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Chapter 15 Shocking Change 【Please recommend】

evening.

Temporary Rest Camp: On a mountain wasteland full of rocks.

The members of the expedition team are busy.

Today, Morgan and Kili caught four spotted deer, which is definitely a bumper harvest.

Spotted deer are not small in size.

A piebald deer, together with miscellaneous dried vegetables and temporarily picked wild vegetables around, can make the whole expedition team members have a delicious meal.

Of course, this is the way to cook.

If it is eaten roasted, then two spotted deer are enough.

After marching in the field for a month, everyone in the team now has a big appetite.

"clap clap"

On the simple hearth made of several stones, the fire was crackling.

Above the fire, the large frying pan on the tripod was constantly boiling and tumbling.

White bouillabaisse, red dried carrots, green wild vegetables, purple wild onions
This pot of spotted deer meat thick soup is very attractive, and the fragrance is also full of temptation.

It's been a boring day in the wilderness.

This time is definitely the time when all the team members are most looking forward to and relaxing.

Of course, this speaks of physical relaxation.

In fact, the footsteps began on the Avenue of the East as the expedition party moved further from the Shire.

The journey has become far more dangerous than before.

Because they have stepped into the territory of one of the world's most evil monsters: "orcs".

At this time, on a boulder not far from the temporary camp.

Morgan was lying on it, blowing the cool early autumn wind.

【Time Traveler: Morgan】

【Race: Human】

[Biology Level: Tier [-]]

【Soul Power: 0】

[Attributes: strength +; constitution +; agility +; spirit +]

[Ability: Common Language; Muay Thai LV2; White Crow Sword LV1; Bow and Archery LV2]

[Talent: Intimacy (Special Skill)]

[Current world exploration progress: 0.31%]

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"It's been a whole month"

"Not only did I not get any soul power, but I was also a zero-light egg."

"Even the progress of world exploration is growing extremely slowly."

"It was 0.3% before departure, and now it is 0.31%. After a month's journey, it has only increased by a full 0.01%."

"This is still with the main character's army. If I'm the only one, I'm afraid I don't even have 0.01% progress."

Opening his eyes and looking at the data in front of him, Morgan felt a little helpless.

In the past month, because of his outstanding bow and archery skills, he has almost taken over the hunting in the team.

It is to hone the bow and arrow skills, and more to gain soul power by killing prey.

It's a pity, except that the dire bear that he killed the day he met Gandalf a month ago gained a little soul power.

Morgan hasn't been able to get another point so far.

Even if he hunted a large number of wild boars, wild goats, spotted deer, and even a ferocious leopard.

However, there is no trace of the second soul power.

If it wasn't for the 0.01% progress in exploring the world, he would have thought the broken system was stuck.

Of course, in the past month, although I have gained very little in terms of the time system.

But in terms of strength, especially in archery, Morgan has made rapid progress.

In other aspects, because of its own strength, there are also reasons for teaching the dwarves Kili.

Morgan's status in the expedition team has improved a lot.

Now, if the ranks of the members of the expedition team are ranked in order, it should be like this: Thorin Oakenshield ≥ Gandalf > Balin = Morgan = Dwalin > other dwarves > Bilbo.

In general, except for the little gain in the system.

I have gained a lot in other aspects.

Because I have nothing to do every day, I think about my body system.

Morgan now also has some new understanding of "soul power".

However, these understandings will not be known until after the experiment.

"Killing ordinary creatures seems to be unable to gain soul power. Now let's see if the half-orcs can give themselves some surprises."

Morgan waved away the data in front of him, looking at the dim sky and secretly thinking.

"Morgan."

At this time, shouts came from not far away.

Morgan turned his head, it turned out that dinner was ready.

Morgan turned over and jumped off the three-meter-high boulder and walked towards the camp.

Come to the fire and take a bowl full of fresh venison soup from the dwarf "student" Kili.

Morgan just sat down when he heard the dwarf Groin yelling loudly while holding a bowl of steaming hot broth: "Come on, let's have a toast to thank Morgan and Kili for bringing us a feast!"

"Hey, this is not wine, you must have drunk too much."

"Haha, poor Gloria"

"Although this is not wine, you can treat it as wine, maybe you can taste like wine."

"Come on, let's toast."

"That's a good idea, maybe you two can still get drunk."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The dwarves were giggling and bickering habitually.

Made everyone amused.

More than a month of field trip.

Because they are all barren mountains and mountains, and there are no villages or small towns on the way.

The drinks the dwarves had brought with them at the beginning had been consumed long ago.

Now there are only some dried vegetables, potato flour, and dried meat that are easy to carry and store, and there are still a lot left.

As for drinks, think about it.

After dinner, the night completely darkened.

The cool wind of early autumn blows.

Morgan and Gandalf were sitting side by side under a boulder, smoking a cigarette.

More specifically, Morgan was smoking, using Gandalf's pipe.

"call"

I lit the small tobacco hole filled with shredded tobacco, and took a strong puff.

Baji
Feeling the acrid smoke entering his lungs, Morgan inexplicably felt his whole body relax a lot.

As a boxer in his previous life, Morgan did not smoke, and he rarely drank alcohol.

But in this world, in the boring adventure travel.

On a day when there were no women, no alcohol, no fights, only smoking could make him less bored.

"Not bad, smoke is a good thing."

"I didn't expect you kid to never smoke before"

Ignoring Gandalf's muttering, looking at Bilbo approaching, Morgan gestured with a cigarette stick, "Would you like a sip?"

"No thanks, I have it here"

Bilbo refused with a smile, took out his pipe, shook it, and sat down beside Gandalf.

"Am I right?"

Gandalf continued to speak, and Morgan smoked the remaining shredded tobacco in one gulp, knocked off the cigarette residue, handed it to Gandalf, and said disgustedly: "Okay, you can shut up now."

"Ha ha."

Gandalf laughed, and immediately took the stem of the tobacco, and filled it with shredded tobacco.

The night is getting darker.

The crescent moon in the sky disappeared into the clouds at some point.

In the temporary camp, only the bonfire was still burning.

In front of the fire, except for the night watch dwarf Bofur who dozed off like pecking rice, the other dwarves had already fallen asleep while lying in disorder.

Everything around is very quiet, as if the whole world has fallen asleep.

Holding the long cross sword and falling asleep against the boulder, Morgan suddenly felt extremely dangerous palpitations.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and saw: a group of more than a dozen ugly orcs wearing armor and holding weapons quietly entered the temporary camp.

Morgan looked terrified, grabbed the longbow beside him, and shouted sharply: "Enemy attack!"

(End of this chapter)