When Nostradamus found Joshua, the warrior was drinking with the incarnation of the nature teacher in the underground dome of the sacrificial ground in the world. Novel.

"Elf is a race whose bloodline is easily changed. In the long past, our ancestors were influenced by the father of nature to become elves and then adapt to the forest environment. Perhaps it is precisely because of this that when elves leave the forest and go to other areas, they will always easily evolve into physical fitness suitable for the local environment."

Galannod was wearing a navy blue petal dress. Although he was holding a wine glass, there was honey water inside the wine glass. She seemed to be talking to Joshua about blood transformation. Now she was sighing: "Forest elves, plain elves, northern elves, distant sea elves... and the dark elves who just returned some time ago, each of them was the result of the rapid changes in the local environment."

"If the reason for this mutation can be found, it will be a blessing for all races." On the side, Joshua listened silently. After the nature tutor finished speaking, he nodded and responded: "The adaptability of the elves is indeed the best in the world of Mycrov, and it is no wonder that it is the first race to prepare for multiverse colonization."

"That's all the past. Now we can only shrink to the south corner." With a smile, we shook our heads, Galannold turned his head and looked at Nostradamus standing beside us, and then chuckled: "Ah, the master is here too."

"Of course I'm going to come."

With a slight smile at the nature tutor, Nostradamus turned his head, forcibly changed his expression, and then said to Joshua with a stern face: "Earl Radcliff, do you know, you just..."

"I solved the downtime problem of the sacrificial ground in the All Worlds."

Putting down the wine glass in my hand, Joshua replied plainly: "The coordinates of the world where the elite team is now are also in my hands."

"Cough okay...." Suddenly, Nostradamus's aura of inciting guilt was extinguished: "I knew that although you seem to be brainless, you still have a organized approach to your work... Where are they now?"

As much as possible, he did not care about the natural tutor who covered his mouth and chuckled and Joshua's questioning expression. The old mage walked to the table where the two were and used magic to build a chair to sit down. Nostradamus did not know whether it was to bring up the topic or was really urgent, so he asked in a hurry: "Now is not the time to hesitate. Who can't tell whether they are still alive now! Where is the coordinates of the world? Just go and save them faster!"

"I'm still alive... not much danger for the time being. Although my steel power cannot be connected, at least I can be sure that the repaired light column has not been destroyed."

Joshua nodded, then shook his head: "The problem is, the coordinates I know are the coordinates from 1,200 years ago. Now the world is in turmoil. God knows whether that world is still in its original position. Going to search rashly is like finding a needle in a haystack."

What's more, due to the time expansion effect, the 1,200 years of the Mycrov world may be equivalent to the thousands or thousands of years on the edge of the world's galaxy, which is enough for a group of primitive people who use stone tools to eat raw meat and drink blood to become polite cultural people who can fly out of the atmosphere.

"Then it's better to look for it than not."

Hearing this, Nostradamus knew the problem, so he just sighed: "After all, it was the return beacon I made that problem. If these little guys encounter something bad... they are really upset."

Joshua understands this feeling.

Most of the legends in the world of Mycrov have nothing to do with the "good people" in the usual sense, but without exception, everyone has a sense of responsibility. Although this sense of responsibility is mostly only for the power within their own clan and their own, it is enough.

"I came here mainly to ask the nature tutor if I could borrow the star map stored in the 'Seed of the World Tree'... Now, it is probably the seedling of the World Tree."

Joshua calmly explained to Nostradamus: "Most of the star maps stored in the sacrificial ground in the All Worlds have errors, and there is a time gap of thousands of years. Although teleportation can be transmitted, it does not help find people. On the contrary, although the star map sent by the Father of Nature some time ago also has errors, in general, the star maps of the recent period have been revised."

"By comparing the two star maps, you can find the trajectory of the galaxy movement, and then find the world coordinates we need, as long as your natural teacher is willing..."

"Is there anything to refuse? The seed of the World Tree was brought back by you." In response, Galannold took a sip of honey water helplessly, shook his head and smiled: "It's just a small matter, it's just a small task. What's more, with your relationship with Earl Radcliff, if you are willing, I will agree to something even more excessive."

Having said that, the natural mentor smiled unidentifiablely and raised the wine glass in his hand to Joshua.

"Is that?" However, in the shocked expression of Nostradamus, Joshua suddenly raised his eyebrows. He raised his glass to clink with his nature mentor and said with a smile: "In this case, three legends will definitely be flattered by those lost little guys."

Galan Nord: “…Huh?”

Just as the three legendary powerhouses at the other end of time and space are about to set off.

In the marginal world, among the Elf tribe, the Elf tribe, there is a bright underground cave.

"This is my home!"

