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Chapter 8 Two Years

The sun rises in the early morning.

The golden sunshine breaks through the fog on the seaside, and countless seabirds flutter their wings and chase the snow-white waves.

The boy was standing bare-chested and wearing a pair of shorts in the waves. The skin on his body was slightly bronzed, his arms were broad and strong, and his muscles were smooth and powerful. Although his face was still a little childish, his toned body was not inferior to that of Shiro Wei.

Any well-trained elite soldier in the army.

Ivan held up an iron training sword with both hands. He stared straight at the tip of the sword and breathed softly through his mouth and nose, following a strange rhythm. Every breath seemed to resonate with the muscles of his body.

Although he was just standing motionless, as the waves continued to hit Ivan, his whole body seemed to be doing vigorous exercise.

And it is not the kind of sports that ordinary people like running, long jumping, weightlifting, etc. can only take into account a certain aspect, but a comprehensive exercise that involves every inch of skin, every muscle, and every cell from the inside out.

Not long after, the blood flow all over his body accelerated, and then his skin became hot and red. Even in the slightly cool sea water, white heat was rising from his body.

As time passed, until the white heat almost formed a condensing white mist, Ivan slowly relaxed, put down the iron sword in his hand, and returned to the beach to slowly move around to soothe his body.

Wait for your body to fully recover.

Ivan took out a bottle of strange dark green potion from his backpack and drank it in one gulp without changing his expression. Then he practiced the basic swordsmanship with every move on the beach, stabbing, chopping, intercepting, and teasing.

The moves are all ordinary swordsmanship moves, but in Ai Wen's hands, they have a unique charm of returning to nature after repeated training.

It has been two years since I awakened my memory.

Alvin has also grown into a handsome fifteen-year-old boy, with a tall and muscular figure, and his skin is slightly dark due to long periods of sun exposure, but he is the masculine type most loved by girls who live by the sea.

What just gave him a slight headache was that the girls who liked to tease him not only did not stop as he expected, but intensified in the past two years, causing him to only go to such a place where there was no one in his usual practice.

Came to a remote beach.

"Oh, being too popular is also a kind of trouble!"

It's just that this kind of happy troubles don't belong to the category of Alvin's concern, because

"Show body data."

Name: Alvin Garriott

Attributes: Constitution 0.9(1)

Strength0.86(1)

Agility 0.93(1)

Intelligence 0.9(1)

Skills: Baifan Swordsmanship (proficient, including matching breathing techniques, swordsmanship, potions) Archery (proficient) Grammar (proficient) Navigation knowledge (entry) Pharmacy (entry)

Fifteen-year-old Ivan has reached the peak of trainee knight after two years of systematic and hard training, although none of his values ​​can reach the theoretical limit of 1 point.

But that is only a theoretical limit after all. Ivan's current physical fitness is actually not inferior to that of the vast majority of peak trainee knights.

As long as you can get another bottle of Black Sea potion to assist in breakthrough, and complete the extraordinary transformation of your body into a violent one, you can become an official knight and completely enter the ranks of extraordinary people.

In addition to the fact that his physical fitness has reached the peak of his apprenticeship, the biggest change in the past two years is his special skill "White Sail Swordsmanship".

In just two years, he completed the transformation from entry-level to master-level, and walked a path that others might not be able to complete in a lifetime.

The difference in combat power between the two is like the difference between a well-trained warrior and an ordinary farmer, and the biggest sign is that they have reached the threshold of using the "mystery" of swordsmanship, and initially have a hint of extraordinary characteristics.

However, the reason is not because after awakening his memory, Aiwen's talent suddenly exploded.

Instead, through the real-time monitoring of the digital vision, every effort and the effect of every move can be fed back immediately, allowing Aiwen to make adjustments at any time and always stay on the right path.

Let simple and repetitive exercises become twice the result with half the effort.

This state of practice that knights dream of is more effective than having a master-level swordsmanship teacher to guide you at any time.

It can be said that Aiwen, who is in a wild state and lacks resources and guidance, can achieve his current results at this age, and his data-based vision is the most important!

The only thing that makes Aiwen a little dissatisfied is that the Black Sea potion that he spent a lot of effort to obtain has gradually stopped working on him.

"Now we can only drink it as a sports drink."

