The house attached to the cellar has decayed, leaving only the foundation and a ruin.

The cellar door is new, and the oak still smells of fragrance.

Antiop opened the door of the cellar and let the musty air inside scatter out and walked in front.

Yalun Boer walked in front of Zheng Yi and made a gesture of helping him to prevent Zheng Yi from missing the air - or the stairs rotting and breaking due to disrepair.

Finally it was Luke Stichi, who turned around and closed the cellar door at the same time.

Antiop lit a torch, and then used it to ignite a bonfire. Then she tricked out a few potatoes from a corner and prepared to skewers and cook them for dinner.

"This is where hunters stay. We can use the items here at will, but no matter what is used, we have to replenish them before we can leave." Antiop didn't seem to be just explaining to Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi found that the two armored warriors were also curiously looking at the 20-square-meter cellar, just like him.

The walls of the cellar are built of bluestone, which are firm and reliable. A few rolls of hemp ropes, a few sacks, and wooden poles in groups of three or three. There are enough but not much firewood and a little potato.

Antiop quickly set up the shelf, put potatoes on it, then made a mat for Zheng Yi in a sack, and said:

"Your Excellency, do you mind taking off your clothes and drying them?"

She spoke carefully to avoid offense.

Zheng Yi was wearing a pullover made of coarse cloth and coarse cloth pants, and a pair of cloth shoes that were almost rotten by mud... Now looking at it, the three of them did not judge people by their clothes, and were always polite and polite. They were indeed kind friends.

Zheng Yi took off his pullover and handed it to Antiop.

The female soldier was very strong, with quick hands and feet, and was very good at taking care of people. She easily put her clothes in the right place, which could not only dry the bonfire but not burn. At the same time, the female soldier also thoughtfully put a sack on Zheng Yi, which could not only keep the heat in place, but also protect dignity.

The two armored warriors helped each other take off their armor, revealing the beige cotton coat they were wearing inside - it should have been white.

"Your Excellency, are you from a certain asceticism?" Luke turned on the detective mode: "You are so powerful, so simple, without any jewelry... and wearing shackles. You must be practicing, right?"

Antiop and Yalun looked at Zheng Yi curiously.

Zheng Yi fell into deep thought: Is it a show of offense? Or is it a matter of fact? This is really a problem...

"Because of a small accident." Zheng Yi decided to be realistic.

A capable person does not need to show off. If he wants to show off and loses his domineering attitude a little, all three of them will have to kneel down.

Zheng Yi stretched his feet forward: "Can you help me open it?"

After carefully checking, Antiop said, "This is so iron, it may not be easy to smash it open."

This conclusion was recognized by two soldiers, but Yalun made a constructive opinion: "We can go to the nearest village and just find a blacksmith to open it."

Luke nodded in agreement and looked at the shackles:

"The mechanism of this lock is very simple. As long as you have the right tools, all the thieves on the street in Teng En can open it."

Zheng Yi had no choice but to accept the reality and retracted his feet:

"There are still villages nearby? Am I saying that these zombies won't attack them?"

Antiop said awkwardly:

"In fact, zombies are easy to deal with, as long as we have enough holy water and blessed weapons."

Luke said: "We have been out for too long and the holy water has run out. It's hard to replenish here."

Yalun asked again: "Your Excellency, you are from..."

Zheng Yi was unwilling to let them worry about this question. Where did he come from? Is it necessary to report to you? He vented some of his mental power without hesitation, about five milliliters, enough for the three of them to realize the gap in the ranks.

Zheng Yi saw that the three of them had their heads lowered and asked, "You have heard of it..."

After losing the pressure, the three of them suddenly felt relaxed physically and mentally, and raised their heads to look at the mysterious and powerful priest.

anu`tathamet.

The word circulated and roared in Zheng Yi's mind, but his tongue seemed to be tied.

The strange and powerful force limited the powerful man in Sequence 2, making it impossible for him to spit out these six syllables from his mouth.

"Forget it..." Zheng Yi gave up, and could only attribute it to unknown metaphysics. He asked:

“Is magic recovery agent expensive?”

Antiop was a little difficult to speak for, for fear that the priest would misunderstand, so he wanted to settle the three ounces of magic recovery agent for her just now.

"It's not very expensive, actually." Luke rescued the female comrade-in-arms: "It's just not easy to obtain, and we have very little stock."

——You don’t even have blue strips, what’s the use of drinking blue?

Zheng Yi looked at them.

Antiop said: "Although it is called a magic recovery agent, it is also very useful for encouraging the spirit. Every time you take a sip, you can stay up all night." She took out another one from her belt: "This is my last stock." She handed it to Zheng Yi with both hands.

Zheng Yi was not polite and took the small blue bottle and prepared to stay and take it when he needed it most.

The two soldiers took out two test tubes of the same size, reflected the fire, and could see that there was red and thick white liquid like blood.

“Most of the things we bring are life recovery agents and physical recovery agents,” Luke said. “This is more useful to us.”

Zheng Yi nodded slightly. The knowledge he had learned contained a large number of restorative skills, and the red bottle and the white bottle were not very important in his opinion. If this small potion could save valuable mental power, it would of course be very good.

"But after we took the medicine once, our body would develop resistance." Antiop said: "If we forcefully take the second one, we will be poisoned." She remembered that Zheng Yi was injected with two small blue bottles in a row, and his body was not affected at all. At this time, his eyes were curious and seeking knowledge, hoping to get Zheng Yi's explanation.

In their minds, the mysterious young man in front of them was definitely a powerful priest who was lofty and superior.

Of course, Zheng Yi would not explain to them.

What can I say?

Tell them that they had injected genetic medicine in another world?

Zheng Yi continued to ask: "Why are you here for this place?"

Actually, he wanted to ask himself why he came to this place?

Everything has a reason.

I was attracted by the whisper and watched this world. Why did I appear in this forest that seemed to be shrouded in evil?

Luke always responded quickly, and he replied without reservation:

"Yalun and I are both noble children who have no inheritance rights and must win a knight title for themselves. Entering the trial of the Dark Forest and being certified by the Blind Sisters, this is the easiest and most orthodox way to obtain knight qualifications."

Zheng Yi nodded slightly: It seems that there are not simple and unorthodox ways, is krypton gold?

Yalun added: "The legend can gain more sacred power when fighting against evil, and even become a legend among heroes." He couldn't suppress his excitement, and his voice couldn't help but increase: "At the moment when you purify evil, I really felt a warm, great, sacred... awesome power pouring into my body."

——You have obtained experience value.

Zheng Yi nodded slightly.

Antiop fiddled with the bonfire and said, "There is a legend here: When evil retreats to hell, the glory of heaven will pour into this world more. And vice versa. This is how our world is tug-of-war between heaven and hell."

Zheng Yi looked at Tudou and felt that this worldview was easy to understand. Moreover, their model of fighting monsters and upgrading is more gentle than injecting genetic potions, at least there are no obvious side effects at the low-level.

Tiredness came, and Zheng Yi couldn't help but yawn. He consumed all his mental power in the legion auditorium, just wanting to have a good sleep.

This world is much safer than the desert wasteland, and these three kind-hearted companions are also more reliable than psychologically distorted slaves.

The eyesight Antiop quickly stood up and said:

"You wait, I'll set up a tent."

The female warrior said as she took out a roll of tent from her belt.

Tent? From the belt...

What the hell is this!
Chapter completed!