[Comprehensive Manga] The good year of making copies

It's like a shepherd driving a group of cattle and sheep to the new pasture to graze. This is already the fifth day of their trek.

Xia Chuan stopped using the amplifier and yawned.The noon sun was very strong, and people in Kuluta gathered in twos and threes to doze off under the shade of the trees.

Such a big sun made it difficult to arouse the desire to eat. Even though the children resisted, the adults still forced them to eat a lot.

Fortunately, Kurapika was not as capricious as those children, Xia Chuan looked at the boy who had wrinkled his face but still ate all the food, found some sour plums and strawberries and handed them to him as an appetizer.

This is a reward for good boys.

Xia Chuan touched Kurapika's wet blond hair, glanced at the map, stood up and walked towards the direction marked by the flag on the map.

It was a very hidden basin.

The trees are green, thick and tall, perfect for building a tree house.Slowly cutting off the connection with the plant veins, Xia Chuan looked back at the somewhat sluggish Kuluta people, including the nostalgics who had already shown a tired look, and heaved a sigh of relief.

How to put it, as long as this group of people arrives at that basin, one of the branches will be completed, and then just wait for the so-called disaster to come and drag the kid away.

"Is that our new home?" Kurapika leaned over, stood beside Xia Chuan and looked at the basin with two overlapping ridges blocking most of its true appearance.

The elf responded softly. If he followed the route pointed by the group of noisy plants and took a shortcut, the time could be shortened by more than half, but the road seemed not very safe—referring to wild beasts and rough roads.

He looked back at the children who were still having fun running under the scorching sun after eating, and pulled his long golden hair.

It's a big trough... Are these brats really all right? !

Obviously the problem is big, okay...

Xia Chuan covered his face. Sure enough, not everyone is as sensible as Kurapika.

Kurapika looked at Xia Chuan with a look of impatience, and pulled his sleeves awkwardly, "God..."

"Go and rest." Xia Chuan interrupted what Kurapika hadn't finished speaking, and paused, "I still need to walk a long way this afternoon." And the road conditions are not very good.

Kurapika stared blankly at Xia Chuan for a while, then chose a shaded tree nearby, and closed his eyes to rest.

Xia Chuan looked around and walked towards the tired old priest.

"Starting this afternoon, let's take a shortcut." Xia Chuan suppressed the movement of the resting old man to get up, "Call all those who have the ability to read over, and we will reach the destination as soon as possible."

It doesn't matter whether the group of little devils have problems or whether they can persevere, as long as he can complete the branch as soon as possible, that's enough.Xia Chuan rubbed his heart, the impending anxiety made his heart beat a little faster.

There is another reason for the gathering of people with the ability to read, Xia Chuan rubbed the ring.There are more than [-] people in the Kuluta tribe, and those who have the ability to read account for a quarter of the entire tribe, and there are about [-] of them who can be called strong.

He doesn't want those powerful thoughts, what he wants is more auxiliary, or very weird and rare.

Gathered people with the ability to read, and explained the situation that they might encounter in the future. By the way, I got a dozen of read skills of the auxiliary system.

Most of the reading skills of the Kuluta people tend to be gentle—perhaps because of their ethnic reclusive attitude and gentle personality, which made Xia Chuan reap a lot.

This nation knows how to relax their minds. At least not many people have complained during the long journey these days.

Judging from the expressions on people's faces, although they have nostalgia for the village they have lived in for a long time, they seem to look forward to their new home more than nostalgia.

Perhaps it was the shadow cast by the disappearing clansmen before, and they hoped to have an undisturbed, peaceful and safe place for them to inhabit.

Xia Chuan walked ahead and led the way, holding Kurapika who accidentally sprained his foot in his arms.

"Perhaps, the Kuruta tribe is more suitable for non-stop migration."

The young man who followed Xia Chuan and was elected as the temporary team leader was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled brightly: "We hope to have a fixed and safe home, even if it is like this - in the deep mountains and old forests, there is no Fa'er communicates with the outside world."

Xia Chuan snorted softly, and Kuluta's thoughts had little to do with him.

But such a nation is really more suitable as a migratory nation than having a fixed settlement.

Once the settlement is discovered, it will only be attacked continuously as before.In fact, Xia Chuan has not yet figured out why the people of Kuluta are still determined not to move when the disappearance of people has been happening for so long and is still happening.

Could it be that he was really waiting for the redemption of the gods?

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Seems like it's really possible.

For example, as soon as he came out of the altar and said to migrate, he obediently followed... what... something...

The corners of Xia Chuan's mouth twitched, and he pushed aside the two strands of hair covering his forehead that covered his sight, listening to the rising sound effect of experience—the ability to read monsters with group wheels is indeed very efficient.

There are still about three days away from the destination.

This wild road with thorns, ups and downs, snakes, rats, ants and many ferocious carnivorous animals is a straight line that goes around the foot of the two mountains.

There were elves clearing the way ahead, at least those plants and some small animals that would cause people a lot of trouble did not appear.

This is good.

Xia Chuan saw a gentle slope ahead, looked at the sky for a while, and decided to use it as a resting place for tonight.

