Different blood medicines are highly lethal, so even if they know that this is an extraordinary way, not everyone has the courage.

When he heard that Zhou Jing was willing, Baron was overjoyed and laughed happily. His thick and fluffy beard twitched and the corners of his mouth almost reached behind his ears.

"Hahaha... Then starting from tomorrow, I will train you personally and pass on all my experience to you! The training may be very difficult, but I think you will be fine!"

Balon waved his hand with great courage.

"Okay." Zhou Jing nodded calmly.

Having a guide is definitely more convenient than trying to figure it out on your own.

…

It was agreed to meet at the training ground in the village tomorrow. Zhou Jing said goodbye to Baron and walked around the village with Grif.

Although Frostwood Village is small, it is well-equipped with everything you need, including a tavern, blacksmith shop, leather armor shop, mill, etc.

According to Grif, the Blackshirt Forest is very vast, stretching down from the Sherbert Mountains. Only a part of the forest area crosses the empire's border, and the rest is outside the border. Those are unknown areas, and the Terra Empire has never been there.

The plan is to open up, so it is very desolate.

Frostwood Village is located in the northern part of the Terra Empire. Because it is adjacent to the Blackshirt Forest, it is very remote. Generally, there are no passing merchants or travelers. Only some exotic beast hunters who plan to enter the Blackshirt Forest occasionally pass by the village.

Some distance to the south, there is a quite prosperous town, and Frostwood Village is one of the villages under the name of the lord of that town.

Zhou Jing walked around but didn't see any facilities similar to a medical center or pharmacy, so he couldn't help but ask:

"Why didn't you see the witch doctor in the village?"

"He doesn't live in the village. We built him a house outside the village, some distance away," Griff explained.

Zhou Jing was a little puzzled: "Why does he have to live outside the village? Wouldn't it be very inconvenient if he needs a doctor urgently?"

"Indeed... but he said that preparing potions requires a quiet environment, otherwise it is easy to make mistakes."

As Griff said, he couldn't help but complain:

"But even so, he always fails to make potions. Our hunter team often collects herbs for him, but he doesn't make a few potions. If it weren't for not having enough potions, Will might have survived..."

Zhou Jing thought of the image of [Death Replay], narrowed his eyes, and pretended not to know, and asked, "He didn't give Will any medicine?"

"Alas, he said he ran out of medicine and could only simply treat the wound and pray for luck." Grif shook his head.

I always feel like there is a problem...

Zhou Jing suppressed the doubts in his heart, thought for a while, and asked curiously: "Don't you get rid of such a pharmacist?"

Grif shook his head: "He is very good at treating some minor illnesses, and he often treats injuries of hunters. He has stayed in the village for several years, and everyone is familiar with him. Before him, there was not even a serious pharmacist in our village.

No, so this is the only way.”

"I understand." Zhou Jing nodded and kept it in mind.

It seems that I need to find some time to contact this witch doctor...

However, development is still the main focus at the moment, and it is enough to pay a little attention to this matter.

As an outsider, it is not easy for me to do anything until I am fully integrated into the village.

Not long after, Grif brought Zhou Jing to an empty house, which was the residence assigned to Zhou Jing by the village.

This house used to be occupied by a family. Later, when they moved to the town, the house was vacated and used to store some sundries. Now it was given to Zhou Jing for a temporary stay.

The house has been cleaned, and there is a basket filled with vegetables and rice bags next to the door, which are food supplies sent by the village chief.

The three of them simply tidied up, and soon in the evening, Grif said goodbye and left, returning home to his wife and children to warm up on the bed.

Zhou Jing closed the door, and he and Ross were the only two people left in the room, staring at each other.

"Can you cook?"

"..."

Ross silently picked up the knife and held it in his hand, looking at the vegetables in the basket as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Stop! Forget it, I don't dare to eat what you made."

Zhou Jing was helpless.

You hold this knife, and those who don’t know it think you are going to kill someone.

