"Yo ho, yo ho, the ancient boat road yo"

"The ancient ship's road leads to the mist of death!"

"Oh, oh, oh, a beacon to the dead."

"The pale light penetrates the confused road ahead!"

The huge dragon boat slowly floated down the river. There was naturally no wind in the underground world, so the sail hung weakly and the edges were somewhat dilapidated. A crow stood on top of the ferocious dragon head, glowing with cold light.

His eyes looked at them on the shore.

There were many people on the boat, standing neatly and densely in rows. These people were wearing black cloaks, with their heads lowered and their hands folded. They were as silent as a ghost ship, indifferent to everything around them. And the long song showed that

It came from among them, but no one could be seen speaking from a distance. As the singing gradually faded away, the dragon boat disappeared into the mist.

After a while, the river water gradually became clearer, and the underground river returned to its emerald green color. The corpses on the river disappeared without a trace along with the vision. Only then did Fang Plover walk to the wet bank and took out his bag.

He took out something and put it on his hand, then reached out and dipped it in the water. He was slightly startled, then straightened up, looked towards the direction where the dragon boat disappeared, and asked: "There were legends about that thing around here before.

?"

"Never heard of it," Sophie replied: "No one in the village told us about such a boat, but we didn't stay there long, so we can't be sure."

Fang Yu took this time to ask Miss Tata to search for relevant information in the community, but she got the same answer. There had never been any related legends in this area. Naturally, there was no mention of it in the information they bought.

, it didn’t even mention the Ander Rat Man, which is quite a lie.

Fang Plover asked Sophie again: "Where does this river lead?"

Sophie looked at him strangely: "Wait a minute, you don't want to chase down the river, do you?"

"I want to confirm first." Fang Plover replied.

"That's a place called the Bottomless Abyss. Dan-Loni and the others think it's the door to the Kingdom of the Dead. But I've seen that place, but it's just an underground cave. It may lead to the deep.

world, but it is still far away from the true center of the earth.”

"The night lizards should also know the direction of these underground rivers, right?" Fang Plover suddenly asked.

Sophie glanced at him: "Do you doubt that the Jefflett Red Team will take the water route?"

Fang Plover replied: "The premise is that the night lizards have experience in navigating underground channels."

"Of course they do, and when it comes to understanding the underground world, the Underworld hunters can't compare to the Underworld hunters."

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly saw Fang Plover walking towards a mushroom tree nearby, standing under the tree, summoning the Walker Type III, and ordered it to strike the thick mushroom base with a sword, causing sawdust to fly. Fang Plover bent down to pick it up.

He picked up one of the pieces, squeezed it with his hands, and then nodded with satisfaction.

“The softness and hardness are moderate, and the density is okay.”

Then he said to her: "Ask your people to help cut down some trees, and we will find a way to build two boats."

"Okay," Sophie agreed immediately. It made people feel relaxed to be paired with smart people. She thought for a moment and said, "I will let them divide into two teams and search downstream to see if they can find Jeffreyt."

The trail left by the redcoats.”

"Okay." Fang Yu nodded.

The two sides immediately took action, and it didn't take long for the Silver Vislan people to make some gains downstream. They found a recently abandoned camping site there, which was the night lizard camp. It was quite large, with about a hundred people at least.

There are traces of multiple boats being dragged into the water near the camp, and human shoe prints are left on the wet river bank. All clues indicate that the Jefflett Red Team left not long ago.

This news made Fang Pliong and Sophie feel equally puzzled. They still haven't figured out how Jefflett's red team got in front of them.

The people of Silver Vislan brought back the felled mushroom trees from the lower reaches. These huge mushrooms are different from their delicate cousins. This is a real underground forest. The fungus base and stipe have long been lignified, and the density is also low.

Moderately produced, the aborigines used them as building materials, so they are naturally suitable for shipbuilding.

Sophie also sent a person to look for him. The person was a naturalist, a young man, not much older than Jita. When he saw Fang Plover, he smiled and said: "Boss, Your Highness the Princess asked me to help you."

Very busy."

"Boss?" Fang Yu was stunned by this weird title.

"In the Chinese competition area, those who can control the flexible structure to that level are without exception the big guys. Even if they are not now, they will be in the future." The young man complimented.

Fang Yu couldn't help but smile when he heard what he said was interesting. To this day, no one has ever said that he is a big boss. Whether it is Scarpe or Attila, even Sylvester only thinks of him as a mere idiot.

Just a kid.

He couldn't help but ask: "What is your name?"

"My community ID is Dianmo dyed green bamboo, you can just call me Zhuzi, boss." The young man replied: "Boss, why don't you join our guild? It's more than enough for you to join our team at your level."

Fang Yu smiled slightly and shook his head.

Naturally, he would not be unhappy if someone came to help. Her Royal Highness the Princess of Silver Vislan was really attentive and knew that he might not have the blueprints. Of course, the general selectors would not have studied these canoes and small boats, so

Then he would ask a naturalist to help him.

