The three of them entered the forest one after another. Not long after, their exploration of the forest's internal environment ended with Suli's words.

"...I think we should find a senior who has participated in the training to work with, so that we can get some intelligence more conveniently."

At least you should know what normal students will do during the one-month training process.

Instead of like now, the three of them just walked directly into the Monster Forest.

Cyril stopped his steps as he was about to step on another pile of wet, rotten leaves. He looked at Sully, whose face had turned a little gloomy because of the slightly gloomy environment of the forest, and said, "I think we should do this, too."

Instead of saying, “But that’s impossible.”

The money class is naturally separated from students in other classes by a barrier, and it is an extremely thick barrier that cannot be crossed.

As elementalists, students in the money class are normally the weakest ones.

As for the other students who have graduated from the money class... the fact that no one has taken the initiative to reveal the situation to them actually shows that those people did not receive any positive help in their past experiences.

And then there is…

Cyril and Su looked at Sully in unison.

The person concerned has never had a clear understanding of the sense of isolation between himself and other classmates.

In social relationships, Sully is that kind of average person, neither a social bully nor a socially phobic person.

Since he did not take the initiative to communicate with others, he naturally could not receive friendly treatment from others.

Secondly,...

The law of the jungle that we have been following for many years and have been taught since childhood is that the strong prey on the weak. This set of rules cannot be completely crushed by just two books.

Suli was puzzled by the looks from the two people next to him: "What do you mean by those looks?"

"What I mean is that you understand the meaning of experience better than us." Cyril casually defined Sully's passive social behavior as other people's lack of vision and inability to learn to be proactive.

Of course there is no story if you don't take the initiative.

He turned around and changed direction, then continued walking: "In the final analysis, the training organized by the academy is just to provide students with a platform for direct combat, so as to prevent them from becoming empty elementalists with only theoretical knowledge but no actual combat ability after leaving the academy."

"In this case, what we should do is obviously to apply what we have learned before in all aspects."

Why did he signal Suli to walk between the two of them?

At this time, he also appropriately supplemented the part that Cyril did not pay attention to, saying: "For example, choosing opponents that can improve our combat capabilities but will not easily kill us."

Walking beside the thick trees with tangled roots, the rotten leaves under his feet made him frown uncontrollably.

However, when he saw him one meter ahead and heard him talking, he wanted to turn his head and listen carefully to Suli, so he suppressed his uncomfortable expression.

Don't forget to remind me: "Pay attention to the road under your feet."

"I always feel like I'm being taken care of like a child." Suli said nonchalantly, but in fact he was extremely wary of the completely unfamiliar environment of the Monster Forest.

He already has enough written reports and information about the monsters.

Sully simply lacks the visual memory to match the monsters with the words.

The few of them chatted as they went deeper into the Monster Forest.

Until Cyril, who was walking in the front exploring the way, suddenly stopped.

Sully knew that this was a discovery.

What kind of existence would it be?

It's impossible to say that I don't have curiosity.

As for wanting to get involved in monster civilization, Sully didn't think he was as noble as others thought, especially Egbert's idea of ​​making a great contribution to future generations.

Compared to the life goal he had achieved before traveling through time (retire before the age of 30), Sully thought very carefully some time ago and set a goal for himself to retire before the age of 18 in the other world.

Simply put, he wants a world where, after he turns 18, there won't be any incidents that could easily damage his property or endanger the personal safety of others.

And this trip to the Monster Forest...

The accompanying meaning is much more profound.

Sully breathed easier.

It was not until his eyes followed the direction that Cyril was looking at that he discovered that under a sturdy tree there stood a monster that looked like a wolf, but with fur that dragged on the ground and extremely strong limbs.

Suli has no conditions for acquaintance.

Cyril and Chu's attention was not on the other's species, but on the concentration of elements surrounding the monster.

Compared to what the other two boys saw, which was the extremely high concentration of fiery red elemental factors surrounding the monster, what Suli saw was the creature hidden inside the big tree with an obvious tree hole.

squirrel?

When this thought popped into his mind, Sully only took a second to dismiss it.

Because it was a creature that looked like a skinned rat.

Moreover, before Cyril and Hu could react, the thing had been pulled out of the tree hole and stuffed into the mouth of the long-haired wolf.

