After all, they were forced to flee, and no one expected such an outcome before they fled, so naturally no one would carry a water bottle or dry food.
"puff!"
As the wiring was pulled up, a medium-sized but unusually plump silver fish flew out of the water and was caught by Jelly, who had been prepared, with a dustpan.
She made the dustpan herself, using dead branches and weeds she collected along the way. Its quality and durability were obviously not comparable to those made of real rattan, but it was enough for the time being.
"It's really rare." On the shore, Old Moore was holding a twisted clay bowl and nodded slightly when he saw this scene. "It's rare that you still have this kind of technology."
"Yeah." Hitzfeld, who was also sitting next to him with a bowl in his hand, echoed, "It's really amazing."
The person who was fishing was Youzheni. He made a fishing rod with the thread ends and buttons from his clothes. After a few days, he caught a lot of fish and succeeded in getting everyone to drink fish soup.
Xia Yibing and Xixus were also busy. The former caught two fat pheasants with a homemade trap, while the latter used the experience accumulated over the years to find a nest of forest fruit ants.
Forest fruit ants can barely be considered a local specialty. This insect survives by sucking fruit syrup. The worker ants' daily job is to find fruits, and after sucking up the syrup, they go back to feed the queen ant.
They are very picky, they won't eat poisonous fruits, and they generally won't touch rotten or spoiled fruits. So you can imagine how high the quality of the syrup in their stomachs is. Many people who are forced to live in the wild like to find them to temporarily fill their stomachs when they are desperate.
The syrups also replenish the vitamins and other nutrients necessary for human activity, eliminating the need to chew bugs. While the process is a bit gross, Hitzfeld admits they taste good.
But that would make me look like a waste.
She was not very happy because she really didn't understand these skills.
She had watched a lot of documentaries about survival in the wild in her previous life, and she had also read a lot of books and taken a lot of notes in this life.
But seeing is one thing, doing is another. If we really expect her to slowly verify the information and find food, the whole team will probably starve to death.
But it's okay.
Hitzfeld glanced at Moore as he drank his half-scalded fish soup.
I'm not the only loser, so at least it's not too embarrassing.
As night fell, the two people who went out hunting today returned.
Xia Yibing's harvest was a pheasant and a hare, while Xixus's handmade basket was filled with cicadas.
The food properties of forest grass cicadas and fruit ants are similar, except that one sucks fruit pulp and the other sucks tree sap.
Hitzfeld had read some general information about this insect and knew that it was also quite picky about food, preferring to prey on trees with sweet sap, so the sap in its stomach was also sweet.
The pheasants and rabbits were quickly slaughtered and feathered. Xia Yibing was extremely skilled in this regard. She could even look away from the ingredients during the process and chat with Hitzfeld.
The handling of grass cicadas was much simpler. Sixus simply placed the sealed basket on the fire and slowly rolled it, without contacting the flames. The high temperature would gradually roast the grass cicadas.
The roasted grass cicadas are black and shiny, with each limb curled up and without wings, revealing their plump and shiny bulging bellies.
Hitzfeld picked one up tentatively. She didn't dare eat the head, so she only put the belly end into her mouth and carefully bit it in the middle.
As she chewed, a fresh aroma similar to that of shrimp meat burst out in her mouth, and the tree honey mixed in the meat was like a jam filling... She couldn't help but half-close her one eye and quickly reached out to take another one.
"It's a waste to give it to you!" Sixus shouted beside him, "The head is crispy and fragrant... Do you understand?"
Hitzfeld nodded repeatedly but refused to change. Each one only ate its stomach, which made Sixus so angry that he threatened to move the basket away.
After a while, the fish soup, roast chicken and roast rabbit were also ready.
Freshwater fish have many bones and rarely have tender meat. Silver mullet is a typical example, so it is most suitable for stewing into fish soup.
All ingredients are seasoned with natural seasonings, without salt, so the taste is a little bland. But they are not the kind of people who like to eat savory food, and they all eat very happily while sitting.
"I can not make it."
After eating the eleven grass cicadas, a chicken leg, a rabbit leg and a large piece of tender chicken handed to him by the woman, Hitzfeld shook his head to refuse more good intentions.
"I really can't eat anymore... It's not suitable to eat too much in this situation."
Xia is simply treating her like a pig. If she continues living like this, she will definitely get fat.
After eating and drinking to their heart's content and solving their physiological problems, they threw some ashes next to the campfire and planned to spend the night there.
It's been three or four days, and Hitzfeld wanted to take a bath.
However, she had indeed read many melodramatic stories in which the accidents were all caused by bathing, so she endured it and planned to take care of it after entering the city.
It’s less than half a day’s journey anyway.
to beat.
Endure it for a while.
……
Another half day passed, and the group sank the boat, continued westward through the forest, and finally found a wide road.
This was a man-made "official road". Walking along the road, they finally saw the city wall in the distance. At the same time, scattered people gradually began to appear on the surrounding roads.
Avoiding the caravans and mixing with those mercenary hunters who were obviously traveling alone, they lined up to pay the entrance fee and immediately found an inn to rest.
There was actually hot water here. Despite being tired, Hitzfeld took off his clothes and went into the bathroom.
money is not a problem.
She had inquired and found out that the main currency in circulation in Talignan was Goliath silver dollars. The purchasing power of her small bag of Sera gold coins here was amazing, so there was no need to save anything.
As long as the money is in place, there will be no shortage of people to help run errands.
Before Hitzfeld finished washing, Xia Yibing knocked on the door to inform her that the hotel maid had bought new clothes for her.
"Click" the door immediately opened a small crack.
Resisting the urge to push her way in through the door, the woman handed in clothes, shoes and socks in batches, and watched with regret as the door closed again.
