Sword and Magic and Taxi

The Ranger has a cabin of his own deep in the woods. This is not the kind of building built with planks and stones, but slowly built by modifying the direction of tree growth.

Going back continuously, this house existed two hundred years ago, but at that time there was only a tree hole. Now, with the growth of the tree, the original tree hole has been pushed up to a height of 20 meters, seriously affecting the stability of the tree. So decades ago, the tree hole was smashed open and demolished, and it became an open observation platform that Zhao Mai now sees.

There are three usable houses left, which belong to three generations of forest rangers, each built in their own time. There's also an unfinished tree hole beneath those three that's supposed to be for the next generation of Rangers. Some purple-red vines climbed on the tree hole, emitting faint fluorescence from time to time. Unlike those vines that absorb nutrients from trees, the roots of purple vines are rooted in the soil, and they don't look weak at all. Instead, they are like pulling chains, constantly expanding the size of the tree hole.

The gourd-shaped ranger tree is surrounded by a piece of grass, and only the grass can survive under the shadow of the huge tree crown, other trees cannot grow at all. A group of rabbits were playing and playing here. When they saw Zhao Mai, they ran away, and quickly got into hiding under the intricate roots of the Youxia tree. A big white goose stretched its neck, flapped its wings, and rushed towards Zhao Mai screaming.

Carl raised his foot and kicked the goose aside. The goose blinked, knowing that he had completed the task, so he propped up his fat belly with his wings, and made two more demonstrative calls, then twisted his body, like an ancient fat official, swaggered to the trough to find something to eat .

Geese are very territorial and are similar to dogs in housekeeping. Hearing the crowing of geese, a gray-green head poked out from the tallest tree hole house.

It was a half-orc, descended from orcs and other humanoid races. Whether it is with humans, elves, halflings or gnomes, orcs are all born with half-orcs, which to some extent also shows the strength of their blood. At present, only dragonborn can suppress the blood of orcs, and the descendants left behind will be half-dragons. Dwarves... I've never heard of half-dwarves, which also shows that their blood is as tough as a rock, just like their temper.

This has to mention another race: elves. The offspring of elves and humans are half-elves, but what about orcs? It's a taboo subject, and even the most suave elf would be thrown into a fit of rage. Zhao Mai discussed with a group of friends with big brains, and thought that the final one should be a half-orc instead of a half-elf.

It is said that the orcs have always used this incident to prove that their blood is more noble than the elves. This is the source (one?) of the feud between the elves and the orcs.

More gossip, why do other races have a good attitude towards half-elves, but elves treat them badly? Among them... it is good for everyone to understand. Even the noble race still has time to think with the lower body.

Teacher, you're back! The half-orc yelled happily, and jumped directly from the tree house which was nearly ten meters high. He adjusted his posture in mid-air, and landed firmly on the ground like a vigorous cat.

With a small head, a thick neck, and a body that hasn't swelled up yet, this is still an orc in his youth. He was bare-chested, except for a leather skirt around his waist. In the process of jumping down, the things under it dangled and broke into Zhao Mai's sight, causing him to still feel sick for a while.

Solu. The old ranger pointed to the orc and introduced it to Zhao Mai. This is Mike. I picked it up from the lake. He got lost.

The half-orc opened his arms and hugged him. The chest muscles, biceps and other muscles and muscle groups worked together to squeeze the air out of Zhao Mai's lungs at once. Zhao Mai rolled his eyes white, and screamed Uh...uh... from his throat.

Fortunately, Solu just hugged him and then let go, and immediately turned around to look through the bag behind Karl, took out the wild boar leg and jumped up and down happily.

Zhao Mai took a few deep breaths to adjust his breathing. He vaguely saw a hint of cunning flashing under the orc's gray eyes just now, and he didn't know if it was a simple joke or something else.

Carl put down his backpack, put his index and middle fingers in his mouth, and blew hard. The Ranger Lodge immediately came to life, with dozens of animals of all kinds scrambling out of their hiding places. Zhao Mai saw a boa constrictor as thick as a bucket push through the soil, swim silently behind the rabbit, and opened its mouth wide.

Before he could cry out in surprise, he saw the rabbit being thrown into the air, and then pulled aside by the python's tail. The chubby gray rabbit bounced on the grass like a tennis ball, and rolled away.

Grinning its teeth, the boa constrictor squeezed east and west, and came straight to the front. Its eyes were full of docility and flattery, and it moved its head a foot away from Carl's palm, like a child waiting for an adult to praise.

The old ranger didn't move, but continued to wait. Not long after, a bald yellow old dog came out of the tree hole. It has a limp in one leg and is blind in one eye. The sloping wound from the crown of the head to the corner of the mouth has been there for many years and it is clear that this is what caused the blindness.

Behind it followed a chubby puppy, struggling to keep up on its short legs. The old dog looks like a golden retriever, but this little dog has no breed. It looks a bit like an Akita and a bit like a Shiba Inu. It always opened its small mouth, trying to bite the only remaining hair on the bald tail of the old dog in front.

Solu put down the pork leg, took two quick steps, picked up the puppy, and wiped his face with it affectionately. The old dog stuck out his big tongue to lick his lips, spat at the boa constrictor, and then put his chin in Karl's palm.

It first enjoyed the master's touch, and then crawled to take a nap under the sun with satisfaction. The boa constrictor hoped to enjoy a full-body massage, but after the old ranger grabbed its neck and shook it a few times, he was satisfied and magnanimously gave up his position.

Karl pointed to the tree hole on the second floor, indicating that Zhao Mai could live there, and then led a group of chickens, ducks, geese and rabbits to inspect the yard. Solu threw the puppy on the ground and followed it, yelling.

The boa constrictor looked at Zhao Mai with its head tilted, stretched its nose up and down and sniffed carefully, as if it was examining where it would be better to bite. Zhao Mai knew that the animals trained by Ranger would not easily hurt people, so he could face it calmly, so that he would not be frightened. This performance obviously made the boa constrictor very satisfied, and he wiped Zhao Mai lightly with his body, and walked away on his own.

The puppy rolled over and fell at Zhao Mai's feet. Looking at its little red tongue, Zhao Mai hugged it pitifully in his arms.

The boa constrictor hissed twice and looked back.