Chapter 341 Communication? (Two Updates!)
Chapter 341 Communication? (Two updates!)
The ancient vines continue the traces of the years, and the moss stretching on the trunk does not look dirty, but reveals a natural and harmonious symbiosis.
Birds are playing here to their heart's content, and there are some furry rabbits and foxes chasing and playing here from time to time. This is a sheltered place in the forest.
An injured coyote was limping into here, but it did not cause any disturbance. It quietly found an open space to lie down, waiting for the druid's treatment.
When Thranduil Yas walked slowly into this druid residence, which had a very complex image in the eyes of the locals, what he saw was a harmonious scene.
Druids' views on nature vary according to factions. The more extreme factions believe that nature should obey its will and let it continue without interference.
This concept seems to be correct to a certain extent, but it is often the beginning of painful memories for adventurers and delinquents.
Druids' understanding of nature is not static. As time goes by, the new generation of Druids will gradually replace the older generation of Druids who they think are more rigid in thinking, thus becoming the mainstream thinking of nature educators.
The Druids living in this area are obviously a more traditional one:
They keep interfering with nature to reduce the unnatural casualties of creatures, but they try to avoid their interference from affecting the evolution of nature as much as possible.
This is an idea that needs to be weighed by the Druid himself, and no matter which side he shifts to, it will have a very significant impact.
Therefore, this kind of traditional thinking has become less popular among the new generation of druids, and they began to believe in the idea of absolute intervention, control, or maintenance of its natural development.
Of course, the new generation of druids here refers to those integrated network druids with the ability to move across planes and some druids with special bloodlines. They are the core power that represents the image of druids in the multiverse.
"My little bird has brought news of the arrival of distinguished guests. Please forgive an old man with limited mobility for offending the ruler of a piece of nature."
At this moment, the door of the tree house slowly opened, and an old druid slowly appeared at the door in a wooden wheelchair being pushed by a brown bear.
"Thranduil from Siven Forest, pay homage to the Elder."
"Every old man who is on the way of maintaining nature is nature's most precious wealth."
Thranduil-Yasi leaned slightly and said that in addition to being an integrated network player, she also represents the will of a race, and she needs to maintain the image of her race in the multiverse.
This is different from the arrogance or rebellion of the king. The torch of the race can only last for thousands of years with the sacrifice of one chooser after another.
When she chose to wear the flower crown blessed by the ancient elf elders, it meant responsibility and sacrifice.
"I understand the reason why the distinguished guest came, but I didn't expect that the adventurers this time would have such a distinguished guest like you."
"It's a shame that we still can't deal with those radical children. They are attracted by foreign cultures and become extreme and arrogant... They have deviated from the balance of nature, but abandoned the awe of nature and chose to control it. "
The old druid said helplessly that the ideological deviation was the most complete division for them.
Perhaps for people in the material world, blood kinship and close relationship will affect the camp between them, but for druids, it is their own thinking that distinguishes this indicator.
"I see, maybe we can use a temporary detour to avoid bloody sacrifices..."
Thranduil Yasi nodded slightly, and then softly stated her point of view...
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"You want to get rid of flying ants?"
When the rogue Dani Bi Lisa, the mage Del Canocci and the warrior Peter Sargo explained their intentions to the village guards, the guards looked at them with very complicated eyes.
Then he pushed away the frontmost fighters with great rage, and shouted loudly:
"Damn it, you don't even have a certificate issued by the kingdom, I can't let people with strange movements like you enter the village!"
"Even if there is a chicken in the village, it is protected by everyone. Don't try to get any benefits from it!"
At this time, the quick-witted rogue had already put away the cloth strips he had thrust on the soldiers in an unprofessional way.
Speaking of which, he had received relevant information long ago, so was he prepared?
The rogue Dani-Blisa's eyes are shining with wisdom. She thinks her performance is perfect this time, and she has gradually discovered a certain logic line of this team copy.
"You're trying to piss off a real fighter, and unless you apologize to me, ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Just as the soldier Peter Sargo pulled out his sword and tried to fight, he saw the team information refreshed on his retina.
Then he hesitated for about a second, and the warrior who was familiar with the road put down the big sword, and he said to the guards righteously:
"Unless you apologize to me, you will lose your honor."
"Are you trying to piss off the defenders of a village of one hundred and fifty-seven adult strong warriors?"
The guard made a gesture, and the guard who was watching by the side immediately approached eagerly.
"Look, you have no honor, you have lost it."
The warrior shrugged and followed the rogue away.
And when they were completely away from the village, the rogue took out the guard from the item backpack and looked at the piece of cloth handed over by the guard, on which it was written in crooked words:
"Beside the waterfall to the west of the village, there is the person you are looking for."
And at this moment, prompts to trigger branch tasks were refreshed on their retinas, and the eyes of the wanderer Dani-Bilisa suddenly became extremely shining!
I'm not a group destroyer, I'm an mvp!
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Yi Qiu didn't know where the ant chasers were, but he knew that wherever there were flying ants, there would be ant chasers.
As the most lethal monster area in this dungeon, if these ant chasers were not there, they would undoubtedly be missing an important part of their brains.
As Yi Qiu went deep into the bamboo forest that stretched for thousands of miles, he found that the bamboo forest was not as dead and silent as he imagined, and he could still hear crisp birdsong from time to time.
Flying ants, although aggressive, do not appear to be carnivorous.
This may have been a choice when they evolved, because for a large group that has not mastered breeding technology, meat will only lead to their rapid decline.
Nature cannot provide them with the food to sustain life, and they will gradually weaken from lack of food, and finally be gradually eliminated.
If you choose to be vegetarian, this vast bamboo forest provides them with enough food, and they can continue to grow and reproduce.
Yi Qiu walked for a long time, but did not see the flying ants, as if they all disappeared in an instant.
And when he gradually entered the depths of the bamboo forest, he found that it was dark in front of him, and a group of people in black robes were watching him quietly under the flying ants all over the sky.
"Communicate?"
Yi Qiu asked, but got no response.
"It seems that you can't choose..."
After speaking, Yi Qiu took a deep breath...