Mysterious Catastrophe

In this way, it has exceeded [-]% of the farmers!

Because the illness has not fully recovered, Aaron chose to rest in the morning, and at the same time he was sorting out Zorro's last memory.

According to the other party's experience, there is no church organization in this world.

Even nature cults like the Green Banyan Grandmother are rare.

Almost everyone only agrees with strength!

Whoever has the power is the real strong!

But in the countryside, occasionally there are monster legends such as hags, water corpses, and ghosts.

Fortunately, in these legends, these monsters are not very strong, some were easily eliminated by the lord leading the soldiers, and some were easily eliminated by the passing demon hunters.

"Witcher?"

Aaron's eyes lit up: "They should have certain extraordinary abilities, and it is easier to get in touch with the extraordinary system of this world..."

"However... I still have to find my own strength."

Lunch was very simple, it was hard black bread. Aaron boiled a pot of water, and then put the black bread that had been cut with great difficulty into it and boiled it, so that he could barely eat it.

When he got there, he decided to visit Yanan Town.

After all, some ritual materials can only be bought in the town!

Chapter 1102 The Immortal Touches My Top

"Since the old gravekeeper and Zorro are fine, the graveyard should be safe..."

'Or...a ghoul that wandered in just recently? '

'Trouble...Zoro has nothing to worry about, can he move?No more work? '

'With my current body, no job, no food, how can I go to play in the wilderness to survive?That was a bit too miserable. '

The difficulty of living in the wild is beyond the imagination of modern people, and even the ancients could not bear it.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, he is still unwilling to give up the current stable environment.

After all, Zorro's identity is really easy to use!

The only old cemetery keeper who knew him well was dead, and his disguise was perfect.

Aaron held a wooden stick in his hand and walked on the road to the small town of Yanan.

At the same time, I also set a small goal for myself:

"First, live well, at least until the end of dimensionality reduction... I hope that the time flow speed gap between the two sides will not be too terrifying."

"Second, by the way, improve yourself, explore the extraordinary system of this low-dimensional world, and blend with the spiritual system..."

Not long after, the outline of a small town appeared before Aaron's eyes.

The path paved with bluestone slabs has been kept new for a long time, but at the entrance, there is a tall arrow tower.

On the arrow tower, there are also archers patrolling, which makes Aaron feel uncomfortable.

The appearance of this war-functional building seems to indicate one thing—there has never been peace in this land, and it has always been in chaos.

Because he was an acquaintance, Zorro was not made things difficult by the patrolling militia and went directly into the town.

The original Zorro, after saving a little money, would come to the only tavern in the town, order a glass of the cheapest rye beer, and flirt with the waitress.

But Aaron was not in the mood today.

He searched for a long time on the only commercial street in the town and entered a grocery store.

"Our gravekeeper, what do you need?"

The owner of the grocery store was an aunt with a bucket waist, who asked with a smile.

"Please give me some fine salt, and candles... Finally, is there any cheap spices?"

Aaron scanned around and spoke.

"Spice? Haha, does our little Zorro finally know how to pursue women? I wanted to talk about you before. Spending money on tavern waitresses is not something a good boy should do."

Aunt Sophia smiled.

It seems that she misunderstood Aaron's purpose of buying spices: "I recommend this wisteria orchid incense powder, and the girls in our town like to use this!"

Aunt Sophia took out a small jar and opened it for Aaron to sniff.

"Okay, just this, give me a small packet."

Aaron nodded, feeling that this place is still somewhat different from the European Middle Ages.

For example, there are significant differences in the abundance of spices and some personal hygiene habits.

'That's right... After all, it is a world with extraordinary power, how could it be exactly the same? '

He walked out of the grocery store and suddenly saw a group of soldiers marching through the street.

These soldiers wore leather armor with the symbol of the Lancaster family on it-the head of a griffin with yellow feathers on a white background!

Most of them held spears, bows and arrows in their hands, followed by knights wrapped in iron cans, and drove out of the town with great arrogance.

"How is this going?"

Someone nearby asked.

"It's the baron... It is said that he and Baron Roland next door have already started a fight over the prey of a deer!"

Another well-informed person answered in a low voice.

'Because of a deer? '

'Well... sure enough, it's still the Middle Ages. '

Aaron complained and left the town.

