The muscles of his arms were still trembling, especially his left arm, which was responsible for holding the shield, often suddenly lost its strength, which almost caused the rice bowl to fall from his hands every time. Soru would chuckle every time he saw this scene, and Carl seemed to turn a blind eye, just holding his own portion of food and eating quickly.

It seems that he has been practicing a little too much, which is a sign that his muscles are about to be injured. He has never experienced special training before, and he does not know what his limit is, and he will not formulate scientific training methods. The pain now is the price he must pay, so Zhao Mai was not discouraged. He put the bowl on the table, lowered his head and sucked directly with his mouth.

This posture is a bit indecent, but it is very practical. After eating for a while, he found that his trouser legs were being pulled. He looked down and saw that it was indeed a good thing for the little mao dog. It pulled his pants with its white teeth, and opened its big eyes and made a whimpering sound. Zhao Mai thought about it, and probably could not feed the meat directly, so he held a little rice porridge in his hand for it to drink.

The little tongue licked the palms itchy, and the puppy quickly finished drinking the porridge. Zhao Mai was about to serve it with some more, but Ranger Carl threw a piece of fat meat over. Seeing this, the puppy ran two steps excitedly, picked up the slices of meat, and returned to Zhao Mai's feet proudly, and ate without stopping.

"This dog will be yours in the future." Carl said to Zhao Mai: "Take care for it, it will also take care of you."

It took two seconds before Zhao Mai understood the meaning of this sentence. He had long wanted to adopt the puppy, but he was not sure how to speak. A bright smile bloomed. He touched the dog's head and asked, "What's the name of the dog?"

"Jelly".

This name obviously cannot satisfy Zhao Mai. The big dog is called dog meat and the little dog is called jerky? Although it is easy to feed a name with a cheap name, this name is too easy to be confused and it is not convenient to shout it every day.

Ranger Carl gave his own animals a strange name, and Zhao Mai slowly understood the meaning of all the words. The white goose guarding the door is called sausage, the squirrel who can deliver letters is called biscuits, and the rabbit that is kicked over by pythons all day is called potatoes... Zhao Mai was not sure whether this was Carl's quirk or Ranger's tradition, so after thinking for a while, he decided to change the name of the puppy, called "Aliang".

"Aliang, Aliang." Zhao Mai called out this name while scratching the puppy's chin. It looked very happy, sticking out its tongue and looking at Zhao Mai with a flattering look, and waving from time to time.

"From now on your nickname, your nickname will be Aliang, which is the grain for reserved food."

No one in this world understands Chinese, so the puppy does not know the meaning of its name. It just immerses in inexplicable happiness and remembers that it is called Aliang, who reserves grain.

After a lot of effort after dinner, Zhao Mai began to find a way to solve the problem of soreness and weakness in his arms. He kept kneading his muscles and relaxing them as much as possible. The techniques he used came from his imagination and poor imitation, which was far from the skills of a real physiotherapist. Fortunately, he was finally better than nothing. Before falling asleep, his arms were in a much better condition.

The reserved grain was still squeezed to sleep next to Zhao Mai's shoulders. Sometimes the hair would rub against Zhao Mai's ears, but he never woke up. When fatigue came, Zhao Mai slept like a dead pig, completely unaware of the situation around him.

He didn't know why the puppy liked his shoulders, nor did he know the strangeness of his shoulders when he fell asleep. The old angel man who took him to the fantasy world once patted Zhao Mai's shoulders a few times, saying that it was the fare left for him. Whenever Zhao Mai entered rest due to fatigue or injury, a pure and holy positive energy flowed out of the invisible palm print, secretly treating him.

This hidden energy was not noticed, whether it was Carl, dog meat or worms. Only the reserved food could vaguely smell something, so it seized the best position. When the positive energy was running, he would stick out his tongue to lick it, and then show a satisfied expression, as if he had only stolen the honey bear.

A taxi that travels through time and space is not as simple as Zhao Mai thought. It uses fate coins as fuel and tolls, but the fares are calculated separately. After all, the driver cannot be allowed to travel empty every time. Different worlds have different dangers, and these dangers are borne by the driver, so passengers need to pay part of their abilities as fares. This is the rule of the God of Space, and no one can violate it.

Most of the existences that can independently obtain gold coins with fate are darlings of fate. Their abilities are strange, but it is undeniable that many of them are unique and irreplicable. In the era of magic ships a long time ago, the ability to pay for ship tickets would be permanently lost, resulting in many powerful people killing after completing their trips to avoid their abilities being studied, learned and leaked to their enemies. This situation once led to plane crossing into a high-risk business until the sudden emergence of the Ring Alliance.

This organization uses the power characteristics of the God of Knowledge, God of Magic and God of Prophecy to transfer the original permanent power into temporary. As compensation, when this power is still in the driver, he has a certain chance to understand this power. The learned power will be different from the original power. After all, the original user and the current user are different individuals. In the past, they used it directly, but now they have the opportunity to learn, which has their own advantages and disadvantages for drivers.

At the same time, every time a time travel event occurs, the Alliance of the Ring will also receive some ability, which can use this ability to locate the identity and location of the time traveler. If you encounter a passenger's silence, the Alliance of the Ring will retaliate.

This is not a simple revenge, but an erase of all the cause and effect of the passengers and let it "never" appear in this world. Then the Ring Alliance takes out a part of these erased cause and effect to reshape the killed drivers, and the rest serves as the survival power of the alliance. This is what veteran drivers value most.

Traveling through various planes, the magic ships of the crystal wall have successively joined this organization, and then the organization formed an "official" fleet, gradually monopolizing the crossing market. Some senior managers of the Ring Alliance believed that the excessive monopoly of the magic ship would lead to the decay of the Ring Alliance and would eventually bury the alliance into the graveyard. Therefore, they supported a limited number of "part-time drivers" to stimulate the competitive spirit of the magic fleet.

These part-time drivers - such as Zhao Mai - do not enjoy the reshaping causal service of the Ring Alliance, but on the surface they seem to be no different from the magic fleet's abilities, so they are still under the protection of deterrence. This is kept confidential for part-time drivers so that they will not join the magic fleet when they turn around. The Ring Alliance gives part-time drivers greater flexibility and hopes that they will grow up slowly and operate independently after tasting the sweetness, and eventually become loose but powerful competitors.

The power left by the old angel is pure positive energy, a huge but domineering vitality. This power can be used to heal wounds and promote growth, but it can also cause the effect of "pulling seedlings to grow". Since time travel, Zhao Mai has always been mentally nervous and physically fatigued. However, the positive energy is slowly released and has been comforting and treatment. For a good body, it may be used to encourage growth, but for the injured body, it is all beneficial.

The process of physical exercise is actually to cause small wounds that the body can withstand, and then quickly treat them to supplement nutrition while maintaining a sense of threat. Zhao Mai does not understand scientific methods, and his exercise is actually too much, but even more excessive is the positive energy left by the angel.

The next morning, he recovered from full blood...
Chapter completed!