Accompanied by the full of energy, the straight voice that was not as straight as a girl at all echoed in the cave. Prest followed Suer's footsteps and entered the other party's home.

Although it is called home, it is actually just a relatively large ventilation cave located around the roots of the mother tree of life.

After walking through the not-so-long corridor, Prest discovered that the cave located around the roots of the mother tree does have a lot of gentle magic power, which can greatly promote the development and growth of various organisms, and can even make it gain extraordinary affinity for natural forces, just like most elves.

Perhaps this is the truth about the elves' affinity with the power of nature, not the inheritance of blood, but the influence of the living environment.

But it doesn't make sense to think so much, because the study of the customs of elves in another world can be slightly detained. Today, it was Suer who invited him to visit his home.

Speaking of this, I have to talk about what happened not long ago after Prest talked to the Deer Crown Elf.

After knowing that the elves in another world resisted chaos erosion and used the original living sacrifice method to concentrate most of the chaos erosion on a few people, kill them and completely eliminate them, Prest understood why so long has passed, these elves still have no improvement in technology.

Think about it.

A tribe has no worries about food and clothing, a rich environment, a comfortable place to live, and no natural enemies around it. There are no contradictions within the spiritual network. Also, because of sharing knowledge and experiences, there is no curiosity about unknown things and unknown things. All the technologies are enough.

It sounds too good, but is this really a perfect start to the development of civilization?

The answer is of course no.

An environment that is too perfect will stop civilization from moving forward, especially this perfect environment, which is still an isolated island.

On the small islands in the far south and the sea, there are many indigenous islanders living in the tropical areas. These indigenous people who lived in the tropics were also residents who walked out of the shelter a thousand years ago. They did not need to work hard to spend a year comfortably by fishing and picking fruits.

But the remnants who came out of the shelter, the civilization on the continent of Mycrov has developed toward the void multiverse. The islanders and natives are still islanders and natives, and they still live a comfortable life like monkeys, and they have not even invented the wheels.

These elves located in another world not only have no motivation to develop, but there is even no contradiction within them, because their spirits are connected together, and they can perceive sadness and indignation from each other. Everyone is united, so that the internal decline has not been divided for a thousand years until here. In fact, it is not that they cannot develop, but that they are developing a little slow. But the most terrifying thing is that the way the elves get rid of the disease in another world is actually at the cost of voluntary sacrifice by the strong people in the clan.

Yes, everyone's spirit is linked, so the strong are willing to sacrifice, and the weak are also sad and respectful from the bottom of their hearts. However, when the word "strong" itself means "sacrifice", will anyone really want to become stronger? Although everyone doesn't mind sacrifice, they will naturally not go against their natural nature. They will voluntarily become stronger and then die, right?

The last path for the development of elves was also banned by themselves. In such a world, even if it lasts for thousands or tens of thousands of years, the elves' society will never change.

Unless there are outsiders who break this fixed cycle of reincarnation.

"Prist, what are you thinking?"

Prest, who was sighing silently in his heart, suddenly felt a heat coming from his ears. He quickly stepped back and turned around, but saw Suer looking at him with confusion: "You said you wanted to come to my house to see you, why did you get to the place, but you were in a daze?"

"Ahem...thinking something."

Prest couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, and then pretended to look around naturally.

This time, it was indeed Prest who offered to go to Sur's house to take a look. The main purpose was to confirm the daily living habits and technical level of the elves in another world. In general, it was still to observe the situation and collect information. Ordinary elves would not let outsiders like Prest enter the house easily. On the contrary, Sur was a proficient person. Even if Priest didn't mention it, she would ask the other party to come and sit.

After several days of communication and contact, Sur was already very familiar with Prest, so in the face of the other party's request to "want to see the elf cave", the elf girl agreed without hesitation.

Priest couldn't help but feel a little ashamed when he took advantage of the girl's kindness, but because of this, he looked at it more seriously.

The hall of the entire underground cave is about 150 square meters, with an average height of 340 centimeters, which is very wide and does not feel narrow at all.

There are several rooms on both sides of the hall. According to Sur's enthusiastic explanation, Prest knew that they were warehouses, clothing and equipment storage rooms, and various tools, such as fishing nets and farm shovel storage rooms. Everyone's room was also separate, and there was also a magic array that regulates temperature and air inside, which relied on the magic power of the mother tree of life.

The life of the elves is more comfortable than imagined. You can see that there are some primitive tool tables and utensils in the wide hall. I think it is Suer's father. The place where the antler elf usually prepares potions and makes staff arrows. Even on the right side of the hall, you can see a huge fish box with many colorful and beautiful fish and shells inside.

The fish box is made of rough glass, and it should be a handicraft that some strong people use their own strength to forcibly shaped and cannot be copied.

