The autumn wind is bleak.
With the first ray of golden sunlight from the east at dawn, the earth shines.
Misty Mountains.
Halfway up a towering mountain.
A large team was walking on a steep and narrow mountain path.
This team is naturally the Fellowship of the Ring expedition team that set off from Rivendell not long ago to the Mount Doom of Modo.
Ten members, two horses.
Horses were used to carry dry food, food and drinks for the members of the expedition.
This time, Morgan did not propose to use his dimensional ring to hold things like he had done with Aragorn, Frodo and Sam before.
If he doesn't tell himself, others who know will naturally not ask more questions.
At this time, Morgan's ring has the most space. The largest space occupied is gold, gems and various treasures, followed by a large number of weapons and arrows. The others are some personal clothes and other supplies, as well as cooking pots, grills, spices, etc., and this time from Rivendell got a lot of food for free.
In fact, there wasn't much space left in the ring.
This is why he doesn't want to be a mobile warehouse.
Keep moving forward along the rugged mountain road.
As dawn passes, the light clusters in the sky begin to move overhead.
The expedition team finally climbed to the top of the huge, towering and steep mountain below.
"Merry, do you think there will be another chance for us to come to Rivendell in the future?"
Hobbit Pippin withdrew his eyes from Rivendell who was getting farther and farther behind, turned to look at his companion beside him and asked.
"Well, I don't know either..."
Hearing Pippin's words, Merry also looked away from behind, shook his head and continued: "However, I am very satisfied with this experience."
"When we go back to Dad's Tavern in Hobbiton, we will definitely be envious of Ma Li and Kubo."
Pippin nodded immediately: "Hey, I think so too."
"Next time we go back, we can tell adventure stories."
"Fortunately we decided to come out with Frodo and the others that time..."
"Of course, that was the most correct decision I made in my life..."
Merry said matter-of-factly.
Two months ago, he met Frodo and Sam who were being chased by the Black Knight, and it was he who made the decision to go out with Frodo.
"Not just the last time."
"There's another time, but this time I made the decision before you."
Pippin replied immediately.
"No, it was me, Pippin, who rushed out first, otherwise we might have been on our way back to Hobbiton by now."
Merry quickly retorted.
"Although you were the one to go out first, you can't deny what I told Lord Eldron first, right?"
"Forget it, let's make this decision together this time..."
"That's what I'll say when I get back to Dad's Tavern..."
"That's pretty much it..."
Several little hobbits in the middle of the team were chattering away.
At the front of the team, Gandalf and Morgan, who were leading the way, were also chatting.
"How are we going this time?"
Morgan looked back at the taller snow-capped peaks in the distance ahead, where the snow never melted all year round, then turned to look at the old man beside him and said.
"We need to go south along the Misty Mountains this time, if everything goes well."
"In about sixty days, we will reach the Pass of Rohan."
"When the time comes, head east from there to Modo."
Gandalf looked at his companion and said.
"The Pass of Rohan..."
Hearing the name, Morgan pondered for a moment, remembering the map screen he had seen before, and frowned slightly: "If I remember correctly, it seems to be very close to Isengard."
"You remember correctly..."
Gandalf sighed: "But this is the safest road, and it is also a relatively short road."
"Relatively close?"
After hearing Gandalf's words, Morgan asked again: "Does that mean there is a shorter way?"
"Of course there is a closer way..."
At this time, Gimli, who heard the two people chatting in front of him, suddenly walked forward quickly and answered Morgan's words: "That's the Mine of Moria."
"That's the closer road to Modo."
"but..."
Jin Li stopped talking and looked a little heavy.
I mention it here because Morgan saved Kili and Thorin Oakenshield in the Battle of the Five Armies.
This also left the throne of the Kingdom of Erebor in the Lonely Mountain in the hands of Thorin Oakenshield, instead of letting Dain Ironfoot, the dwarf lord of the Iron Hills, inherit the throne as he remembered the plot in his mind.
Thorin Oakenshield became the king under the mountain.
The dwarf Balin became an important minister of the new Kingdom of Erebor, and naturally he no longer had the thought or reason to go to "Moria", the earliest homeland of the Turin dwarves.
Therefore, Bahrain is still living well in Gushan at this time.
And Moria is still occupied by the orcs from the Misty Mountains.
