Chapter 34: Crazy Battle Remembers Your Choice
"Crazy Battle will remember your choice."
This is the first sentence the red-skinned elf said, which roughly means this when translated.
In fact, as soon as the seven pseudo-flower spirits heard that he wanted to translate, they immediately joined in the fun with all kinds of chatter. They said something to each other, but the content was not exactly the same, for example: "The fighting elf repays his kindness.
"
" On behalf of the Berserker clan, I extend my friendship to you."
"You made the right choice."
...
In short, it's similar to the meaning of "someone remembers your choice" in the game.
Hua Mi synthesized it and concluded what he thought was the most appropriate translation.
"I don't need anything from you in return, just don't cause trouble for me." Hua Mi thought to herself.
He didn't say anything, just nodded towards her, and then turned his gaze to the lake.
But in my heart, she was silently thinking that she should leave quickly.
I, Hua Mi, just want to live a peaceful life.
Farming, beekeeping.
Occasionally I go on an adventure to find honey-source plants, hoping to brew more magical honey.
Everything was slowly falling on track, just as he planned.
He doesn't want this healthy and regular life to be disrupted.
Redskin said something again, this time it was short.
Zifa rushed to say: "She said her name is Lei Luo."
Huangfa added: "Translated into human language, it means 'Warhammer'."
"You can call me Bee Whisperer." Hua Mi is still like this. introduce.
"Bee Whisperer...what does that mean?"
The red-skinned elf sat up and put his arms on his knees.
There was a shocking wound on that arm, almost deep enough to see the bone, but she didn't seem to care at all, letting the wound stretch to both sides.
"Bees are the names of these little guys. I'm a beekeeper."
"They feed on nectar?"
"That's not accurate. They can convert nectar into something more valuable - honey."
Hua Mi said , took out a bottle of Moon Sleeping Flower honey from the box and threw it towards her.
He caught the war hammer and held it in his hand for a closer look. There was a bit of curiosity in the intimidating yellow vertical pupils.
"It has a wide range of uses. It can be used to soak in water, and can also be applied to food to season, coat the surface of food, and even prevent spoilage." This is not an
exaggeration.
Pure natural honey can indeed prevent food from spoiling.
Because honey is rich in antioxidants, acidic substances, and other trace antibacterial substances, as well as its high sugar content, these can effectively inhibit the survival and reproduction of microorganisms.
Theoretically, pure natural honey will never go bad.
As long as it is properly preserved, it can still be eaten even if it lasts hundreds or thousands of years.
I remember reading a report that archaeologists discovered a jar of honey in an Egyptian pyramid at the beginning of the last century. More than three thousand years later, it was determined that it had not deteriorated and was edible.
"Honey can not only be eaten, but can also be applied externally. If you are injured and don't have any medicine around, you can apply honey on the wound as an emergency. It can effectively kill bacteria and prevent infection." Hua Mi made it clear that she would treat the wound quickly
.
It hurt just to look at it, but she didn't react at all.
After listening to Hua Mi's words, the red-skinned elf not only did not treat the wound, but instead stretched out a finger, poked it in and stirred it.
The corner of Hua Mi's mouth twitched, and goosebumps appeared all over her body.
There is a perversion.
"Frenzy elves don't feel pain. On the battlefield, no matter how seriously injured they are, as long as they still have the strength to fight forward, they will keep fighting until death." Her voice was low and calm: "More than ten
Crazy Fighters gathered together , will trigger war fever, become irritable and irritable when injured, and have a strong body... These are all characteristics designed for war. We are born war machines." "..." Hua Mi was a little
confused
. I understand her emotions when she said this. Is it self-deprecation or pride?
But Hua Mi can easily distinguish the subsequent emotional expressions.
It was obvious anger:
"After the war, our creators saw us as a threat and instead wanted to implement a genocidal plan against the mad war. To this day, a thousand years later, we are still under the influence of those white-skinned elves The expulsion and oppression."
Warhammer took his finger out of the wound, looking at the blood stained on it, his expression became fanatical: "But the situation will not always be like this, when we capture the Emerald Palace - it will be sooner or later , they will bear the scorching heat of thousands of years of accumulated anger!"
"..."
Hua Mi did not answer.
It's useless for you to tell me this, I'm not interested.
After all, I'm just a honey seller.
"It can be applied externally to wounds at any time, but if you want to take it internally, I have to remind you that it will make you fall asleep. The worse your physical condition is, the stronger the sleep-aid effect will be. In your current state, you can probably fall asleep on the spot after just one bite. Die."
Hua Mi's implication was to ask her to find a safe place to take it again and not to faint here.
Warhammer looked at him seriously: "Bee Whisperer, you are my friend now."
Hua Mi replied lightly: "It's easy to talk."
"So friend, where should we stay tonight?"
"..."
Hua Mi Mi glanced at her silently.
His silence was deafening.
Warhammer spread his hands and said, "I need a safe place to rest and recuperate. That white-skinned man is like a bloodhound, chasing him very closely, and there is not much time to rest along the way." Hua Mi was speechless
.
You also said she looks like a bloodhound.
How can you lure a dog to a friend's house?
"Don't worry, if she tracks me, I will leave immediately."
That's what she said...
Hua Mi pondered for a few seconds, and suddenly an idea came to her, and she said: "I have a place where I can avoid being tracked, but I may need to You feel wronged."
Warhammer laughed hoarsely a few times: "Wronged? No matter how bad the environment is, we, the Mad Fighters, will never frown. Tell me where it is, a swamp, or a haunted ruins? Or is it the underground dark area? Even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, I will jump down without hesitation." "
Calm down first, it won't be a mountain of swords and a sea of fire." Hua Mi took out the magic box from under his black robe and walked to Spread out in the open space, "This prop can accommodate living creatures. When closed, it becomes an independent space. I think it should be able to avoid tracking."
"A space prop that can accommodate living objects?" Warhammer squatted at the edge of the well and looked down. "This is really rare. General portable space props can only accommodate dead objects, and space extension magic requires a magic array to be arranged on the foundation. , unable to move... Where did you get this thing?"
"Ahem, a friend gave it to me. It's used to transport bees." "
Unfortunately, the space is limited. If it were bigger and the soldiers could hide in it, they could break through the emerald from the inside. The royal court..." Warhammer touched his chin and muttered to himself.
This is trying to play Trojan horse tactics.
To be honest, they are indeed a race born for war. They can associate everything with war, they are so persistent.
"Is there any way to expand the space? For example, it must be able to accommodate at least 1,000 fully armed warriors." "
No."
Don't worry about your ruined war.
In fact, Hua Mi doesn't want to know about the magic of space extension.
That was what he needed to build his greenhouse.
Eventually, Warhammer decided to enter the Magic Box to recuperate.
Although she didn't believe in the magical effects of honey, she still gave Hua Mi a face, applied honey on the wound, and took another bite.
She swallowed the honey in her mouth and raised her head: "Sweets are those things that fair-skinned people like to eat. We, the Berserker clan, prefer to eat spicy and exciting food." Oh, I even picked it
.
Hua Mi urged: "Go in quickly."
"Yes."
Warhammer nodded and jumped down without saying a word.
"There's a ladder."
(End of chapter)