I kissed the statue at the beginning and I vomited all over the floor

The next day.

The snow that had been falling all night had piled up high in the base, forcing the druids to organize themselves and start shoveling the snow.

Alvin saw the huge piles of snow piled up against the high walls of the camp and couldn't help feeling very curious.

When I was on Blue Star, I was considered a southerner. Although I had seen snow, I had never seen snow this heavy.

My childish nature revived and I ran to the snow pile to play.

Little Lian walked out of her tree hole and saw the human pervert having fun in front of the snow pile. She snorted coldly, imitating her sister.

As if he realized that Ivan didn't hear him, he raised his voice and continued humming a few more times.

The little girl was obviously still angry, but was afraid of someone's rainbow breath, so she changed her chattering mode and started pouting and humming.

The Blue Star Wasteful Youth, who had two snowballs in his hands, turned around, thinking that the little girl wanted to play snowballs with him.

He looked at the soft snowball in his hand, and self-righteously interpreted Lian's pouting as "I will make a fuss if you don't play with me."

So this human pervert threw the snowball at Lian reluctantly.

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A handful of soft snow exploded on Lian's forehead, and then the short girl also exploded.

Lian's little face turned red. She grabbed the snow on the ground and, relying on the accuracy she had gained from practicing rope casting, threw it at Ivan frantically.

You really want to play snowball fight with me...

A young man from Blue Star enthusiastically started to "play" with the little girl.

Under the high wall newly built by the North District Cult, a human with a lewd smile on his face rolled up a small snowball and threw it at Lian, missing nine times out of ten;

A certain short half-elf was filled with rage, swinging his hands quickly and hitting the opponent hard, hitting him in the face almost all ten times.

Before she knew it, a certain short girl had returned to her aggressive state.

Sure enough, the way to resolve a conflict is to create another conflict.

The battle under the high wall was not over until Xiling waited for a long time for the absent Ivan, ran over from the Oak Hall and took away the two people who were having fun.

"Human boy, why do you like playing with these things that only ten-year-old children would play with..."

Priest Boll, who was sitting at the head of the long table picking his teeth, looked helpless when he saw the two little guys with snow in their hair.

“I stopped playing snowballs when I was ten!

It was this pervert who started it first!

He forced me to play with him for half a day!"

"Lian... you could barely walk when you were ten years old (ten years for a half-elf is roughly equivalent to two years for a human)..."

"Okay, okay, let's get down to business, little ones."

Seeing that all the participants had arrived, the top leader Boll sat upright and began to interpret the findings of this clearing operation.

"This time, we took advantage of the early winter when the snow had not yet made it difficult to walk.

In total, we wiped out about two thousand... um, I almost forgot, about two thousand three hundred fallen elves..."

Ivan's teeth grimaced when he heard this. It turns out that a reorganized team like us can't do as much work as you alone. Then why do you want us to go out?

"Currently, the Fallen have been confined to the eastern area, and there are no longer any large numbers of Fallen in the Haze Forest.

But most of the fallen elves should not have left the Elf Courtyard yet, which means that our crisis has not been resolved."

Having said that, Bol looked at Ivan and signaled the initiator of this cleanup plan to express his opinion.

Shaking off the snow from his head, Alvin organized his thoughts.

“The information we have learned so far can be summarized as follows:

First of all, the Fallen Elves are spreading very fast, at least faster than I thought.

According to the fact that it will spread to the midway point between the base and the Elf Courtyard in ten days, I am afraid that we'd better arrange enough combat forces regularly to clear it out.

And it will be a long-term task.”

He took the wooden bowl prepared by Alia, which contained a bowl of steaming raspberry juice. The aroma it emitted made Alvin very enjoyable.

"The second is that among the fallen elves, there are not only powerful opponents who have retained their combat professions, but also commanders who can control the tribe;

This is quite disadvantageous for us, as the difficulty of the battle is not something that ordinary professionals can easily fight against.

Although this cleanup made me realize that combat druids are indeed good at one-on-many combat, a beginner combat team can eliminate nearly a hundred fallen elves;

But the problem is that the number of our combatants is too small;

Therefore, I suggest that we strengthen combat training and form more combat teams as soon as possible."

After taking a sip of raspberry juice, Alia must have added other seasonings to it to make the taste more rich.

“The third is the necessity of collecting information.

We know too little about the enemy. The last time Lian and I encountered each other, we realized how terrifying professional Fallen were.

A commanding Degenerate appeared again during this crackdown.

If we encounter an enemy we don't understand in every battle, no matter how good we are at one-on-many combat, we will still suffer extremely high casualties.

In this regard, I would like to propose the establishment of a research mission specifically targeting the Fallen Elves, responsible for observing, recording and analyzing the behavior of this group of creatures, but not intervening in combat.

This shouldn't be too difficult for a druid who is good at observing the habits of plants and animals."

After hearing this, all the new executives felt that the analysis and problem-solving ideas were quite good. They expressed their approval and began to discuss the specific implementation plan.

The free and obscure knowledge that a certain useless young man from Blue Star had learned enabled the druids to quickly formulate the next clearing plan and training program.

It was only when discussing the third part that everyone collectively rejected Alvin's idea.

"Ah? You don't want to station druids at the front line for a long time?

No, don't you understand the importance of information gathering on the battlefield?"

After hearing Ivan's questioning, almost everyone started laughing, especially the middle-aged bald man, who laughed very loudly.

"Hahaha——Xi Ling, it seems that your teaching progress with Ivan is not ideal...

Ahem - let me take it easy - huh...

Human boy, don't you know too little about druids?

We can just let the little guys in the Haze Forest gather intelligence, why should we use up the already scarce manpower?"

Well, that useless young man from Blue Star took it for granted again.

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Wild Empathy (originally translated as "understanding animals" according to the third edition of DnD, but I personally think this translation is quite inaccurate) is a special skill used by Druids to communicate and negotiate with natural creatures.

It can also be regarded as a manifestation of the druids' "animism".

Of course, this kind of communication is not the same as communicating using language. After all, beasts and plants do not have any language ability.

[Natural empathy] is to communicate with natural creatures through action reactions and emotional reactions, to understand the other party's intentions, or to let the other party know your thoughts.

For example, pets that have been raised for a long time are usually considered to have a humanized side.

That's because you can understand the other person's intentions from their emotional expressions or specific actions.

Druids are better at this. They can empathize with creatures in a very short time, making the information conveyed by both parties more specific.