Becoming a creator in prehistory

Chapter 114 The Completely Forgotten Memory

Facing Ashmi who insisted on entering the dead fog, the other druids showed expressions of disbelief.

"Ashmi, we know that Benu is your first student, and this accident is hard for you to accept.

But no matter how sad you are, you can't make fun of your own life. "

Hearing the persuasion from the people around him, Ashmi responded unmoved:
"I think Benu shouldn't be dead yet. I want to try and see if I can rescue him from it."

Although Ashmi gave the reason, the druids around him still couldn't accept it.

After all, the concentration of the dead fog in the northern forest was still very low when it first appeared, which allowed people to be safe during the day.

And with the increasing concentration of dead fog, it is now as dangerous during the day as at night.

Facing everyone's dissuasion, Ashmi said confidently:
"I have observed the dead fog in the northern forest for a long time. I found that when night and day alternate, the dead fog will be greatly weakened. I plan to use this interval to go in and find Benu.

Well, don't try to persuade me any more, I'm sensible. "

Seeing that Ashmi had made up his mind, the people around him had no choice but to agree.

At this time, the sun had already risen a little near the horizon, and Ashmi knew that time was running out, and if it was delayed any longer, Bennu would really be hopeless.

I saw that he tied a thick hemp rope tanned with fir branches around his waist, and handed the other end to the druids around him as a safety rope when necessary.

When everything was ready, Ashmi took a deep breath and walked directly towards the dead fog.

Perhaps it was because of the long silence at night, facing the first ray of sunlight in the morning, the surrounding dead fog seemed very uncomfortable.

Under the sunlight, the pitch-black mist became almost transparent.

When Ashmi stepped into the range of the fog, there was no accident, and his judgment was not wrong.

However, he knew that this safety was only temporary, and when the dead fog adapted to the sun's rays, the place would become aggressive again.

"We must hurry up!"

Just as Ashmi was about to go deeper into the dead fog to find Benu's whereabouts, a sheep cry came from behind him.

He quickly looked back, and it turned out that his dragon-born mount followed in.

Seeing this, Ashmi gently patted its head.

"Are you worried that something will happen to me? Don't worry, I won't leave you behind like your former master did.

Come on, let's find Benu's whereabouts as soon as possible and get out of here together. "

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"Zach, are you being lazy?"

With a burning pain in his arm, Benu opened his eyes.

What caught his eyes was an angry man, who held a bamboo stick in his hand, and shouted loudly at him:
"Zach, you goddamn boy, I let you herd cows and you're sleeping here.

If something goes wrong with the cow, I'll beat you to death. "

As he said that, the middle-aged man raised the bamboo stick in his hand and slammed it down again.

From Benu's point of view, this person was simply inexplicable. He raised his hand, accurately grasped the bamboo stick that the other party waved towards him, and then snatched it away.

"You misidentified the person, I am not Zach, my name is Benu."

Benu's sudden counterattack made the middle-aged man stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted and said angrily:
"I don't care if your name is Zac or Benu, you are my son.

Do you guys think that if your wings are hardened, you can resist my father?

Don't forget who gave you what you eat and drink. If you dare to do this before you are an adult, you will be fine in the future.

Zach, from today onwards you have nothing to eat, this is your punishment. "

Saying that, the middle-aged man turned around angrily and left here.

Looking at the back of the other party leaving, Benu couldn't help saying with some disgust:
"It's ridiculous, how could I be the child of this kind of person.

I'm Benu, a druid, and the only person I'm closest to is my teacher Ashmi. "

Thinking of this, he suddenly realized that he was dragged into the dead fog by the vines.

He quickly looked around, and there was no trace of dead fog around. This place wasn't even a forest, but a plain covered with green grass.

Here he can clearly see the majestic Hengcheng, and Benu estimates that it should be the outermost subsidiary village of the entire city-state.

"Damn it, why did I unknowingly come to the territory of the Golden Clan."

The druid has been at odds with the gold clan for a long time, and he doesn't want to be caught by the enemy.

In this way, he decisively ran towards the forest, wanting to return to Ashmi's side.

However, after a long journey, he himself was tired and out of breath, but the forest on the other side of the river was like a flower in the water, as far away as the moon in the mirror, and he couldn't reach there at all.

At this moment, Benu finally realized that everything around him was not real, but some kind of illusion created by the dead fog, and now he was still trapped in the fog.

The reason why he was able to react was because this was not the first time.

Back then, he had fallen into a similar hallucination in the northern forest, but last time he was watching from the sidelines, and this time he was more immersed in the scene.

"No, I have to find a way to wake up, I can't just be trapped here."

Benu didn't want to die yet, this predicament inspired his inner desire to survive, recalling the strange middle-aged man before, he decided to look for clues from this person.

Following the direction the other party left, Benu walked all the way to the village.

Looking at the wooden buildings in the village, as well as the adults chatting nearby and children playing, Benu felt that everything in front of him was very strange.

"Is this the way of life of the people of gold?

How many trees do these houses need to cut down, these people are disgusting. "

While he was secretly cursing, a person who was chatting nearby reminded him kindly:
"Hey, boy from the charcoal burner's family, just now I saw your father come back from here cursing, he seems to be in a bad mood.

If I were you, I wouldn't go home and make fun of him now. "

At this time, another person threatened jokingly:
"Haha, isn't that right, be careful that he fills you into the stove as charcoal and burns it together."

The other party didn't know that it was Benu who made the middle-aged man so angry.

When he learned from the people around him that the opponent's occupation turned out to be burning charcoal with firewood, as a druid, Benu's impression of the opponent was even worse.

"Hmph, if I knew it earlier, I would have fixed that person properly."

Looking for the location where the billowing smoke came out, Benu found the home of the charcoal burner.

Although the pungent smell of charcoal made him a little uncomfortable, in order to find clues, he walked into this house...

(End of this chapter)