[Scene 1 - The tragic history of cannon fodder on the frontier!]

[Event - As a frontier soldier, you will die in the battlefield in three days.]

【During this period, other accidents can also lead to death.】

[Die in this world, one tenth of the memory will be lost.]

Royal Power:

"Even if other extraordinary powers are useless, I still have six or seven hundred ultimate talents."

"Any talent can surpass ordinary people."

"Even if I don't have the status this time, I'm not afraid."

"Burning - Talent - Refining the body!"

One second

Ten seconds

Nothing feels.

Royal Power:

"Sign up, where is my talent?"

"Didn't you say that in the second world, talent can bloom its power?"

Imprint, no response.

"return!"

The mark still has no information.

Royal Power:

Sure enough, it is impossible to return and cannot contact the mark.

Although I was prepared for it.

but:

The royal power is still lost.

He subconsciously communicates with the world and favors him.

Something surprised him happened:

Many worlds are favored, but no one else responds.

Only in the wizard world, there is a faint response.

In the dark, the king had a feeling:

Here he can come to the world of wizards.

"Why can I communicate with the wizard world, but not with other worlds?"

Wang Quan was puzzled and puzzled.

He pondered.

"I am entering the wizard world here. Can I enter here from the wizard world again?"

He thought for a moment, too lazy to think about it.

The most important thing now is:

Fill in your memory.

Avoid death and memory loss.

He first divided the memory.

One-tenth of memory, a large number.

The king filled all useless memories into the lost area.

One tenth of it is in front of you.

He feels safe.

Then, immediately check yourself and the surrounding situation.

He found:

Your own body is an ordinary person's body, although his talent is suppressed.

but:

His power is still very strong.

Far beyond ordinary people.

He looked around:

I found myself in a ragged tent with a broken knife beside me.

at this time:

Someone yelled outside:

"King Quan, get out."

"Prepare for the fight."

Wang Quan took out with a broken knife.

Leaving the tent, there was noisy outside.

Wang Quan glanced over at a glance and saw a man with pale face and thin skin, holding a tattered weapon.

These men were dejected and pale and thin.

Guru.

Wang Quan was hungry too.

He looked around and saw someone eating with steamed buns.

Someone looked at it with envy.

Wang Quan, walk to someone:

"Give me some food."

The man sneered:

"If you want to eat, grab it."

Next second:

Wang Quan waved his sword.

Puff.

The man's throat broke.

He widened his eyes, never dreaming that Wang Quan actually gave him a throat slit.

at this time:

Wang Quan picked up the blood-stained steamed buns and finished three bites.

Gurgling stomach.

He activates the secret techniques in the martial arts.

Next second:

Gastrointestinal motility.

A steamed bun is quickly digested.

"Although talent is suppressed."

"Although extraordinary power is deprived."

"But you can practice again."

"This is similar to the world in the first level."

As long as you can practice.

Wang Quan believes that he can improve quickly.

at this time:

He targeted several other cannon fodders holding steamed buns.

These cannon fodders ran away.

King Quan chased after:
To be continued...