However, the Battle of Azanubiza took place many years ago in the Darkstream Valley outside the east gate of Moria.
Because of the victory of the dwarves, the number of orcs in Moria was greatly reduced.
Although Morgan knew that the plot in his memory had changed a lot because of him, such as the disappearance of the dwarf Balin leading the expedition team.
But he still didn't know much about Moria.
"But what happened?"
Morgan continued to ask.
"It's occupied by orcs."
Gimli sighed and said.
Gandalf listened and said nothing.
In fact, many years ago, when Thorin Oakenshield was still in the Blue Mountains.
The Lonely Mountain Expedition has not yet begun.
Gandalf once entered the mines of Moria alone in search of Thorin, the father of Oakenshield.
Although he failed to find Thorne, he did manage to pass through the Mines of Moria.
This is enough to prove that the Mines of Moria are a passage through the Misty Mountains.
However, Gandalf did not want to go there.
Not because of the orcs that might be hiding there, but because of the even more terrifying creatures that slumber deep in the mines of Moria.
"However, even though it was occupied, many orcs were killed in that battle many years ago."
"Moreover, there was also the battle on Lonely Mountain sixty years ago. We eliminated a large number of orcs from the Misty Mountains."
"Maybe..."
Gimli seemed a little angry when he talked about the Mines of Moria: "Maybe it's not necessarily that all the orcs there are dead now."
Gimli muttered.
But Gandalf on the side laughed, shook his head and said: "Unless I have to, I will never go to the mines of Moria. It's too risky."
Gandalf said so.
Morgan and Gimli were naturally speechless.
This expedition is undoubtedly centered on Gandalf.
Then, Morgan and Aragorn followed.
Frodo is the ring bearer, so he should have the most say.
But with his strength and knowledge, he is destined to only listen to others.
Besides, he also believed in Gandalf and Morgan.
The team moved on.
After crossing the mountain, Rivendell disappeared behind him.
Facing the warm sunshine of late autumn.
The expedition team headed towards more mountainous roads ahead.
...
"Papa...papa..."
The bright yellow flames are strong, and the dry wood crackles from time to time in the flames.
night.
A clearing formed by the intersection of two boulders in the Misty Mountains.
The surrounding weeds and thorns have been cleared away.
A strong bonfire burns in the center.
The Fellowship of the Ring was currently sitting around the campfire, chatting while warming themselves.
A grill was set up above the bonfire, and a large cooking pot hung above it, with thick soup boiling in the pot.
Hobbit Sam is also the cook of the expedition and is busy adding various foods to the cooking pot.
In the open space next to the fire, the hobbits Pippin and Merry were competing with their short swords.
Boromir gave some pointers from time to time.
Morgan and Gandalf Aragorn were each holding pipes and smoking.
Legolas and Gimli sat aside, paying no attention to anyone.
Frodo was adding more wood to the fire and helping Sam cook dinner from time to time.
"left..."
"right..."
Under Boromir's guidance, Merry and Pippin's daggers clashed with each other.
"Aragorn, try my tobacco..."
"Hey, how come it tastes the same as Gandalf's, and yours is also from Shire?"
"certainly..."
"Then you taste my..."
"Ahem..."
"Where did you buy this?"
"Bree, this is the most popular one there..."
Beside the fire, three smokers, Morgan, Gandalf, and Aragorn were chatting while leaning on the boulder behind them.
The cooking pot on the campfire rack is boiling and the aroma is overflowing.
Sam picked up the ladle, scooped some soup and meat into the bowl in Frodo's hand.
"Taste it, how does it taste? Is it ripe?"
"Well, it's cooked and tastes good."
Frodo took a sip, chirped, and spoke.
"Okay everyone, get ready for dinner..."
Sam turned and shouted to the group.
Time passed slowly.
When everyone in the expedition team has eaten and drank enough.
When the crescent moon in the night sky disappears into the clouds.
It was getting darker.
Gimli, wearing armor and helmet, sat before the fire.
Because he lost the previous fight, he kept vigil on the first night after leaving Rivendell.
It's late autumn.
The weather is getting colder at night.
Everyone wrapped themselves in blankets, leaned against boulders, or lay directly next to the fire to sleep.
Morgan wrapped himself in a thick blanket and leaned against the boulder, closing his eyes and falling asleep.