But strangely, the fish in the fish box were sick and not only rarely moved, but some even turned their eyes and their belly was facing up.

"Hmm? Do you like fish?"

Noting Priest's expression, Suer, who was putting the fishing net on his body into the storage room, showed a proud smile: "Haha, I caught all the fish in this fish tank! It's very beautiful, right? Unfortunately, my father and others don't like it. Even though his father made a fish tank for me, he still doesn't think these fish are beautiful."

Speaking of this, Suer walked forward, the elf girl bent down and put one hand on the fish tank, saying a little regretfully: "It's obvious that the color is so gorgeous and looks so beautiful... But why don't dad and the others understand?"

"The flowers are so beautiful, the deer is so lively, the trees are tall, and the grass is delicate... Just this forest is so colorful, and it makes people never get tired of seeing it... But after climbing a mountain, there is a brand new and equally beautiful scenery, but why does my father always say that this is meaningless behavior?"

When he said this, Sur's eyes were a little dim, and a layer of mist appeared in his beautiful big eyes.

Prest looked at Sur's eyes. It was found in most pure-blooded elves. The golden green eyes were like grasslands under the sun, very beautiful... For a moment, Prest, whose cultural level was limited to extraordinary power, could not find any adjectives, and subconsciously looked at it for several seconds.

"wrong."

But soon, Prest realized that it was not the time to think about this... He calmed down and secretly took out a black, inconspicuous metal bead from his arms, and then pretended not to pay attention to it, causing it to fall to the ground. When the bead touched the ground, it immediately stretched out many mechanical tentacles, like a bug, quickly punched a hole and penetrated deep into the soil.

In the distance, four elite exploration teams who were patiently waiting for their captain to start their actions in the cave and cheered: "Success! Captain has succeeded!"

"The energy reserved by the micro-scout puppet can be mined for more than 500 meters. Our place is too far from the mother tree of life, and 500 meters is not enough."

"But the elves' residences are different. The roots of the mother tree of life are the pillars of their caves. We can quickly collect information about the mother tree of the other world, and then judge how serious the chaotic infection is on this land! By the way, we can also collect special information about the mother tree of the other world, and we can sell a large amount of exchange points for the elves when we turn it over!"

"It seems that the captain has not forgotten the main business." After a sweat, the mage touched the staff in his hand and joked: "I thought he would be addicted to chatting with the beautiful elf girl and forgetting his mission."

"It's said that it's a beautiful girl, but in fact the other party may be older than our grandmother." The priest said objectively.

And the knight was unhappy and said, "What is the age of the elf? Can it be called age?"

Just as the priests and knights began to argue about the topic of "How old can an elves be considered a girl", Sur, who was originally a little sad, completely returned to his spirits.

"Oh, these fish are beautiful, but unfortunately they always die faster."

After patting the fish tank, Suer sighed deeply, then shook his head dissatisfiedly: "It took me half a day to fish them all up, but no one gave me face. At most, I would die seven or eight days. Although it was so beautiful, I could only make braised fish and grilled fish..."

As he spoke, the elf girl swallowed and showed a "sad" expression.

After confirming that he had completed the task, Priest breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his attention to the fish tank and looked at the sick fish.

Just as he sniffed and smelled the water, the experienced Prest immediately understood the reason why the fish would die.

Nonsense, sea fish are raised in fresh water, and can survive for seven or eight days, which is considered to be a strong vitality in the high demon world!

Looking at the various sea fishes in the fish tank who were struggling to survive and still squirting bubbles, Prest's eyes when he looked at them were immediately filled with sympathy. At the same time, he also remembered his sister.

It is also not to give face. One treats the saplings as grass and the other treats sea fish as freshwater fish. This is really... a bit cute.

Speaking of which, before leaving, did she tell Little Britney that what she is actually a sapling rather than a grass?

However, it also revealed that the Viewer tribe is indifferent to this knowledge. They seem to have never raised sea fish, nor do they care about similar things. Even if Sur is due to his own special discovery problem, but because no one else discusses, the doubts such as "why can't sea fish survive in fresh water" can only slowly turn into simple but without causality and effect.

This sad thinking pattern is the foundation of ignorance.

"Sur, haven't you noticed that the sea water is salty, but the water you raise these fish is not salty..."

"Ah, so that's it!"

Priest explained the reason for Suer in simple words as much as possible, but he underestimated the IQ of the elf girl. When he said that the sea water was salty, Sur showed a sudden look on his face, so that Preest did not need to continue to explain the difference between fresh water and sea water.

Looking at Sur, who suddenly realized his mind, then turned his head and touched the fish tank with heartache, apologizing to the various fish inside, Prest couldn't help but want to laugh, but he couldn't laugh.
To be continued...