After entering the wilderness, although there is a fixed business road, it cannot be compared with the roads within Leicester.

Because of the uneven roads, even Ender, a carriage that was leading the era of shock absorption technology, became shaky.

Ander lay on the bed, and his back was raised by Emilya with a few pillows to make him feel more comfortable.

Two days have passed.

Knight Guerrill and Sir Rodney both visited Ender, but they had no better way to deal with Ender's injury. In addition to telling Ender to have a good rest and recover as soon as possible, they just sent some fruit supplements.

This kind of thing is the same in any world. In fact, Sir Rodney also has a magical equipment that can release healing techniques, but this healing technique itself is an emergency spell, which emphasizes the stimulation of life potential and burning the human body's energy reserves to accelerate the recovery of body tissues.

In order to induce the "God's will" as much as possible to calculate and control the complex rippling energy operation that day, Ander's energy reserves were burned to the point where the human body could spontaneously ignite, and he did not dare to use this spell that would make things worse.

So in the past two days, Ende can only rely on various supplements and foods to absorb nutrients and slowly recover his body.

However, Ende, who has surpassed ordinary people since the essence of cells, is different from ordinary people.

His efficiency in absorbing food is far greater than that of ordinary people - that is to say, the average person absorbs 30 to 40% of the nutrients in food, and Ende can absorb 80 to 90.

And the efficiency of these nutrients is far beyond the limit of ordinary people.

So after just two days, the cracks on the surface of his body had basically healed, and large pieces of dead skin began to fall off, and the new skin was like jade soaked in water, and a baby-like smell was emitted.

Because the dead skin began to fall off, the white cloth wrapped around his body had been removed because of cracks in his skin. The skin exposed by Ande outside was dark and white, which was really ugly and could only hide in the carriage.

In the past two days, even the disciples had to sit around Ander's carriage in the middle of the night. If they hadn't had a space alone in the camp, others would have looked very strange.

At this time, Ande was leisurely gnawing on a fruit - it was quite luxurious to be able to eat fruit in this early spring.

Ander bit his bite and chewed a small piece of ice crystal fruit in his mouth (ice crystal wood will bear fruit in winter, it is considered a specialty of the North and can be sold at a high price), while still saying vaguely:

"No, right, I'm asking you to take a steady knife, not to let you take a light knife. Don't be so stiff with your fingers and wrists - no, power control is not with your eyes, but with your hands and feel. Oh my God, the flesh of the ice crystal fruit is just a little bit, and you cut off at least two-thirds of it."

Unlike on Earth, which has undergone countless generations of screening and directed cultivation, natural fruits generally have very little flesh, thick skin and large cores.

After all, ice crystal wood fruits are for breeding offspring and are not specially for people to eat.

Therefore, peeling ice crystal fruits is actually a technical job. If you use lighter force, you cannot cut the hard skin of the ice crystal fruit; if you use heavy force, you will naturally peel off not much of the flesh. Although you can peel the flesh off the skin, it is naturally a failure in terms of the skill of peeling fruits.

"I am a Berserker, how could I use my power so carefully?" Amilia felt aggrieved.

"You berserker are different from other berserkers. You not only rely on blood as the energy carrier, but also the energy carrier of qi is also your energy carrier. You can't be as stupid as other berserkers."

Ende said disapprovingly.

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Amilia is not an orthodox berserker. Amilia, who has advanced using tide waves, can be said to be a dual cultivation of Qi and blood.

She does not have to rely entirely on the Berserker secret technique to strengthen the blood vessel structure to constrain energy and blood, but can use the method of qi and blood to strengthen the energy carried in the blood and 'qi' at the same time.

To be honest, if Ende's spiritual will and his own life energy were not fully matched, he would have wanted to try this path.

You should know that from the advancement of Emilya, Ender discovered that professionals in this world have other achievements in the operation of energy.

They should use energy they can control (the part of the energy that is introduced into the body and participate in the body's circulation), mixing external energy, becoming the capital for professionals to display various powers.

There must be a mixed ratio problem in the middle.

The higher the proportion of controllable energy, the purer the power will be and the easier it will be to control it; the higher the proportion of mixed external energy, the wider the strength will be, and of course the details of energy control should be weaker.

However, Ende himself was not sure whether this was the case. After all, there should be a big gap between junior professionals and advanced professionals, and his own situation cannot be compared.

If we talk about purity alone, Ende is probably the level of the most pure power in the world - nothing else. His spiritual will has long been integrated with his own life energy, and he does not accept any external energy at all, and is naturally extremely pure.

On the path of professionals, Ende himself has no hope.

However, Amilia, a half-beats warrior and half-qi and blood practitioner, seems to have some hope that she can have both strengths.

"Who is stupid! Eat yours, you can't block your mouth."

Amilia said dissatisfiedly, but she didn't stop in her hands. She carefully cut off the ice crystal pulp, cut it into small squares, placed it in the fruit plate, and then cut another ice crystal fruit - an ice crystal fruit actually didn't have much flesh.

"Of course, if you want to block my mouth, you have to use your mouth to block it - that's fair." Ende said very seriously.

Amilia hesitated for a moment and looked back. The carriage opened the door from the side, and the driver was unable to see what was happening inside.

"—I'm afraid of you, Mr. Ander." Amilia said helplessly, but she picked up a piece of ice crystal pulp in her hand and bit it on her mouth, revealing half of the pulp between her lips and teeth, gently putting her face over.

