How does the male protagonist pick up soap through the NP system

"How could I leave you alone!" Mo Cha said without hesitation, he squatted down and pulled Raphael onto his back: "Come up quickly, if the wolves catch up, it will be troublesome, I will carry you .”

Raphael froze for a moment, then laid down on him obediently.

Although Raphael is not fat at all, and can even be said to be thin, his 1.8 meters is heavy enough.Mo Cha was so crushed that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. After taking two difficult steps, he held onto the tree and gasped for breath. He didn't try to be brave again: "I think you'd better get down, I'll walk faster with you."

Raphael jumped down and put his hands on Mo Cha's shoulders as he said. Mo Cha supported his waist with one hand and his arm with the other. The two walked forward with difficulty.

"Which way out?" Mo Cha asked suddenly.

Raphael sighed softly: "I don't remember."

Mo Cha had no doubts, and sighed with a wry smile: "I'm also a road idiot, how do I get out of here!" He had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk on. "

Raphael glanced at the leaves next to him calmly, and quickly recognized the direction. Mo Cha was walking towards the depths of the forest.He didn't make a sound, but relaxed his body and leaned against Mo Cha's body.

Fortunately, the wolves did not catch up. The two stumbled and walked for a long time. When they reached the stream, Mo Cha put Raphael down: "Let's take a rest."

"Alright."

Mo Cha squatted down and picked up the stream water. The clear stream water leaked from between his fingers drop by drop. After washing his hands, he took some stream water to drink.The stream water is cold and sweet, flowing down the throat and moistening the heart.He was full and looked back at Raphael.

Raphael sat under the tree with a painful expression on his face.

Mo Cha walked over worriedly: "Are you okay? Has the wound stopped bleeding?"

Raphael nodded: "Fortunately, it's just that the spiritual power is consumed too much, and I can't use it now."

Seeing his pale face and dry lips, Mo Cha quickly found a clean leaf and filled some water for him: "Drink some water and take a rest."

While Rafael was drinking water, Mo Cha wanted to explore the way around, and almost fainted himself after making a circle, so he came back annoyed: "Too bad, I can't find a way out."

Raphael comforted him: "Don't worry, monsters are afraid of fire. Let's build a fire in a while, rest overnight, and go find the water elves tomorrow."

Mo Cha had long forgotten about the search for the water elf, and when Raphael mentioned it, he was moved and said, "It's okay, it's only serious if we go out safely."

"I didn't expect to meet a silver wolf this time." Raphael leaned wearily on the tree and said, "This kind of animal that lives in groups is indeed a bit troublesome. I found it too late today, so I should avoid it."

"Oh, bad luck, there is no way."

Raphael patted his hand comfortingly: "Don't worry, I'll recover tomorrow. I will take you to find the water elf and send you back safely."

The water elves are not important, the wonderful solitude in this wilderness is the key!Mo Cha only hated himself for not being able to heal, otherwise he would rush to increase his favorability.

"Don't talk about it, are you hungry?" Mo Cha suddenly felt a heavy burden on his shoulders, and he was gearing up to find food: "I'll find something to eat, you wait for me here, call me if you are in danger One sound." This feeling of transforming into a strong attack made him full of energy!

After walking a few steps, Mo Cha came back decisively.

"Huh?" Raphael looked at him questioningly.

Mo Cha took out a ball of wool from his schoolbag.

"what is this?"

"My family asked me to bring the ball of wool. Divina said she would knit me a sweater."

"so?"

"You pull one end, and I'll bring a ball of wool, in case you can't find your way back later."

Raphael: ...

Who would believe your sense of direction is so bad!

Mo Cha, who suddenly had a sharp increase in attack attributes, gave full play to the flexibility of the water element, and brought back a small silver animal that looked like a rabbit.The little beast stunned by the water polo has long ears hanging down pitifully, and its fur is so soft that you can't put it down.

"Raphael, I caught the dinner for the night!"

Raphael was a little surprised when he saw Mo Cha come back, and looked at the little guy in his arms: "This is a grass beast, a very gentle low-level monster." Then, he hugged the little guy from Mo Cha's arms, She also considerately started to smooth her hair.

What kind of rhythm is this? There are question marks all over Mo Cha's head: "Can't I eat it?"

"This guy is still young, and it would be too pitiful to eat him." Raphael's tone was full of pampering, as if his heart softened while holding the little guy: "I remember that there is a kind of silver fruit in this forest that is very good. Eat, I'll go find it."

"Don't!" Holy Mother, you should stay still, Mo Cha looked at the grass beast in his arms speechlessly: "I'll look for it again, this grass beast is here to play with you."

So Mo Cha took the ball of wool and continued to search for food.

How can the fruit be eaten as a meal!Seeing another pheasant-like thing, he blew it up with water balloons without hesitation, and carried the dead chicken back with fruit.

When he went back, Raphael was teasing the grass beast with a dog's tail grass, and the grass beast stretched out its cute little paws to try to pull the dog's tail grass.

This is the first time Mo Cha has seen a man who can take out the lily effect of the dogtail grass. Raphael, who is shrouded in twilight, still has a strong elegant temperament of white lotus.

"You're back?" Raphael raised his head as if feeling something in his heart, and smiled softly at Mo Cha.

Mo Cha's heartbeat slowed down by half a beat, and a feeling similar to an electric shock hit his heart: at this moment, he had the feeling that a late husband was being greeted by a virtuous wife, this must be an illusion!

"Hmm..." Mo Cha lowered his head a little guilty, and put the fruit in front of him: "Is it this kind of fruit? I only see this kind of silver fruit."

"Yes," Raphael said with a smile, "that's it."

"I also brought back a... oh, pheasant analogue, don't know if it can be roasted."

"Yes, this is of the same genus as the turkey, and it is also a low-level monster." Raphael seemed to be in better spirits, but there was still a hint of weakness when he spoke.