There were many mountains and forests in the south, and there were many mosquitoes.
Mountain mosquitoes, in particular, were black and big. Many people from the north used to joke that five mosquitoes in this place could make a meat dish.
Of course, this was an exaggeration.
These things were also particularly fierce. As long as they found an animal that could suck blood, they would pounce on it regardless of anything, bite it, and suck hard.
One big red lump at a time.
And Huixian River Park was a recently developed park, and the theme was mountains and rivers.
There were more mosquitoes here, and there were more mosquitoes.
But none of the mosquitoes could get close to Roland's body. They flew over, but were blocked by an invisible force.
Leaving the shared bike outside the park, Roland walked up the mountain along the newly paved concrete ring-shaped trail less than a month ago.
Because it was an unfinished project, the facilities here hadn't been built yet, and there was no electricity. In the evening, naturally, no one came here for a walk.
Roland liked the quietness of this place.
There would probably be a lot of people coming here in the future, but at that time, Roland wouldn't be afraid. He would definitely be able to use Teleportation.
There was no entrance to the underground base, and if he teleported directly from home, who could find him?
After walking for about ten minutes, Roland walked to a place where there were many trees with particularly lush branches and leaves. This was halfway up the mountain, and people at the foot of the mountain couldn't see here. Their line of sight was blocked by numerous branches and leaves. Similarly, the sky was obscured by leaves.
And there was no one around.
Logically, this should be a good place to dig a hole to set up a secret base.
But Roland still walked into the mountains, and this time he specifically picked a place with the highest mountain grass to drill in.
After all, he was a child who grew up in the city and didn't know the horrors of wild mountains and forests. Even though there were no ferocious carnivorous wild animals in most places now, places like mountains and forests were still not very suitable for humans without good roads.
He drilled into the grass and didn't go far before he was cut on his hands and face by the sawtooth awn grass.
Tiny red marks appeared on the back of his hands, and his face was itchy and painful.
After walking about a hundred meters into the deep grass, he stopped. In front of him was a high mountain wall.
He subconsciously wiped his face and looked around.
It was already very safe here. Even if someone occasionally passed by, they would never see anything or even people here. After all, the weeds grew extremely high here.
Roland took a deep breath and began to use Mud to Stone.
He had used the skill hundreds of times in the game and was quite familiar with it, but it seemed a little rusty here.
His brain told him that he had already perfected this magic, but … the speed and frequency of the magic in his body could not keep up with his brain's commands.
He made a few mistakes in a row.
The soil suddenly became dry, then wet, then dry, then wet.
One moment it was hard, the next it was muddy!
Roland had consumed a lot of his magic power in such a situation.
Fortunately … After failing a dozen times, Roland's mental power and magic power finally got used to this "unmatched" body, and he was able to cast Mud to Stone successfully.
The mountain in front of him had turned into a swamp and was opening up in all directions. A slanted cave was gradually taking shape.
Roland turned the mud into a series of stone steps.
He walked down the stone steps, and at the same time, he used his magic to continue to open the stairs.
Then he looked back, and the soil that had been turned over on the ground covered the entrance of the cave again, turning into rock.
The passage suddenly darkened. Roland snapped his fingers and summoned a small illumination ball. With light, he continued to open the passage diagonally down.
The soil in front of him melted like water, turning into stone steps, and the passage was expanding.
Roland looked excited.
Such a situation was not worth mentioning at all in the game, but in reality … it fascinated him.
This wasn't a game, not another world. He didn't have a game system, didn't have any talent for magic power control, and didn't have a high level or character growth panel.
But he still did it.
He used his power to summon magic power and change the terrain.
After walking down for about ten minutes, he felt very, very tired.
He closed his eyes and estimated his magic power. There was still about half of it left … No, he shouldn't be so tired.
He shouldn't be so dizzy and sleepy.
Sleepy?
Roland suddenly woke up. The air was short of oxygen.
He had been careless and hadn't considered this.
Roland immediately turned back, used his magic power to open the sealed cave entrance, and immediately rushed out.
Breathing in big mouthfuls of air, feeling that his head was gradually unmatched, Roland subconsciously patted his heart.
Damn, a few minutes later, he would probably have fainted in there.
"So, oxygen has to be taken into account?"
Roland sealed the cave entrance and waited until he was ready to come back next time.
He went back the way he came, and on the way, he encountered a long grass with greenish-black ringed patterns, slowly crawling past in front of him, scaring him a little.
He didn't know if this thing was poisonous.
"I have to be prepared for my life's safety."
