Roaming through the world of Doraemon

“Boss Gao is right, I know this is wrong.”

“Young Master Zhu Dan, you read this: once you join, I will stop doing this. In the future, I will have to spend more time with this channel and help each other.”

Gao Sijun gave each of them fifty lashes, and the storm subsided. Many teachers walked together, without danger, evil forces, or any eye-catching monsters coming to their doorstep seeking death.

We were almost there; a dark swamp lay beneath our feet.

Gauss asked his teacher who was leading the way, "Are you sure this is the right place?"

Dan Shi nodded. "I bought a hunter, and I once stumbled into a swamp and saw a similar cross-shaped flower!"

"Where is the hunter?" Gao Sijun asked.

Shi Dan was a little embarrassed. "I grabbed his family and threatened him to go again, but he went into the swamp and disappeared."

Gao Sibo nodded without saying anything.

The swamp has a unique topography, with a black surface and underwater mud at the bottom. Even if a monk were trapped inside, he would be swallowed up and disappear.

Legend has it that the most terrifying places in the swamp are the nine secluded spots that lead deep into the earth, where evil spirits appear at will, more terrifying than evil demons and beasts.

The Orion constellation that Dan Shi just mentioned was also very lucky. Only when it was accidentally bumped into the depths of the swamp and threatened to enter a second time would it be unlucky and would be promptly swallowed up by the monster in the swamp.

Gao Sijun looked at the endless swamp and sighed. "That newspaper got Liu stuck, so he came here to explore this path."

Among these alchemy masters, Gao Sijun had the most followers, eight in total. Liu was a thin, elderly man who carried a bamboo basket on his back containing white paper, paste, and bamboo strips...

Paper pulled Liu out of the crowd, took out everything from the basket, used bamboo strips as a frame, pasted white paper as shapes, and then quickly tied it into five slender white rabbits.

The white rabbit was placed on the ground in five directions.

Liu bit the paper and gave it to the white rabbit's forehead, making a red dot on its forehead, and then blew a breath on its back.

The paper on the ground bound the white rabbit, which immediately came to life and bounced in different directions.

Gao Sijun nodded and said, "Keep up."

Ye Ming stared at Liu's back on the paper. The humble old man had borrowed the superb magic of the object's shape and made such a clever puppet with white paper, bamboo strips and other items.

A white rabbit couldn't escape the whirlpool half a mile away; it was swallowed by 5.7 and buried in the thick mud, never to float again.

When they witnessed this scene, Dan Shi breathed a cool sigh of relief. If the white rabbit hadn't ventured into the path of death, one of them would have fallen into the trap and been swallowed by the swamp.

This piece of paper once again drove the remaining ignorant papers to be pasted in front of the white rabbit, exploring the path in front of the crowd.

Chapter 78 Gently Pecked

Then he walked another seven or eight miles, and the remaining four white rabbits were either swallowed by swamp monsters or fell to the ground by a trap.

Liu, wearing a paper tie, stretched out his hands. "Gao Dan, I'm sorry, this old man can't do anything."

Gao Sijun nodded. "You come down first, let Aishiro go up."

Shi Lang was a burly man, and both of them were very tall. Walking through the swamp full of black water, they had to take out dozens of kilograms of mud with each step.

When Dan Shi saw Shi Lang, they were puzzled. This man was a meat shield, a hardworking worker, and a skilled fighter. Using him to explore the road was a waste.

Ashlo wiped his hands a few times and yelled, "We're stuck in the air!"

As soon as the sound ended, dozens of columns of air fell down, and the floodwaters poured into the black water, creating huge craters in the basin everywhere.

With the dense bombardment of air columns, both traps and lurking monsters were exposed.

On the next journey, Ishro replaced the paper effigy and charged forward relentlessly, finally reaching the inner land of the swamp.

Even in the boundless swamp, there are rare, hard lands, like oases in the heart of the desert, which are very suitable for the growth of psychiatry, but monsters also flock to them.

Before setting foot on land, Gao Si's embers whispered, "There are too many powerful monsters on land. We were born out of control; it's best not to provoke them. This time, only choose the Crosshair; don't touch anything else."

All the masters agreed.

Before they had gone half a mile, Dan Shi spotted a bright, blood-red lotus growing by the roadside in the group. It was delicate and fragrant, and he couldn't resist reaching out to pick it.

The moment his palm touched the petal, a sudden change occurred. The lotus dream closed, the soil beneath exploded, a dark shadow rose into the air, and lightning gently pecked at Dansi's tiger mouth.

He was as drunk as Dan, staggered a few steps, and collapsed to the ground.

"Let's go, let's go."

Several pill collectors nearby started putting all sorts of pills into his mouth, but it was too late. The pill collectors' mouths closed, and they got angry on the spot.

"That's too poisonous!"

This happened so suddenly that Dan Shi only knew it was a monster attack, but they did not expect the poison to be so potent that it was the right thing to do, killing him in an instant.

“Don’t touch it,” Gao said painfully. “Or that’s what’s happening.”

After that lesson, Teacher Dan became increasingly cautious, and even if they saw some very precious medicinal herbs, they dared not start picking them.

Under Gao Sijun's leadership, the group quickly found a target in the oasis.

