Chapter 1048 Advanced! Let’s All Advance Together!

"Get 100 blood samples!"

"100 more blood samples!"

"Come again... Well, I don't need the blood sample for now. Make me a glass of glucose water. It needs to be warm..."

"Don't add ice! Don't drink iced drinks when your body is too hot! - The esophagus is so close to the aorta, and a bone is stuck, which can directly poke the aorta. If you drink a large gulp of iced drinks, the main The arteries may spasm due to cold and the heart may stop!”

Greteza was in the research institute, busy scanning and analyzing viruses every day, hoping to find a way to use magic to analyze and lock the virus. While he was working hard, other friends were also working hard:

"Huchi, wheeze...I'm so tired..."

Bernard was sweating profusely and climbed up the mountain step by step, holding on to his oak stick.

——Yes, it’s Grete’s oak staff. He lives in the research institute day after day. He can’t even see the sun above his head, and can’t even step on the soil under his feet. The oak staff was very dissatisfied, and Grete had no choice but to finally lend it to Bernard for use:

During this time, Bernard maintained an exercise frequency of climbing to the top of the snow mountain and then coming back down once a week. It's the snow-capped mountain where Grete and Serira flew up side by side using the Dragon Flying Technique. Bernard climbed it once, and it took him two days to reach the top, and another two days to slowly descend:

Afraid of slipping?

Grete used the best stainless steel to make a pair of crampons for his hands, which could be tied to his boots (hmm, the transformation spell can be shaped with mental power, which is really convenient);

Afraid of falling into a crevice?

Grete gave him a Feather Fall Belt, which is automatically triggered and won't die even if he falls;

Afraid of mountain avalanches? Are you afraid that you will not be able to get treatment if you are injured?

Bernard raised his head, his face changing color. On the top of the hillside, a piece of mist-like snow slipped under his feet, and a large piece of broken ice cracked under his feet and rolled down the mountain. The more it rolls, the more snow it gets, and the more it rolls, the louder it becomes. Gradually, the whole mountain responds:

On the top of the mountain, click, click, click, snow and mist rolled down like a river. Bernard's face changed color, he kicked and kicked, found a place with solid ground and not too thick snow, and used his strength to lift the oak staff:

"Master Oak Staff...Master Oak Staff...it depends on you from now on...make sure to save my life..."

Snow and mist were coming up. In an instant, the oak stick that was deeply rooted in the ground poked out the roots of the tree and plunged hard into the snow-capped mountains. At the top of the tree crown, ten green leaves shine brightly, turning into a lush crown, supporting a small world.

Heavy snow cover. Bernard huddled under the oak tree, turning his head to the side, listening to the snow and dust rolling down outside - finally, the sound disappeared, he tightened the thick cloth gloves on his hands, and took off the shovel:

"Hey! Let's dig!"

Dig out the snow pit, dig out a path, climb to the top of the snow pit, and take a few breaths of air. He grabbed a handful of oak leaves and lifted them up a few times. The oak tree quietly shrank into an oak staff and fell into his hand:

"Uncle Oak, let's go!"

On the top of the oak stick, ten green leaves swayed gently, as if smiling. Hey, there is the sun to bask in, there is snow water to drink, there is the extremely blazing sun on the top of the mountain that it has never been exposed to before, and there is the cold, never-blown wind to blow...

What a great day!

As an oak stick, no, as an oak tree with pursuits, it should travel to various places and receive all kinds of sunshine, rain and dew, in order to grow best!

After surviving a crisis, Bernard continued to climb the snow-capped mountains. Step by step, the closer to the top of the mountain, the heavier the steps and the harder it is to breathe. When I was approaching the crater pass, I felt like there were thousands of kilograms of boulders on my body with every step I took, and the stars were flashing...

Two days to go up the mountain, two days to go down the mountain, and three days to eat, drink, rest, and relax at the bottom of the mountain. Two more days to go up the mountain and two more days to go down the mountain. After this cycle, Bernard gradually felt that his strength was steadily increasing, and it became easier and easier to climb the mountain...

Work harder! If you work harder, you can advance!

The boss has reached level 10, I can't stay stuck at level 9!

effort! In the next round, try to speed up and reach the top of the mountain in one day!

Bernard trained hard and fought hard to advance. In comparison, Apa's advancement is much easier:

"Crack, click, click! Click, click, click!"

The Silver Moon Deer buried its face in the stone trough and ate without raising its head. Lin hugged Mr. Trocca and came out to see him. When he saw that the gray wolf in the stone trough had only half a leg left, he patted its antlers with a smile:

"Apa, are you full today? Do you want more?"

"hold head high--"

Appa nodded vigorously. Eat! Eat! Eat hard! What a gray wolf! I, the king of the Silver Moon Deer group, can still eat three times more!

Grete is a poor man. Before, he was raised on a lot of fresh grass, a lot of bean cakes and oats, and a small amount of eggs, sugar cubes and meat! He has to run into the wilds by himself, eat berries, eat magic plants, and catch fish from the sea!