After a while, Roland quickly walked out of the grass, and in the process, the back of his hands and face were cut a few more times by the grass.
Then he went down the mountain and rode his bike home.
When he got home, it was only about 20: 45.
He gave himself a bath, and in the process, the water judged the wound, oxygen and pain, making him very uncomfortable.
Finally, he applied some anti-itch lotion, and it got better.
Then he went online and ordered five small oxygen cylinders, about a liter in volume, which the seller said was enough for a normal adult male to breathe for about three hours.
It was enough.
Using oxygen cylinders alone was just an emergency, and it was necessary to get an air circulation system in the underground base.
This was a very difficult matter to handle.
But with magic, it became easier.
After Roland entered the game, he found the light spell Sunlight and optimized its nodes, reducing the range of light, reducing the amount of magic power, and increasing the duration.
This spell took him three days to complete.
It took him another day to modify Hand of Magic.
Then the oxygen cylinders in reality were mailed home.
On this day, he climbed out of the virtual cabin, washed up, and began to get ready.
First at the community shop, he bought two large bottles of mineral water and some salted biscuits, and packed these things into his backpack.
He also packed five small oxygen cylinders in.
He then asked his father for the keys to the SUV, saying that he was going out of town all day and would probably be back in the evening.
His parents didn't say anything.
It was normal for their son to go out of town for a while.
After throwing the backpack into the trunk of the car, Roland was not in a hurry to go to the secret base. Instead, he took a detour to the flower market, bought two pots of devil's ivy and threw them in the trunk, and then drove to Huixian River Park.
It was normal working hours, and there was still no one in Huixian River Park. Even if there were construction workers, they were far away, and they wouldn't come to a place where the road had been paved.
Roland put on his backpack, held the two pots of devil's ivy, and walked along the concrete path to the top of the mountain.
Arriving near the secret base, Roland deliberately stopped, looked around, and confirmed that no one was nearby before walking toward the secret base.
This time, four small Hands of Magic opened the way, two helping to push aside the dense mountain grass, and the other two beating the ground in front.
This was beating the grass to scare the snake, lest Roland stepped on it and was bitten in the back.
Prepared, Roland came to the mountain wall this time, hardly cut by the miscanthus.
Stone to Mud!
The mountain wall parted, and a dark passage appeared. Roland walked in, and the rock wall behind him closed automatically under his control.
The illumination ball lit up.
Roland put down his backpack, found the oxygen tank, opened the lid, and waited for the oxygen to gush out. Two of Roland's Hands of Magic carried his backpack, and the other two carried the two pots of devil's ivy, and followed him.
When everything was ready, Roland rolled up his sleeves, his eyes bursting with excitement.
The digging of the hole continued.
The pit continued downward, and Roland paid attention to his mana while using Stone to Mud in a balanced manner.
After waiting for about an hour, he estimated that he had dug to the bottom of the middle of the mountain, so he stopped.
This was probably about right.
It should be about a hundred meters from the ground.
He began to expand the width of the cave … Of course, he wasn't stupid, and in order not to let the mountain collapse, every time the cave expanded to a certain range, he would erect a load-bearing pillar.
Then he felt a little tired.
He took out his phone and looked at the time. It was around 13: 00 in the afternoon.
His magic power was almost exhausted, and he sat on the smooth rock floor, looking at the 20x30x4 square space with a satisfied look.
"I am Roland's secret base, and no one but me knows, and no one else can come in."
Roland opened his hands and raised them high, laughing out loud.
Men were teenagers until they died, and teenagers all longed to have their own secret base.
Then he opened his backpack, took out mineral water and biscuits, and ate them with crunching sounds.
It was quiet, quite quiet, and Roland felt a special sense of peace in his mind as he was in it.
Because he knew that it was safe and private here, and no matter what he did here, no one would know.
Most people couldn't find this kind of small space that was completely their own in their lifetime.
After eating the rations and water, he used Transform Magic on himself twice, replenishing about a third of his magic power.
Then, he used Sunlight Illumination.
A golden ball of light replaced Illumination and appeared in this space, illuminating every inch of the space here.
Then he placed the two pots of devil's ivy in the corner and doused them with mineral water.
Sunlight, water, plants!
The three elements of air circulation were done.
Roland knew that two pots of devil's ivy were simply not enough to produce the air a normal man needed.
It didn't matter. Every time he came, he would bring two pots of hardy green plants, and it wouldn't take long for the number of pots to be enough.
"Then, hollow out this wall and make a four-tier pot shelf."
Roland smiled, his eyes sparkling.
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