I Live on the Land in Global Games

Chapter 84 - 84 83 Night Travel84: Chapter 83 Night Travel 84: Chapter 83 Night Travel “Wuyaya, I need one of these tents, a set of portable field kitchenware, this type of oil lamp, insect repellent powder, rice, seasonings...”

Since she was going out and the return date was uncertain, Mu Ying returned to her territory and bought a lot of things in one go.

While picking up items, Wuyaya said in wonder, “You’re finally not sticking to the territory, huh?”

Mu Ying coldly snorted, “Am I that much of a homebody?”

She did occasionally go to the forest, though not too far, and always returned the same day, but that didn’t exactly make her a homebody.

“Which team from this territory isn’t out from dawn till dusk?

They’ve all been here before to buy outdoor supplies.

Only you are just now getting around to it.”

While disparaging her, Wuyaya, using his claws to flip through the product catalog, said, “This, this, and this are all needed when going out.

You don’t have to worry about not having enough space, so just prepare everything!”

Mu Ying knew that the gemstone ring on Wuyaya’s foot was space equipment.

Many goods from the grocery store were stored inside it.

So, typically when she was the only customer in the store, she stored the heavier items she bought directly in her storage pouch, because Wuyaya knew she also had storage equipment.

Mu Ying looked at the items Wuyaya had pointed out and could tell they were well-chosen with good intentions, so she gladly accepted all the suggestions, thinking it’s always good to be prepared.

“Thank you!

I’ll bring you back some old crow persimmons when I return, I hear crows love to eat those fruits.”

“I told you I’m not a crow!

I’m so mad, so mad!

I shouldn’t have kindly reminded this bratty girl,” Wuyaya exclaimed angrily.

Hearing Wuyaya’s curses behind her, Mu Ying felt satisfied.

A visit to Oak Grocery was not complete without a little argument with Wuyaya—it always left her feeling more spirited.

Returning to the tree house and transporting to the home in the Plantation, she used Cooking Magic to prepare a table full of delicious food, and then called Yuan Gungun who was still sulking in the Iron Bamboo Forest.

“Cheer up, you still have Old Yellow Bull for company, and I made these dishes especially for you.

While I’m not at home, remember to go to the eatery and pay for your meals, and you can eat the vegetables in the vegetable garden as much as you like.

Just be good, and wait until I’ve mastered the shrinking magic.

Then I’ll be able to shrink you and take you out.”

Mu Ying planned to travel using the flying broom, which would get her to the old territory of the Wolf Pack in the deep forest by tonight, where she would master the Wild Transformation into Wolf Form before returning.

After leveling up by 4 levels, both her Life Value and Mana Value had increased.

Her swordsmanship and Bow and Arrow Skills had also become reasonably proficient, and she had almost completely learned the last few Attack Magic Spells of the third ring during this period, leaving only some non-urgent Support Magic Spells.

Now, she had pretty much mastered all her abilities.

Given the restrictions of the Doomsday Game on the strength of direct-arrival and instance Monsters, she figured living in the wilderness for a while shouldn’t pose much of a problem.

Traveling there by flying broom would also avoid various unforeseen incidents in the forest, and although she had a decent affinity with ordinary wild animals, there were still many unknown dangers in the forest.

Especially the forest at night, like the Ghost Fire she encountered last time.

Although she had now advanced to level 4 and her quota for Slaughter Experience had been reset, she could still gain some experience by fighting monsters.

But with the advancement from level 4 to level 5, the proportion of Slaughter Experience shifted downward again to just 20%.

To level up to level 5, she needed a total of 1000 Experience points, which means at most only 200 points could come from Slaughter Experience.

Considering the long time it would take to reach level 5, she might as well save that limited quota for when combat was really necessary.

Based on her previous experiences, there was no rush to gather experience, lest she waste potential gains from future battles.

The only drawback of riding the flying broom was that she could not bring Gungun along.

Gungun was no longer the palm-sized little guy that could be easily tucked into a pocket; Mu Ying couldn’t even fully lift him now.

She would have to see if, once she mastered late-stage Shrinking Magic capable of reducing living creatures, she would be able to carry Gungun with her.

Otherwise, considering his speed and size, it would be difficult for Mu Ying to take him far from home.

Gungun had believed that after awakening as the Enemy of Black Bread, he would definitely be useful, but it turned out he was still no help and could only loaf around the territory and freeload.

He felt like a useless bear.

Mu Ying sensed Gungun’s despondency and depression through the Emotional Connection with her animal companion and stuffed some stir-fried bamboo shoots into his mouth.

“Gungun, you are still young, not even an adult yet, and you have already awakened such powerful abilities as Fruit Pitcher and Enemy of Black Bread.

You’ll definitely be a great help in the future.

Don’t worry so much now, just eat well and grow,” she said.

Gungun, feeling sad, ate plate after plate of assorted stir-fried bamboo shoots, realizing that his master had a point.

He was still in his infancy and had awakened two skills.

Even Grandpa Shom had praised his prowess, so he shouldn’t be so impatient.

He needed to eat well and grow, even if it meant just lounging around for now.

After all, everyone said his master was the best and incredibly strong, and she could manage on her own for the time being.

“Aow, the bamboo shoots are delicious!”

After comforting Gungun, Mu Ying also made sure to fill her stomach and then took out a bottle of hair dyeing magic potion from her bag and drank it.

Her dark green hair gradually turned brown.

This was a magic potion she had hurriedly produced, having only managed to gather the basic ingredients for the brown hair dyeing potion.

Fortunately, brown looked almost like black in low light, so even if someone saw her flying in the sky and had good enough eyesight to discern the color of her hair, they wouldn’t associate it with her.

After all, everyone on the forum knew her, Mu Ying’s, hair to be dark green.

Mu Ying gathered her waist-length hair into a long braid, securing it behind her head.

She changed into a black tunic she’d never worn before, and draped a large black cloak over herself, the hood large enough to cover most of her face.

“I’m off!”

She rubbed Gungun’s head one last time and, using the cover of night, directly mounted her broom and shot up into the sky from the plantation, quickly distancing herself from the ground.

Even if there were people in the sub-camp’s fields at that moment, the white mist separating the line of sight would prevent them from seeing her taking off.

Under the bright moon and the cool night breeze, with the distance dispersing the summer night’s insect chirping, the scene was beautifully serene.

With such tranquility, Mu Ying was no longer in a rush to travel.

After all, her and Shi Yin’s home in the forest was not too far.

Although walking through the woods would have landscape restrictions, flying through the sky would probably be faster than the times Shi Yin had taken her to school, at most an hour or two.

Although only two months had passed, Qingshan Forest had already changed significantly.

The denser vegetation obscured many landmark locations, and even Mu Ying, who prided herself on growing up in the forest, had to carefully discern her path to find the right direction.

Hand-sized Shi Yin, like Mu Ying, sat riding on the broomstick, his wolf ears tinged red by the night wind.

“Awoo~”

“Awoo~”

“Awaw~”

From the distant hillside, a series of mournful wolf howls echoed.

Mu Ying looked towards Wolf King Slope, her brow furrowing slightly, “It’s Da Hui and them; something must have happened!”