The military camp is located to the west of the town and has a large area, which can accommodate 500 people. However, now there are only 50 people in the army, and some families are also distributed in the military camp in fragments.

When Romon arrived at the door, he reported to the barracks at the gate of the military camp as agreed with Richard. After waiting for a while, he was led in.

The military camp has its own warehouse with its own protective tower and walls, but now, on the empty space, there are only a dozen soldiers who are not on duty practicing, one of which is the team leader Richard.

"Captain Richard, I'm here." Romon smiled and said hello to him, looking close.

"Well, the soldier informed me, sit down." Richard Ben stopped while practicing swordsmanship alone, his chest was undulating. He took a deep breath and calmed down from the intense exercise. "What do you think you should learn?"

"I want to learn everything, but I don't know which ones are the most important." Romon touched his hair, spread his hands, and looked like he was following the advice of an expert.

"Then let's fight first and let me see your level." Richard nodded lightly, and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, your dagger is still in the blacksmith shop, and you should be able to get it for you tomorrow. I'll get you a wooden sword, and then start."

"Well, you can't use real swords to train." Romon agreed casually, clenched his fists, looking a little excited.

Richard turned around and took two wooden swords for training and handed Romon one: "Also, these are your 25 silver coins, and there is your adventure certificate in it!"

He threw another jingling cloth pocket and looked at Romon.

Romon took the wooden sword and the purse, and weighed the purse casually, but couldn't feel how many inside it. He was about to open it and check it out, but suddenly felt his neck be stared at. When he looked up, Richard held the wooden sword in his hand and raised it straight to his throat. He was so stunned that he couldn't speak.

"You have lost!" Richard was not embarrassed at all, and looked as normal.

"You..." Romon was very angry, his face turned red, and his words were spit out of his mouth, "But there hasn't been a shout yet!"

"No, it's already started," Richard shook out a beautiful sword flower with his backhand, put away his sword, stood on the sword, and said lightly, "I just said, I'll get you a wooden sword, and then we'll start. And you nodded, showing your agreement."

Romon was speechless and was angry at the other party's sophistry for a moment. "What did this mean to teach me?"

"First lesson, use your brain well when fighting." Richard said, "You can only rely on your body to eat. Majesty is majestic, but..." With a snap, the two wooden swords hit each other. Richard blocked the backhand and tricked Romon's offensive outwards, and immediately lie down.

Romon fell to the ground face down, and the bag of silver coins in his arms suddenly made him feel uncomfortable in his chest, and he looked uncomfortable, almost spitting out the mushroom soup he had drunk in the morning.

Richard smiled and stared at Romon on the ground and asked, "Why did he attack just now?"

Romon bounced back and took a few steps away, then he got up, covered his heart with one hand and pointed at the other with a sword. His face was a little bad, but he still looked cautious, staring at Richard. He confirmed that the other party had no intention of attacking, and then said, "I didn't say stop, that is, I'm still in battle and in battle, so why is it a sneak attack?"

"Well, it's not bad, my mind is pretty flexible." Richard smiled faintly: "I'm not thinking enough."

Richard then quickly moved forward and launched another attack. The attack was quick and sharp. In just a few seconds, a light bang, and the wooden sword hit Romon's arm holding the sword.

Romon felt his arms numb and his arms were soft and he couldn't use any strength.

But Romon endured the pain in his right hand, clenched his teeth tightly, and immediately stretched out his left hand to catch the fallen wooden sword, but with another snap, Richard beaten the left hand softly.

With a snap, the wooden sword fell to the ground of the training ground.

"Stop it for now." Richard smiled.

"Okay!" Romon's chest was fluctuating, and he looked out of breath, and a bitter smile appeared on his face. Then he took a long breath to calm down the depression in his heart. He shook his head helplessly, and nodded again. "Okay, just pause."

"Haha, then sit down and chat." Richard smiled faintly, "Well, do you want to hear what I say about you."

"Okay, just listen." Romon sat on the ground, his hands hanging weakly.

"You have an average physique, both physical strength and explosive power are not good, and the coordination of your body's movements is worth training." Richard smiled and said, "Apart from this, the only thing worthy of praise is that your brain is still flexible."

Few soldiers here have the intelligence to this level, which means that they can only get into a second-rate undergraduate university on earth.

"In a short period of time, it is difficult to train physically, so you can only do your best." Richard sighed, helpless: "For you, movement coordination is a direction worth working on. But if you talk about what can be achieved quickly, it should be a fighting idea."

Romon listened silently, and his arms gradually recovered.

"But you are already smart, and this doesn't mean to teach you." Richard continued, as if he recalled the past years and seemed a little lonely. "I also walked in the field of life and death for a few times, and saw some separation from life and death, so I naturally took it lightly."