"Ahhhh--"

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Another day.

The convoy began to gradually penetrate the wasteland.

Sir Rodney rode an old horse and came to Ander's carriage staggeringly. He watched Ander's face appear at the carriage window, and greeted him with a smile.

"Sir Ander, are you in good health?"

"It's still a little bit short, I guess it'll be better in two days." Andy smiled and said hello.

Most of the fruits, supplements and some medicinal materials he eats now are sent by Sir Rodney. If you don’t hit the smiley person, Ender will have to be polite.

"Ha, it's great that your health can recover. It scared me and Knight Guerrill a few days ago."

Sir Rodney has actually visited Ender every day these days, but sometimes Ender is resting and sleeping. He just came to look around, said hello to Emilya and left.

On that day, Ande's whole body was cracked and his skin was charred, as if he had been burned by fire. Anyone who saw it at first glance thought it was a charred corpse.

If Ender hadn't still been able to walk freely, have a stable breath and speak clearly, Sir Rodney would have wanted to prepare his funeral for him at that time.

Even so, a strange human figure with a scattered skin on his body, except for the face (End's brain needs to run at a high speed, so he must protect his head) is scary enough to say in front of him, "You need to take a few days to take a rest and recover."

"I apologize to Knight Guerrill for me. I can't take action in the past two or three days." Ander said leaning against the carriage window.

As a master of the town, Ander was unable to take action, and the impact on the safety of the entire fleet was self-evident.

"It's okay, nothing will happen until you pass the city of Gra." Sir Rodney felt relieved when he saw Ender was in good spirits.

"By the way, what are you doing there?" Ander's gaze passed over Sir Rodney and looked at the roadside more than thirty meters away.

Several caravans were kicking bags from a cargo carriage bag one by one. And beside the carriage, there were many goblins and creatures with strange looks, slightly hunchbacked, like upright wolf dogs, nodding and bowing on the side of the carriage for a while, and then carrying the bags and walking into the wilderness.

To be honest, Ender came to this fantasy world and had hardly seen any creatures that were supposed to be in the fantasy world except for some normal beasts and goblins.

Even the goblins and Ander had never seen many living people. They saw soldiers or adventurers who killed some goblins' bodies and were hung on tree trunks on the edge of the territory as warning signs.

"What's going on? Is that a werewolf?" Ander was a little curious.

"That's a werewolf, not a werewolf. Werewolf is much taller." Sir Rodney looked back and turned his head indifferently to explain.

Werewolf and werewolf are two completely different creatures. In this wasteland, the status of the werewolf is not much higher than that of the goblin in the food chain, while the werewolf is a real monster. As long as it is an adult body, it can fight one-on-one against powerful monsters like professionals.

"But what happened to those things?" Ender didn't think these monsters could threaten the convoy.

"Oh, that's some wheat valleys, it's the money for them to buy the way."

"Buy money?"

Ende was a little confused.

"Yes, this trade route is very important to Leicester. It requires someone to maintain the road surface. We cannot send people here to guard the road. We can only let these little monsters do these things."

Seeing that Ender was a little confused about the idea of ​​buying money, Sir Rodney had to continue to explain: "In exchange, the caravan would leave them some food every time they passed by."

Ande nodded thoughtfully, it turned out that this was the way to buy money.

This can be said to be very logical - even if these little monsters do not have the ability to rob the convoy, they can dig a few holes on the road and destroy the road surface.

For the caravan, paying some food that is not valuable is a good deal to exchange for smooth roads in the wild.

"Hahaha, Sir Ander, don't you think we are paying tolls to them, do you? There is no force on this wasteland that dares to attack our convoy-"

Sir Rodney is so old that he can be said to be a mature person. He looked at the subtle changes on Ender's face and immediately realized what Ender was thinking and couldn't help laughing.

The next moment, Ander's face changed slightly. His five fingers that were on the carriage window were retracted. With a "gaba", he buckled a piece of wooden block from the window, and then bounced his two fingers. The wooden block brought a sharp roar and flew past Sir Rodney's ear.

Rodney's sideburns were rolled up by the wooden blocks and a few strands of white hair were rolled up.

"Bang--", the wood blocks turned into wood chips and dissipated with the wind. A long, pure black arrow turned and fell down, inserted into the ground, and penetrated half a foot of the soil.

"It seems that someone dares to attack our convoy." Ender murmured.

He looked into the distance, but could not see where the shooter was shooting the arrow.

This black arrow was shot from at least two hundred meters away.

Even Ende is beyond the reach of this distance - not to mention how to maintain the accuracy of the arrow two hundred meters away, Ende can't do it just by shooting an arrow two hundred meters away.

Or, it was the bow in Ander's hand that could not be done.

What's more, this black arrow broke through the air silently, and even Ende could only discover it within thirty meters of this arrow.

Just when Sir Rodney was still in shock, before he could thank Ender for his life-saving grace, he heard someone shouting in the distance from the convoy: "Defense, there are assassins!"

A moment later, two knight entourages rushed out of the convoy with more than a dozen cavalrymen and rushed towards the distance.

After a moment, a young man rode his horse and said with a sad look on his face: "Sir Rodney, my lord is assassinated, please go there quickly."

This young man is the youngest knight entourage Bank next to Knight Guerrill.

"This, Lord Ender—?"
To be continued...