Chapter 47: Farewell to the Giant Horseshoe Print

“You did a great job.”

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Even Lind himself had a picture in his mind, which came from a post posted by the undead people.

Could it be that every time I praise the immortals, I make this action too frequently, so it was screenshoted and made into an emoticon package?

Facing the undead's expectant eyes, Lind still gave his praise. At least from a normal perspective, there was nothing wrong with Lind's praise. It represented the lord's recognition, the lord's respect, and expectations and hopes.

For the other parts, just pretend you can’t see them. After all, I’m an NPC, and if I say I can’t see them, then I can’t see them.

The person who was praised by Lind for doing a good job was Ace Aimu, who went out to search for seed information. In his words, this time he really came back with a full load.

"But I died, so I didn't bring back any seeds."

We promised to return with a full load.

Considering the recent situation in the territory, Linde finally decided to go out with Ace Aimu.

The mutated crops that can be grown in large quantities and even in extremely cold weather are very important and can directly solve the current problem of food shortage in the territory.

He also discovered that undead people also needed to eat. Although most of them had no interest in eating, there were still some who were keen on "alien delicacies."

Economic development is inseparable from agriculture. How can the undead people from the country of foodies not experience the delicacies from another world?

Therefore, whether it is economic development or keeping the stomach of the immortals satisfied, food is a necessity.

"Single mission!"

Ace loves surprises. He is not a show-off player and does things in a very disciplined manner. His only hobbies are farming and half a tower defense game.

But on the way, I couldn't help chatting with Lind.

“After the previous section of the road, I climbed up a tree and saw a village in the distance.”

Ace Aimu pointed to the dead forest ahead and described his experience at that time.

He himself was also surprised. Should we say that there was no peace in this world? Just walking around would lead to encountering a group of bloodthirsty monsters, just like last night, and the night before... Any action meant danger.

The daytime sunlight shone through the dead forest, and the twisted tree trunks swayed like tall, thin ghostly shadows.

The fishy and cold wind blew through the trees, grabbing the tree trunks sharply and making a series of sharp noises that made people's hair stand on end.

Lind tightened his coat. The wind in the forest was as sharp as needles, and it felt like a strange, tingling sensation as if a red-hot needle was piercing his skin.

Is there a volcano ahead?
Based on Lind's brief understanding of the area around Star Dragon Outpost, to the north are mountains and the ancient battlefield where the undead were "reborn".

To the south is the town of Prey, which requires a full day's forced march to reach.

To the west is the Dead Forest, and to the west of the Dead Forest is the Banshee Lake, which the doomsday survivors have determined must not be approached without permission. Further west is the Misty Cliff, where the view is completely blocked by the fog and nothing can be seen. No matter how strong the wind is, it cannot blow away the fog.

There was no strange sound coming out of the fog, but it was filled with signs saying "No Trespassing".

To the east of Star Dragon Outpost is a canyon tunnel called "Dragon Tooth Mountain Road". Lind and his men have never been there, and the "Dragon Tooth Mountain Road" did not exist before the end of the world.

Perhaps the breaking of the magic ring triggered the movement of the earth's crust, and even a small volcano emerged from the Longya Mountain Road, like a conspicuous red bag on a long and thin face, oozing hot "pus" from time to time.

Linde could still remember some of the way back to Goliath, but he was not the same Linde as before, so he did not remember it very clearly. He had to go east, and he would inevitably meet the new noble in the east, which put his plan to find his fiancée and seek help from His Royal Highness the Prince on hold.

He looked up at the sky.

He had a strong sense of direction and knew he was indeed heading west. How could there be a hot Mars in the west?

"What's the situation in that village?" Linde asked.

Perhaps, the undead man in front of him has brought him some surprise.

“They get together.”

Ace Aimu recalled: "They rarely changed their clothes, they smelled bad, their skin was hunched, and they always sang weird poems. However, not many of them could sing well. Most of them could only laugh, scream, cry, and roar in weird ways."

"It's like a sick wolf in wrinkled human skin." Ace Aimu tried his best to find an adjective: "Well, there are no young people in that village. They are all sickly and old people who are too old to look good."

"Maybe the village you encountered is not an ordinary one." Linde was alert.

Village? It's a rare force in this world.

Castles, outposts, towns, gathering places, camps and even campfires are more reliable than "villages".

The two finally walked out of the dead forest. They didn't encounter any danger along the way, and they didn't even see a mouse, which had the strongest survival ability.

In the distance, a dozen dead trees twisted into one, like a giant ghost claw twisting and grabbing towards the sky. There were also three or five tombstones squeezed into the air by the tree trunks. The dead trees that seemed to have no vitality at all were probably the non-mutated plants with the strongest survival ability in this area.

Thorny vines are entwined on the "fingers" of the ghost claw, and the mutated plants and non-mutated plants snuggle together and coexist, which looks very strange.

More than a dozen incomplete skeletons were dragged by vines and hung like puppets under the huge "ghost claw" that covered the sky.

The cold wind blows and the bones sway.

A skeletal arm fell down and landed in front of the two of them.

It adds a bit of doomsday horror and sadness.

"Go forward from here." Ace Aimu continued to lead the way, but was grabbed by Lind.

"Don't move yet."

"What's wrong, sir?" Ace looked down curiously following Lind's gaze.

There was a huge series of horseshoe prints on the ground.

There were huge horseshoe prints on the road from Star Dragon Outpost to Prey Town, and now there are still horseshoe prints heading west. Either there is more than one monster, or it is wandering around without a fixed place to live.

You never know when they will break into the Star Dragon Outpost.

"What a big horse!" Ace was amazed, but no matter how hard he stared, he couldn't get any more information: "Is it a mount?"

"It's the enemy!"

Lind checked the terrain and determined from experience that the giant horseshoe monster was heading towards Banshee Lake. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Let's go. Continue to lead the way."

"Sir, should we go over and take care of that thing?" Ace Aimu pointed at the horseshoe prints.

With Lind as his strong support, if he could just go ahead and kill the other party, the experience and rewards he would get would definitely make others envious.

He just loves farming, but that doesn't mean he doesn't want the free experience.

"We will investigate later. Our primary target is the village you mentioned, and the seeds."

"Yes, sir!" Ace nodded lovingly.

I guessed that it might be related to the hidden plot, or it might be the same wild elite monster as last night.

He had no intention of taking on a BOSS, as he had no equipment or level, but others might be interested.

After leaving the withered forest and passing through the giant "ghost claw" tree, Linde felt something was wrong as he walked: "Are you sure you are going in the right direction?"

The burning sensation now appeared behind him. If the goal was the burning sensation, then Ace Aimu must have gone in the wrong direction.

Ace Aimu did not respond and continued to move forward. Linde held his head with his hand and patted his cheek.

"Ouch, wait, wait, wait a minute! You're losing blood!" Ace's loving eyes returned to normal.

"I... Sir, I seemed to hear someone calling my name just now, so I followed him subconsciously."

He looked ahead, his face full of discomfort.

I have never encountered such a situation when playing games before. When the player is controlled, can his mind really be out of control?
Linde also looked ahead, but he was thinking about more things.

"Banshee Lake!"

(End of this chapter)