Son of the Olden Days

As the days passed, life returned to peace again, continuing the main theme of escape and survival.

In fact, looking back now, I have come to this inexplicable maze in less than two months, but I have the illusion that I have been living in this world. As if I was born here, I will die here too.

Thor knew that all of this was the power of habit, and he was just used to it.

It's like an old story I've seen.

Legend has it that there is a priceless gem on the beach, mixed with countless small stones on the beach. The appearance of the gem is no different from other ordinary stones, but the gem itself has a hotter temperature than other ordinary stones.

A teenager came to the beach with the dream of getting rich. He firmly believed that he could find that kind of gem to change his destiny.

The waves rolled countless little stones to the sea. The young man was barefoot and bent over and lowered his head. Every time he picked up a stone, he would feel it with his heart. If it was not a hot gem, he would throw it back into the sea.

At first, fewer and fewer people appeared on the beach with the boy to pursue their dreams, and gradually there was only one boy left on the beach.

But he still didn't give up, just like that day after day, year after year.

Finally one day, the boy bent over again and picked up an extraordinary stone. Its appearance looked as inconspicuous as other stones. The only difference was that the stone exuded a hot and refreshing temperature.

However, the boy, like he had done it countless times, threw it into the sea without even looking after picking it up. Then the boy numbly continued to lower his head and bend over, looking for the dream that was still out of reach.

This is the terrible power of habit.

Recently, the team with Phines has been more intersected, and Sol will show up at the camp on time every day at the meal time, fulfilling his promise to cook food for the team, and of course feeding himself and Kratan by the way.

The people of the tribe have long been accustomed to Thor's existence and arrival, and everyone can finally communicate like normal people.

Thor teaches all the simple traps he has mastered to the hunting team of the tribe, and at the same time teaches them to recognize the vegetables and vegetables they eat. This has resulted in the team’s daily ingredients being abundant, and meals have become an expectation for everyone in the team’s miserable days.

These days, Thor wanders in the maze with Kratan all day long, doing nothing but hunting demons.

At night, Sol and Kratan returned to their residence, the fire rose, and the grilled fish fragrant.

Every time after helping the team cook dinner, Sol will not rest on time like the others in the team, but will continue to hunt in the maze with Kratan until nightfall. Then he will come back for a supper and fall asleep to replenish the stamina consumed in the battle.

Kratan has no complaints about this, and growth in strength is a good thing in all aspects.

High-intensity hunting allowed Thor and Kratan to step back and forth into the second order, and Thor was moving towards the third order. The process of advancing in the labyrinth seemed to be without danger, and when he woke up the next morning, he could feel his abundant strength.

Such days of hard practice actually didn't make much sense, at least not for Saul, because he didn't belong here. The reason why he is still gritting his teeth is because Sol suddenly had a conjecture not long ago.

Thor thinks that he came here from the promotion maze because he was promoted to Tier 4, so if one day, he reached Tier 4 in this maze, he might be able to leave the maze.

This conjecture has no basis, but in days when there is no direction, people always have to grasp something by themselves, even if it is vain.

"Are you always able to eat that?" Sol handed the grilled fish to Kratan, who was able to eat twice as much for every meal. And after watching for so many days, Kratan can actually cook food by himself, but he still thinks Thor's cooking is the best.

"I was actually not that fat before, when my parents were still there." Kratan replied vaguely.

There seemed to be no logical connection between this answer, and Sol didn't interrupt and waited silently.

"The desert environment of that labyrinth is very difficult, fierce fighting, and drastically reduced personnel. The food is hard to come by. The bark and grass roots are all golden and precious. My parents left most of the food to me. They said they can die, but I can't. "Klatan said.

Sol was even more silent. He thought Kratan's parents had starved to death on that floor, but they didn't.

"After my parents passed away, no one would leave me food anymore. I started to learn to take care of myself. But after too long, I found that I couldn't remember what my parents looked like, which made me panic."

"Later I discovered that when I ate my head and ate, I could clearly think of them. They smiled and watched me hand over food and said they could die, but I couldn't."

"In order to see them more and let me not forget, I started to eat a lot of food. This method is obviously useful. But then I found that my stomach seems to have become bigger and people are getting fatter. Until today, this habit has not been Change it."

"Always eat, you can always think about it, and always remember." Kratan made a summary with an urn.

