30: Section 30

The next day.

Su Ming walked with heavy steps along the small path leading to the Redridge Mountains.

At this moment, his mind was still somewhat dazed.

It couldn't be helped.

Last night, in front of the research angel Zhixin, he had put on quite a show.

There was no denying it.

At the time, seeing the expressions of the angel ladies questioning their very existence was indeed quite satisfying.

But immediately after... Su Ming suffered the consequences.

Zhixin and Moyi insisted on grilling him with questions. He didn't want to answer, but faced with those two faces full of anticipation, no normal person could bring themselves to say the word 'no'!

Helpless.

Su Ming could only risk his life to accompany the angels.

One could only say.

An L4 Creation Scholar, plus L4 Creation Skill, truly held immense weight.

It didn't matter if the theory wasn't fully understood.

Talking about his own personal experiences.

Discussing the perceptible, analyzable changing parameters during the Creation process was enough to send Moyi and Zhixin into raptures.

Yet even so, Su Ming was pestered by the two angels the entire night.

Thus.

As soon as morning arrived.

Su Ming eagerly fled the sanctuary and teleported to the world of Azeroth.

The morning light was just right.

Casting his crimson guard armor in a divine, god-like aura.

A gentle breeze whispered.

The young man, his dragon-headed helmet hidden, breathed in the forest's vibrant vitality with ease.

Suddenly.

"Awooo!—"

A mountain lion, standing over three meters at the shoulder, launched itself in a clawing, snarling pounce straight at Su Ming's face.

However.

*Clang!—*

Su Ming merely raised his hand lightly to block.

He didn't even use much force before the poor mountain lion was sent flying backward like a cannonball.

"What the heck?"

Su Ming was startled.

He immediately bent his knees and leaped, landing with a *clang* over twenty meters away.

Looking down.

The large mountain lion lay limp and sprawled on the ground, clearly not long for this world!

Well, this...

Playing the victim, huh?

Su Ming crouched down, broke off a branch, and poked the unlucky creature.

Hmm... look at those confused little eyes.

*Squelch!—*

With a twist of the branch, it instantly pierced deep into the mountain lion's eye socket.

[Ding!—]

[Mountain Lion has died!]

[Congratulations, you have obtained: Class Experience*25, Bloodstained Mane*5, Lion Meat*1]

With a casual wave of his hand.

The corpse vanished.

A few more materials quietly appeared in Su Ming's backpack.

However...

Seeing a mountain lion meant the Redridge Mountains were close.

Passing through the Eastvale Logging Camp, he arrived at the mountain pass checkpoint established by the Kingdom of Stormwind.

"Sir, you..."

The sergeant stationed there had just begun to inquire when Su Ming promptly showed the Friendship Medal Dughan had given him.

Of course.

He had no intention of making things difficult for these soldiers:

"I was training near Elwynn Forest before. Recently, I heard the gnolls in the Redridge Mountains have become quite rampant, so I detoured here to take a look."

"Is there a problem?"

The middle-aged sergeant immediately stepped aside, signaling his soldiers to clear the passage while saying somewhat awkwardly:

"Of course not, sir... Please, go ahead!"

As Su Ming walked away, a young soldier asked in confusion:

"Sergeant, we haven't done the registration yet... this..."

Snorting coldly, the middle-aged sergeant reprimanded irritably:

"Do you have a brain?"

"Look at that gentleman's equipment!"

"I swear, even the most expensive blacksmith in Ironforge couldn't craft such exquisite full-metal armor!"

"Trust me, young masters from great noble families like that might have close ties to Dalaran. Such big shots are not people we can afford to offend!"

Su Ming heard the hushed conversation behind him.

In fact.

Many people along the way had similar thoughts.

The crimson guard's refined elegance and the mechanical quality bestowed by technology naturally attracted a lot of attention.

Even now.

Even at this military checkpoint guarding the vital passage from Elwynn Forest, many soldiers couldn't help but steal envious glances from time to time.

But...

Who cares!

Ge Men's remaining time in Azeroth was less than eight days!

With a suit of orange-glow armor on.

Wasn't Ge Men allowed to let loose a bit?

In less than half an hour, Su Ming, gradually picking up speed, arrived at a three-way fork. Here, he hesitated slightly.

The direction of Lakeshire led to the Stillwater Lake and a large number of tasks awaiting resolution.

The opposite direction was the road to Duskwood.

"However, the monster strength in the Redridge Mountains seems a bit weak?"

"Maybe I should just detour to Duskwood."

"Speaking of which... has that green dragon leader fallen into corruption yet?"

*Hiss!—*

A little nervous now!

...

Mist flowed like ribbons of satin, wrapping around the forest's waist.

With every step, the carpet of dead leaves and branches, like a thick quilt covering the entire forest, also enveloped Su Ming's feet.

A damp, cool breeze stirred, making the mist writhe, yet it carried a sense of nature's vibrant vitality!

"Indeed, without the erosion of undead power, Duskwood's natural environment is preserved quite well."

Of course.

Only the natural environment!

The natives here were downright rude to outsiders.

A shadow the size of a millstone shrieked as it swooped down. Su Ming grabbed his cloak and swung it with a wave of his hand!

A crimson arc of light flashed across.

The mist was instantly severed, and two severed halves of a corpse fell to either side of Su Ming.

Foul blood mixed with warm viscera spilled onto the ground.

[Ding!—]

[Venomfang Spider has died]

[Congratulations, you have obtained: Class Experience*30, Venom Sac*1, Spider Leg*2]

This wasn't the first Venomfang Spider Su Ming had encountered. On the path turning from the Redridge Mountains trail towards Duskwood, these ferocious hunters frequently appeared.

They clung to the dense canopies.

Any creature passing beneath the trees, regardless of what it was, would catch their attention.

The reason was simple: within Duskwood's bounds, Venomfang Spiders had proliferated to an overwhelming degree!

No wonder he had noticed earlier in Goldshire that the Kingdom of Stormwind's commerce wasn't very developed. With Azeroth's ecology like this, how could there be fertile ground for prosperous trade?

However...

"How on earth did that Selesine manage to do business in the Kingdom of Stormwind?"

Relying entirely on spatial backpacks?

That would be too extravagant!

Huh? Selesine was born a High Elf noble?

Well, that explains it!

No wonder she could even get her hands on Elementium Ingots. Su Ming was pondering whether to find this High Elf lady for another shopping spree when the monthly free dungeon was about to refresh?

With a great leap, he sprang over ten meters high. The long blade at his waist suddenly traced a crimson light trail.

Branches along the way were cleanly sliced, along with another Venomfang Spider that had been playing dead.

Landing, he swung the blade!

A string of foul blood splattered onto the ground in a crescent arc.

Sheathing the blade!

Su Ming continued striding through the forest.

Until the thick, viscous mist gradually enveloped the young man's figure...

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