Becoming a creator in prehistory

Chapter 94 Druid Inheritance

"Huh, huh..."

Ashmi kept running in the thick fog, he didn't know where he was, let alone where he was going.

He just wanted to stay away from the faint sound of the flute behind him, the sound was so annoying, it seemed to remind him of the last thing he didn't want to face, even though he couldn't even remember what it was.

Just as he was running tirelessly, a sharp pain suddenly hit his chest. He subconsciously touched it with his hand, only to find that the palm of his hand was covered with golden blood.

Not far away, five people were staring at him with weapons.

"Hengcheng poachers!"

He recognized the identities of these people at a glance. As a Druid, these guys who stole trees were his main enemies.

Without hesitation, Ashimi rushed towards these five people directly, relying on his solid oak armor and superior skills, he insisted on killing them with injuries.

Although he was a little tired, he was still going to hang the corpses of these people on the tree according to the rules set by the fairy in the forest, so as to warn other people who stole the trees.

He walked up to a corpse and put the rope on his body around the neck of the corpse.

During this operation, the hood on the corpse's head fell off, revealing a face exactly like his.

Seeing this weird scene, an unprecedented fear hit my heart.

"what!"

He screamed and opened his eyes, only to find that everything before had disappeared.

There is no sound of the flute, no poachers, and no corpse exactly like him. It turned out that everything before was just a dream.

Seeing this, his goat friend came over and stuck out his tongue and licked his hand, as if trying to comfort him.

At this time, Meng Hu also came over and handed a bowl to him.

"It's a nightmare, come and drink this bowl of honeysuckle juice, it can help you get rid of your inner anxiety."

Ashmi heard this, and said with some shame:
"Teacher, you have seen that I am not as good as you imagined. It is not a good choice for you to recommend me to be a druid leader. I may live up to your expectations."

"Haha, did a nightmare frighten you?

Boy, don't think so much, it's not your fault.

This kind of nightmare is actually very common. Whenever newcomers arrive, many people will have nightmares. Maybe it is caused by the power of the fairy in the forest.

Remember, don't go to the Whispering Hill to disturb him on weekdays.

Fortunately, the handover has been completed, and the fairy should not show up again until you recommend the next successor. "

Hearing Menghu's words, Ashmi felt better. He took a sip of the bowl of honeysuckle juice, and the bitter taste instantly spread to the whole mouth.

Although the grass juice was bitter, it did dilute the trouble in his heart.

As a druid, Ashmi has never been attached to power. The leader of the druids has no meaning to him. This title only brings him pressure.

Rather than becoming a leader, he still hopes to wander alone in the mountains and forests as before.

However, he will not shirk responsibility.

In his life, Menghu was the role of teacher and father. He still remembers how the other party taught him to be a qualified druid.

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Although the honeysuckle juice worked well, Ashmi had a sleepless night.

Early the next morning, he led the crowd to welcome a group of special guests in the Druid Ring.

That's right, these special guests are exactly the children who showed up here yesterday.

They will take root and sprout here as a new generation of druid seedlings.

However, these children do not have such awareness now.

Looking at the druids surrounding them, they huddled together nervously, almost crying.

Seeing this, Ashmi did not stop him, but instead allowed the druids to put pressure on these children.

To become a qualified druid, one needs to face very strict selection.

Among them, psychological quality is far more important than physical quality. The latter can be continuously trained, while the former is innate.

Druids do not pay attention to blood relationship, but follow the one-to-one master-apprentice training method.

This means that the old druids will devote a lot of time and energy to the new generation.

Children with poor psychological endurance are the most troublesome, which is likely to lead to wasted efforts.

Therefore, the current situation is that the druids are testing the children's ability to withstand stress.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Meng Hu said with some emotion:
"Ashimi, do you still remember that when you first came here, you experienced a similar scene.

I still remember how calm and composed you were. "

Ashmi heard the words, and said directly and honestly:
"Teacher, I was really just petrified back then."

When Meng Hu heard this, he blew his beard angrily.

"You kid is good at everything, but your words are not pleasant. Is it so difficult to admit that your teacher has good eyesight?"

Seeing that Ashmi remained silent, like a gourd, Meng Hu lost his temper immediately.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense.

Look carefully, pick a good seedling in a while, and I will check it out for you.

This time I can make do with anything, I have to pick a more lively kid, you guys are really boring. "

Ashmi is the default druid leader, and the preferential treatment is a certain priority.

Coupled with Menghu guarding the gate, he quickly selected a child who was relatively calm.

Afterwards, the other druids also began to choose their favorite children, preparing to be their own training objects.

The process went very quickly, and just as Ashmi was about to lead the chosen child away, a commotion at the spot caught his attention.

I saw a child standing there crying loudly, and as the surrounding children were taken away by the druid one by one, his crying became louder and louder.

On the other hand, a druid looked at him indifferently, with a look of boredom on his face.

"What's the matter, isn't it all already selected, why don't you hurry up and take people away."

Seeing Ashmi approaching to ask, the druid immediately complained:
"Ashmi, do you think this child is suitable for becoming a Druid?

I got the worst one by lottery, and I admit I was unlucky.

However, I really don't want to waste my time on the trash. "

Obviously, the druid didn't pick the child he wanted, and he was planning to drop the pick.

Ashmi glanced at the wailing child, and then said:
"Let's see it this way, you come and take this child by my side, and leave the one you chose to me."

The druid didn't expect to encounter such a good thing, and his brows were filled with joy, as if he was afraid that Ashmi would repent, he agreed repeatedly, and then led the child away immediately.

Seeing this, Menghu on the side blew his beard and stared again, and Ashmi's next words almost made him faint from anger.

I saw that Ashmi led the crying child over, smiled and said to Menghu:
"Teacher, I think this is quite lively."

(End of this chapter)