Extraordinary Sailing

The sun rises early in the morning.

The golden sun broke through the fog on the seashore, and countless seabirds fluttered their wings to chase the snow-white waves.

The teenager was shirtless and wearing a pair of shorts standing in the waves. The skin on the body is slightly bronzed, the arms are broad and powerful, and the muscles are smooth and full of beauty. Although there was still a trace of immaturity on his face, his body was not inferior to any well-trained elite fighter in the City Guards.

Aiwen held an iron sword for training in both hands, looked straight at the tip of the sword with his eyes, and breathed slightly through his mouth and nose, fitting a certain peculiar rhythm, and his breath seemed to resonate with the bones and muscles of his body.

Although he just stood motionless, as the waves kept beating on Ivan's body, his whole body seemed to be doing strenuous exercise all the time.

And it's not the kind of sports like running, long jump, weightlifting, etc. that ordinary people can only take into account in one aspect, but a comprehensive exercise in which every inch of skin, every muscle, and every cell is involved in from the inside to the outside.

It didn't take long, and the blood flow in his whole body accelerated, and then his skin became hot and red. Even in the cool sea water, white hot air curled up from his body.

As time went by, until the white heat almost formed a condensed white mist, Aiwen slowly relieved, put down the iron sword in his hand, and returned to the beach to move slowly to soothe his body.

Wait for the body to fully recover.

Ai Wen took out a bottle of a somewhat weird dark green potion from his backpack, and drank it without changing his expression. Then on the beach, one move at a time, practice basic swordsmanship, stabbing, chopping, cutting and teasing.

The moves are all ordinary swordsmanship moves, but in Ai Wen's hands, there is a unique charm of returning to the original and returning to the original.

Two years have passed since the awakening memory.

Ai Wen has also grown into a handsome fifteen-year-old boy, tall and fit, his skin is slightly darkened due to long-term sun exposure, but he is the favorite masculine type for girls living by the sea.

What gave him a slight headache was that the girls who used to tease him not only did not stop as he expected, but intensified in the past two years, so that he could only go to this kind of people in his usual practice. on a remote beach.

"Oh, being too popular is also an annoyance!"

It's just that this trouble of happiness does not belong to the category of Ivan's concern now, because

"Display body data."

Name: Alvin Garriott

Attribute: Constitution 0.9 (1)

Power 0.86 (1)

Agility 0.93 (1)

Intelligence 0.9 (1)

Skills: White Sail Swordsmanship (proficient, including matching breathing method, swordsmanship, and potions) Archery (proficient) Grammar (proficient) Navigation knowledge (introductory) Pharmacy (introductory)

Fifteen-year-old Aiwen has reached the peak of the apprentice knight after two years of systematic and assiduous practice, although none of the values ​​can reach the theoretical limit of 1 point.

But that is only a theoretical limit after all, Aiwen's current physical fitness has actually not lost to the vast majority of peak apprentice knights.

As long as he can get another bottle of Black Sea potion that assists in breaking through, and complete the extraordinary transformation of his body into brutality, he can become an official knight and completely enter the ranks of extraordinary people.

Apart from the fact that his physical fitness has reached the peak of his apprenticeship, what has changed the most in the past two years is his housekeeping skill "Baifan Swordsmanship".

In just two years, he completed the transformation from entry-level to proficient level, walking a road that others may not be able to complete in a lifetime.

The difference in combat power between the two is like the difference between a well-trained warrior and an ordinary farmer, and the biggest sign is that it has reached the threshold of using the "esoteric art" of swordsmanship, initially possessing a trace of extraordinary characteristics.

However, the reason for this is not because Aiwen, after awakening his memory, suddenly realized his talent.

Instead, through the real-time monitoring of the data vision, the effect of every effort and every move can be given instant feedback, so that Aiwen can make adjustments at any time and always walk on the right path.

Make simple and repetitive exercises more effective.

This kind of practice state that knights dream of is more effective than having a master-level swordsmanship teacher to guide them at any time.

It can be said that Aiwen, who is in a state of wild stocking and lacks resources and guidance, can achieve the current results at this age, thanks to the data-based vision!

The only thing that makes Aiwen a little dissatisfied is that the Black Sea potion that he spent a lot of effort to obtain has gradually become ineffective for him.

"Now it can only be drunk as a sports drink."

