope be ignited?

Just rely on yourself.

A clattering sound suddenly came from below, accompanied by a woman's plaintive voice.

When the other party approached, the slapping sound immediately turned into a heavy hammer hitting the heart, making everyone's ears buzz.

"Something flying is approaching!" someone shouted.

When they were suddenly approached by a flying creature on a difficult mountain path, everyone knew what was waiting for them next.

next moment.

"Ah——!" An undead was dragged away from the mountain road and turned into a black straight line that smashed into the volcanic magma.

Someone shouted, and everyone reacted immediately and climbed up desperately.

"Run!"

(End of this chapter)