The living facilities in this era are relatively primitive, but Zhou Jing is not clueless. When he traveled last time, he found that the development stage of the world of alien beasts was similar to that of the medieval period of the home star era, so during the cooling period of the shuttle, he made a special investigation

I checked some relevant information on living habits and made some preparations.

It’s hard to get used to various daily tools, but you can still use them.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't know the unique vegetables in the world of beasts, just make a pot of stew and he'll be able to eat it.

While Zhou Jing was trying to figure out how to cook, Ross stood by silently watching, as if he was studying.

Zhou Jing glanced at him, hoping that he really understood.

In this way, Ross can at least play the role of a chef and a more reliable tool... instead of standing by like a boss like now, just waiting for the meal to be served.

"I didn't find a follower, I just found a baby to take care of..." Zhou Jing had a complicated mood.

…

That night.

The moonlight shines in through the window, making it quiet and lonely.

Although the night is not yet deep, all the villagers have returned to their homes. Shuangmu Village is quiet, with only the occasional barking of dogs and intermittent suppressed moans.

——In an era lacking entertainment and long nights, there really is nothing else to do except making babies.

“When in town, do as the Romans do, when in town, do as the Romans do…”

Zhou Jing sat at the table, murmured a few words, and observed the sky outside the window.

I saw two moons, one big and one small, hanging in the night sky, one white and one green, and the distant stars were shining brightly.

——Looking at it this way, the so-called star realm should also be a complete universe.

"Then maybe the "World of Alien Beasts" I'm in is just a planet here?" Zhou Jing's heart moved.

Lacking information, he did not blindly analyze it, but just kept this conjecture in his mind.

Zhou Jing already had a plan for the Astral Apostle's action plan - mainly focusing on development. He would first find ways to obtain different blood enhancements, and then live longer and collect enough Astral Points. When he grows to a certain level,

Then I went to try to pass the level.

Because the ability inheritance slot will be obtained when death is settled, and the training results can be passed on to the next apostle after death, the benefits of practice are very high, and the strength of hard training will not be wasted, but will be accumulated for the future.

Although the goal is to clear the main world within two months, Zhou Jing knows that one bite cannot make him fat.

Therefore, I need a "newbie village" that provides a stable environment for development... and the conditions in Shuangmu Village are obviously very suitable.

"On the first night in Frostwood Village, I was initially integrated into it. Everything went smoother than I expected... The influence left by the previous apostle was really helpful for my start. Will's sacrifice was very meaningful."

Zhou Jing breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relaxed and happy.

——It’s my first time here, so I’d better stay on top of things tonight.

He got into bed and covered himself with quilt, and suddenly thought of something, and said to Ross, who was standing in the corner, thinking about his thoughts against the wall:

"By the way, you go to sleep in another bed, don't stand there stupidly... Remember to call me at dawn tomorrow."

After hearing this, Ross strode to another bed and lay down directly on it, folding his hands on his chest, but staring straight in the direction of Zhou Jing with his head.

Zhou Jing's mouth twitched.

"Don't stare at me, and don't hide your pupils in your eyes anymore..."

Ross understood, and looked back, staring blankly at the ceiling, lying upright.

"Close your eyes! Cover yourself with quilt!"

Ross quickly pulled up the quilt and closed his eyes, pretending to sleep.

But he still left a slit in his eye to peek at Zhou Jing.

Zhou Jing took a deep breath and felt his nerves bulging.

He couldn't bear it anymore and without saying a word... he turned over and faced inside.

If I can’t see it, just pretend it doesn’t exist!

…

Early the next morning.

Zhou Jing was woken up by Rose, a humanoid self-propelled alarm clock, and came to the training ground in the light of day, where he found Baron waiting there early.

When he saw Zhou Jing, Balon didn't say any greetings and got straight to the point:

"Starting today, I will teach you how to become an exotic beast hunter... Do you know the history of exotic beast hunters?"

"I know roughly." Zhou Jing nodded. He had inquired about it the last time he traveled.

"That's good. In short, the exotic beast hunter was born in the wilderness era and has a long history. It is an ancient and glorious profession that protects humans from the threat of alien beasts."

A look of pride appeared on Baron's face.
To be continued...