miss mist go with the flow

The underwear grid is at the bottom of the closet, all white cloth tube tops and white shorts. I don't know whether it is because the variety of clothes in this world is too poor, or the original owner prefers simple and clean.

Inexplicably, Amy thought of the scene when she put on and took off these underwear for the first time. At that time, she was too shy to open her eyes, for fear of making a move that would tarnish this perfect body, but now she can calmly face the elves in the mirror. Body, choose underwear with your own preferences.

The adaptability of human beings is so good, a few months is enough for her to become another self.

Most of the "collections" in the wardrobe are gorgeous long dresses with complicated styles, high-grade fabrics visible to the naked eye, and various accessories are also extraordinary. Gemstone brooches of different shapes can fill a wooden box.

Amy also likes to wear these beautiful skirts and appreciate her beauty, but she plans to build her own small kitchen today, and it is not convenient to work in long skirts.

So she turned her gaze and moved to the small compartment on the left side of the closet.

In this one-foot-wide upper and lower compartments are hung the few sets of light attire that the original Miss Elf had.

Amy rubbed her chin and chose a short-sleeved top to put on.

The temperature in autumn is neither too hot nor too cold, and the elves' physique exceeds that of ordinary humans. Even if they move too much and occasionally expose their lower abdomen and navel, they should not catch a cold.

The bottoms are close-fitting trousers, which perfectly outline the curve from the buttocks to the legs, but the fabric is not a hard plastic material, and it feels very smooth to the touch.

Amy did a stretching exercise in front of the mirror, and was very satisfied with her appearance today.

Lively, vigorous, youthful - this is today's theme!

Life is like this, some things have become a fact, since you can't resist, just enjoy it.

Pushing away the wooden house, the cool wind passed through the branches and brushed Amy's hair. The girl didn't go downstairs along the rope ladder, but bent her knees and jumped down.

A fruit basket was hung on a wooden stake beside the tree house, and there were a few light blue wild fruits in it, exuding a sweet smell.

As the owner of the misty forest, Amy enjoys the offerings of magical beasts as a matter of course. Sweet and delicious melons and fruits are available all year round, and she will adjust the taste according to her requirements.

There were a few wolf hairs faintly left beside the stake, and it was Bobby the Timberwolf who came to deliver the food today.

Amy thanked in her heart, picked up a fruit, wiped off the dew, and took a small bite.

The taste of the fruit is similar to lime, but with a little more sweetness, quite juicy, and a great taste.

While enjoying her own breakfast, the girl began to look inside her body.

As a time traveler, Amy certainly has her own golden fingers.

It's just that her golden finger is quite special, and Ami didn't fully understand it after several months of groping, and only found out some basic information with guesswork.

To put it simply, whenever Amy completes certain events, she will receive a random gift from Goldfinger, which is very similar to the game's task system.

But the trouble is that Amy does not have a visualized character panel, nor can she tell which events are the tasks of cheating.

The rewards given by Goldfinger are random and very stingy.

Over the past few months, the best reward Amy has received is nothing more than a spell called "Water Mirror Formation", which uses the magic power of water elements around her to shape a mirror, which is completely non-aggressive and basically defenseless ability.

Amy doesn't know the level of magic in this world, but this kind of spell looks cheap at first glance, and it's probably just a street trick.

What she can confirm now is that the visit of the merchant Roland, similar to the monthly supplies of some games, is judged as a "mission event" and can be rewarded by the golden finger system, and she can also purchase some external supplies through Roland .

The expenses in this area are all deducted from Misty's manuscript fee, and Amy doesn't care, anyway, she has never seen her own manuscript fee.

According to Roland, all the manuscript fees for Mr. Miwu's book are stored in Phoenix's treasury, which is managed by the investment and financial management department of the chamber of commerce, and the amount is not cheap.

Amy's internal vision was over soon, and there were still only a few barren tricks in her spell list.

Create Water, Remove Dust, Breeze, Harden Earth and Stone, Shape Water Mirror...

However, she recently found a magic notebook left by the original owner of the body, which recorded content related to scroll making, as well as a few less complicated attack spells. With her understanding ability, she should be able to master it soon.

Amy sensed the trickle of magic power in her body again, and sure enough, the reward of the "monthly task" was a small increase in magic power.

This small range is not Amy's exaggeration, it is really very small, the magnitude is about Amy's five-day natural increase in magic power, and if she concentrates on meditation, she can accumulate it in three or four hours.

Amy sighed, the monthly shipwreck made her feel a little delicate.

The fruit was eaten soon, and Amy's spirit was revived.

