Chapter 1068

Before going into the tent to sleep, he cautiously looked around, then deliberately placed twelve mechanical servants around the tent and set them to alert mode. If a sudden attack were launched against them, the mechanical servants would immediately activate and block it; even if the enemy was a powerful foe, the brief defense from the mechanical servants would give the two people inside the tent enough time to react.

As for hidden arrows, Lin Cheng really hadn't thought of how to defend against them. After all, he and Miss Qianhui were out here and hadn't offended any enemies with deep grudges—who would come straight for their lives?

The mechanical servants set up for alert mode, in a sense, also served as a kind of warning—as long as one didn't approach, they wouldn't activate.

"I'm coming, Qianhui, hehe, sleep, sleep!"

With a wicked grin he entered the tent. Under Miss Qianhui's expectant gaze, Lin Cheng smoothly slipped into his own sleeping bag, then pulled it over his head as well, ensuring his delicate body wouldn't be affected by even the slightest bit of dampness.

"Seventeen cut!"

The most troublesome part of camping outdoors was being isolated from the damp earth; once dampness entered the body, in mild cases it caused full-body fatigue, in severe cases dizziness and blurred vision.

In his previous life, Lin Cheng had an allergic constitution, and living in the south, dampness was a given. Combined with his dislike of exercise, this led to worsening dampness and unbearable suffering.

In this life, Lin Cheng didn't dare be careless anymore. Even though he was more or less a martial artist now, he still didn't dare to be overconfident.

"Good night."

"Mm, good night!"

As time passed and the night grew deep, faint snoring sounds drifted softly from inside the tent, but outside the tent, some figures hidden in the shadows quietly began to move.

On the other end of the pool, at the edge of what had originally been an empty stretch of water, a dark black figure suddenly materialized in the air.

Dark Elf!

Ten thousand years ago, they had been noble Moon Elves, but now, after ten thousand years, they had been forced to evolve into Dark Elves better suited to dark environments, both to adapt to the new conditions on the continent and to secure a place for themselves to survive.

The Dark Elf nimbly squatted down and drew water from the pool, but today was a little different from usual—on the other side of the pool, there seemed to be an unfamiliar tent. She knew that was a temporary dwelling completely different from a treehouse; the human race called it a tent.