The red dots at the back may have been thrown away, at least today I didn't see the twenty or so red dots that have been biting their tails tightly.

... No, the group of red dots appeared again.Xia Chuan helped his forehead.

"How long do we have to go?" Kurapika looked at Xia Chuan who was rubbing his ankle, blushing.

"About two or three days...probably." Xia Chuan tied a bandage on the boy's swollen ankle, and prepared a few strong boys to go with him to fetch water from a water source a little far away on the map.

"Where should we live?" They had no materials to build houses, and limited ax proficiency to chop down trees.

In fact, this is really not something he wants to consider.Xia Chuan looked at Kurapika, was silent for a while, and then popped out two words: "Tree House."

Tree houses have many benefits.

For example, there is no need to cut down the forest, and there is no need to raze the original green forest to the ground.

For example, it has good plasticity and adjustment.

Most importantly, building a tree house in a forest that has existed for a long time is extremely secluded.

At least from a distance, the forest is still a forest, and the trees are still trees, nothing has changed.It is indeed a good choice for Kuruta people who want to live for a long time.

A tree house is a skill that any elf can master—by adjusting the entanglement of trunks, branches, and flexible vines, as well as the cooperation of the elf tree with high affinity, it is not so difficult to build a tree house of your own.

Elf players have a racial plot task of level 15 elves, which is to build a tree house by themselves.

This task tortured many players, but they still had a lot of fun building it.

Not everyone can have the experience of being able to build a house with their own hands, and the sense of accomplishment and vanity in it is suppressed so I won’t talk about it.

"Tree house?" Kurapika thought for a while, "Building a house on a tree?"

"It can be understood in this way." Xia Chuan stood up, patted the head of the thinking child: "I'm going to fetch water."

Kurapika watched Xia Chuan leave with several uncles, including the newly elected patriarch.The boy wiped the sweat from the tip of his nose onto his clothes, got up and ran to the side of the old priest.

The old priest was still panting, and Kurapika gave him the pill that Xia Chuan had given him before, which he had secretly hidden instead of eating - the pill that could quickly restore physical strength.

"Grandpa Faro, the envoy gave it to me, eat it." Kurapika watched the old man take the pill tremblingly, swallowed it, pursed his mouth and showed a happy smile.

"We will be able to arrive at our new home soon, and the Lord God made him say that there are still two or three days to go."

"Grandpa, do you know how to build a tree house? The God Envoy said that we will build a tree house when we arrive."

The old man who had regained his strength listened to the boy's nagging questions, smiled kindly, and deepened the furrows formed on his face: "Kula...we just need to follow God's footsteps..."

Meaning, it doesn't matter if they build a tree house or not, God will prepare it for them.

It's a pity that Kurapika didn't understand what the old man meant. The boy blinked his beautiful blue eyes and smiled softly: "When the envoy returns, I'll ask him."

"I want to build a house for myself and a house for Grandpa Faro..."

The old priest didn't correct the child's mistakes any more, he smiled gratifiedly and quietly listened to Kurapika's fantasies.

This is God's purest gift to every child.

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"My lord envoy, will you leave after we arrive at our new home?" The young leader looked at the blond elf walking in front, and was urged to ask by his companions.

Xia Chuan turned his head to look at him, then turned back and continued to stare at the map. After a while, when the other party thought he would not answer, he said, "I will probably stay for a while."

The boys in Kuruta opened their eyes wide in surprise, and then burst into cheers.

Young leaders are always prone to make mistakes. Xia Chuan looked at the young leader who seemed to be celebrating with his companions—this was no different from ordinary young people.

Maybe it's just because he has more talent and advantages than others in Nian practice. Although it is a bit rash, it is indeed a good way. At least at this time, it is efficient and can not let too many people have objections.

The speed of several mind-power users is very fast. Xia Chuan launched the Linjia sprint, and the young people had no pressure to keep up with him.

In fact, Xiachuan alone is enough to bring back the water needed by the entire Kuruta people.

He brought these young people out for a purpose-someone went with him to see what happened to those red dots that had been following him.

"Follow me." Xia Chuan called to stop the young people who were leaning over to fetch water, and frowned as he looked at the red dot on the map that was heading towards the resting place of the Kuruta people at a very fast speed.

They rushed over now, just in time to intercept the path of this group of red dots.

The young people froze for a moment, and seemed to think of something after seeing Xia Chuan's face, and followed him closely.

When approaching the red dot, Xia Chuan hesitated for a moment, and waved to the young people behind him to stop.

"I'll go first." After finishing speaking, without waiting for others to say anything, he entered the stealth state and ran to the track in the direction of the red dots. He pulled out his short bow, nocked the arrow and pulled the string, and focused on aiming at a red dot that was about to place of arrival.

Loosen the string—let the arrow go! !

The sound effect of the increase in experience points made Xia Chuan squint his eyes, and several walking figures stopped and looked at the corpse lying on the ground.

Xia Chuan and other people who saw the corpse gasped at the same time.

——The Phantom Troupe! !

Lying in a big trough... It's a lot of fun.