It is difficult to describe Chen Daolin's mood when he woke up in words. It was a kind of happiness that survived the disaster and a surprise for life.

The moment he opened his eyes, Chen Daolin was never so moved: It’s great to be alive!

Then he began to examine his situation.

He found himself lying on a soft "bed", let's say it's a bed.

This is something like a soft hammock. It seems to be a huge leaf, soft and smooth. When lying on it, the whole person is nestled in it, and his body is well supported, without any pain.

It seems like a house, or it seems to be a cave of some kind, surrounded by fine vine-like things woven together, and the green looks are all over the place.

As I breathed, the air was filled with freshness.

Chen Daolin lowered his head and saw that his shirt had been pulled out, and several thick green leaves were placed on his chest and behind him, and he could smell a cool smell of medicine.

The chest hurt a little, but it was not too serious and was in a tolerable level.

"No matter what, I'm still alive." Chen Daolin sighed.

This kind of life after the disaster made him feel like he had died once, and his whole mind became calm.

After watching silently for a while, he began to try to move his hands and feet.

As soon as he moved, he heard a crisp ringtone. Chen Daolin discovered that there was a bell tied to the green hammock he was lying on. With a gentle move, the bell rang.

Soon, the green vine curtain on the wall was lifted open, and a figure walked in, came to Chen Daolin's bedside, and looked at him.

This is a beautiful face, delicate and delicate facial features, and a hint of pity in his eyes. However, the long ears that obviously exceed human standards clearly show the identity of this person - not to mention that behind this person there is a pair of translucent thin wings like dragonflies.

Just an elf, Chen Daolin made the first judgment. Based on the information he had previously mastered, the second judgment was: this is a flying elves of the grass and trees tribe. According to Lanlan's description, it should be a small tribe among the elf tribe.

Alas, Lanlan... Lanlan... I am separated from her. I don’t know if she will be anxious about me and be sad about me.

This elf looks not old last year, and her face is obviously a bit immature. She is obviously just a little girl, but her smile is very kind.

Chen Daolin tried to open his lips. The elf immediately pressed his shoulder.

“%￥￥@&%%…”

She said something, but then seemed to realize something. She smiled slightly and said again, Chen Dao could finally understand it.

"Ah, I almost forgot that you are a human. But I don't speak very well in your Roland Empire."

Her voice sounded very nice. Chen Daolin looked at the young elf and whispered: "May I ask, where am I?"

"I saved you." The elf's laughter was crisp and beautiful: "My brother and I went to ambush the orcs who broke into the territory together, and then found you. Although my brother was reluctant, I still rescued you." The elf said this and sighed: "It's a pity that my brother is not very happy."

Chen Daolin was silent for a while, then spoke carefully: "My wound..."

"You are so seriously injured. Fortunately, my brother asked some juice from the elders for the natural tree. However, my brother said that because you are not an elf, it is difficult for you humans to trigger the reaction of natural elements, so the juice of the natural tree may have a slightly worse effect on you. If it were our elf, such injuries would have been cured long ago."

Chen Daolin was silent for a while, silently thinking about the elf's words. Then he looked into the other party's eyes and said sincerely for a while: "Thank you! Thank you for saving my life!"

"We elves are life-loving races." The elves smiled: "But, are you from the Tulip Family? I saw the patterns on your armor. I often hear the name of the tulip family, and it seems to be a famous family."

(tulip……)

Chen Daolin felt a little bitter. It seemed that he always suffered a loss when he encountered this tulip.

"I... am not from the Tulips family." He immediately denied it.

"Really?" The young female elf opened her eyes wide, as if she was a little unbelievable: "But... I think the accent you speak is very much like a tulip! Your Roland Empire has a strong northwest accent. Our tribe often interacts with some human merchant groups, and my human language is still learned from those people. I can tell your accents."

Northwest accent?

Chen Daolin could not answer this question - he didn't understand the language of this world at all. He only mastered the language of human beings in this world by simply relying on the blessing of Lanlan's art of communicating language.

In other words, the human language (Roland Empire) he spoke of in this world actually completely replicated blue language ability, including accent, all of which were purely replicated blue language habits.

The young female elf seemed to be very kind and had a very pure and kind personality. She helped Chen Daolin up and took the initiative to feed him a few sips of water.

"Your injury will be almost ready to get out of bed in three days. This was told by the elder in person. Moreover, when I ambushed those orcs, I picked up a bag beside you. I think it must be not the orcs, it should be yours."

"Thank you." Chen Daolin really didn't know what else he could say besides saying thank you. He asked carefully: "So... how long have I been in a coma?"

