The force of nature covers a wide range, and the biggest part is related to life. For example, spells and spells that affect animals and plants, healing, restoration and regeneration spells are also included. The druid's ability to transform himself into animals and plants also relies on the force of the force of nature in the realm of life.

If the spells that summon various animals to help are also related to the energy of life. But these are not the whole of the natural force, because life alone cannot constitute nature. An ecosystem, in addition to living creatures, must also have a matching environment.

Wind, frost, rain, snow, sand, stone, mud, and soil are all part of the environment. Zhao Mai can use the natural force to ignite flames, create wind, fog, poison, and summon lightning, and he can also summon snow storms. So when he uses the natural force to imitate the cold air, the heart of the ghoul that is about to melt and disappear suddenly regained part of its vitality and actually increased a little.

"In other words, is this cold air driven by the natural force? Maybe it is an application of the Force in coldness?" Zhao Mai became interested and changed directions to start experiments. He now knows that the natural force flame burns very quickly on the body of the ghoul, and now he knows that the natural force cold can prolong the activity of the ghoul. Since everything is related to the natural force, maybe he can come up with some good solutions.

Thanks to his always playing with the heart of the ghoul next to the head and making strange noises. No one can understand the self-talk he said, which is not like any language in this world. So within half a day, Zhao Mai had a new nickname: the corpse artist, and it was widely circulated among the Night Watchers.

"He is not that kind of person, he is just not afraid of corpses." Samwell Talley always defended Zhao Mai for a few words, and then closed his mouth after others stared at him. He also wanted to have the courage of Zhao Mai, but now when he saw the head in Master Yimeng's room, his hands and feet were still sore and weak, and his mind would not turn.

Several commanders of the night watchman were scolded by Mr. Xiong for a long time, and then several commanders conveyed the lesson to the captain he managed, and then went to the grassroots level, doing it from dawn to dusk. So everyone, either being trained, or training, or both, were a little dizzy. When dinner gathered in the cafeteria, everyone didn't have much strength to speak. Even the nagging that cursed the chef's level was replaced with a silent middle finger.

Jon walked into the cafeteria at this moment, and then the sound rang out. "Beautiful job, Snow!" Everyone praised. The young man saved the respected commander and killed two ghouls by himself. Moreover, he was a night watchman and his own, so he should be praised even more. "Hurry up, show us!"

"What are you looking at?" Jon was still a little stunned, and his friends had already surrounded him. Pipp imitated Jon's voice and said, "What are you looking at?", and then laughed: "We have all heard that the blacksmith replaced the old Mr. Xiong's sword with a new decoration, and he said that it was prepared for you. Moreover, everyone saw the new things behind you!"

Craftsman Hod said a little guiltily: "Sorry, tell them everything about you. But you also have to know that the ball part of the swordtail was carved by Pat and I. Are the wolf still satisfied?"

"Thank you, your skills are so good." Jon untied a long sword from behind and placed it on the table. You can see that the end of the hilt is an exquisite wolf head, just like the Stark family's dire wolf.

"Originally, it was the bear-head sign of Commander Mormon's family, but it was burned out last night." The artisan Hodder said: "But don't worry, this sword is made of Valyrian steel and will not be damaged even if it is burned for ten thousand years."

"Take it out!" Everyone started to cheer, and even Sam joined in later: "Get the sword! Come on! Come on!"

So Jon drew his sword and swung left and right to let them appreciate it. The long-handled sword body shone with a warm but deadly luster under the firelight of the fireplace.

"What a Valyrian sword, can I take a look at it too?" Zhao Mai was like a dragon that smelled the treasure, and happened to appear at this time.

"This is the weapon of the Night Watcher," Hod said.

"Yes, that's right, then." Zhao Mai said with a smile.

"Although you are not a night watchman, you have also killed a monster and a good man." Hod said: "On the day when the corpse ghosts attacked, I saw that your spear was rusted and it was really not worthy of you, so... do you want me to polish it for you, or just give you a new weapon that is more convenient."

"Thank you for your kindness. If I need it, I will trouble you." Zhao Mai squeezed through the crowd and Jon put the steel sword into his hand.

"This sword is called Long Claws, and both bears and wolfs have Long Claws." Jon said.

Zhao Mai looked at the sword carefully, hoping to see some magic from it. Unfortunately, except for the layers of wave patterns on the surface, the sword does not have magic, superpowers or energy fluctuations of natural force. Zhao Mai secretly used several of his abilities on his wrist, hoping to stimulate the changes in the "long claws", but he still found nothing.

"What a good weapon." Zhao Mai handed him the sword and looked at everyone. "By the way, what's there to eat tonight?"

"Are those things?" Pipp said: "Is the Night Watcher's recipe as constant as the Great Wall of Desperation?"

"No, today is a bit different. I will give you an extra spoonful!" A shout came from the cafeteria, which made everyone laugh.

The melancholy Eddie opened the door and came in from outside. "Eddie, are you going to see Snow's new baby?" Pipp shouted.

Eddie shrank his neck and walked to the middle of everyone without saying a word, glanced left and right, looking like he was about to stop talking.

Everyone also thought something was wrong, so they put away their smiles and stared at him.

"Well, I said." Eddie swallowed, "Sir Andrew Tass will be the new coach, and he is coming from the Shadow Tower. Our Sir Arisa is going to King's Landing, with the head that still opens his mouth, hoping to ask for some help from the new King Joffrey."

"I want to go to Junlin, too. I heard that it is a warm place." The stupid bull Glen put his hand under his armpit: "I heard that it is still summer there."

"It's not surprising," said Sam. "Sir Erisha is a canonized knight. He has a very good background and has friends in the court who can speak."

"This is good news, why are you so gloomy?" said Pipp. "Do they also send you to King's Landing to serve Arisha?"

"That's not. The bad news comes from King's Landing." Eddie said, "Another letter comes from King's Landing, which says that the former Chief of the Imperial Guard was replaced by a guy named Sando Clicang. The former Chief of the Guard's respected Lord Balistan was exiled. Judging from the date in the letter, the last raven with the bad news was obviously delayed on the road..."

He stammered and refused to say it, but everyone was urging him.
Chapter completed!