He didn't want to cause trouble, and he didn't want to be involved in trouble.

The return journey was smooth, and Aaron was back in his gravekeeper's hut before dark.

"The feeling of having no power...is really unbearable."

When night fell, he took out his knife and lit a candle.

The three candles are in the shape of a triangle, and after mixing spices into them, they immediately burn out a fragrant aroma.

Aaron sprinkled a ring of salt outside, and then chanted in pure spiritual language:

"The Creator above the Creator!"

"Absolute observer standing above the dimension!"

"The great false spirit!"

……

After half an hour, nothing happened.

"No response? This represents the authority of my creator, which has not yet covered multiple dimensions? No... Impossible!"

Aaron is well aware of the strength of his deity.

"So... are you too lazy to talk to me? Or are you sleeping?"

"Damn, the deity is not a human being, and the avatar has no human rights!"

Aaron complained.

As soon as he complained, he suddenly trembled all over, and his eyes instantly turned pure white.

Then, in front of his eyes, a scene of ancient Qionglouyuyu, cloud and fairy mountains emerged.

The fairy spring is gurgling, the music girl is fluttering, what a grand scene of a fairy family!

Countless celestial beings with dazzling rings and flying swords are gathering to congratulate the longevity immortal Zun on his birthday!

Almost at the first glance, Aaron knew that this was the fairyland!

"After the deity became the creator, did you release all the recovered avatars?"

"This is... the avatars of Gou Dao in the world of cultivating immortals, have they all mixed into the immortal world and become a party of immortals?"

Aaron suddenly became angry.

As clones, this situation...how is it so different?

The next moment, he saw the immortal nodding his head slightly at him, and a glass of wine flew over.

The fine nectar in the jasper cup instantly passed through the obstacles of many worlds and dimensions, and turned into a drop of sweet rain, which fell on Aaron's forehead.

"call!"

Aaron let out a long sigh of relief, feeling that all the ailments in his body were gone, and all diseases disappeared!

The whole person could not be better in an instant!

"It's the avatar after all, pity the avatar, good brother, what's yours is mine, and what's mine...forget it, I don't have anything worth thinking about..."

A smile formed on the corner of Aaron's mouth.

Although when welcoming that drop of rain, there was a sentence from Immortal Venerable Immortal, to the effect that it was only this once, and the next one was not an example, but it was enough!

"Come out, my Goldfinger!"

[Name: Aaron (Zorro)]

[Talent: Immortality]

【Age: 25】

[Skill: Reading and Writing (Introductory)]

……

Then, Aaron's expression fell.

As expected of a good brother, Changsheng Immortal Venerable went so far as to sell everything and gave him the golden finger that he used back then.

And Aaron just wanted to say: "I'll give you a lung... Is it difficult to add points or deduce, even if it's a sign-in system? Throw unnecessary garbage to me... I want me to bear your suffering again Is it?"

Well, he got it, this avatar of Immortal Venerable Immortal just came to see his jokes on purpose!

This panel is useless at all!

And the immortal personality?When he didn't?

They are all clones of the main body, the essence is the same, who discriminates against whom?

It's just that the matter has come to this point, and Aaron treats himself as a free treatment from the other party-it's better than nothing!

"At least, my cold and weakness have all healed... This body suffered a lot when I was young, and it was very sub-healthy. Now it has all been cured and returned to its peak state!"

Aaron looked at his hands.

Originally, Zoro's hands were not only covered with calluses, but also had tiny scars from cuts and burns, but at this moment...all of them disappeared!

He clenched his fists, feeling that his muscles were strong and powerful, and he couldn't help but be more satisfied: "Very good...a good body is the capital of a career! Coupled with a weapon...the ordinary soldiers I saw today, I can fight five at a time !"

It is very important to have the force for initial self-protection!

Aaron thought for a while, sprinkled salt around the outside of the house, and fell asleep peacefully.

According to spiritual theory, salt is a sacred substance that drives out impurity.

Or... show ghosts and trails of ghosts.

Although the dimensions are different, there is nothing wrong with trying it out.

……

the next day.

The sun is shining.

Aaron got up, put the salt and mud together, and put them away.

After all, table salt is quite expensive, if someone saw this scene, they would probably think they were crazy!

And... you can continue to use it at night!