Above The Sky

The sunlight that leaked through the shadows of the leaves in the forest was a hazy golden green, mottled on the brown sunroof of the carriage.

Riding a camel, Ian followed the slowly forward caravan. He looked up at the source of the sun. The sky was long and narrow, but it was divided by branches, dyed with a hint of green.

On the branches were a few common small brittle sparrows, with light green feathers and a circle of brown neck feathers. They were looking at the caravan with their heads tilted, chattering.

Maybe it's because they have a small head or are really bold. They are not afraid of people, so they often become a snack for children in Nanling - hence the name "Little Crispy Bones".

Ian has eaten it too, and it tastes good.

But today is not the time, and the birds in early summer are also thin.

The caravan followed the official road and headed northeast.

The White House Chamber of Commerce and the White House Fleet are the family properties of the White Household in Harrison Harbor. Naturally, Ian has certain management rights, but this time he is not in charge of the caravan. He is just a passenger who will leave the city with the team. .

Of course, no one would really treat him as a passenger. Ian alone can monopolize a car and a camel beast, as evidenced by the fact that the steward often runs to greet him.

In this caravan, there are not only the white people, but also other herb gatherers and hunters from Harrison Harbor.

Like Ian, they are all passengers who will leave on the way, and their goal is to go to the entrance of the Baisen Mountains for a 'far hunt'.

Although Nanling is rich in resources, most of the surrounding areas of the city have been cleaned up, and even if there are, they are basically surrounded by local lords or indigenous people.

If you want to really get enough hunting, you have to go into the mountains and carry out long-term search for several weeks or even more than two months.

This is the origin of 'far hunting'.

In the tradition of the Nanling mountain people, only those who have gone on a long-distance hunt can be considered an adult. During this process, the hunter will learn to survive independently, find prey, judge and use every available thing around, and be with trustworthy things. Companions team up against tough enough prey.

Ian's travel is also a kind of long-distance hunting in essence.

Most of these hunters and herb collectors who want to go on long-distance hunting are good hands who have been honed, but now the Terra Continent is still not peaceful, especially in Nanling. Fireland's special forces have indeed infiltrated into various autonomous regions and surrounding colonies, creating many appalling tragedies.

For example, the town of Mina around Sanhe City was attacked by a hard-armored bear, several families were eaten alive, and most of the town's wooden walls were destroyed.

But the hard-armored bear is a mild bear that only eats fish and honey. The sublime from Sanhe City, who came to kill the giant bear, found that the hard-armored bear was infected with a fungus originating from the flames, and its nose was damaged. , so violent.

Similar signs of fungal infection are spreading, and many beasts have a tendency to become violent.

The biological warfare in Blaze has begun.

At times like this, one has to travel alone, and there is a bit of a snack, so smart Nanling people will choose to go together, or simply find a caravan.

Most of the caravans were acquaintances, but Ian was the only one who really knew Brin.

After the bloody battle with the natives that year, the herb collector felt that if he still had the same mentality as before, let alone bad money, he would probably be discarded as rotten meat by the natives or beasts.

Therefore, he practiced hard for several years, passed the assessment of the caravan, and became a team leader.

"Ian, how are you, are you still getting used to it?"

The tall former herbalist came over riding a pack horse, and he almost smiled: "This is your first time out? Do you need me to teach you some wild survival skills? Don't worry, we don't charge any money! "

"Come on."

Ian glanced at him and pretended to be disdainful: "I just haven't been out of the far door, and it's not that I haven't been out of the port. I may have killed more monsters than you have ever seen. You don't need you to teach me survival skills."

"But if you're willing to pay me, I can teach you a little about the labyrinth."

"Then I have no money." Brin raised his hand in surrender.

Back then, Brin really wanted to rob Ian's sleeping fans, but not to mention that this was an inducement calculated by the teenager. Later, he fought desperately for Ian's safety to the end, so the teenager forgave the other party long ago.

As a family, it's all a misunderstanding.

Over the years, Brin has often brought the latest herbal news on the market and some small channels to remind Ian of which cheap and affordable herbs to buy now, so the relationship between the two sides is not bad.