With her hands on her hips, she looked at the half-built wooden house on the open space and decided to build a roof on it today.

Life should go on, and the cute and charming Amy will not be easily defeated!

The girl came to the right side of the open space bouncing around. Roland's visit yesterday slightly delayed the progress of the project, and there was still a wooden wall to complete the encirclement.

She picked up the ax by the side of the wooden house with one hand, raised it over her shoulder with a whoosh, and was about to split the stacked logs, when she suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood in her nose.

This made Amy instantly alert. She lived in the depths of the forest for several months and had never seen other people's blood except for the regular bleeding incidents on her body.

Is there an invasion by foreign enemies?

Amy climbed up the rope ladder with an axe, and checked the magic circle map in the wooden house—this is the defense method left by the original owner of the body. Through the magic circle map in the house, you can perceive the state of the "thorn barrier" outside the forest area, so that Spot invading enemies and settle battles quickly.

The strange thing is that there is no abnormal reaction on the formation map, which means that there is no existence of being judged as "foreign enemy".

Amy's slender eyebrows couldn't help but frowned, she jumped down to the second floor, and blew a frequency-specific whistle.

Ow! !

There was a rustling sound among the trees, and not long after, a two-meter-tall blue-white forest wolf rushed out quickly.

This is Timberwolf King Bobby. He ran too fast and almost hit the half-finished wooden house. His paws rubbed two deep marks on the ground because of the sudden braking.

Amy stood on tiptoe and touched the fur on the giant wolf's neck, and said softly, "There is a bloody smell in the woods, take me there to have a look."

The giant wolf understood its master's words, bent its legs and lowered its body.

Amy turned over and rode on the giant wolf, grabbed the long hair around the wolf's neck, and then lowered her body.

rustling like the wind——

The Timberwolves' movements were extremely fast, and the sound of wind whistled in Amy's ears in an instant. If it weren't for her strong physical fitness, she really wouldn't dare to play like this.

The Timberwolves didn't run very far, and stopped in a dozen seconds. Because it was carrying Amy, it consciously slowed down its "braking action" and stopped more smoothly.

Amy straightened her body and saw the source of the bloody smell.

On the edge of the stream where she usually fetches water, a figure in black clothes is lying against a tree. Her dark blue hair covers her cheeks, so she can't see her exact appearance, but judging from her body curves, she should be a woman.

One of the woman's hands was hanging on the edge of the stream, and the red liquid slid down her fingertips and dripped into the stream.

As if feeling threatened, the Timberwolves bared their teeth and stared fiercely at the injured woman.

Amy didn't go forward directly, she sat on the wolf's back and waited for a while, and then got off the wolf's back after making sure that the woman didn't respond.

"Are you ok?"

Ami waved her hand and asked a few meters away, but the woman still didn't respond.

"Can you answer me? If you need help, please speak up."

Amy yelled again, but the blue-haired woman remained silent.

Amy thought for a while, picked up a dry branch on the ground, and poked it twice near the woman's shoulder.

This is not her delusion of being persecuted, but from the necessary caution of the traversers.

The original owner of this elven body was a powerful magician. All she inherited was an empty shell, which basically knew nothing, and the magic power was pitifully weak. If she was not careful, she might finish playing at any time.

The woman who was poked still didn't respond. Amy glanced at Bobby next to her. With the scene of this big dog towning, she felt more confident, and stepped forward cautiously to observe the woman's state.

The woman's head was tilted to one side, and she was breathing very weakly. The clothes on her body should be general-purpose swordsmen's uniforms. The white cloth on her chest was stained red with blood. Through the gap in the collar, Amy could see a deep The wound still oozes blood.

No wonder there was no response, such a serious injury, coupled with excessive blood loss, this person has fallen into a coma.

Amy felt a little tricky. The concept from the earth world made her unable to watch the injured woman die, but this person passed through the magic thorns without a sound and appeared in her living area, making her aware of the danger again.

This entanglement came to a conclusion when Amy brushed aside the woman's hair and saw her face.

She had a very beautiful face. Although her eyes were closed, her brows were slightly wrinkled, her face was pale, and her lips were bloodless, her facial features still made Amy feel what beauty was.

This kind of beauty is different from Amy's ostentatious beauty, it is the kind of introverted and gentle beauty, the more she looks at it, the more she likes it.

Amy clenched her fists tightly, her thoughts followed her facial features, such a beautiful big sister is unlikely to be a bad person, save people first and then talk!

She knocked on her storage ring and found a bottle of light green potion.