The sound of chewing that made one's back shiver could be heard. The sounds of bones breaking and rubbing were so clear that the screaming sounds that were so piercing that they made one's ears ring could hardly overcome the sudden fear that arose in the hearts of the three people.

Su Li whispered: "If this scene of man and nature is filmed, it will probably not pass the censorship of the TV program."

Blood flowed down the corners of the hairy wolf's mouth, and the screams gradually disappeared during the chewing process.

Theoretically, a food chain would not allow intelligent species to participate.

After all, humans who are good at using their hands to create weapons always find a way to create things that crush food chains and forcibly shape new food chains.

It's just a pity that this mentality doesn't apply in the other world.

He looked at Cyril and asked, "Do you want to go?"

Cyril turned her attention to Sully.

After Suli noticed this, he waved his hand and said, "Whether you go up or not depends on your judgment of the strength of the opponent you choose, not my safety."

As he spoke, Suli pointed to his chest.

The final work of red and blue inside his clothes has been radiating its effect.

The person who designated himself as the mascot told the other two children, "Don't worry about me. If we are so unlucky that we encounter a level nine monster when we open the door, it can only mean that King Yan is still alive."

Sully told a sarcastic joke that the kids from another world couldn't understand.

But Cyril knew that the incomprehensible sneers were Sully's usual method when he encountered something that made him feel nervous.

This can be used to soothe other people's spirits and also make Sully himself feel better.

So Cyril just nodded, then stepped directly on the rotten leaves and took a step forward so that her entire body was within the sight of the long-haired wolf.

Didn't move?

This may be the tacit understanding that the three-person team had when they did not choose to separate.

Sully didn't understand the look Cyril gave him when he walked out, but the Master of Consciousness Stream - no, he realized in an instant that Cyril's look meant that he would go first in this match.

Whether it was in the hope of a good start or something else, he had given up the idea of ​​exposing himself.

Even if he thought so, the three of them had actually been seen by the long-haired wolf early in the morning.

However, because they were too close to Suli and were masked by the aura of the Last Work, the wolf did not take the initiative to attack.

I also wondered if there might be another possibility.

For example, compared to a smooth-skinned mouse that is plump, clean, and hairless, and looks like it can be eaten directly without even peeling its fur, it may be more difficult for humans wearing clothes to eat it...

So that's why the wolf chose not to attack them right away?

It's still hard to believe that the final work can really completely resist the monster.

Even if this thing has clear records of its effects in some books, I wouldn't dare to gamble with Suli's safety.

Suli was pulled by the boy and after walking around in a big circle, he hid in a subtle position where he could see the battlefield perfectly but would not be discovered by the wolf.

The battle of RPG players begins.

Suli muttered to himself and looked at the court.

But after three minutes, he was confused.

"Before the elements condense into entities that I can see, do they still have the ability to attack each other or harm others or other things?"

Sully suddenly felt that this experience might help him to learn various information more conveniently than staying in Custer's laboratory to do various tests.

"I don't know." He showed a confused expression.

Of course, his vision was different from Sully's. He could clearly see that the long-haired wolf and Cyril had already had several confrontations not far away.

Whether it was the changes in the concentration of the elemental factors or the surging force generated by a head-on physical collision, they all appeared to be extremely powerful.

It was completely different from when Cyril was beaten by the Son/Woman Legion.

But Sully couldn't see.

Sully could not see any elemental changes. He could only see the fight between Cyril and the wolf, which was so absurd that each move was an attack and each move was countered.

Even the elbow joint of the hairy wolf can bend to a point that normal animals cannot do.

It was not known who was faster, but after hearing the sound of bones twisting from Cyril's arm, a chunk of skin was torn off the wolf's back, and blood splattered.

Then, the things that were originally invisible seemed to be suddenly given the ability to be seen. Suli could clearly see a large number of thin green threads in the air, some of which just formed a cross-cutting force, forcibly tearing off the fur on the wolf's back.

Although the price was the twisting of Cyril's left hand and a seemingly unavoidable fire attack right before his eyes.

It all happened in an instant.

It only took a moment for a tentative attack to turn into a life-and-death battle.

Her mouth was tightly pursed and her lips were pale.

Because he wasn't sure whether Cyril could win the battle.