The oasis is surrounded by silt accumulated over tens of millions of years, containing countless organisms and decaying plants, making it extremely nutritious and sufficient to provide a large amount of elixir of immortality.

For the Cross Star Flower to grow, in addition to its enormous halo, it also needs abundant nutrients, and the swamp has a unique environment.

In the center of the land, in the concave area, the silvery-white cross-shaped flowers resemble a vast sea, rippling with waves as a gentle breeze blows.

"So many?" The Danshi people were overjoyed and had no choice but to step forward and select them.

"Wait!" Gottings took a sip of his drink and stopped the crowd.

Only then did people remember the lessons of the past and fear that monsters might be lurking.

The cross-shaped flower grows vines, dense and intertwined, almost forming a sea of ​​vines, full of green leaves, and countless terrifying creatures.

Chapter 79 More Options

Teacher Dan wanted to take the exam, but there was a rodent taboo against damaging the star-shaped flowers, which put her in a dilemma.

"Boss Gao, the psychiatric drugs are right in front of us, why are you still hesitating? We anticipated the danger of going to pick up the drugs this time. Wealth comes from risk, but does danger mean nothing?"

“It doesn’t have to be separate,” one of the Danes said. “We pick the cross-shaped flowers ourselves, and whoever picks them keeps them.”

As soon as this statement was made, Dan Shi agreed with it one after another.

Gao Sibo was the most powerful man, and this suggestion was of the greatest benefit to him, so he agreed to it after some careful consideration.

This cross-shaped flower is widely distributed, stretching for ten miles, and everyone is fortunate enough to act alone to avoid the possibility of conflict.

At this moment, Ye Ming's shortcomings became apparent.

Other alchemical stones have followers, waiters, and star-pickers who can help quickly.

Even Jiang Jian had two followers, and the three of them together picked flowers from the vines one after another.

Ye Ming was the only one who was alone. He moved slower than the other teachers, but he was not in a hurry and was not panicked at all.

The other teachers were more interested in seeing him make a fool of himself than offering any advice or help.

Especially since he was abstinent, although he was suppressed by Gao Si's embers, he resented Ye Ming in his heart. Seeing him in such a state made him very happy.

Just a quarter of an hour later, the fast Dan Shi had collected dozens of bags of cross-shaped flowers, and another fifteen or sixteen bags of slow-growing flowers.

But Ye Ming was slow and rational, as if he were on a spring outing. He picked so many cross-shaped flowers that the total weight wasn't even half a bag. Master Dan, who was nearby, was gloating. Seeing that Ye Ming had picked quite a few cross-shaped flowers, he thought that Ye Ming's hands and feet were too slow and that he hadn't followed along with the other man's help.

Although there are many crosses before us, there will always be a time to choose them. If we choose fewer, others will choose more, and we must compete with our companions for the clock.

To be as slow as Ye Ming is tantamount to entering a treasure mountain empty-handed, which they consider foolish.

Ye Ming was a little anxious now, not for the cross-shaped flower, but for burying it in the ground.

Currently, with the crowd all around, Ye Ming is unable to dive underground and truly uncover Luo Ga Teng's needs.

I was extremely anxious when I heard Gao Feng's command: "Be careful when picking them, and don't damage the roots of the vines."

Dan Shi knows that this sea of ​​vines before us is a valuable asset, allowing us to continue cultivating the Cross Star Flower in the future.

Gao Sijun has eight followers, the most of whom were selected.

Ishiro rushed up to him, manipulating the air currents to pluck the flowers one by one from the green stems, ensuring they wouldn't harm the body, and sent them into Yansiluo's medicine basket.

Suddenly, the vines in front of them swayed a few times.

Ishro looked wary, holding magic in his palm, but (Zhao Zhao) was not drawn to it. He remembered Gornber's orders and did not want to harm the vines.

Suddenly, the vine was pierced by a sharp object, and sawdust was scattered everywhere.

A gust of wind rushed toward the stone surface of Xiluo, and the sesame-seed-like black shadow rapidly magnified.

Ashlo's hand was altered and trapped in the air amidst the dark shadows.

His air capture can compress air under high pressure, turning it into projectiles that can flatten even an iron-shelled turtle.

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But the shadow was struck by the emptiness, rolled in mid-air for only a few weeks, and then flew in at an even faster speed.

Ashlow's eyes were black and stinging with pain; he couldn't just collapse to the ground.

His followers saw it; their fingers held a wind blade that grazed Ashlo's face.

After several crashes, the shadow was shot to the ground.

Then look at Shi Lang, his face is covered in bones, even his belt has been bitten off, he's almost dead.

Gao Sijun stepped forward and looked at the dark shadow wriggling on the ground. It was a white louse wearing a hard shell, which looked like a piece of white bone material. There were a few marks on the surface. Just now, 077 had blown up a lingering wind.

"My wind blades can even be cut by steel ingots, so why can't I do it with a monster?" The followers of this photo are incredible.

Gao Sijun extended her left hand, thumb and middle finger, and blue flames fell, burning the strange flying fly, turning it over and over.

After five breaths, the planthopper was burned to ashes.

"Five breaths, what kind of monster is this?" Gao Sijun muttered to himself.

Then, one accident after another occurred.