In vain, he shared the cave full of small white flowers with this guy. Gretel ate it and took it away, without even mentioning improving his food!

Fortunately, during this period, perhaps because of someone's treat, Gretel provided him with food and became more and more lavish. meat?

available everyday!

Warcraft?

At least one every day!

Sweet sugar cane?

No problem, take care of yourself!

Various medicinal materials and magic plants?

As long as Uncle Apa wants to eat, he can eat at least one stone every day!

Lin En smiled and touched the slightly glowing antlers, picked up the space bag, pointed it at the stone trough and poured it down. In order to come and rescue him, Grete rushed from the east coast to the west coast, and it was Appa who worked hard to carry several people and run at full speed every day.

Even for this reason, even if he didn't pay for food - and he didn't have to pay for it - he should still take on the responsibility of feeding Grete while he was busy!

"Come on, eat! This is the magic crocodile meat that Gretel wants to bring. Skin it and make it into armor. The rest is yours!"

Click, click, click...

"No problem! Come on, these are the stone flowers on the surrounding hillsides. Even though they are so small, they grow very fast after absorbing the rainwater..."

Apa lowered his head, rolled his big tongue, and rolled up a large cluster of stone flowers from the stone trough. After squinting his eyes and chewing a few times, juice splashed everywhere:

Creak, creak, creak...

"There are a little bit of beast crystals, so save some. After a while, the vaccine will be rolled out, and more natives can go into the forest to hunt, and you will have more beast crystals to eat..."

Boom, boom, boom…

On the silver-white deerskin, the tips of the antlers, which are more than three meters wide, gradually emit a soft, moon-like light. Appa yawned and lay down on the ground:

I feel like I'm about to advance... In the recent period, I've eaten well, slept well, walked a long, long way, and there are still people fighting with me, I feel like I'm about to advance...

Well, I hope it can be a little smaller this time, a little smaller again. When I encounter a difficult road, there is no need for Miss Serira to shrink me. Her reduction technique is not comfortable at all...

Also, it’s best if the corners can be reduced individually! I can't get in every time, it's so annoying!

"Recently, more and more adventurers have come here."

Ms. Jasmine finished calculating the accounts for the day and flicked her fingers. On the top of the desk, the lily of the valley that had absorbed the sunshine all day and was emitting soft light dimmed with the snap of her fingers.

She leaned back on the wicker chair, stretched hard, and looked at her husband:

"If you work for another half month, you should be able to save enough resources for advancement. Then, let's go to the mountains and ask Master Nordmark for help?"

"Why don't you bother him..." Mr. Hawthorne scratched his hair and smiled honestly:

"People are willing to help us casually. It is a favor from them. We are not owed it by nature. If we come to our door, what if he is busy with something and is not free? Isn't that making things difficult for him?"

"Just go and give him something." Ms. Jasmine insisted:

"They have developed a vaccine, and they thought of sending it all the way to us. Shouldn't we be a little considerate? These days, I have selected a batch of various materials sold by the adventurers. They are large quantities. You can’t find such a good one if you send it up!”

She checked the inventory in the warehouse and smiled with crooked eyes:

"I'll make some more drinks and snacks... Miss Serira, she likes to eat the dishes I cook! I also need to prepare a batch of fresh fish, shrimps, and shells, and put them in the space equipment to keep them fresh. They fly them up to eat delicious food..."

As she muttered softly, the short hair on Mr. Hawthorne's head stood up from the roots to falling down bit by bit. He spread his limbs and sighed forcefully:

"Oh, you always worry so much about me. If it's for yourself, you won't owe these favors. But for me, you are willing to run all the way there... Jasmine, when I meet you, it is truly the love of my life. Lucky……"

"I'm so lucky to meet you." Ms. Jasmine rummaged in the warehouse for a while, took out a berry, picked it off and stuffed it into her husband's mouth:

"If it were anyone else, who would be willing to accompany me thousands of miles away if the store is running well? Who would train hard and be willing to accompany me into the woods thinking that I want to find my father?"

"Hey... Speaking of which, when will there be news about your father? Didn't Ms. Yue Ge say that she would write a letter back?"

"It's not that fast." Jasmine glanced at her husband angrily:

"It's hundreds of thousands of miles from here to the Southern Continent. It would take a month or two for the birds to carry the message. If you add in the time for asking... the elves around you asked around... half a year It’s very fast to have news!”

While the couple was chatting, Ashe Yuege was standing at the entrance of the research institute, raising her arms high. A white bird with only a patch of black hair on its head landed in her palm and pecked at the small fish she held with its bright red beak.

And with a gentle tap from Ashe Yuege, a slender blade of grass on the bird's paw automatically loosened, stretched, deformed, and turned into a large green leaf:

"Dear sister:

Glad you found our people again. Although he only has half of his blood, he is still our precious cub... I hope that at your convenience, you can take him to the Fertile Forest to have a look and receive our orthodox training...

As for the elf you are asking about, Heimer Gracia Starry Night, I asked a circle of familiar compatriots and got the following information..."

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