Journey to Infinity from the Witcher

It is the end of summer and the beginning of autumn is approaching.

The weather started to get cooler in the early morning.

But when the sun shines on the earth, the temperature in the forest warms up.

This season is the most comfortable season in the entire Middle-earth continent.

On the edge of Hobbiton, in the lush green woods.

A large team of more than a dozen horses was walking in the forest.

"Haha, Noli, it's time to pay..."

"Give..."

"Thanks, brother!"

"Ouyin, hehe..."

"Wow..."

In the team, several dwarves who won the bet laughed happily.

Gordon also smiled and turned to look at the handsome black-haired dwarf Fili behind him.

The next second, a money bag flew towards Gordon from behind.

Gordon grabbed the money bag and shook it, making the money bag rattle.

Even without looking, Gordon knew that it was filled with silver coins.

The ratio of gold coins to silver coins in Middle-earth is somewhat different from that in the Witcher world. One gold coin can be exchanged for fifteen silver coins.

The small purse in Gordon's hand contained fifteen silver coins.

If he only ate the lowest-grade black bread noodles and whole grains every meal, it would last a month for Gordon, which would be a lot of money.

"What do they mean?"

At this time, Bilbo, who was riding a pony not far in front of Gordon, looked at the movements of a group of people behind him and asked Gandalf next to him doubtfully.

"They are betting on whether you will catch up, but most of them are betting that you won't..."

Gandalf held the cigarette rod in his mouth, puffed away at the cigarette, and said.

"What do you think?"

Bilbo asked Gandalf.

"Well..."

"Whoosh whoosh..."

As soon as Gandalf opened his mouth, a money bag flew from the hand of Balin the Whitebeard in front, and Gandalf caught it in his hand.

"Of course I will believe you..."

Gandalf shook the money bag towards Bilbo and said with a smile.

"Gandalf, how long will our journey last?"

At this time, Gordon walked up quickly on horseback, walking side by side with Gandalf, and asked.

"How long will it last? Are you asking how long it will take us to reach Gushan?"

Gandalf turned to look at Gordon and smiled.

Gordon nodded.

"If the journey goes smoothly and nothing unexpected happens, we should be able to reach Gushan in about four months."

"Of course, this is without taking into account the weather and all other factors."

"Under normal circumstances, we should arrive at Gushan in about half a year... Well, half a year, this time should be about the same."

Gandalf said as he took the last puff from his cigarette.

Then he found a toothpick-like thing from somewhere on his body, cleaned the cigarette shit from the head of the cigarette rod, and looked at Gordon eagerly.

Looking at Gandalf's eyes, Gordon was stunned for a moment, and then quickly understood what the other party meant. This old boy wanted to smoke his own tobacco.

"Hey, I don't have much left..."

Gordon looked bitter, reached out and took out the tobacco bag from his waist, and handed it to Gandalf.

There is still a small bag of tobacco left in the Gordon Space Ring. If it is divided into small bags, it should be able to hold twenty bags. It is indeed not much.

"Would you like some, Mr. Bilbo?"

Gordon asked Bilbo, who was riding a pony next to Gandalf.

Except for a few words when he first met Bilbo, he had hardly spoken to him at his home.

Gordon still remembered the delicious meal he had. What's more, not only from the plot of the movie, we can see that Bilbo is indeed a kind of person with an optimistic and firm mind and excellent quality.

Now after meeting him, Gordon truly feels that Bilbo is indeed a very nice person and worth getting to know.

What's more, the other party's protagonist has a halo around him, and he often finds himself in desperate situations, so making friends with him will only benefit him and not harm him at all.

However, if the plot remains unchanged, the "Lord of the Rings" that stirred up the entire Middle-earth world should be in the hands of Gollum at the bottom of a mine in the underground Goblin Kingdom in the Misty Mountains.

Gordon was thinking about whether he should seize the Lord of the Rings from Gollum before Bilbo if he really had the chance.

Of course, Gordon is not the protagonist. Whether he can find Gollum is one thing, and whether he can take away the Lord of the Rings is another matter. After all, wearing the Lord of the Rings makes you invisible.

Looking at Bilbo, various thoughts quickly flashed through Gordon's mind.

Of course Bilbo didn't know that Gordon was telling him to pay attention. He was allergic to horse hair and felt something was wrong all over his body.

When Gordon asked, he quickly shook his head and said, "Thank you, I don't need it now."

"What's wrong with you?"

Gordon asked in confusion as he watched Bilbo scratching him up and down.

"I'm allergic to horse hair..."

"I came in such a hurry today that I forgot to bring my scarf..."

Bilbo reached into his clothes on his back and scratched while talking, his expression getting more and more ugly.

At this time, Bilbo suddenly opened his mouth and said loudly: "Wait, I need to go back?"

Everyone looked over immediately.

Bilbo continued: "I'm allergic to horsehair, I need to go back and get the silk scarf..."

"It's a waste of time to go back."

"Silk scarf, who gave him a silk scarf?"

Thorin Oakenshield turned his head and said loudly.

"Scarves, that's simple, I have..."

Before he finished speaking, a dwarf with a rooster-like haircut spoke up immediately.

Gordon has a good memory and remembers that this dwarf should be named Noli.

Noli chuckled, and casually tore off a piece of cloth the size of an adult's palm from his waist, and threw it at Bilbo.

Bilbo took the thick piece of cloth and trembled all over as soon as he picked it up and smelled it. The sour smell was absolutely amazing.

"Haha, Noli smells bad, right?"

"It doesn't matter. There is water not far ahead. Just wash up then..."

Gordon also felt funny looking at Bilbo who looked incredulous.

Even though hobbits and dwarves are about the same height, they are much more sophisticated than dwarves.

The group of people talked and laughed and continued to move forward.

With these dwarves here, Gordon believes that this journey will not be boring.

A large team of more than a dozen people acted together.

There is no need to worry about encountering troubles such as wild beasts on the road.

Just like that, half a month flew by.

At night, a bright moon hangs high.

Wild mountains and ridges, an open terrain close to cliffs.

A dozen figures were leaning on or sitting on the ground, each holding a wooden bowl and eating.

The turbid soup inside the wooden bowl contains, in addition to a few pieces of green wild vegetables randomly picked from the wilderness, there are also a few dried mutton floating in it, and the condiment is just a little salt.

It stands to reason that in a world like this, in the wild, with such food, it is actually quite acceptable.

But after eating this stuff for several days in a row, some of the naughty brothers in the world of witchers wanted to curse after eating it.

His dimensional magic ring originally contained food.

But after coming to this world, all the food disappeared for no reason, as if it had been decomposed.

Everything that is not food is intact and all food is gone.

This puzzled Gordon, but there was nothing he could do.

The road led by Thorin Oakenshield and Gandalf was quick and easy all the way, and they all took shortcuts on the mountain roads.

There is no chance to pass through towns and villages on the way, and there is no place to replenish food, even if you have money, it is useless.

Moreover, the group was in a hurry, which gave Gordon no time to hunt.

"Gulu gulu..."

He drank everything in the bowl in one go.

Gordon decided to catch something to improve his food tomorrow, and his mouth almost turned into a bird.

Just then.

"Ouch..."

A sudden howl suddenly came from a distance.