Chapter 923 Stand up for Me!

Gail held a light crossbow, alert to the dangers lurking in the shadows of the trees.

On the mossy rotten wood, a thunderworm was slowly scraping the rotten matter.

"Gurgle."

The thunderworm swallowed his saliva, and seeing that everyone else was busy and had no time to pay attention to him, he quietly grabbed the white and tender endurance thunderworm, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it "gruntly".

Heta gently stroked the huge tree roots that were winding like a mountain wall in front of her, her eyes full of awe as if she had witnessed a god with her own eyes.

She felt that she understood a little bit why this place was called the "Ancient Tree Forest".

This kind of "ancient" is not necessarily reflected only in the years of existence. Every blade of grass, every butterfly, and every mushroom in the forest give people a feeling of being one.

These species have evolved together for countless years.

If the entire ancient tree forest is described as an ancient, everything in sight is her skin, her flesh, and her hair.

Just like the vines that entwine between giant trees to form bridges and passages, they are not man-made, but as natural plants, the reasons for their evolution and growth are elusive.

It seems that this land has its own consciousness and pulse, and a pair of invisible giant hands have shaped everything into this amazing appearance.

As if seeing through her amazement and emotion in her heart, the dragon hunter whispered: "Keep watching, the longer you stay in the New World, the more you can experience it.

This land is alive."

In the forest west of the giant tree.

The alcohol trio is slowly exploring and scouting forward with the old scholar who specializes in the study of the orcs.

The scholar didn't talk to them much, and his attention was almost all on Babaka.

"Oh! I have been studying the orcs in the New World, and I almost forgot what the strange-faced people in the Old World look like!" The orc scholar walked around Babaka and kept writing and drawing.

"What is the language of the old world's strange-faced people?" The old scholar muttered and recalled, "Bakachaba?"

".Kababa."

"Kachaya Baba! Gaa" The old scholar said a lot, and he seemed more and more excited.

Babaka, who was always lively and noisy, was stiff all over and hid behind his master Maca.

Maca looked at the old guy vigilantly, with a warning in his words, very impolite, "What are you going to do? I warn you, don't mess around!"

Ted couldn't help but be curious and asked Maca: "What did he say to Babaka?"

"He first asked Babaka if he was an adult."

"Yeah"

"Then he asked Babaka if he was interested in "mating" with the new world's strange-faced people, saying that he had dealings with some strange-faced tribes and was curious about whether there was reproductive isolation between the two sides.

He also said that the new world's strange-faced people should welcome it as a distant relative from the old world, and the birth of mixed-race children can enrich the racial genes."

".Huh?!!"

Ted stared at the old scholar with his eyes wide open, "Old man, do you want Babaka to have a slutty party with the girls of the strange-faced tribe in the New World?!"

The experienced orc scholar corrected him, "The mating relationship of the strange-faced tribe is not as chaotic as you think. To be precise, they have a harem."

Ted pondered for half a second and turned to Babaka, "Babaka, you have to face your heart. You actually want to go, right?

You just chose to retreat because of shyness for a moment.

But how can a man choose to retreat at this time! Stand up for me!"

"Kababa" Babaka looked a little embarrassed.

"Get lost!" Maka kicked Ted angrily, "Don't teach Babaka a bad lesson, go by yourself if you want to!"

Ted grabbed Maka's hand and said seriously, "You are enough for me."

Maka: "."

"Ugh, I'm going to vomit." Oshura, who was disgusted by Ted's words, quickly stepped back a few steps, "You guys are disgusting here, I'll go around and see if there are any traces of monsters."

Maka, who was also disgusted, punched and kicked Ted.

Ted, who was wearing heavy armor and didn't feel any pain at all, gave Babaka a thumbs up.

Babaka looked at Ted with reverence. In his eyes, the sunlight from the gaps in the tree canopy shone on Ted's bald head, which seemed particularly bright.

Leaving Ted and the others for a distance, Oshura tried to concentrate and look for clues that might exist in the forest, but he couldn't stop sighing in his heart.

I'm already in my early thirties, shouldn't I find a companion? If I don't find one now, I'll really lose it.

"Wait. What is that?" Oshura narrowed her eyes, and all the messy thoughts were thrown behind her.

While setting up the light crossbow, she blew a whistle to attract the attention of her companions.

Ted and the others got the signal and immediately gathered around, deploying a defensive formation.

Oshura pointed to a high place.

In front of them, the trunk of the tree was more than ten meters above the ground, and there were several white needles.

Each one was as thick as a finger and tens of centimeters long. Because it was at a high position, it was easy to overlook it if the eyes were not sharp enough.

"You guys stay alert, I'll go up and take a look."

Maka said as she waved her hand, wanting to release the Kinsect. Then she remembered that she and Oshura's Kinsects were temporarily contributed to the researchers of the Institute of Plant Research for breeding experiments.

Kinsects are insects after all, and their life span is only a few years. Under normal circumstances, they have to return to the Land of Fire to "renew" every one or two years.

But now we are thousands of miles away from Yanhuo Village, so there is no way to change the Kinsect. We can only hope that the scholars at the Institute of Vegetation can make a breakthrough.

For now, we can just use the catapult.

Maca took a few steps back, took off with a pole, and after several times of gaining leverage on the thick tree trunk, he soon arrived at the location of the needle hair.

Wearing thick gauntlets, Maca didn't worry about poison or anything, so he pulled out a needle hair, then flipped off the tree trunk, hung a branch with the catapult rope, and swung back to the ground.

Monroe came over, took a look at the needle hair, and said with certainty: "It's the needle hair of the flying thunder dragon, a tooth dragon monster that can glide between trees."

As he said that, he looked at the insect guide cages on the hunters' waists, "Didn't you always ask what these insect guides are for?

It just so happens that I'll take this opportunity to demonstrate it to you."

As he said that, he took out a knife, cut off a small piece from the needle hair, and put it in the insect guide cage on his waist.

Those insects that shone like fireflies, but were much smaller than fireflies, fell on the needle hair one after another.

A few seconds later, they flew out of the cage, flying in a certain direction, leaving a conspicuous light trail in the air.

"The insect guide cage can be used as a lighting, but its main function is to 'guide'."

The old scholar pressed down his hat and explained: "If you find traces of monsters, whether it is hair, feces, saliva, scales, or even stepped on soil.

Collect a little sample and put it in the insect guide cage. The extremely sensitive insect guide can lead you to find nearby traces. Just keep searching and you will soon find the monster.

If you have encountered a certain monster many times, the insect guide will remember the smell of this monster, and you don't even need to look for trace samples. The insect guide can directly lead you to find it.

Isn't it very convenient?"

Ted shook his head, "Not as convenient as Fukumu Rabbit."

Experienced orc scholar: "."

P. In order to confuse readers, I will say that the "experienced orc scholar" is the dragon tribe. The orc tribe is the direction of its research. It is the one who guides the King of the Strange Face Tribe in the game.