"If you want to go to Lyon, we have to separate in the Midra Autonomous Region. The place is located in the small basin of the two mountains, and there is only one direct road."

After the chat, Brin began to talk about the business. He unfolded the map to Ian and explained in detail: "We need to pass through the influence area of ​​the Great Rift Valley and the Illusion Labyrinth Reef Group, pass through Anmore Town, and then arrive at Three Rivers City. It's a dangerous journey, so be careful."

"Further up, is the mountain's Indigo Mountain Gorge, and behind it is the Onyx Plain. It's too peaceful here. We part at the Onyx Plain, we continue to Nauman City, and you turn to Laian, The whole process may take ten days.”

"There won't be any robbers along the way, right?"

Ian felt that there was no problem with this route, so he nodded, and then asked casually: "What do you usually do when you encounter robbers and bandits? Give money or fight? Do you need me to scan them again?"

"Hi."

For this question, Brin just shook his head: "Where are the robbers from the south of the Onyx Plain - can the robbers have the aboriginal murderers here?"

"The robbers will open the way after receiving the money. Maybe they can do some business, but the natives can eat people!"

"Yeah." Ian thought about it, and felt that his thoughts were a little ridiculous.

Don't look at the redwood forest aboriginal now declining, but in the final analysis, it also has the 'power' inherited from its own sublime... robbers, such as wandering soldiers, or poor people who can't survive, dare to enter the forest area around Harrison Port , I am afraid that the result is to send fresh takeaways to the indigenous people.

"Understood."

Ian said to Brin: "Remember to call me if you have something, and find me for appraisal when you encounter good things. It's not too much trouble for your own caravan."

"If you encounter a native or a robber who doesn't have long eyes, remember to tell me, I want to experiment with new weapons."

"Okay. But monsters are more common than these guys."

Brin laughed, he waved his hand, and continued to lead the team in front.

And Ian just smiles.

Senior herb collectors like Brin, after professional training, are the best guards of the Nanling Caravan. When the caravan is advancing, he patrols the surrounding area to monitor the surrounding situation, and it is easier to find traps in the forest or Natural miasma source.

Accompanied by the sound of bells that can drive away wild animals, the caravan walked steadily forward, sometimes entering the deep forest, and sometimes reaching the river.

When it rained for a while, the trees next to the official road began to "breathe", and white mist flowed among the trees. This is a unique phenomenon in the Great Sequoia forest area. It is said that the forest will communicate information through such mist, just like the pheromone among ants.

From time to time, you can see the channel of the Iwok River. There are often merchant ships in the sparkling channel, carrying huge trees and goods that can be built.

If the source of the Ewok River was not deep in the Bison Mountains, but around Nauman City, the construction of Port Harrison would have been ten times faster.

Ian enjoys the scenery of the virgin forest along the road. Even the power of the empire cannot restrain the land for a long time. The official road that was opened decades ago is now somewhat damaged and old. Maybe in another ten years, this road will be Back to the wild.

The weeds crawling on the road, the small trees and the loose soil covered with moss are proof.

But that doesn't matter, there will always be new paths that people will walk out of.

But the boy didn't just stare at these beauties.

"The third."

He looked at the birds on the tree, counted inexplicable numbers, and nodded slightly: "There are quite a few."

However, because there was no 'immediate danger', he didn't care, and just continued to ride the camel beast and moved forward leisurely.

And the other side.

"Sir, what's wrong?"

A small hill, the original bear den has been transformed into a hidden stronghold.

The old soldier with short brown hair raised his head and opened his eyes, causing the pale yellow psionic halo to flicker.

With a solemn expression on his face, the burly soldier on the side immediately stood up and asked solemnly, "Is there any abnormality?"

"It's a little weird."

The old man with a Feiyan accent murmured to himself, his sparse eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and the wrinkles were folded into a circle: "The flying bird I control seems to have been discovered by the target... But it seems to be just looking at the bird?"

"Does he like watching birds so much? Then change to a small animal monitor next time."

Shaking his head slightly, calming his mind, the old man said solemnly: "I will continue to monitor, you go to inform the local team that one of our targets has left Port Harrison."

"When the time is right, start a plan immediately to capture it!"