The New Story of Lona Falldin

Chapter 18

Tropical forest, in the world of Lona this is probably the most free place to farm food, but at the same time, this forest does not at all resemble those tropical forests that one could read about in my past life, perhaps, one can even start with the fact that there are no wild boars in tropical forests, but jaguars are quite common, and there is no humidity here that would be in a humid tropical forest. This forest was more reminiscent of broadleaf. This type of forest was quite common in my previous homeland. And the habitation of wild boars is natural for such a forest.

- It's still not clear why the hell you can find bananas in the middle of this forest, I muttered, looking at the plant that stood out against the background of oaks and maples. This plant bore a rather large cluster of already ripe bananas and seemed to parody the shape of a palm tree.

"It's all about this island," said Indiana, standing nearby. "This island seems to be trying to show how different it is from the rest of the world, as if it were the work of a mad scientist."

- Or the gods who decided to play around, - I added, remembering a certain trinity that were clearly local gods. Justice, who rules over the undead and prefers to bring justice to the world. The sea witch, who created the fishmen and rules them... correction, she ruled until she somehow lost her powers and is now waiting in her temple for someone to help her. And a strange fortune teller, who, apparently, is the creator of the dark gloom that broke out of control. And it is unknown how she is connected with the constant reincarnation of Lona and the transfer to the past.

- I sincerely hope that this is still the fault of a mad scientist, because if this madness is created by gods, then we ordinary mortals have no chance.

- I think we're thinking a little in the wrong direction, - I decided to stop further reasoning on this topic. - Our task now is to find wild boars, get their skins, and also prepare enough provisions to not only be full, but also have reserves for a rainy day. And it seems to me that these bananas will be an excellent purchase.

- The idea is certainly sound, but how do you plan to get up there?

- ... - having looked at the fruits that grow at a height of 3 meters, I had no desire at all to try to climb up this thin and smooth trunk to them.

- Heh, okay, let Uncle Jones show you how it's done. - The archaeologist grinned, and then jumped up and grabbed the trunk, which immediately began to tilt under his weight until it bent almost in half, which caused the bananas that grew in a ring on top of the plant to be within easy reach. - Chop off the trunk right below the bananas.

- Okay. - I nodded obediently and took out a saber from my inventory, with one quick blow I cut the trunk in the right place, immediately grabbing a rather weighty bunch. And, frankly speaking, now I was glad more than ever that I had pumped up my survivability. After all, this bunch weighed no less than 30 kilos!

- Hoh, you're stronger than you look, - Indiana admired, letting go of the barrel.

- Well, there is such a thing. - I scratched my cheek slightly embarrassedly while sending the bananas to the inventory, where I saw the exact weight of the bananas I had obtained.

- 32 kilos, I never thought that you could get so much from one tree.

- Well, first of all, it's not a tree, but a grass, - the Archaeologist began, pulling out his sword and cutting down the banana plant at the base. - And, secondly, up to three hundred bananas grow on one such plant and sometimes, it happens, that up to 70 kilograms are obtained from one sprout, so there is nothing surprising in 32 kilograms.

"Why was it necessary to cut off the entire stem?" I asked.

- Because each such stem can bear fruit no more than once, after which it begins to rot, and so a new one will grow from the rhizome, which after some time will bear fruit again.

- I see. - I said, slightly thoughtful. - What I'm curious about is, if there's such a big forest literally right next to Noer, why doesn't anyone, especially the refugees, get food here?

- Why, they do. But not everyone decides to do it precisely because of them. - Indiana suddenly pointed behind me, after which I immediately turned around.

There stood a truly gigantic boar, who had already begun to dig the ground with his hooves, apparently not very happy with our presence.

- You know, if you want to do something, you better hurry, otherwise we better get out of here. - the man pulled me out of my contemplation.

- Y-yes, exactly. - When the boar was already close to rushing in our direction, I managed to get my bearings and, taking the book in my hands, summon lightning straight at the boar.

*Screech* *crash*

As soon as the lightning struck the animal's body, which obviously weighed more than a hundred kilos, my ears were cut by an unpleasant pig whistle, as well as thunder. But that wasn't what was bothering me now.

Although the boar was in pain and seemed to be briefly paralyzed, the creature rose again and prepared to attack before another bolt of lightning fell with the same result.

"It doesn't work!" I recoiled with obvious fear.

- Stop panicking! Give me more lightning!

- Y-yes right now. - As if going crazy, I began casting lightning one after another, which is why they began to flow almost in a continuous stream.

Three lightning bolts, six, fifteen, thirty, sixty.

- Stop, Lona. - They shook me by the shoulder when I was about to launch another series of 3 lightning bolts.

- Enough, he's already dead.

- Yes, I'm sorry. I lost my temper. - I apologized shamefully.

"It's okay," Jones shook his head. "You were probably scared that magic didn't work as easily as you thought, right?"

- Yes.

- I understand you, after all, just one lightning strike could have killed several dozen wild boars if they were standing in a clearing wet with dew.

- But why did he have to endure so much!? - I couldn't help but exclaim.

- I suppose for the same reason why there is magic on this island. - Indiana chuckled, but seeing my sour expression, he put his hand on my head and added. - However, you shouldn't be upset, I'm sure that as soon as you learn more about magic, you'll be able to kill such opponents with one spell.

"But I spent most of the reserve on him alone," I said, offended.

- Well, in fact, he died after about 12 lightning bolts, after that you went too far. - Indiana grinned.

- ... - having heard this information, I simply silently walked towards the dead boar.

- Where are you going?

- I'll collect what we need.