Within the mind and consciousness.
Lines of pale white virtual data keep jumping in front of you.
[Time Traveler: Morgan]
[Race: Human]
[Biological Level: Level 2]
[Soul power: 0]
[Attributes: Strength LV7; Constitution LV6; Agility LV6; Spirit LV5]
[Ability: Universal Language; Muay Thai LV2; White Crow Swordsmanship (Proficient) LV4; Archery (Proficient) LV4; Rock Body (Special Skill); Dragon Power (Special Skill); Charge (Special Skill); Mental Shock (Special Skill) Skill); Eagle Eye (Special Skill); Flash (Special Skill)]
[Talent: Intimacy (Special Skill)]
[Current world exploration progress: 10.25%]
【......】
Look at the panel data that keeps jumping and flashing.
Morgan's eyes kept looking downward.
There has been no fighting in recent times, so the soul power must be gone.
Morgan knew it, but what he was looking at today was not the soul power, but the progress of the exploration.
Brush brush brush...
Lines of virtual data continue to emerge.
Morgan's eyes followed all the way down.
Soon, the world exploration progress column appeared on the panel: [Current world exploration progress: 10.25%]
Look at the new exploration data in front of you.
Look at the faint green light emitting from the entire exploration progress bar in front of you.
Morgan was overjoyed, and an expression of relief immediately appeared on his face.
"How long has it been, finally changed..."
I sighed in my heart.
Morgan was in a mixed mood.
Since arriving in Rivendell a few days ago.
He never stopped summoning the system one night.
But it was not until today that the exploration progress column finally changed and grew again.
Moreover, just as he had guessed, achievement rewards appeared again when the exploration progress reached 10%, just like when the exploration progress reached 1% for the first time.
"What will be the achievement reward this time?"
Looking at the progress bar that is constantly emitting light green light.
Morgan was excited.
The last achievement reward for reaching 1% of exploration progress was the "Dimensional Space Ring".
10% this time should be better.
"call..."
Take a deep breath.
Morgan's mind moved slightly, and a trace of his spirit touched the exploration progress bar in front of him.
brush...
[Achievement achieved...]
[Understand the special skill "Any Door"...]
["Any door" has been mastered...]
【......】
Light green light flashes.
Data is constantly jumping in front of you.
This time, the physical object similar to the dimensional space ring did not continue to appear as he thought, but turned into a special skill.
"Any door..."
Morgan frowned and muttered, then immediately fell into the sea of consciousness.
It didn't take long for him to finally understand what the special skill he had learned this time was.
Any door: When the skill is activated, a light door will be formed in the void. Passing through that door will allow the initiator to instantly teleport to any designated place within a radius of five kilometers.
"this..."
Quietly feel the effect of this special skill.
Morgan's eyes grew brighter and brighter.
"Ah..."
Finally, he couldn't help but chuckle.
At this time, the dwarf Gimli, who was sitting at the eye of the bonfire keeping watch, couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Morgan not far behind him.
Morgan noticed that someone was paying attention, but he didn't care.
He was immersed in the joy of having just obtained the "any door".
Constantly experience new special skills.
Morgan felt more and more powerful about the "any door".
This is obviously the most powerful one among the many special skills he has acquired since he obtained the system for so long.
With "any door".
Morgan truly has the trump card.
Whether it's to escape for one's life, to forcibly attack the enemy, to quietly appear behind the enemy, or to do other things.
The power of any gate is obvious.
However, the "any door" is powerful and has great restrictions on its use.
The frequency of use should be about once every two days.
Moreover, it consumes far more energy and energy than using other special skills.
However, the more restrictions are worth it.
Any door is perfect for escaping to save life and making sneak attacks. It can be called a magical skill.
This really made Morgan happy.
"Ah..."
He chuckled involuntarily again.
Silent night.
Even the slightest sound can be amplified infinitely.
Gimli, who was sitting in front of the bonfire, immediately turned his head again and looked at Morgan, who was wrapped in a blanket and motionless with his eyes closed, and couldn't help but murmur.
The night is getting deeper.
"Huhu..."
The cold north wind howled.
Sitting in front of the bonfire, Jinli couldn't help but hugged himself, and immediately picked up a few thicker and dry firewood and added them to the bonfire in front of him.
"Crack... crack..."