There was a sudden pause in the things in Thor's hands. He had always thought that this maze was his own dream or hallucination, and he still believed so until now, but at this moment Thor felt that Kratan was extremely real.

"Then eat more and remember." Sol patted Kratan on the shoulder, opening his mouth and biting on his grilled fish.

Suddenly a small head poked out from behind the corner, and then a slender figure with a blanket on its back appeared.

"I want to join you and live a more free life." The girl walked to the fire and said to Sol and Kratan.

"This is Owen, who used to serve everyone in the team, oh, it's the same as the trivial things we two did before." Kratan turned his head and explained to Sol, apparently to the new members. I am very happy to join this event.

"Welcome, please sit down." Thor smiled slightly, and then handed her a grilled fish that originally belonged to Kratan.

This is obviously another person who is dissatisfied with the tyrannical politics of Fei Nisi Xiaoshi, and Saul is indeed very welcome. Since there is no way to survive, it is a good thing to have one more person to watch the night, so that he and Kratan can have more rest every night.

The addition of Owen did not cause any ripples, and the three of Sols still slept when they should eat or sleep every day, numb and repeat. It's just that Sol began to become more and more silent, every day if Kratan and Owen hadn't taken the initiative to speak, he could be silent for a whole day.

During this period, Phines asked Sol to get a potion, mainly healing potions and antidote. Sol did not mention any transaction and price issues, and his face was dull.

Just a few days later, after nightfall one day, a dark shadow sneaked into Phines' tent.

"What kind of person is he?" a voice asked.

"He is good to me and Kratan. He is a very good person, but he has been a little strange lately." A voice replied.

"strange?"

"Yes, if Kratan and I don't take the initiative to talk to him, he can stay silent forever, as if...has a serious concern?"

There was a brief silence in the tent.

"Leave him alone, have you figured out that matter?"

"I figured it out, the process is actually very simple, only charcoal and filtered linen..."

The sound of small conversations gradually became inaudible.

Two days later, when Sol came to the camp again to prepare food for everyone, Phines suddenly came over with a clay pot.

"I've been eating your salt all the time, I'm so sorry. Good luck these two days, the team accidentally discovered a salt mine, and then luckily made salt." Phines lifted the lid of the pot. The triumphant tone could hardly be concealed.

Sol turned his head and saw a jar full of white salt.

There is no way to make salt in the team. Sol asked this point from Kratan a long time ago.

After all, Phines is just a family eldest, unless she knows how to survive, or someone in the team will know it, and then pass it on from generation to generation. Otherwise, as people die less and less, the production and living standards of the team will only fall back more and more.

Moreover, having been wandering in the maze for so many years, even if the tribes have the relevant technology, they will only be held tightly in their hands.

It hasn't been for many years, but now suddenly there is a way to make salt, and Thor instantly understands it. This can only show that there are spies lurking around him who have stolen his own method of making salt.

Now Phineis Little Shiitake obviously can't help showing off impatiently. This can be regarded as a kind of loneliness of a smart person.

accidentally? lucky? Unexpectedly, this little shiitake mushroom is quite naughty. There are just a few cats in the team, and you still have the mood to play with me as a gangster. This is simply... deceiving too much, and you have been defeated.

Although Saul was in no mood, she still made a laugh.

"After I'm gone, these methods will be left to you, why should you be so impatient?" Saul laughed smoothly.

"Go? Where are you going?" Phines was a little dazed.

Then she saw Saul's smile solidify, slowly disappearing, returning to peace.

He accidentally said that he missed his mouth, but Sol didn't lie either. Before he left, he would definitely leave the various production methods he knew to the team. Maybe it can't change the fate of the team's escape for a lifetime, and it is possible to slightly improve their lives.

The reason why these methods have not been handed over is because Saul is still enjoying the feeling of being needed by the team, and at the same time can bring some freshness to this immutable life, which is a kind of human demand.

Wiping his hands on his apron, Saul rubbed Phines' little head, turned and walked away.

Phines stood there in a daze. Isn't this reaction right?

Regardless of the various reactions of Thor's violent thunder or Ganbai, they are all within Finis's prediction, but what do you mean by this calm expression? And you rubbed my head affectionately, this is a prank that treats me like a child...?

After thinking about it, Phines suddenly blushed and glanced around the surrounding camp in a panic.

It’s been a long time since my elder brother...has never done such an intimacy to myself. The last time it should have been more than two hundred years ago, right? What's more, this person is not his brother at all.

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