"It's been six days." The elf sighed: "It's a pity that several human merchants came to our tribe yesterday, but you haven't woken up, otherwise you could leave with them."

Six days.

Chen Daolin was silent for a long time - Lanlan didn't know how it was now? Will she be killed? Or...

My mood suddenly became bad. When I recalled the scene where I encountered an orc attack with Lan Lan, I fainted first, and Lan Lan seemed to be still resisting... Did she run away? Could something happen?

"I..." Chen Daolin said with difficulty: "I would like to ask, did you see other humans when you found me? I have a companion..."

The elf hesitated for a moment, looked at Chen Daolin, and whispered, "Sorry, I have not seen any other humans except you." After a pause, he looked at Chen Daolin's eyes, the elf comforted him, "This may be a good thing. Those orcs have the habit of carrying captives, because they can eat people. So since your companion is not in the hands of the orcs, it means they may have escaped. Otherwise, they will be caught by the orcs regardless of their lives."

Chen Daolin thought for a while and felt a little relieved.

After a while, he whispered, "Can I see my bag?"

"certainly."

Soon, the elf brought Chen Daolindel's mountaineering bag over.

Chen Daolin carried this mountaineering bag on his back and did not separate when he was captured by the orcs.

"That's what I did when I found it." The female elf saw Chen Daolin staring at the bag and seemed to be a little dazzled, and quickly explained: "I haven't turned over your stuff. The gods are above us, and we elves are all honest."

"I believe it." Chen Daolin said seriously.

The bag was obviously turned over by those hateful orcs, and most of the food inside, such as compressed biscuits, dehydrated beef, etc., was thrown away by those ignorant orcs.

Fortunately, some daily necessities were not thrown away because they were placed at the bottom. Fortunately, Chen Daolin found the medicine he had stored in the interlayer.

He first took two anti-inflammatory and antibiotics - he suffered such severe trauma. Although these elves had been treated by him, Chen Daolin, who had died once, dared not place his life completely on the medical level of this world - if such severe trauma, if infected, he would kill his life!

When taking anti-inflammatory drugs to prevent infection, the elf stared at her beautiful eyes, with a little curious look in her eyes, and finally couldn't help asking: "Is this your human medicine? I heard from your human businessmen that your tulip family produces some magical medicines."

"I... am really not from the Tulip family." Chen Daolin didn't want to be related to the unlucky name, and secondly, he really didn't want to deceive his savior: "This is my own medicine, and it has nothing to do with the Tulip family."

After a pause, he continued, "As for my armor, the tulip pattern on it, it was just a coincidence and accident."

"Your armor..." The elf suddenly smiled with a playful look: "I have seen your armor. You are such a poor person. You must have been deceived by a black-hearted businessman. The breastplate is as fragile as wood. I stabbed it with a knife and pierced it."

(Is it the FRP good? It’s not real metal?) Chen Daolin smiled bitterly. FRP things are usually performed costumes used by COSPLAY troupes.

"I just said, you must not be from the Tulip family... How could the Tulip family produce such poor armor?" For some reason, Chen Daolin clearly felt that when this young female elf mentioned "tulips", she always had a sense of yearning and admiration in her tone: "I have seen a shield produced by a tulip family brought by a human businessman, which are all very solid things. Your inferior product must have been a black-hearted businessman who deceived you."

All right.

Chen Daolin closed his mouth and thought silently in his heart.

This time I came here, and I carried several important equipment: the electric baton played some role in dealing with the demon wolf. The crossbow and the all-steel kitchen knife also played some roles.

The only thing that had no value at all was the armor - its defense was almost zero, and because of the unlucky tulip pattern, it also caused some minor trouble to me.

However, this female elf seemed very excited - as if she had a strong interest in Chen Daolin, a human, or had a very strong worship plot for the "tulip".

"What a pity, I thought I had saved a Tulip family. I have heard of various legends about the Tulip family since I was a child. Every time those human merchants come to us, they will talk about the Tulip family, especially the magical good things they produce. I heard that the Tulip family workshops can make the most beautiful and gorgeous clothes in the world, and they can weave the softest and smoothest fabrics with silk. The cloaks they produce are beautiful like sunsets... The bows and arrows they produce can shoot more than a thousand steps. And..."

Chen Daolin couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous when he looked at this female elf.

Is this... really an elf? The legendary noble, proud, but a stubborn and traditional elf?

And this girl is clearly a "tulip fan".

Chen Daolin had to interrupt her and whispered, "I'm very sorry. That... you saved my life, I don't know your name yet. My name is Daolin."

"Barossa." The female elf's smile was pure: "My friends call me Bubu."

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