"I...I think..." the boy opened his mouth to speak.

"No, you don't want to." Loran Hill interrupted him directly.

"I probably know what you're trying to say. It's just that you were just getting carried away and wanting to change the world."

"But this is not something you can just think about. The difficulties you encounter in reality will exceed the boundaries of your imagination."

"And this isn't just a day or two, but tens of thousands of days and nights of fighting and thinking. It's not just one or two people, but hundreds of thousands and tens of millions of people on a scale and facing challenges."

"You, don't want to brag, do you?"

Pullman's impulse was immediately doused with ice-cold water, and he quickly calmed down.

"Then what should I do?"

"You can only ask yourself about this matter. Since you can't go back to your hometown, look somewhere else. Maybe you can find a new life."

"Um..."

The progress displayed in the system finally stopped at 85%.

Never mind, that's all, Loran Hill sighed. She could probably guess that if she encouraged the young man to embark on the road of revenge and told him how to defeat those nobles, then the progress could be advanced to 100%.

However, she was very clear about such things. If this boy really embarked on this path, there was a 99.9999% chance that he would die.

Although the mission reward was good, she didn't want to obtain it at the cost of someone else's life.

The boy lay by the fire, thinking, and slowly fell into a deep sleep.

Loran Hill didn't sleep. He jumped onto a big tree again, looked at the sky full of Milky Way star sand, and recalled his past.

In her previous life, she had grown up in the city because her parents had come to the county town for work. However, her grandparents lived in the countryside, as did many of her relatives. Therefore, she would return to her hometown every holiday. The mountain trees, soft fields, and emerald green rivers filled her with childhood memories.

I remember being very smart as a kid, until middle school, when I became addicted to games and novels, and my grades started to decline. Luckily, high school was very strict, and my grades eventually improved. My college entrance exam scores were among the best among my relatives and peers.

However, when I was in college, I became decadent again. I studied carelessly and was just willing to pass. After entering society, I was finally awakened by a slap in the face.

When I look back in a daze, I realize that the most wonderful time of my life has come to an end, and what lies before me is only the tedious life of firewood, rice, oil and salt, trivial matters, and making money to make a living.

My childhood dreams are like a photo, vivid when I took it, but distorted beyond recognition by the passage of time. I'm increasingly hesitant to make grand statements and ambitions, only wishing for a peaceful life.

Maybe this is the ordinary answer.

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The next morning, Pullman got up and went to the stream to wash his face. When he came back, he looked around and found Loran Hill on the tree.

Loran Hill jumped lightly from the tree and landed on the grass. He pointed the boy in a direction and told him that there were several fruit trees over the small hill in the south where he could pick some to eat.

Afterwards, Loranhill relied on his ability to [identify plants] to find some herbs, gave them to the boy, and told him how to use them.

Then, it was time for the boy to leave.

Pullman stood in the shade of the tree, his dark face showing a somewhat uneasy expression.

he asked Loran Hill.

"Can you tell me how to defeat those nobles? I still want revenge."

"I'll do anything for you, please."

"I made it very clear yesterday: this is not something you can accomplish alone, or even within a generation or era."

"It will only send you to die in vain. You'd better live well. You don't want your parents to lose their only son after losing their daughter."

Loran Hill still coldly rejected the boy's request.

"All right."

Pullman reluctantly accepted the outcome, lingering beneath the tree for a long time before slowly heading north. It was said that the far north lay the Black Rock Principality, a mercenary nation that was relatively tolerant of outsiders. Furthermore, Loran Hill had also given the boy the Primordial Gemstone. This core, produced from Warcraft, was a valuable commodity and commanded considerable value.

The boy's figure slowly disappeared into the forest.

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Afterwards, Loran Hill continued to study the practice of the extraordinary sequence.

Since reaching Nature Sequence 1: Green Gardener, everything that happened within a ten-mile radius could be clearly seen in his mind.

It has to be said that this is very inconsistent with Trinasa's records. According to the records of the long-term battles with the elves back then, the range of the elf scouts with the Nature Sequence 3's ability to [Listen to Nature] is only about 1 kilometer.

During the long years of warfare, scouts were typically deployed in scattered formations around the army, providing vigilance. This was crucial intelligence in war, and Trinasha wouldn't mess around with it. The typical limit for counter-reconnaissa was a distance of 2-3 kilometers; getting too close would lead to enemy detection.

She focused her attention on the talent [Wind of the Blue Sky]. Does this talent have such a huge bonus to skills?

It seems so. He was able to kill Sequence 2 alone when he hadn't cultivated any supernatural abilities yet. Isn't this actually very abnormal?

During this period, with the ability of [Listening to Nature], she walked in the forest as if she was walking in her own backyard.

Even if there were various powerful magical beasts, she could sense them from a distance and easily avoid them as if she were in an empty space. She roamed around the nearly two hundred miles radius of activity area and did not let any extraordinary magical beast meet her.

here it is?

After turning a valley slope, a brilliant red filled the entire view.

Tall and large groups of red maple trees are scattered along the banks of the river valley, on the plains, and on the hillsides, and the fiery red maple leaves fill every piece of land.

The clear river water reflects the red shade of the trees that covers the sky. As the wind blows through the forest occasionally, crimson leaves fall from the tall treetops, some falling into the stream and drifting away with the current.

It's so beautiful.

Walking in this gorgeous red color is like being in a fairy tale world.

Loran Hill walked on the red maple leaves, and she felt that there was a voice calling her from the front.

After turning several corners and bypassing the tall and low layers of red maple trees, the last bright red sea of ​​flowers appeared before her.

The pale golden stamens nestled among the slender petals seemed to radiate light. The wind blew through the sea of ​​red blossoms, creating undulating waves.

In the middle of the sea of ​​flowers, stands a towering tree with a trunk diameter of more than 50 meters. The gap between its roots is so wide that you can even drive through it.

This big tree has rough and broad reddish-brown bark with amber resin in between, which looks like gems emitting faint light in the dusk.