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He said that the village had no name, so when others asked him about it, he always said that he was from the town closest to the village - Umut Town.
After walking for so long, Leah's eyelids were drooping. Zhang Mu held her in his arms and let her sleep. He followed the little boy through the winding ridges of the fields, crossed a small river on a wooden bridge, and entered the village.
The little boy led Zhang Mu past several low houses built with irregular stones and came to the gate of a stone house with a courtyard.
“Uncle Domit lives here, and he gets up early every morning to help everyone work on the fields.
After lunch, the whole afternoon was spent teaching us how to make iron farm tools.
Also, Uncle Domit is very good at swordsmanship, and at night he would go into the back mountains to hunt the wild animals that often broke into the village and killed cattle and sheep."
Zhang Mu looked at the bamboo fence with an inexplicable expression: "Thank you, I will go find him myself."
After that, he took out a handful of copper coins from his storage bag, about a hundred of them, and stuffed them into his pocket: "I also bought a bamboo basket, just put it here."
"But this is too much, Master Magician."
"The rest is my reward for helping me that day and this time."
The little boy didn't refuse again. He put the bamboo basket by the gate and ran away happily. It was time to go back home.
Holding Leah, Zhang Mu walked forward and knocked on the door.
"Sorry, I came back late from the mountains last night. I'm coming."
As Domit's voice left the house, a man pushed open the door and walked out.
Through the huge gap between the door panels, Zhang Mu caught a glimpse of his figure.
Compared with the day before yesterday, he has changed a lot.
The exquisite light armor that protected his entire body was replaced by the same rough linen short-sleeved shorts as the villagers, and the long sword at his waist was replaced by a hoe.
The rough skin of his arms and thighs was covered with dry yellow mud and grass clippings. His feet were wearing straw sandals, with his toes exposed and the gaps between his nails filled with wet black mud.
I went straight to bed after I came home last night.
He walked through the courtyard, opened the gate, and looked at Zhang Mu who was holding Leah in his arms, and was obviously stunned.
After recovering from his shock, he quickly turned aside and asked, "Mr. Zhang Mu, why are you here?"
Zhang Mu stepped over the threshold and looked around the courtyard. On the right side of the open space stood a low stone table and four low stone benches. In the corner were piled various farm tools and broken straw sandals that were about to fall apart.
"What about you? What are you doing here?"
After closing the door, Domit turned around and walked over: "I want to know if the poor can save the Kingdom of Lake and the continent of Sol."
"Not counting today, you've been here for two days, right? Do you have an answer?"
Nodding, he smiled and said, “There are more than thirty households and more than eighty villagers in the village, but they can’t even deal with a powerful beast.
I judge that even if all the poor people in the entire Sol continent were gathered together and equipped with the finest iron weapons and armor,
Eventually they will all be wiped out by a senior rider, it's just a matter of time.
Above the senior knights there are great knights, and above that there are still higher levels.”
"So." Domit sat on the stone bench and waved to Zhang Mu to come over and sit down. "My answer is, let alone Sol Continent and Lake Kingdom,
They can’t even save their own village.”
Zhang Mu sat on the stone bench opposite him and changed Leah in his arms to a more comfortable position: "Then why don't you leave."
"Because, I can make their lives a little better."
"There are at least tens of thousands of villages like this in the Kingdom of Lake. If you can't help them all, no one will care." Zhang Mu spoke in a flat tone, not knowing what he was thinking.
He suddenly stood up, knelt on one knee towards Zhang Mu, bowed solemnly and performed the knight's salute: "Mr. Zhang Mu, I know you are testing me.
Although I am humble, I am not an idiot. I understand your deep meaning."
Pointing outside the courtyard, Domit said sincerely, "They care."
"Ha." Zhang Mu laughed, "I take back what I said that day."
Domit raised his head in surprise: "Would you like to..."
"I'm sorry, I admire your will and ideals very much, but I have my own things to do, and I am not interested in your ideals.
I’m very selfish.”
He lowered his head somewhat dejectedly: "Mr. Zhang Mu...if you are really selfish, you wouldn't come here to visit me..."
"I have other purposes. Do you know the Silent Forest?"
Standing up suddenly, Domit's excitement almost burst out of his chest: "You are going to the Quiet Forest?!"
"what happened?"
He was so happy that he jumped up and down like a child: "God bless you, it doesn't matter if Domit uses up all his life's luck today!"
Zhang Mu looked confused: "Why are you crazy?"
"Mr. Zhang Mu, the resistance is in the Silent Forest!"
Chapter 97: Please take a day off as there are guests at home.
As the title says, I will make up for what I owe you tomorrow.