The Black Sea Potion that Ivan took was a secondary version of the Black Sea Potion. It was a simplified version of the simplified version that was completely replaced with ordinary materials. As Ivan's physical fitness rapidly increased, it almost completely lost its effect on him.

Even if Aiwen continues to take it, he just wants to squeeze out the last bit of value from this potion, otherwise he will be sorry for his narrow escape two years ago.

It's just that this iron rooster subconsciously ignored that what saved him from death two years ago was the hugely valuable black pearl rather than the raw materials of the medicine.

As for where the black pearl went?

Alvin touched his belly and said it tasted okay.

As a pragmatist, Alvin has no idea of ​​keeping them as family heirlooms. To be cautious, he has sold them to jewelry stores three times.

Most of the golden lions obtained after selling the black pearls have already entered Aiwen's stomach.

Because in the apprenticeship stage of knight training, in addition to sword training, breathing methods and pharmaceutical assistance, the prerequisite for a knight to grow quickly is to eat!

Adequate nutrition can support a strong body. The principle of poor culture and rich martial arts is true even if it is placed in another world.

At the end of the daily knight training, Ivan put on his clothes and returned to the "White Rock Pharmacy".

Except for the slightly mottled doors and windows, this small shop has not changed much compared to two years ago. Obviously, as the shop owner, Alvin did not put too much thought into this store. He just kept it as it was and everything was fine.

However, Mr. Sanji, Ivan's only employee, seemed to have realized something. He studied the pharmacy knowledge that Ivan suddenly started to teach him two years ago and studied it very seriously. Today, he is almost able to take charge of his own business.

Because any type of knowledge is precious in this era, simple arithmetic and literacy require a lot of money to learn, not to mention such high-end knowledge as pharmacy, which is equivalent to giving Sangji a broad road to change his destiny.

Ivan still remembers how Sanji was so moved that he burst into tears and almost wanted to sell himself to him. It was really an exaggeration.

"Ding-a-ling-a-ling, jingle-a-ling-a-ling"

The doorbell rings.

"Mr. Irvine, good morning! Graeme has just sent two wild boar legs. Don't forget to take them when you leave. I have already given him the money, a total of eighty copper fur."

Although he dumbfoundedly rejected his request to sell himself, Sangji's attitude towards him became more and more respectful.

"Well, okay, I understand." Ivan has been ordering fresh animal meat from Graeme and his hunter friends for the past two years. Graeme will come to deliver door-to-door deliveries every now and then. Basically, he is a storekeeper.

Sanchi collection has become the norm.

"By the way, Sanji, I asked you to ask the sailors for any news about the nearby naval recruitment office?"

"Well"

Sanji held his clothes under the counter with his hands and hesitated to speak. Only when he saw Ivan's firm eyes did he say calmly: "Mr. Ivan, are you really going to join the army? My father has a friend who is a retired sailor. Although now

The gap in the navy is huge, but the days of wandering at sea are really not as spectacular as we imagined."

Ai Wen said nothing.

Sanji didn't dare to look into Ivan's eyes, but he just tried his best to dispel Ivan's dangerous thoughts: "There are endless pirates, diseases, bad weather, and even terrible sea monsters in the depths of the ocean.

Navy fatality rate”

As he spoke, Sanji's voice became smaller and smaller, and he almost got under the counter. After waiting for a while and seeing no response from Alvin, he confirmed that he really had no ability to make Alvin change his mind.

Then he put a note full of handwriting on the table: "Mr. Irvine, please don't tell my mother that I told you, or she will kill me."

Ai Wen finally smiled when he saw this note.

"Hahaha, thank you Sanchi, but you need to change your character. Girls won't like you if you keep being coy like this."

Taking the note from Sanji's hand with a smile, Ivan put another note that he had prepared long ago into his hand.

"This is?"

Ivan blinked at him: "You have to keep the treasure of Baishi Pharmacy, Sanji!"

Sanji looked at the prescription of "Live Fish Potion" in his hand, and a warm current rose in his heart. It felt good to be trusted and entrusted with responsibility.

So he shouted to Alvin who had already walked to the door: "Don't worry, Mr. Alvin! I was engaged to Miss Sharon, the tailor's family, yesterday!"
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