After a while, the door opened again, and a soft shadow flew out, opening its mouth to scold in shame and anger: "You...what did you buy?"
Xia Yibing was stunned and began to look at the person in front of her carefully.
No eye mask... The wet gray hair was pushed to the sides, revealing the white forehead and the pretty face.
But that’s not the point, the point is the clothes.
This is a typical lady's dress, black with some white lace, which is quite simple.
The waist is very tight, and the skirt is a bit puffy. But unlike the long skirts of ladylike dresses in my imagination, this dress is much shorter, and a large part of the calf is exposed.
So she could clearly see the girl's two white silk calves.
Well, if I remember correctly, they were also pantyhose.
Any questions?
Xia Yibing looked confused and didn't understand.
If compared with the girl's previous outfit, this skirt is definitely too short.
But it wasn't too short, you couldn't even see the knees... it was still within the normal range. It might be that Hitzfeld's previous dress was too conservative... but she wouldn't be angry about it, right?
"shoe!"
Hitzfeld clenched his fists and almost raised his head to yell at her.
“The key is the shoes!”
What's wrong with the shoes?
The woman looked again, and when Hitzfeld deliberately turned sideways, she finally understood why she was so angry.
Those are a pair of high heels.
Black... The heels weren't too high, but they were enough to highlight the beautiful arches and slender ankles. The girl was forced to stand on tiptoe and straighten her chest under the impact of the heels, and her whole body shape and temperament were raised by more than an order of magnitude.
"I feel very good."
Xia Yibing was so fascinated by what she saw that she told the truth without thinking.
"I really hope you wear it all the time."
When others finished cleaning and shopping and gathered here, they found Xia Yibing locked in the corridor.
"What's going on?" Sixus was carrying a bunch of food and holding a candy in his mouth.
"I can't even imagine how you two could have such a conflict."
She knew the true relationship between them, which was why she was surprised.
"I bought the wrong shoes." The woman shook her head.
"I probably even made fun of her... I deserved it."
"High heels, huh?" Sixus understood immediately and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
In reality, this is difficult to avoid.
Talignan is not Salamanca. Big cities have sound sewage systems.
Senling City is not small here, but the streets are still littered with feces and urine.
Not only girls have to wear high heels, but even aristocratic men have to wear them.
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There will be a third update soon.
Chapter 43 The Fourth Dragon Guard
The matter was finally properly resolved: the woman hired a maid and gave her some money to buy a few pairs of "boots suitable for mercenary adventurers".
This was indeed necessary, as her own boots were almost worn out, and if possible, she would naturally like to wear new and comfortable boots.
"Wait a moment." When the maid was about to leave, the door suddenly opened. Hitzfeld came to the maid and whispered a few words to her, then waved his hand and let her go.
"What did you say?" Xia Yibing leaned over and asked in a low voice.
"I asked her to buy a few more pairs of fine cotton socks." The girl rolled her eyes at her.
Otherwise, if you wear high-top boots with stockings, the feeling of covering up your feet will be really... Not only will they smell strong, but they will also rub your feet when you run faster.
"I don't mind helping you with that foot massage that Dreyerman mentioned." Xia Yibing said with some anticipation.
"You wish." Hitzfeld suddenly glanced at the woman's boots, his face turned red, he glared at her fiercely, and went back to his room angrily.
"?" Xia Yibing frowned, looking puzzled.
She didn't know it, but Hitzfeld was remembering the carcass sketches he had done just for her.
There are also many close-ups of the feet... After all, Xia Yibing's feet are perfect, and Hitzfeld likes them too.
She felt ashamed of herself for actually having the thought, "If there really is a foot massage, I'll be the one doing it for you," and naturally she was not happy to stare at her anymore.
Skipping the episode, everyone had a meeting in the room after eating and drinking.
This hotel is called the Butter Inn. It is of medium quality and not one of those shady shops tucked away in a corner, so the surroundings aren't that bad.
But it's not much better. There is still a lot of sewage on both sides of the street, and because it is close to the main street, the noise on the street during the day is also quite annoying.
But for them, this was just enough to cover up the noise of their plan. So everyone spoke without disguising the volume.
"It's time to make a decision, Baron Copperfield." Xia Yibing tapped the table, "Are you going to continue back to Kerge, or are you going to return to Sara with us?"
"Do we have to go back to Sara?" Eugenie smiled reluctantly.
"If the risk wasn't so great, I'd personally be happy to take a cross-country trip with my friends," the woman said. "But as you can see, we've only been here a few days and we've already been in danger multiple times. The cost is too high, and I don't think we'll be that lucky every time."
"But—" Moore-Sara opened her mouth to interrupt.
"No buts." Xia Yibing interrupted directly, glaring at him with an extremely stern look, "If it's just the Undead Party, I'm not afraid... Even if you tell me that the Eclipse Church is behind this, I can accept it."
"But you also saw the thing by the lake..." She lowered her voice, "Do you still dare to trust your people?"
Everyone felt a chill in their hearts and goose bumps appeared on their bodies.
The existence of the Mimic can be said to be the most dangerous warning, which means that all rules must be rewritten and all relationships are no longer reliable.
After all, they didn't know how many of these things were left, or whether they had the ability to reproduce. Based on the existing intelligence, they were on the same side as the Death Party, and considering that the Death Party had already controlled Queen Milanka... Who knew if that so-called queen was the real deal?
What if the queen had died long ago? What if the queen was a shapeshifter? What if Kerge was now a demon cave waiting for them to die?
There are too many what-ifs. Ultimately, Sarah's power in Tarignan is seriously insufficient, and Xia Yibing doesn't want to risk her life.
"I still want to try..." Eugenie insisted, even though his face looked very ugly at the moment.
"Karloni saved my father, I can't just leave like this..."
Then he paused.