In the process of being beaten unilaterally by the adults in the small building, Cyril developed a lot of skills in fighting people. If he faced an opponent of similar elemental strength, he could easily win by crushing him. But once he faced a monster of similar strength, Cyril, who had never fought a monster head-on, was bound to suffer some losses.

Moreover, the fighting style of monsters with the same elemental strength as Cyril is completely different from that of the aggressive Raven.

They were enemies with obvious savagery, but they also had some instinctive fighting skills honed from life and death experiences.

Cyril gradually became more aggressive.

His eyes uncontrollably turned into inhuman vertical pupils.

The clothes and hair that were burned into a mess by the elemental flames, as well as the twisted left wrist bone, did not become a hindrance, but instead became the source of Cyril's ferocity.

Can win.

When this thought came to her mind, Cyril's back had already been bent into an extreme position that only advanced dancers can do.

Afterwards, the power that was originally used to condense the wind element threads became the most useful acceleration prop.

Sully did not miss any scene, but he could only see Cyril's extreme speed as if he suddenly jumped from one point to another.

Assuming 24 frames per second, this sudden screen jump means that Cyril covered the ten-meter distance between himself and the long-haired wolf at a speed of 1/24 second.

The wind element condensed into a distinct color trace on his fist, and the light green color streaked across the air like a meteor, leaving a long trail.

The next second, Suli saw the long-haired wolf flying backwards several meters.

But the battle is not over yet.

When faced with a life-and-death crisis, the monster, like any other wild animal, will make two choices: escape or fight to the death.

The shaggy wolf chose the latter.

The subsequent battle was already expected.

Cyril won.

But when he sat down on the ground as if he was exhausted, the wolf had already fallen to the ground, breathing its last breath.

As Sully walked forward with a sigh in his heart, he suddenly felt Cyril suddenly turn her head and glare at him.

Except for the dark red scales that covered both sides of his cheeks, Cyril's eyes, which had always been round like a dog's, had completely turned into inhuman vertical pupils.

If the blue in Cyril's eyes was usually like sea water held in the palm of one's hand, always having an inexplicably soft aura, then now his erect blue pupils could only make people feel like ice cones being cut bit by bit by a sharp blade.

He paused in his movement to move forward, and only when Suli called him did he hurriedly take out the bandage and medicine from the space alchemy tool.

Then he hurriedly stuffed several rolls of bandages into Sully's hands.

When Sully was bandaging Cyril, he asked tentatively, "You, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

When Cyril's eyes were as sharp as icy cones, all I could think of was that I was going to be killed.

The threat of death was like the thread skill that Cyril had used before. Before the element became visible, it had already covered every aspect surrounding the other living creature.

"It's really uncomfortable." Su Li replied with a response that was not unresponsive.

"Uh...ah?" She looked at him stupidly.

"My thoughts right now feel like they were forcibly cut apart by two people."

A professional common sense with past game planning constantly tells Sully that players should fight with characters of equal strength, and then they can continue to play the game in the process of winning and upgrading again and again.

The other, however, is secretly cursing God for letting his children take risks, improving their so-called abilities, and engaging in so-called strengthening behaviors, only to see blood and broken bones in reality, which is simply heartbreaking.

"It's really uncomfortable." Suli emphasized.

Didn't I suddenly realize that I and Sully were not on the same channel?

I also realized that Sully didn't care about the meaning of Cyril's eyes and actions at all.

Sully might be the kind of person who, when Cyril completely lost his human appearance and turned into a non-human dragon form, could still call out his name seriously and say, "Lan Zhe cooked your favorite borscht tonight..."

Don't you think you need to change the word "maybe" to "definitely"?

For a moment, Prince Amikubi began to doubt whether there was something wrong with him.

It was not until Cyril regained consciousness and looked tired that he hurriedly took out the recovery potion that Lan Zhe had prepared from the brooch-shaped space alchemy item.

Cyril did not drink the medicine directly after receiving it. Instead, he clamped it between his knees, then used his right hand to forcefully bend his left hand. After making sure that the bones were aligned again, he opened the stopper of the medicine and drank half of it.

Suli once again showed a confused expression as if he didn't understand the truth.

"Are you still feeling bad?" He couldn't even tell himself who he was asking.