But to be honest, Sophie's team is really well-equipped. Except for the fact that there is no combat craftsman, probably because such high-level combat craftsmen are not easy to find, there are all kinds of other professions available, including rare items such as naturalists.

have.

Don't forget that there is only one naturalist in the entire guild of Tapolis, and we have to wait for Jita's single seedling to take shape. Of course, the single seedling here is not talking about Jita itself. And here, Fang Plover glanced at the opponent's hand

If you read the magic book, you will know that the other party is the real thing. A reserve youth training team is already of such a standard. This shows the strength of the top guild in the Chinese competition area.

However, he was still noncommittal about the other party's request, which must have been Sophie's intention.

When the young man saw that he didn't answer, he didn't ask any further questions and just cooperated with him in his work.

The greatest ability of a naturalist is the ability to construct reality through the book of fantasy. Through the special ability of the magic book, he can faithfully reproduce the characters, objects and scenes recorded in the book. There are two types of reproduction methods, one is realistic and the other

It's specialization.

The former is like a plain narrative, paying more attention to restoration. The summoned scene can almost be fake, but it cannot be modified on this basis. How powerful the original thing is, the naturalist has to pay the corresponding amount of magic power.

The latter is an exaggerated expression technique, such as summoning a magical forest to attack intruders, or turning a lifeless armor into a puppet that can be manipulated, or reducing the characteristics of the narrative object, such as

Let a giant dragon in the story turn into a miniature phantom summon and reappear in the world.

The second type of means is the naturalist's main attack ability, which is also flexible and versatile. For example, he can summon a real dragon, but he can also summon only a certain aspect of the dragon's abilities from the perspective of saving magic power.

.

After all, sometimes, stronger is not always better.

But here, what can really help Fang Plover is the first type of narrative. The young man opened the book, read out a story about a jungle adventure, and perfectly reproduced the song "Canoe" that appeared in it in front of Fang Plover.

"This is a 'manas' commonly used by the locals in Cape San Juan. It is a small boat suitable for traveling in narrow channels. It is the largest type. Each boat can carry fifteen people."

"Then we only need three boats." Fang Plover replied.

"Boss, you'd better hurry up, I can't support it for long." Dianmoqingzhu was sweating profusely. Although it was just a canoe, this method of reproducing details in every detail still made him, a semi-novice, somewhat agitated.

Too much to eat.

"Give me a few dozen seconds."

"Tens of seconds?"

Fang Plover had already raised his hands and closed his eyes. The structure points on the mushroom tree in front of him were densely packed, like stars.

In the eyes of the ink-stained green bamboo, the bow, hull, stern, and complete trunk of the mushroom tree started to take shape from multiple directions. It was not that he had never seen an alchemist build something before, but this was the first time that it looked like this.

Thirty-two seconds later, the prototype of a canoe appeared in front of the two of them. Fang Pliance had time to check the experience of his craftsman system. After the previous seven-level trial was successful, the converted experience was injected into his system.

Among them, but it is too difficult to upgrade later. It takes a lot of experience to accumulate a third of the way to level nine.

Then he opened his eyes and said to the ink-stained green bamboo beside him: "Okay, you can undo it."

The green bamboo stained with ink only reacted with an 'ah' sound, and the canoe constructed in front of him suddenly disappeared. He looked straight at Fang Pulver, with his mouth wide open and unable to close for a long time, and stammered:

"Big, big brother, you, you, you... you are the one in the Continental League, that... that..."

As for the words '...then, that player', he was so excited that he couldn't say it out anyway.

Fang Yu glanced at the other party, a little surprised: "You actually still pay attention to the mainland league?"

Except for alchemists, ordinary people really don’t pay much attention to such off-the-beaten-path life and career competitions.

"I'm a loyal fan of Wandering Ma'er, and I happened to be at that episode of his show..." Dianmo Ranqingzhu suddenly shouted again: "Boss, are you really that contestant!? Oh my God, how much do you know?

Are people looking for you?"

Fang Yu was a little speechless for a moment. Of course he knew how many people were looking for him, and I'm afraid there were many more people than the other party had imagined. The military, the Jeflett Redcoat Team, the Silver Forest Spear, and now there might even be more

Plus a dragon worshiper.

But he was a little curious: "How did you see this?"

"Four-line operation, right?" Dianmo Ranqingzhu asked tentatively: "That is the ancient technology on the Yuanhai Scroll. I heard that Covenant Mountain also studied this direction before, but unfortunately they were framed later.

, in fact, many people in China do not agree with that penalty.”

Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, vaguely feeling that something was wrong. He couldn't help but stop and ask: "Yuanhai Changjuan? Covenant Mountain?"

How is this related?

But the ink-stained green bamboo was obviously in high spirits, and did not hear the subtext of his words at all, and said enthusiastically: "Yes, in fact, to put it bluntly, everyone is privately exploring the legacy left behind, but there is no

Come to think of it, you were the first one to show it."
To be continued...