Chapter 21
On the next morning, after recovering his physical strength, Zhao Chuanxin returned to the elf tribe and got the reward of the last two years of life.

Then, he was surprised to find that there seemed to be nothing for him here!
It's like playing a game, full of enthusiasm, busy doing tasks, playing, and running out of tasks.

No more upgrades, no more fighting monsters, no more equipment.

Can the diary be lost?
Although nothing happened to him, the world in the diary continued.

[The tree people joined the battle, and the eight tribes fell into a passive state. 】

【The short body of the elf elf goes forward and dies one after another. 】

[Blood flowed like a river! 】

[A treant just trampled a group of ant-men into meatloaf, when a flying birdman put it in his pocket with advanced pocket technology. 】

[The armor of the beetle tribe failed to withstand the test and was trampled to death by the tree man! 】

[Corpse everywhere! 】

[The invaders finally lost after dedicating a lot of their lives to the forest goddess. 】

[The victors did not cheer, only mourning everywhere. 】

[The losers have learned a painful lesson, and it is unknown whether they will make a comeback. 】

Zhao Chuanxin was a little silent.

He is a born optimist, and he hates such human tragedies the most.

[The supreme elder of the forest elves came to me covered in blood and said: Stranger, everything is over.The forest is at peace, blood is a sacrifice to the satyr goddess, and we are balanced.And you are the most important person in all of this.You will always be our friend of the elves. 】

Zhao Chuanxin didn't write anything, he didn't know what to say.

[Seeing that I didn't speak, the Supreme Elder left.The chatterbox spirit came, he smiled wretchedly, gave me a new lantern flower, and said to me: Stranger, there is nothing to do here without you, we have all paid a terrible price, we have nothing to offer I can reward you.This flower will guide you out of the Shadow Forest.Go, get back your world. 】

Have a heart!
Zhao Chuanxin scratched his head and scratched the stubble on his cheek.

During these days, he participated in everything both passively and actively.Even the beard is quite long, so it's not so prickly.

Although he was speechless, he was about to say goodbye, so he still had to say something.

So I wrote: "I said to the smug elf: Well, there is one more thing. I'm still thinking about Birdman's pocket technology, do I still have a chance to get it?"

[Talking Elf: ...]

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

[The chatterbox elf seems unwilling to talk to me anymore. 】

[Just when I was guided by a bright light to walk out of the Shadow Forest.The forest elves who were enslaved in the mausoleum before chased after them. 】

[It said to me: Stranger, you haven't said goodbye to me yet, I am lucky to have survived this cruel war.I heard that you are thinking about Birdman's pocket technology.I'll give you a clue, maybe you'll gain something.Birdmen are outsiders of the Shadow Forest. They originally lived in a place in the north of the Shadow Forest. Where it is now occupied by humans, you can inquire about it. 】

And a windfall?

【I thanked it and left the Shadow Forest. 】

[I came to the store outside the Shadow Forest. 】

[The owner of the old man received me.He asked me: Stranger, I am surprised that you came out of the Shadowwood alive.What is in your hand?Oh, it is the precious lantern flower of the elves. People have been asking me to buy this kind of flower.So, stranger, would you sell? 】

[The owner gave the price: the lifespan of a lantern flower is 1 year. 】

[I have three lantern flowers in my hand now, should I sell them all? 】

Zhao Chuanxin's mind turned quickly.

There is no doubt that lantern flowers are extremely useful.

Among the spelled lantern flowers, one led him to the Great Mausoleum, the other to the Treant Tribe, and the last one allowed him to walk out of the Shadow Forest.

At the same time, he also mastered the spell of the lantern flower.

However, he can't use that much.

Moreover, Zhao Chuanxin had an idea and wrote: "I will sell two of them, and I asked the shopkeeper if he would like to buy the spell of the lantern flower?"

Zhao Chuanxin's spell for selling lantern flowers is not true at all.

Why?

Those elves have slapped him several times, this time it is a reciprocation.

[The shopkeeper was extremely surprised: Stranger, you actually mastered the spell of the elf lantern flower, what a surprise.Strangers, you must have gained their true friendship.Although lantern flowers without spells are favorites of gardening lovers, lantern flowers with spells have souls.I am willing to spend 5 years of my life to buy the mantra in your head. 】

Zhao Chuanxin sold two lantern flowers and spells.

[The owner gave the latest product list: a poisoned dagger with a lifespan of 6 to six months. 】

[Physical potion: 8 months of lifespan. 】

[A mechanical clown toy made of elves, a product of the steam age, will twist wildly after being wound: 1 year lifespan. 】

As for the poison dagger, Zhao Chuanxin couldn't figure out what effect this thing could have.

The stamina potion, after going to the Shadow Forest, the value of this thing is reflected.

Therefore, stamina potions must be purchased.

Zhao Chuanxin was a little confused about the last mechanical clown toy.

It's an antique?
Not to mention in the diary, even in reality, he is considered an art craftsman, but he is not willing to touch antiques.Because you can't eat it, you can't use it, and it's so expensive.

However, according to the theorem of "the more useless it looks, the greater the value", Zhao Chuanxin decided to grit his teeth and buy it.

This diary seems harmless to humans and animals, but it is actually very anti-routine.

5瓶体力药剂,1个机械小丑玩具,直接花了他5年4个月的寿命,还剩1年6个月的寿命到账。

Still waiting to continue, but suddenly looked up and saw Yu Dakun coming with something.

"Xiao Zhao, I brought you some sun-dried hazel mushrooms, but I can't sell anything else. Thanks to your help, otherwise the sheep would have been lost."

Zhao Chuanxin took it over without any hassle.

"nice one!"

Yu Dakun rubbed his hands, not knowing how to answer.

Generally, when sending something, everyone will decline back and forth.

It's good for Zhao Chuanxin, he doesn't know humility at all.

Yu Dakun sneered: "Well, then I'll go back."

"Go slowly, Brother Yu."

Not long after, the youth "workers' group" led by Defu came.

The snot-nosed baby said with admiration: "Uncle, my father said that you are old and powerful. No one dares to spend the night in Laoyinggou. You are the first in Lugangling Village."

Zhao Chuanxin put away the dried hazel mushrooms: "Your father is right."

It's impossible to treat the children directly.

"My father also said that you are amazing."

"My family also said."

Got it!
ONE night in Laoyinggou, I, Zhao Chuanxin, became famous in one battle.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't find Zhao Hongzhi, so he asked Defu, "Where did Hongzhi's child go?"

Telford thought for a while: "Maybe I went to see his condom."

Just as he was about to ask what the trick was, he saw Zhao Hongzhi rushing over excitedly carrying something.

"Uncle, I got a pheasant."

What the little guy was carrying was a long-feathered pheasant.

A group of kids all showed envy.

"Take it back to make up for my grandma and my mother."

Zhao Chuanxin hurriedly stopped: "Wait, I'll give you money, you take it back to buy meat for your mother, this pheasant is sold to me."

As he said that, he put all the copper coins that he had changed for shopping during this period on the rope, and stuffed them into Zhao Hongzhi's arms all at once.

Zhao Hongzhi took the copper coin, feeling a little dazed.

His family may have savings, but they never show it to him.

The same goes for the other snot-nosed babies, seeing so much money for the first time.

"What are you doing in a daze, take it back to your mother. If your mother doesn't accept it, just say that I don't want it back. If your mother accepts it, then treat it as if I didn't say anything."

As soon as the dried hazel mushrooms were delivered, there was a pheasant immediately, which is God's will.

Since it was God's will to let him stew chicken with mushrooms, it's God's will.

(End of this chapter)

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