I Live on the Land in Global Games

Chapter 432: 416: Brother and SisterChapter 432: Chapter 416: Brother and Sister

Though the Thunderstorm Skill was powerful, it also has its status as a five-circle spell. It was Mu Ying’s first attempt, and she depleted her Mana Value to just 5 points; she barely scratched the surface.

Now, she didn’t have to wait ten-plus hours for her Mana Value to naturally recover.

Sitting cross-legged on the Flying Carpet, facing the sprawling sunset, Mu Ying began to meditate. In just over half an hour, her Mana Value was fully restored.

She didn’t continue practicing the Thunderstorm Skill but took out a small pot instead.

It would be such a waste not to enjoy some delicious food amidst such beautiful scenery.

She planned to stew a small hot pot.

With the ingredients laid out, a simple wave of her Magic Wand did the job. Ever since she learned Cooking Magic, eating had become a sheer delight—no need to lift a finger to cook; magic followed her commands.

It must be said, such dinners while traveling are far more interesting than those at home.

By the time the sky had completely darkened, Mu Ying was full and content. She took out a Lamp Vine floor lamp from her Space Ring and placed it in one corner of the carpet. The lamp’s soft glow illuminated her vicinity.

Her eyes could perfectly see in the dark; lighting this lamp was entirely for the atmosphere.

Under the clear starry sky, a single lamp—oh, what an ambience!

With her head resting on her arms and her legs propped up, Mu Ying lay on the carpet, gazing at the stars.

The Shi Yin figurine struck the same pose, lying beside her head.

“Yin, what’s the Time-Space River like? Is it more beautiful than this galaxy?”

No one answered beside her, but the youth struggling in the Time-Space River smiled faintly, “The galaxy with you in it is more beautiful.”

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After admiring the starry sky for a while and digesting her meal, Mu Ying sat up again.

Leaving one’s consciousness to enter the Trial World while away from home always felt less secure, so she began to accrue Trial Time again.

Without needing to visit the Trial World, she now only required four hours of sleep a day to maintain her energy. The spare time at night was perfect for learning spells.

After each Spell Casting attempt, she would analyze the reasons for failure, then improve and try again.

When her Mana Value was depleted, she would meditate, repeating the cycle over and again.

It wasn’t until late at night, around two in the morning, that she took out her pillow and blanket and wrapped herself up to sleep.

The Space Travel Box was right beside her; she totally could have slept inside the box.

But the weather was good, and sleeping outside was no less pleasant.

She adjusted the Flying Carpet’s Wind-Proof Magic a bit to let in a slight breeze, and it was quite comfortable.

The next morning, the dawn’s early light bathed the earth and fell upon the girl’s face on the carpet, cloaking her delicate fuzz in a warm glow.

The miniature silver-haired figurine stealthily kissed the girl’s cheek and silently blushed from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

The girl’s eyelashes trembled as she was about to wake, and the silver figurine swiftly transformed into a Wolf Brush, slipping onto the girl’s finger, its silver ring somewhat rosy.

Mu Ying opened her eyes to the beautiful sunrise and the misty fog between the mountains—this was exactly why she had opted to sleep on the Flying Carpet.

Beautiful scenery always lifts the spirits, making the journey much more interesting.

After having breakfast and practicing her spells for a while, unsurprisingly, there was no significant progress.

After noon, Mu Ying estimated that she should be near her first destination, Yingtan Camp.

She disabled the flying carpet’s autopilot mode and switched to manual control, beginning to search nearby for the Eagle’s Beak Mountain, which, according to the documents, had a lake beside it.

But as far as the eye could see, it looked like it was all plains, without a trace of a mountain range.

Having no other choice, she landed on the ground, found a bird in the woods, and asked for directions using animal conversation.

The bird told her to fly south from here and that she would only come across human activity like her own by sunset.

Mu Ying thanked the bird with a little bit of Recovery Spring, then transformed into her owl form and flew in the direction it had indicated.

Before sunset, she spotted players struggling with a big rat with red eyes.

A man and a woman, judging by their fighting style and attire, they appeared to be two Wanderers.

The rat was a Fierce Rat, not high level, and clearly not a match for these two players.

After slaying the Fierce Rat, the two players quickly removed its tail, teeth, and fur, then they hurried off.

Before long, the scent of blood attracted new predators.

Mu Owl Ying followed the two players from afar, reasoning that there must be a camp or some other human settlement nearby since there were players; she could probably ask for directions there.

Although there were still a few hours until nightfall, it was probably time to prepare for the return trip.

“Bro, there’s been an owl following us the whole time, looks pretty meaty. Should we shoot it down and stew it for dinner tonight?” Song Qing whispered.

Song Lang glanced back “subtly” and nodded at his sister, turned briskly while taking off his hunting bow from his back, and shot an arrow.

Mu Ying had just wanted to quietly follow them until she found a nearby camp; it never crossed her mind that she would be targeted as prey. Although his Arrow Skill was not very good, he shot three arrows without so much as grazed a single feather of hers; she hardly even dodged.

After that, she even perched herself directly atop a treetop.

“Bro, it’s just standing there not moving, and you still can’t hit it?” Song Qing complained.

Another arrow flew past Mu Ying, and Song Lang reached for his quiver only to find it empty: “No more arrows, look how cute it is, even the heavens can’t bear for us to eat it!”

Song Qing: “...”

“Go pick up the arrows; they all cost money!” Song Lang said.

The siblings went back and retrieved all the arrows.

“Bro, let’s go back and practice more. Let’s only take action once we’re good. Otherwise, picking up arrows is such a hassle,” Song Qing said, expressing that she did not want to pick them up again.

As the two passed the large tree where Mu Ying was perched, Song Lang caught sight of the glossy, appetizing-looking owl on the tree and suggested to Song Qing, “How about we try one more time? That owl seems to be waiting for us!”

“I think it’s looking down on you!” Song Qing retorted.

“This close, I’m sure I can hit it,” Song Lang decided to shoot from directly under the tree this time.

Song Qing gave him one more chance, albeit reluctantly.

“That arrow was a bit off. Instead of thinking about stewing me, how about I treat you to a meal?”

Witnessing the owl turn into a girl with dark green hair, green eyes, and wearing a light green dress with floral patterns, perched on the treetop holding the very arrow that was just shot, left them rubbing their eyes in unison, “You, you, you...”

“I am a Druid. What you saw was my animal form, a little owl. I was following you to find a nearby camp to ask for directions, but it seems like you wanted to eat me. No other options then, I had to transform back to human form to ask you. As compensation, I can treat you to dinner, which will definitely taste better than stewing a bird, what do you say?”

Mu Ying saw the ghostly expressions on their faces and explained.