The Black Sea potion that Aiwen took belongs to the secondary version of the Black Sea potion. It is a simplified version of the simplified version that is completely replaced by ordinary materials. With the rapid improvement of Aiwen's physical fitness, it almost completely lost its effect on him.

Even if Aiwen is still taking it all the time, he just wants to squeeze out the last trace of the value of this potion, otherwise he is really sorry for his narrow escape from death two years ago.

It's just that this iron cock subconsciously ignored it. It was the black pearl of great value, not the raw material of the medicine, that saved him from death two years ago.

As for where did the black pearl go?

Ai Wen touched his stomach and said that the taste was okay.

As a pragmatist, Aiwen has no idea of ​​keeping them as family heirlooms. To be cautious, he has sold them to jewelry stores three times.

Most of the golden lions obtained after selling the black pearls have already entered Aiwen's stomach.

Because in the apprenticeship stage of knight training, in addition to swordsmanship training, breathing techniques and the assistance of potions, the prerequisite for a knight to grow rapidly is to eat!

Sufficient nutrition can support a strong body, and the principle of poor culture and rich military is the truth even in another world.

At the end of the unshakable knight training every day, Ivan put on his clothes and returned to the "Baishi Pharmacy".

Except for the slightly mottled doors and windows, this small shop has not changed much from two years ago. Obviously, as the owner of the store, Aiwen didn't put too much thought into this store, just keep it as it is and everything will be fine.

On the contrary, Mr. Sanji, the only employee of Aiwen, seems to have realized something. He studied the knowledge of pharmacy that Aiwen suddenly began to impart to himself two years ago, and studied it very seriously. Today, he is almost able to take charge of it alone.

Because any type of knowledge is precious in this era, and simple arithmetic and literacy need to be learned at a high price, not to mention high-end knowledge such as pharmacy, which is tantamount to giving Sanji a broad road to change his destiny.

Aiwen still remembers that Sanji was so moved that he cried bitterly, almost wanting to sell himself to himself, which is really exaggerated.

"jingle bell, jingle bell"

The doorbell rang.

"Mr. Aiwen, good morning! Graham just sent two wild boar legs, don't forget to take them when you leave. I have already given him the money, a total of eighty copper fuls."

Although he rejected his request to sell himself dumbfoundingly, Sanji's attitude towards himself became more respectful.

"Well, yes, I see." For the past two years, Ivan has been ordering fresh animal meat from Graeme and his hunter friends, and Graeme will come to deliver the goods every three to five, basically watching the store Sangji's collection has become the norm.

"By the way, Sanji, did I ask you to ask the sailors about the nearby Navy Recruitment Office?"

"Well"

Sanji pinched the hem of his clothes with both hands under the counter, hesitant to speak, but only seeing Ivan's firm eyes, he said slowly: "Mr. Ivan, are you really going to join the army? My father has a friend who is a retired sailor, although now The gap in the navy is huge, but the days of drifting at sea are really not as turbulent as we imagined."

Alvin didn't speak.

Sanji didn't dare to look into Aiwen's eyes, but bit the bullet and tried his best to dispel Aiwen's dangerous idea: "There are endless pirates, diseases, bad weather, and even terrible sea monsters in the depths of the ocean. "Navy Death Rate"

As he talked, Sanji's voice became smaller and smaller, and he almost got under the counter. After waiting for a while, seeing that Aiwen had no response, he confirmed that he really had no ability to make Aiwen change his mind.

Then he put a note full of handwriting on the table: "Mr. Ivan, don't tell my mother that I told you, or she will kill me."

Seeing this note, Ivan finally smiled.

"Hahaha, thank you Sanji, but your personality needs to be changed. You won't be liked by girls if you keep being coquettish like this."

Smiling and taking the note in Sanji's hand, Ivan put another note that he had prepared long ago into his hand.

"This is?"

Aiwen blinked at him: "The treasure of Baishi Pharmacy, you have to keep it safe, Sanji!"

Sangji looked at the prescription of "Living Fish Potion" in his hand, and a warm current rose in his heart. It felt so good to be trusted and entrusted with responsibility.

So he shouted to Ivan who had already walked to the door: "Don't worry, Mr. Ivan! Yesterday I was engaged to Miss Sharon from the tailor's family!"

Ai Wen staggered and almost fell, and the heart of the two single dogs seemed to be hit by ten thousand points.