Cyril reached out his hand, took Sully's hand, and stood up. He said, "It's not a serious injury."

"I think I understand this fairly well." The corner of his mouth twitched.

Every time the man inside the building hammered the two children, he was able to inflict more serious injuries than this.

Then, Suli felt a strange gaze directed at him.

"So you're asking me this question?"

Why not cover your face and nod?

Suli pondered for a while and then said: "It's not so much that I feel uncomfortable, but that my consciousness is entangled in different directions."

Why did he show a confused look?

Suli translated what he had just said into human language: "That is to say, I am no longer uncomfortable."

There was nothing to feel bad about.

Unless he really suffers from uncontrollable schizophrenia one day, all the discomfort he feels on the mental level can be adjusted by himself.

Then, Suli focused his attention on the long-haired wolf whose breathing was almost non-existent.

Sully didn't ask Cyril any unnecessary questions. He just said, "After we give it the remaining half of the medicine, we should think about where to stay and what to eat tonight."

He was stunned again. He couldn't help but look at the bottle of medicine in Cyril's hand. His lips moved slightly, but he finally gave up and said those inappropriate words.

Their trio is too subtle.

Sully, who holds the last piece, is basically in the absolute neutral camp. And Cyril, who has awakened the blood of the monster, can be equated with leaning towards the monster even when he is not obviously leaning towards humans.

I myself am absolutely biased towards the human camp.

But he was influenced by Sully and could understand what Cyril did.

When Cyril poured the remaining half bottle of medicine into the wolf's mouth, he couldn't help but say, "Sully seems to have always understood the people around him."

This kind of understanding, in addition to the characteristics discovered by smart people from the details, is more of a self-evident attitude that Suli has never concealed.

He has always been able to accept all cognitions that are different from his own views. Of course, whether acceptance is equal to recognition depends on the different things he is facing.

Cyril finally took over the words: "Sully has always been like this."

In the battle with the long-haired wolf, Cyril could feel Sully's burning gaze all the time before he entered into a life-and-death struggle.

It was obvious that he wanted to jump out and pull him away, take him away, and keep him away from the danger and strange eyes.

Sully didn't want anything that shouldn't happen to him, to any of the cubs, or even to the adults.

Suli still resisted being injured and bleeding, even though it was a tradition in another world.

But this resistance was eventually suppressed by reason.

Sully chose to respect Cyril's opinion.

As for the medicine... Cyril was not yet conscious enough when she drank half and kept the other half.

The stinging pain from the wrist being twisted forcefully made her mind hazy and ethereal. When Cyril was thinking about the reason for leaving something behind out of instinct, Sully had already "seen" Cyril's inner thoughts.

The dragon boy is no longer 100% biased towards humans. To humans other than Suli, he has gradually been alienated.

But for Sully, it was just that Cyril had a greater empathy for the monster.

There's nothing wrong with it.

This mentality is far better than that of those high-level monsters who created monster civilization but do not take low-level monsters seriously.

After making sure that the wolf's breathing had become steady, Cyril continued with Sully's previous topic.

"During the previous battle with the wolf, my elemental perception was amplified. There is a river about three kilometers away from here. We can set up camp there next."

As for food, the training at Asa Academy did not completely prohibit students from bringing food. Of course, the dean would not ask them to prepare enough food for a full month in the space-type alchemy tool.

"Then let's hurry up." Suli silently took out a pen and paper from the inner pocket of his "Brave Costume".

"I want to summarize the concept of the wolf in my memory."

Cyril fell into deep thought.

"Have you figured out something that even I couldn't figure out during the battle?"

Sully only had a slight smile on his lips, and his platinum-blond hair was deliberately tilted toward his forehead as he lowered his head slightly, perfectly covering the green light in Sully's eyes.

Cyril suddenly felt a little chilly.

Then Sully whispered, "You don't want to know."

Cyril: ………………

…

Shortly after the three of them walked towards the direction of the river, the students who had been hiding in another direction and had previously been chasing after the low-level monster that was like a skinless rat, emerged from the darkness one after another.

One of them said: "I didn't catch the skinless rat, but I caught the long-silk wolf. Ha, what should I say? Thank you for the blessing of the God of Light?"

