Drive southwest along Kangjian Forest, the trees gradually become sparse, and from time to time, intermittent logging paths appear near the shore of the Ashes Lake. On both sides of the path, you can also see old and decaying trunks. After wind, sun and rain, they have become shelter for plants such as moss, mushrooms, etc.

Through the obstruction of trees, you can see old tree stumps hidden among grass and shrubs. This was once a logging site, and high-quality wood provided a source of living for many people. Neibo Town is located next to Kangjian Forest, or to be more precise, part of Kangjian Forest was cut down and changed to the current Neibo Town.

The town once flourished because of the logging industry, but it also caused disasters due to excessive logging. A group of druids living near the Ashes Lake disagreed with the town's indiscriminate logging for commercial interests, and launched its own actions after repeated warnings. A plague curse against the loggers attacked the town of Neibo. All those who cut down trees were infected, extremely weak, and soon completely lost their ability to work.

The townsmen and the druids began to confront each other. The merchants of Nebo Town hired many adventurers and launched a continuous attack on the druid community, and continued to pursue and suppress the two forests on the east and west sides of the Ashes Lake. The druids, who occupy the right time and place, were very powerful. Many adventurers went to carry out missions, but they were as if they were swallowed by the forest and disappeared without a trace.

The huge risk pushed up the bounty of the mission, but the wealth accumulated by the merchants in the past was enough to keep the mission going. More and more adventurers were attracted by the interests to Neibo Town, and joined hands for this mission. After exchanging many casualties with the druids, they discovered another way to make a fortune.

The young and middle-aged people in Neibo Town are mainly lumberjacks. Under the curse of the weak plague, they could only barely pick up the bowl and eat. They could not do anything, let alone pick up weapons to protect themselves. Neibo Town's defense has dropped to the lowest level in history, and the adventurers gathered here are the most powerful ever. Although not all adventurers will become robbers, under the connection and instigation of some people who are interested, the upright adventurers who are willing to help the town selflessly become a minority.

A looting began, the whole town fell into chaos, and the killing continued in the name of money. The druid saw everything and extended a helping hand when the town people were desperate. A safe passage to take refuge in the forest appeared, and the beast became a protector, greatly reducing the losses of personnel in Neibo Town.

The town was almost ruined, but above the ruins, the villagers reached an understanding with the druid, and crazy commercial logging became history. From the original wood production, it gradually turned into wood product processing. The use of trees decreased, but the profit was not much different from the past. In addition, the townsmen began to plant trees and replenish healthy forests in a planned manner, and a new balance emerged.

The pursuit of those robber adventurers lasted for twenty years, and all the money recovered was spent on the construction of the town. After this lesson, Neibo Town paid great attention to dialogue and communication, and was very opposed to intensifying the contradictions to the level of force confrontation. Their capable and professional town guards were a powerful guarantee for this idea.

This is a "talking" town! Although it is a somewhat slanderous and biased statement, it can also reflect the style of this town. Because of this style, it is not difficult to understand that it has become the most inclusive and open town in the north.

The forest that Zhao Mai saw along the way was replanted later. The stumps left over from the past were still kept in place because the roots were still clinging to the soil and the cost of digging and cleaning was too high. The roads in the forest were often "chewed" by tree stumps, which were not suitable for cars to pass.

Modern transportation requires a whole system to support it, and Graleone's level is still at the level of riding horses and using carriages. Zhao Mai also thought of this. He was driving while discussing with his partners.

"I think we can't park our cars in villages and towns, the risk is too great. Such a rare thing will attract too much attention, don't you?"

"Wang", the reserve grain opened its eyes wide and answered very seriously.

"Although I defeated the dwarf magician before, it was because of intentional calculations and no intentions, and it did not represent my true skills. If someone else was willing to plot against me and gave me a blow, wouldn't I be miserable?"

The reserve grain opened its mouth wide, licked its tongue through its upper teeth, and then yelled twice.

"Oh, you don't agree? You said that with you, no one can hit me?" Zhao Mai looked at the puppy with a smile and said with relief: "Thank you for your concern, but you are still too young, I can't take risks with you. It's better to be safer."

"Wang!"

"I must have a brain problem so I keep talking to the dog, and it can be very smooth." Zhao Mai pinched his skin hard, and the pain that penetrated his brain alerted him. "I hope this will not be a sign of schizophrenia. If you say that you are too self-sufficient, you will not end up."

This is what Zhao Mai is most worried about now. He was able to travel through a taxi, which caused him a huge shock. If he could not share it with others, his inner excitement would accumulate and become more and more congested, and he might destroy his nerve defense at any time. So he seized all opportunities to learn common languages ​​and constantly simulated various communication occasions with limited vocabulary, hoping to integrate into this world as soon as possible.

However, the car still needs to be hidden, and it is never a good idea to drive into the town swagger. The Ranger told Zhao Mai through his dog legs that he was going to Neibo Town, but he didn't say what Neibo Town was like. What if there was a powerful lord there and decided to rob the car after seeing it? If Zhao Mai was still in the car, he was not afraid of heaven or earth. The only thing he was afraid of was what he said for the reserved grain: being beaten and slaughtered.

A abandoned logging farm appeared on the roadside, and many animals frightened by car horns rushed out of the collapsed warehouse. The roads in the factory have long been destroyed, with wind, frost, rain, snow and no one cared for, and the power of nature will inevitably cover up the traces of industry.

This is a good place. Zhao Mai drove around and found no characteristics of camping or crowding. He moved a few pieces of rotten wood and parked the car in a warehouse with half of the walls. Unless he walked in and happened to be standing next to the car, there was no way to see such a thing parked in the warehouse from outside.

The next road was to walk by himself. Zhao Mai searched through the old logging yard, picked up a few good long wood, chopped, peeled it, and wrapped it with cloth, and used it as a long stick, shoulder pole and cane. A worn-out wheelbarrow can still be used, provided that it can withstand the huge creaking sound of friction. No oil was found in the entire logging yard, so the harsh sound accompanied Zhao Mai all the way.
Chapter completed!