Chapter 15

evening.

Temporary rest camp: on a rocky mountain wasteland.

The members of the expedition team are busy.

Today, Morgan and Qili caught four spotted deer, which was an absolute harvest.

Spotted deer are not small.

A spotted deer, together with miscellaneous dried vegetables and wild vegetables picked around temporarily, can make the members of the whole expedition team have a good meal.

Of course, this is the way to cook.

If it's roasted, two spotted deer are enough.

After traveling in the field for a month, the average person in the team now has a big stomach.

"Pa pa..."

On the simple stove made of several stones, the fire crackled.

Above the fire, the big boiler on the tripod was boiling and rolling.

White meat soup, red dried carrots, green wild vegetables, purple wild onions

This pot of spotted deer fresh meat thick soup pot is very attractive, and the smell is also very attractive.

It was a boring day in the wilderness.

This is definitely the most relaxing time for all team members.

Of course, this is about physical relaxation.

In fact, as the expedition team left the shire, the foot journey to Dongfang Avenue began.

The journey has become far more dangerous than before.

Because they have stepped into the territory of one of the most evil monsters in the world: "orcs".

At this time, on a boulder not far from the temporary camp.

Morgan was lying on it, blowing the cool wind of early autumn.

[Time Traveler: Morgan]

[race: human]

[biological level: Level 1]

[soul power: 0]

[attributes: strength +; physique +; agility +; spirit +]

[ability: general language; Muay Thai Lv2; white crow sword LV1; bow and arrow Lv2]

[talent: Intimacy (special skill)]

[current world exploration progress: 0.31%]

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"It's been a whole month..."

"Not only did you not get any soul power, but you were a zero light egg."

"Even the progress of world exploration is growing very slowly."

"It was 0.3% before departure, but now it is 0.31%. The journey of one month has increased by a full 0.01%."

"It's still with the protagonist's army. If there's only one, I'm afraid I don't even have 0.01% progress..."

Morgan was helpless when he opened his eyes and looked at the data in front of him.

In the past month, because of his outstanding archery, he almost contracted the hunting in the team.

That is to practice bowing and archery, and more to kill prey and obtain soul power.

Unfortunately, except that the ferocious bear killed by Gandalf a month ago gained a little soul power.

Morgan hasn't been able to get any more so far.

Even if he hunted a large number of wild boars, wild goats, spotted deer, and even a fierce leopard.

However, with the egg, there was no trace of the second point of soul power.

But for the 0.01% progress in exploring the world, he would have thought it was a broken system card.

Of course, in the past month, although little has been gained in the time system.

But in terms of strength, especially archery, Morgan has made great progress.

In other aspects, because of their own strength, there are also reasons to teach dwarf magic.

Morgan's position in the expedition team has improved a lot.

Now, if we rank the members of the expedition team in order, it should be like this: SOLIN oak shield ≥ Gandalf > Bahrain = Morgan = devalin > other dwarves > Bilbo.

In general, except that the system gains little.

I have gained a lot in other aspects.

Because I have nothing to do every day, I think about my system.

Morgan now has some new understanding of "soul power".

But these understandings will not be known until after the experiment.

"It seems that you can't get soul power by killing ordinary creatures. Now let's see if the orcs can surprise themselves."

Morgan waved away the data in front of him, looked at the dark sky and thought.

"Morgan..."

At this time, a cry came from a distance.

Morgan turned around. Dinner was ready.

Morgan turned over and jumped down a boulder more than three meters high to the camp.

He came to the fire and took a bowl of fresh venison soup from the dwarf "student" Qili.

Morgan just sat down and heard dwarf groin shouting with a bowl of steaming broth: "come on, let's have a toast to thank Morgan and Qili for the big meal they brought us!"

"Hey, this is not wine. You can't drink too much..."

"Ha ha, poor groin..."

"Although this is not wine, you can take it as wine. Maybe you can drink the taste of wine..."

"Come on, let's drink..."

"That's a good idea. Maybe you two can get drunk..."

"Ha ha..."

The dwarves are laughing and habitually bickering with each other.

It amused everyone.

More than a month's field trip.

Because they are all wild mountains, and there are no villages or towns on the way.

The drinks the dwarves brought in the beginning were already used up.

Now there are only some dry vegetables, potato powder and dried meat, which are easy to carry and preserve. There are still a lot of dry food left.

As for drinks, just think about it.

After dinner, the night was completely dark.

The cool wind of early autumn is blowing.

Morgan and Gandalf sat side by side under a boulder smoking.

To be exact, Morgan was smoking with Gandalf's cigarette pole.

"Hoo..."

Lit a fire on the small hole filled with cut tobacco and took a hard breath.

Bar haw

Feeling the pungent smoke entering his lungs, Morgan somehow felt that the whole person had relaxed a lot.

As a master of black boxing in his previous life, Morgan didn't smoke and seldom drank wine.

But in this world, in a boring adventure.

In the days of no women, no wine and no fighting, only smoking can make him less boring.

"Yes, cigarettes are good..."

"I didn't expect your boy didn't smoke before..."

Ignoring Gandalf's muttering, looking at Bilbo coming, Morgan held a cigarette pole and said, "do you want a breath?"

"No, thank you. I have..."

Bilbo smiled and refused, took out his pipe, shook it, and sat next to Gandalf.

"Am I right..."

Gandalf continued to speak. Morgan pumped out the remaining cut tobacco, knocked clean the cigarette shit, handed it to Gandalf, and said, "well, you can shut up."

"Ha ha..."

Gandalf laughed and immediately took the cigarette rod and filled up the cut tobacco.

The night darkened.

I don't know when the curved moon in the sky is hidden in the clouds.

In the temporary camp, only the campfire is still burning.

In front of the fire, in addition to the night dwarf bofo dozing off like pecking rice, the other dwarfs lay in disorder and had already fallen asleep.

Everything was quiet around, as if the whole world had fallen asleep.

Holding the cross sword and sleeping against the boulder, Morgan suddenly felt an extremely dangerous palpitation.

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw that a group of more than a dozen ugly and ferocious orcs in armor were quietly touching into the temporary camp with weapons.

Morgan looked terrified, grabbed the long bow beside him and shouted, "enemy attack!"