This is a gift left by the original owner of the body. According to the description on the note on the bottle, it is the kind of extremely effective healing magic potion.

Amy has other healing methods, but this is the best choice right now.

She pried open the swordsman's big sister's lips and tried to pour the medicine, but the effect was not good. The light green medicine slipped down the corner of her lips, which made Amy feel distressed for a while.

After thinking for a while, she tore off a leaf from a small tree nearby, rolled it into a funnel shape, and stuffed it into the swordsman's mouth.

It was much better now, half a bottle of potion slowly seeped into her mouth, the body of Miss Swordsman lit up with light green fluorescence, and the magic potion began to take effect.

Amy watched from the side. She had never seen the scene where the magic potion took effect. She thought this scene was very interesting, very similar to the special effect of healing particles in some online games.

Judging from the gap in the collar, the wound on the swordsman's chest was close to healing and did not continue to bleed.

Amy tried to hug Miss Swordsman by the waist. After weighing it, she felt that it should weigh a hundred catties. If it wasn't for the fact that the strength of the elf body is higher than that of ordinary people, she really couldn't hold it.

She glanced at the ground around her to make sure she didn't miss anything, and then carried her elder sister onto the wolf's back.

"Bobby, run slower and steady~"

The Timberwolves were very obedient. It took more than three minutes from the start to the stop in front of the tree house, which was much slower than when they came.

Amy placed the swordsman in the wooden room that had been built. Looking at the blood stained on her hands, her little eyebrows frowned.

Looking at the blood-stained swordsman uniform on Miss Swordsman's body again, her eyebrows frowned even more.

The potion healed Miss Swordsman's wound, but the clothes and the wound still needed to be cleaned up. Amy couldn't stand the pungent smell of blood.

She loosened the belt of the swordsman's uniform, pulled off the black outer robe, and saw that the inner white shirt was also stained red with blood.

Amy curled her lips. Although this eldest sister is beautiful, she is a little regretful that she carries the airport with her.

She cut open the white fir, intending to check the specific healing of the wound, but found that the big sister's chest was still wrapped with a bandage.

The bandage was also bloody, and it was tightly wrapped. Amy cut it off, and then quickly reacted and leaned back, with a surprised expression on her face.

This thing really has such a Q bomb?

She rolled her eyes, and thought to herself that she had lost sight of it. This injured elder sister was carrying a huge treasure, and she was hiding it.

But right now, it is important to check the wound. The swordsman's wound was on the left chest close to the heart. The potion failed to heal the wound completely. Under the blood stains, a deep cross-shaped piercing wound could still be seen.

If this blow fell on an ordinary earthling, he would have died long ago, but Miss Swordsman survived with her strong body.

How did she run through the magical thorns and into the depths of the forest with a near-mortal wound?

Amy sighed, the potion taken internally could not completely heal the wound, and she still had some medicine applied externally, hoping to help the wounded.

Volume 3: Chapter [-] Special Spirits

The elf girl climbed up the tree house, and reluctantly took out a bottle of transparent magic potion from the side cabinet.

According to the explanatory note left by the original owner of the body, this is a bottle of advanced potion that can heal most injuries.

Amy is not distressed about the precious potion, but the raw material of the potion.

The original owner specifically noted that the main ingredient of this potion is "the saliva of the high elf". Not surprisingly, the high elf refers to Amy herself.

Take the medicine made from your own saliva and rub it on the chest of other girls——

This seems to have an inexplicable meaning.

But saving people is the most important thing right now, and Amy can't care less about it.

She rolled over and went downstairs, came to the side of the swordsman, and was about to take the medicine, but Miss Swordsman opened her eyes.

These are a pair of blue eyes like the plateau sky, with natural indifference and alienation, even though they look a little lifeless due to serious injuries, they are still sharper than ordinary people.

Amy felt that she had been stared at, so she couldn't help pouted, picked up the medicine bottle and shook it in front of the swordsman.

The meaning of this is obvious, it was my old lady who saved you, don't put on airs with me.

The swordsman seemed to understand Amy's meaning, his eyelids drooped a little, and his vigor faded a lot.

"thanks……"

Miss Swordsman struggled to speak, "But you can't heal the injury, don't worry about me..."

She is too weak, her voice is soft and weak, her common language is not very standard, and she has a soft and waxy accent unique to the southern region.

Amy raised her eyebrows, slightly displeased.

Since this person fled into the depths of the forest dragging his seriously injured body, he still wanted to survive, but he put on such a posture, which made Amy a little unhappy.

"Did you see this? The Spring of Recovery, a master-level magic potion! It's not easy to heal your injuries!"