Chapter 98 Thinking about doing something
Zhang Mu was very surprised to learn that the rebels' hiding place was in the Silent Forest.
I originally thought that this rebel army was just a bunch of young people who got together for a meal and came up with it, but I didn't expect that they actually had some strength.
Although Domit did not tell Zhang Mu what their strength was.
But since they can use the dangerous Quiet Forest as their base, it is impossible for them to not have some tricks in their hands.
Otherwise it's not hiding, but providing food for the monsters.
This aroused Zhang Mu's interest.
It’s interesting that there are high-level professionals willing to join an organization that obviously has no future.
In addition, his original purpose was to go to the Quiet Forest, so Zhang Mu agreed to go with them.
As soon as he let go, Domit was so happy that he threw the hoe aside and rushed out of the yard.
When he came back a few minutes later, Zhang Mu realized that he had gone to inform the villagers that he had to leave.
The villagers who followed him to the courtyard gate were holding some wheat and fruits in their arms and were trying to stuff them into his hands.
Looking at this scene, Zhang Mu felt a little emotional. Poor people are always simple and honest.
But Domit took the food and went into the house to pack his bags. The villagers went home for a while. Zhang Mu carried Leah out of the yard and planned to walk around the village. He found that the pancakes that the little boy had placed by the door were gone, so he no longer thought so.
"Damn it, how dare you steal my cake?!"
Recalling the villagers who came over to deliver things just now, a small half of them came empty-handed. I thought that they were really poor at home and came here to fish in troubled waters!
"Mr. Zhang Mu, what happened?" He yelled a little loudly, and Leah was woken up. She rubbed her eyes and asked in a daze.
"It's okay." Touching the little cat girl's ears, Zhang Mu's anger quickly dissipated.
"Hmm." She hummed, buried her head in her arms, and continued to sleep.
Zhang Mu was not interested as he stroked her smooth golden hair.
He wanted to experience the exotic village, but his cake was stolen and he suddenly felt that everywhere was the same and there was nothing interesting to see.
He turned back to the house and discussed with Domit. After calming down, he decided to set out for the Silent Forest early the next morning.
The reason for this is that he tried his best to teach the essentials of blacksmithing techniques to the village blacksmiths in two days.
Time was running out, so he didn't waste any time and immediately opened the gate to get to work.
Zhang Mu went into the room, put Leah on the bed, covered her with a quilt, used Transfiguration to create an illusion of himself, and sat on a wooden chair beside him, closed his eyes and took a nap.
Then he summoned a portal and returned to reality.
He stepped out of the door without resting, and activated the shadow technique to rush to the hill outside Su City.
On the way, he was thinking that if the citizens hadn't left after a few days, he would have to find a way to get them all away.
After all, we are in the wild, and it would be bad if someone got hurt.
In fact, Zhang Mu thought that since the citizens couldn't find any trace of the immortal cultivators, they must have dispersed, so he came here just to confirm.
But soon after entering the mountain, we heard a lot of noise by the river.
After passing through the woods, I saw that there were not only many more people camping on the gravel beach beside the shallow river, but there were actually many more tents.
In addition to those who come here seriously to "seek immortals", there are also many anchors who walk around with selfie sticks and shout something loudly.
Outside the campsite with tents of various shapes and colors, the number of government officials responsible for citizens' safety has also increased significantly.
After pinching his chin and thinking for a while, Zhang Mu released the shadow spell, transformed into an ordinary citizen with an ordinary appearance, and walked out of the woods.
Walking on the gravel to enter the camp, he was truly enlightened.
No wonder so many live streamers come here.
Those who set up tents here are not ordinary workers who have poor economic conditions as imagined and hope to meet "immortal fate" and rise to fame overnight.
On the contrary, judging by the way they dress, and the watches and other jewellery they wear, most of them come from well-off families, at least middle class.
Come to think of it, if you don't have much financial resources, you won't be able to afford to take a few days off from work and go out into the wild to "seek immortals".
Zhang Mu wondered if he could do something while there were so many people around.
It just so happens that there are quite a lot of "Internet celebrities" here. Although he doesn't have a good impression of the hosts who keep talking about "family" and sell fake goods, it cannot be denied that this group can play a positive role in spreading information.
"donor."
While wandering between the tents, Zhang Mu suddenly heard a voice behind him. He turned around subconsciously and found it was an old Taoist priest.
He was thin and wore a Taoist robe. He had a goat-grey beard, his hair was tied in a bun on his head, and there was a gleam in his eyes.
If ordinary people saw this, they would have some respect in their hearts and think that this old Taoist was probably not an ordinary person.
But when Zhang Mu scanned with his mental power, he knew that it was just an ordinary person.
"The Taoist priest is calling me?"