Half a month later, Chen Zhong, wearing a set of storage magic tools, walked out of the dormitory.
Teaching building, tutor's office.
"Where are you going again?" Wu Feifei rubbed her forehead, feeling a little headache.
"I want to go out for a walk and see the world outside." Chen Zhong smiled and turned a blind eye.
Qin Qiang leaned closer and said, "It's a good thing to go out and see the world. I can approve the leave!"
"Okay, okay, you two..." Wu Feifei said helplessly, "How long will you be out for?"
Chen Zhong scratched his head. "If it's just a few days, I won't ask you for leave."
Wu Feifei frowned, "How long?"
"At least... two months?" Chen Zhong replied.
Wu Feifei's eyelids twitched.
Qin Qiang coughed and said, "Are you going to avenge the broken engagement? Things change over time, don't bully Chen Zhong, he's poor."
Chen Zhong smiled and said, "You saw that, what do you think? Is it cool?"
Qin Qiang clapped his hands in admiration and whispered, "A masterpiece written thousands of years ago is truly extraordinary. I'm so happy that I'm going to kick your sister Feifei off me. Don't even think about interrupting me while I'm reading! Do you have any other novel recommendations?"
"What are you two whispering about?" Wu Feifei scolded, "Why kick me off?"
Seeing Qin Qiang's eyes, Wu Feifei understood instantly, her face turned red, and she immediately pulled out the conical whip and raised it high in the office.
The surrounding instructors all shouted in horror, "Fei Fei, no!!!"
boom--
From afar, a wall of the teaching building exploded and flew into the sky, with a human figure trapped in it.
Taking back the whip, Wu Feifei's expression softened a bit. "You can ask for leave, but give me a message every week to let me know you're still alive."
"Okay." Chen Zhong's mouth twitched, "Sister Feifei, I'm leaving first."
After saying that, Chen Zhong jumped down from the big hole behind him. As he exerted force, several bricks fell down from the office.
…
With his backpack on his back and an orange cat following him, Chen Zhong disappeared at the end of Linglong Mountain Road.
On the path leading to the boys' dormitory.
Jia Shuangshuang, who had just picked up her lunch box, opened her phone and read the text message. She looked into the distance with a look of loss and worry, and murmured softly, "Come back soon."
Chen Zhongxian returned to Linglong City, walked through the rebuilt urban area, and entered his long-lost home.
It took Chen Zhong half a day to set up more than a dozen defensive spirit formations by himself. After checking them, he and his cat really began to look for materials for the fifth-grade spirit formations.
Those four materials are hard to find, so I have to prepare them in advance. Otherwise, when I am strong enough to arrange them, I will be faced with the embarrassment of being unable to cook without rice.
After leaving Linglong City, Chen Zhong no longer took the bus. Instead, he got a motorcycle and drove into the wilderness.
Traces of the beast tide could be seen along the way, and the entire earth looked like it had been plowed.
"The stem of the Holy Snow Lotus? The Holy Snow Soil?"
Chen Zhong opened his notebook, which contained very few pieces of information.
I heard that this thing grows in extremely cold places. There is only one snow-capped mountain around Linglong City, and it takes ten hours to drive there.
Xiling!
Chen Zhong had been to Xiling Snow Mountain in his previous life. He wondered what the scenery of Xiling Snow Mountain would be like in this parallel world a thousand years later.
But after checking online, I found that the area of Xiling is more than five times larger than the snow mountain in my previous life!
It can definitely be called a snowy area.
The boring journey began. The further away from the cities and villages, the more spiritual beasts Chen Zhong encountered, as well as countless desperate hunters dancing on the tip of their knives.
Then, the journey gradually became interesting.
Wherever the two tires passed, there were not only tire marks on the ground, but also corpses everywhere. Strangely, these corpses disappeared without a trace in a short time, leaving only a pool of water.
A walking god of death!
On the way, they passed another prosperous southwestern city, "Jinxiu City". From afar, they saw a large number of spiritual airships floating in the sky, and extremely prosperous skyscrapers towering above the earth.
When it comes to fancy things, Linglong City can't even catch up with Jinxiu City.
From a distance, the atmosphere of prosperity, decadence, and revelry was tangible. However, Chen Zhong stood in front of the desolate and dilapidated refugee camp, where ragged children were gnawing on the black bread on the ground.
The strong contrast told him that this was still the cruel era of wasteland reconstruction.
Looking at the homeless man wandering not far away, Chen Zhong stuffed the compressed biscuits he had just taken out and wanted to throw to the child into his mouth.
It is better to live a miserable life than to die, because only by living can you hope to change your destiny.
When you die, there is really nothing left.
After passing Jinxiu City, Chen Zhong abandoned the motorcycle because the temperature ahead dropped sharply and the road was too slippery.
Huh—huh—
The surrounding scenery was replaced by white, and a cold wind filled with ice spiritual power carried ice chips and blew down from the distant iceberg.
"It's so damn cold." Chen Zhong had to put on a few warming talismans to resist the ubiquitous ice spiritual power.
"Meow!" Big Orange said that he didn't feel anything at all.
However, this place can be regarded as a natural training environment for ice-type spiritual warriors.
Therefore, most of the spiritual warriors encountered along the way were of the ice type, and they all exposed their arms and thighs, enjoying themselves immensely.
"Huh?" Chen Zhong was stunned.
Because he found that the people in front of him were all ordinary people!
"Uncle, aren't you afraid of the cold?" Chen Zhong asked curiously, holding a dozen talismans in his pocket.
"Don't worry!" The leading uncle was very enthusiastic and lifted up his clothes. "We have a hot stove!"
Yoho!
On his lower abdomen, there was a palm-sized metal block wrapped around it. Inside, there was a burning red stone, which continuously generated warmth and spread throughout his body.
"This is the hot stove given to us by Lady Snow Girl, so that those of us living in the snowy mountains will no longer be frozen to death." The uncle laughed, then showed Chen Zhong his convoy.
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