Blending of Planes: I am leisurely farming

With awe of the unknown, the speedboat broke through the originally calm river surface, and the ripples spread to the shore, causing duckweed to sway and dewdrops to form in strings.

There are dense forests on both sides of the river, and the tall trees are lush and verdant, like a green sky covering the sky.

The strange parasitic plants cling to the upright trees, with their intertwined roots and vines, forming a natural barrier.

The vines are like green pythons, climbing up the tree trunks.

"Coo, coo, coo~" The old dove's miserable voice echoed in the misty forest, and a cool feeling enveloped the whole body.

The most primitive and vast plant world appears before your eyes.

Aquatic plants kept getting entangled in the propeller of the speedboat, so Sean had to stay at the back of the boat and use his ability to ensure the smooth passage and prevent the speedboat from running aground on the reef.

We kept moving forward in this solemn and desolate environment, and finally arrived at the designated landing point before dark.

According to the map, the straight-line distance from here to the finish line is about 70 miles. They plan to find a flat place away from water to set up camp.

Sean jumped off the speedboat and took the lead in observing the surrounding environment. Petra and Elliot followed and began to move supplies from the speedboat.

"It looks relatively safe here, but we can't be careless." Sean chose a flat area on the back slope about a hundred meters away from the water source.

He then patrolled the surroundings under the pretext of familiarizing himself with the environment and checking for danger. At the same time, he used his power of command to lay down a pheromone protection belt to block the intrusion of mosquitoes.

The other two also followed the procedure. Petra began to set up the tent and prepare food, while Elliot was responsible for making fire, carrying supplies and placing the speedboat.

As night fell, the surrounding dense forest seemed more and more eerie and terrifying. The light of the campfire flickered in the darkness, as if it would be swallowed up by the darkness at any time.

"This place is really creepy." Petra rubbed her arms, as if trying to drive away the chill.

"Let's hope nothing goes wrong along the way." Elliot added more wood to the campfire.

"Anyway, we'll set off early tomorrow morning." She took out the self-heating food from her bag and sat by the campfire to prepare dinner. "It's so humid, I hope there won't be those annoying guys at night."

She then took off her thick, closed coat and checked her body for any redness or swelling.

"Elliot, help me check my back and calves." Petra was not a pretentious person. She readily asked Elliot for help with the body parts that were in her blind spot.

The delicate body wrapped in a pure cotton vest was exposed to the air, and the exposed skin flashed small orange spots under the light of the fire.

Elliot examined Petra's body for abnormalities with an appreciative eye.

Petra took things as they came and carefully observed Elliot's sturdy body. His pectoral muscles were bulging and could kill people, which made her beautiful eyes sparkle.

There was a sound in the distance. It was Sean coming back. The two hurriedly stopped their slightly intimate behavior and sat back by the campfire.

"Everything is fine." Sean sorted out the equipment in his hands, then entered the tent and spread out the sleeping bag.

After coming out, he chose to squeeze in with Elliot: "I'll keep watch in the second half of the night."

Because he has super powers, Sean chose the more difficult period of time.

Hearing this, Elliot looked at Petra. From her eyes, Elliot saw a look of confidence and a sense of not needing to compromise.

"Then Petra and I will be in charge of the first half of the night." He said to Petra, who grinned at him.

The night was as dark as ink, the stars were hidden, and only the bonfire was jumping in the depths of the dense forest, illuminating everything around it.

Petra, the famous archaeologist, sat by the campfire with her extraordinary knowledge and queen-like aura.

She studied her notebook by the light of a kerosene lamp hanging from a branch stuck in the ground nearby.

Elliot sat opposite her, adding wood from time to time to keep the fire burning. The two chatted from time to time to relieve their physical sleepiness, and their shadows stretched in the firelight.

"Elliot, you said you wanted to write a novel based on me. This is an interesting idea." Petra looked up from the book. Her voice was low and magnetic, with a barely perceptible smile.

"But are you sure you want to write a heroine with such a personality? That's not my style." Petra is more rational most of the time. The emotional and passionate part of her is hidden deep in her heart and has not yet been unearthed by the right person.

Elliot couldn't help laughing when he heard that. He took out his own draft from his bag and started to make some impromptu revisions.

"Of course, Petra, you're right. The heroine I envisioned for The Secret Beauty should be a queen-like character who combines wisdom, rationality, courage and charm. She never backs down in the face of the unknown and conquers everything with wisdom and courage, just like you."

Petra nodded slightly, a satisfied smile on her lips. "That's more like it. Go on, I'm curious about how you'll structure this story."

Elliott then described the world in his mind in more detail.

It is said that the ancient dwarven ruins contain a power that can change the world. As the heroine Petra, the leader of the research on the dwarven ruins, her research results have always been regarded as heresy and not recognized by the mainstream.

One day, an organization heard the rumor and locked onto a ruin on a small island, looking for something they needed. This thing was the key to completing the production of the mind control device, but they had not been able to enter due to the lack of a key item.

They set their sights on Petra, and an invisible net enveloped her.

They invited Petra to an island to explore the ruins under the pretext of inviting archaeological colleagues. At the same time, the official supernatural management department came to the door. They suspected that this organization had a serious suspicion of subverting the government and asked Petra to cooperate with them to investigate and collect evidence of this organization.

Just when Petra was struggling over whether to attend, a letter was placed in her mailbox. It was a letter from her mentor, and attached to the letter was a statue of god, which seemed to be the key to everything.

Her mentor has disappeared for several years because he went to study a relic, and the relic happened to be on the island where the event was organized. In order to find out the truth, Petra decided to attend the party.

Watch Petra, surrounded by wolves, thwart those with ulterior motives who use her knowledge to steal this power, unravel the mystery of the dwarf ruins, find the truth about her missing mentor, and subvert the shocking conspiracy hidden deep inside.

Aiolit talked about his plot ideas, and then turned the topic to the characterization of the heroine.

She will wear a tight-fitting expedition suit, fully showing the charm of female curves. Shuttle through the intricate ruins, solve the puzzles with many mechanisms, and fight wits and courage with the cunning local natives, ferocious guardian beasts, and greedy enemy forces.

With her wisdom and courage, cool head and extraordinary guts, she was able to overcome the danger.

(Does it have a Tomb Raider feel?)

“And,” Elliott added, “I’ll add some emotional clues to make the character more three-dimensional. For example, she has a secret past and a passionate encounter.”

Petra listened attentively, occasionally interrupting to offer suggestions or additions, using her professional knowledge to make up for Elliot's shortcomings in the settings.

When the discussion reached a certain point, both sides expressed their opinions.

"You should do this." During the friendly argument, Petra simply put away her notes. She stood up and sat next to Elliot, then wrote and drew on the paper and handed it to his draft.

The two of them communicated and unknowingly sat closer and closer until they were completely leaning against each other.