"Come on, Faulkner, don't tell me you want to kill this wolf."

The three students who were standing and watching the long-haired wolf showed surprised expressions to the man who had wanted to grab Sully's head before.

"A level five Silk Wolf is simply not an opponent we can defeat. If the instructor is really that easily deceived and gives you a high score, then that would be really impossible, right?" said the person in the middle among the three.

"Who cares about that? All I want is the fur of the Fire Elemental Silk Wolf."

The fur that Faulkner described is very nice.

The overall color is like flame, and the tips of its hair are faintly bright orange, which is dazzling and eye-catching.

Humans are the best at using everything about monsters.

Silk wolf fur can be used for more than just ornamental clothing.

Using the production methods of alchemy tools, the fur of the long wolf can also be used to make equipment that weakens the fire element, the skull can be made into a heart protector, and the thigh bone can be made into a bone blade.

When driven by a Fire Elementalist, the Bone Blade can increase the element's stable output, making combat more controllable.

How could this not make Faulkner, who is a fire element, excited?

So even if others say, "This wolf is Cyril's opponent, and he defeated it. If he had won, Cyril certainly had the right to deal with his defeated subordinates. This shows that he let go of the defeated and injured Long Silk Wolf, but it does not mean that you can hurt it." said the person on the far right of the three.

Faulkner sneered: "What do you mean?"

"Don't forget, in Class 2, my strength is also firmly in the top three. It was you who came up to me and said you wanted to team up with me before. What do you mean now?"

"What I mean is, I don't think you can beat Cyril, and we don't want to die."

Who knew that as soon as the classmate finished speaking, Faulkner launched a fierce attack.

When the former flew backwards with blood gushing out of the corner of his mouth, Faulkner pulled up one corner of his mouth and made a fake smile: "You can try and see if you are looking for death."

The overly blatant action startled the long-silk wolf that had been fed a recovery potion.

Faulkner had not yet realized it and was only concerned with his own selfish psychology.

Just when the wolf's claws were about to pierce his back, Faulkner was pulled hard by the person who initially questioned his behavior to avoid the attack.

"I've already told you, there's no need to come out, just go!"

"How can we possibly defeat the Long Silk Wolf!"

A level five monster is already on the higher end of the human spectrum, considering that humans are divided into seven levels, with each level having four levels of strength.

Especially when this wolf had barely eaten its fill, it had fought a very exhausting battle with Cyril.

For beasts, the strongest time is not when they are in their prime, but when they are hungry, injured, and full of ferocity.

——Red blood flowed across the chest of the student who pulled Faulkner.

The wolf's claws pierced the innocent students who had no intention of causing any trouble, but what really caused all this to happen was Faulkner's fleeting imagination of giving food to the hungry.

The wolf is well fed, so it won't continue to hunt them down in its half-dead state, right?

Faulkner turned and left.

The long-silk wolf was eventually knocked unconscious by Haiya who suddenly jumped out. The injured student was also rescued from the hands of the god of death by a potion that could make the soul of a suffering person escape from the body.

This experience, just as Dean Asa said, was ultimately to provide Suli with a new channel to obtain information.

As for the other students, they will not be runners-up, but if they still engage in various vile and mutually exclusive behaviors as in previous years, the college instructors will not let them off easily.

In previous years, there were no external enemies, and humans themselves are a species that is prone to internal strife when there are no external enemies, not to mention the existence of the concept of the Law of the Jungle.

The combination of various factors led to the situation in the past.

But now it is different.

The four words "monster civilization" should make all human beings alert.

Those who still want to persecute their peers should also be prepared to take responsibility.

…

By the small river outside Sangongli.

The three children, who were trying to get some hot food, fell silent.

Cyril asked, "Did you bring any kitchen utensils?"

Ask Cyril: "Can you use the element of wind to light a fire?"

Then the two looked at each other in silence.

It's very embarrassing.

I felt the battle, and I also got some intelligence on the first day, but the final difficulty was... I couldn't make a fire?

Both children finally set their sights on Sully.

The main focus is on height.

Finally, they both said at the same time: "Go tie up the wolf and set it on fire/Find a classmate who is a fire elementalist."

Apart from anything else, Sully, who can’t eat proper food, won’t grow taller!

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Suli: Yes, we were targeted.

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