Romon waited silently.

"Come on, stand up. Your arms should be able to move, too." Richard recalled the past and then said, "You have missed a lot of mistakes in your sword. I'll correct it for you."

"But before that, tell me your thoughts first." Richard said lightly.

"Well, what I want to say. When attacking, I will first determine the distance between me and the target, and then calculate my current attack range..." Romon thought about the words, straightening out the ideas he could think of so that he should not seem too messy.

"Well, you are really good, then tell me how to determine the attack range." Richard showed a curious look on his face.

Romon held the sword in one hand and raised the wooden sword flat. The wooden sword flat was already very heavy for his soft arms, so that the sword body trembled slightly. "If you don't consider your steps, just look at your upper body, my maximum attack range lies in the overlapping of the length of the entire arm and the length of the sword." Then he crossed his sword across his chest: "The range of attacks that can be selected naturally lies in this circle."

"Yeah, it's not bad. Today I will correct your sword's stand for you." Richard smiled, not saying anything about it, and then said, "Let me tell you about the movement of the steps."

Richard said it for a long time and said it very carefully. He just used the sword and went to the depth of the force of every part of the sword from the tip to the blade. It was not until another guard came to inform him that it was almost time to be on duty, and then he left, leaving Romon for him to practice by himself, and told him to come again tomorrow.

Romon practiced hard and sweated in the school grounds. During this period, he ate a simple lunch delivered by the guards. He trained until 2 pm before leaving the barracks.

After leaving the barracks, Romon spent 10 silver coins and bought some food. Although there were still plastic bags of food in the space, it was too precious. Romon couldn't bear to eat it. He made up his mind that he would not eat this type of food unless he had no choice. As for renewable peaches, it didn't matter.

I bought some spirits, which were used for disinfection, not for drinking, but also some clean gauze and some herbs that can stop bleeding. Then I calculated the money now, and there was not much money anymore.

I returned to my room, ordered some money, and took out my adventure certificate to take a look.

This adventure certificate is just a temporary adventure certificate, but it also has a magic mark. Although it is a very simple magic mark, it also ensures that most people cannot fake it. Moreover, here, every time a task is completed, information can be recorded in the mercenary union. Although the information in the magic mark is very simple, it can also prove experience and qualifications.

Romon was very happy. This was the first time he had really seen magical items in this world!

After looking over and over, I put it in my own space.

During this week, Romon often went to receive Richard's teachings. In fact, two days later, Romon basically mastered the basic footwork and basic swordsmanship. By the way, the truly effective martial arts start with simple movements such as chopping, slashing, and grids.

After teaching Romon, Richard refused to teach him too much, saying that he would wait until he was well trained.

Since he is lonely in this world and only has strength to rely on, Romon is still very diligent in practicing this basic skill, and does not think that low-level martial arts are useless

Before we knew it, time passed.

This time, a translucent data frame was summoned, which was floating in his field of vision with a faint sense of light, and a large amount of data emerged in front of Qian Ming's eyes.

Name: Romon (Qian Pinji)

Race of life: human

Career: Space First Author Master, Level 1 Druid

Attributes: Strength 10(10), sensitivity 15(10), physique 10(10), intelligence 13(10), perception 15(10), charm 15(10)

Skill List Name:

Permanent curing-detection of spiritual light

Basic step method level 1

Basic swordsman level 1

Although the training this week was short, there were two basic skills on the skill bar, which greatly differentiated Romon's mental outlook. Originally, Romon had the vitality of a young man himself and the natural and harmonious taste generated by the druid practice of being close to nature. Now, a little training adds a sense of calmness.

Even the practice of starting from physical training will not only transform the human body, but also transform the mind and will.

Of course, over the past week, not only has the previous plants been digested, but a "bluegrass" has been added. This is a very practical and marketable herb. It is an indispensable ingredient for therapeutic agents and is also more expensive than other herbs.

At this time, Romon could openly ask Anson for a batch of seeds and sprinkle all the newly emerging acre of land.

October is not the time to plant such seeds, but it doesn’t matter if you are in the space.

Strictly speaking, the growth cycle of bluegrass is usually three months, and it is exactly four periods in the space. The growth in the space is good, there are no insect disasters or diseases. Even if there is no space bonus, it will definitely be of high quality. In this case, if 300 kilograms of hay is produced per acre, 1,500 kilograms can be produced in the fourth period of a year. You must know that the market price is one kilogram and one silver coin!

What a number this is, when Romon thought of this, he was very satisfied with it.

It seems that the happy time in this world is coming
Chapter completed!