"This enhancement consumes 1 point of soul power. Do you want to enhance it?"
Looking at the virtual data prompt that popped up in front of him, Morgan clicked on it.
Pale white light flashed, and the soul power column quickly turned to zero.
"Archery LV2..."
The moment the virtual data jumped in front of his eyes, Morgan could clearly feel a stream of heat being injected into his body.
At the same time, there is also an additional piece of memory information about archery in my mind.
That's a bunch of information about shooting angles, arrow distances, and things to pay attention to when shooting.
Quietly feel and comprehend this memory of archery.
Morgan only felt that his previous understanding of archery was too superficial.
He now had a strong urge to pick up a bow and arrow and try shooting.
But he opened his eyes and looked at the darkness around him, and the wizard Gandalf, who was sleeping peacefully not far away.
Morgan suppressed the urge.
All night long.
When the eastern horizon was just beginning to light up, Morgan opened his eyes.
After a brief wash, Morgan and Gandalf had roast bear meat for breakfast again.
The giant bear's carcass was so huge that even if two people ate two meals together, there would be too much leftover.
The giant bear carcass is a good thing, and Morgan cannot give it up.
But the body was too big, and the two of them only had two horses, so it was impossible to transport the whole thing away.
So Morgan began to cut up the giant bear's body, and Gandalf also reached out to help.
It didn't take long to disembowel the giant bear and cut up its meat.
When pieces of bloody giant bear meat were hung on the backs of two horses.
The two set off.
According to what was agreed yesterday.
Morgan followed Gandalf on horseback, and the two of them walked quickly into the distance.
Gandalf was right in his assessment.
Before dusk, the two of them, riding on their horses, saw a series of low houses starting to appear in the distance ahead.
"Hobbiton is ahead..."
Seeing the town right in front of him, Gandalf said and controlled the speed of the horse under him, which obviously slowed down a lot.
Riding wildly all day long.
The buttocks are constantly being bumped and rubbed.
No one understands this pain better than Morgan.
Hearing Gandalf's words, Morgan let out a long sigh and subconsciously controlled the horse under him to slow down.
The destination is not far away, so there is no need to rush.
Gandalf had already taken out a long cigarette rod and began to take out tobacco from the tobacco bag, roll it into small balls and fill it on the cigarette rod.
"Phew, I can finally see a living person..."
Morgan looked into the distance and let out a long sigh. Hearing the smoke that Gandalf had breathed into his lungs next to him, he immediately choked and coughed repeatedly.
"Ahem..."
"What does this kid mean, I'm not a living person?"
"It wouldn't be a wrong choice to bring this boy to meet Thorin and the others..."
Gandalf turned sideways and looked sideways at Morgan, muttering in his mind.
"Of course, you don't count Gandalf..."
Seeing Gandalf's strange look, Morgan immediately said: "I'm not saying you are not a human being, of course you are a living person..."
"I mean, Gandalf, you're a wizard..."
Seeing that Morgan was getting more and more confused as he explained, Gandalf coughed slightly and said: "Ahem..."
"Shut up, I know what you mean..."
"We'd better go to the city and dispose of the bear meat as soon as possible."
"It's been exposed to the sun for a day, and if we wait any longer, the price will drop significantly."
Gandalf smoked a cigarette and spoke calmly, but in his heart he had already made up his mind to kill Morgan.
After last night and today's chat, the two of them have become very familiar with each other.
They understand each other's personalities quite well and don't mind when they joke.
"you're right..."
"However, I'm not familiar with this place. I'll have to trouble Gandalf to handle the bear meat..."
Morgan smiled and summoned Gandalf again.
In the memory plot, he learned that Gandalf was righteous, humorous, talkative, and a bit boring.
Now that I have met him, I do realize that Gandalf has a similar personality.
For people with this kind of personality, being generous and honest is the best way to get along with them and get closer to them.
Morgan has decided that after processing the bear meat, he will treat Gandalf to a feast and also offer sacrifices to his five internal organs temple.
During this period of time before, he had lived almost like a savage in the wilderness.
Although I eat game every meal.
But except for a small amount of salt, game without other spices will never taste good.
Because there are no other utensils, the only way to cook is the most basic grilled food.
After eating it for a while, I almost felt like throwing up when I saw the barbecue.
Even the giant bear meat can only be tasted fresh.
Gandalf puffed his cigarette in disbelief.
The two rode horses quickly toward the town ahead.
At night, the sky is covered with clouds.
The two rode into the town.
Soon, figures began to appear on the road ahead, very short figures.
Morgan knew very well that he should have come to the Hobbiton that Gandalf said. Those short people were the indigenous people here, Hobbits, also called halflings.
On the lush green slopes and hills, exquisitely shaped, bunker-like cabins with round door frames are scattered around in an orderly manner.
Green low hillsides, small fences, fences, flowers of various colors, bluestone roads, crystal clear rivers, busy little hobbits, and even smaller hobbits running barefoot on the hillside forest trails.
A peaceful, leisurely, relaxing and beautiful pastoral scenery.
Walking into this small town, Morgan felt like he was in a fairy tale world.
In his previous life, Morgan personally visited New Zealand, where "The Hobbit" and "The Lord of the Rings" were filmed.
Although the scenery of "Hobbiton" there is still beautiful, the smell of artificial carving is too strong.
But here, everything is so leisurely and natural.
"Perhaps when you get old in the future, coming here to retire and settle down will be a very good choice..."
The sudden thought that popped into his mind made Morgan laugh and shake his head.
Although it is still very early for retirement, it also illustrates Morgan's deep yearning for the beautiful pastoral environment of Hobbiton.
"It's very beautiful..."
"I was the same as you when I first came here."
Seeing Morgan constantly looking around, Gandalf puffed out smoke and smiled leisurely.
"Is this Hobbiton?"
"It's really beautiful..."
Morgan looked at it for a while and said with emotion.
"Of course, the Hobbit's home is one of the most beautiful places in the whole of Middle-earth."
"I like these hardworking little guys..."
After taking the last puff of cigarette, Gandalf tapped the cigarette stem on his shoe, wiped it again, raised his head and continued:
"Let's go, don't even think about selling giant bear meat if you stand here."
"Come with me..."
Gandalf said, pulling the reins, turning his head and walking forward.
Morgan quickly followed.
after an hour.
Hobbiton, in the noisy Blackcurrant Tavern.
Morgan and Gandalf were sitting across from each other at the wine table, and the tall wooden barrel cups they held in their hands clinked hard together.
"cheers..."
