Overgod Ascension

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Wu Ming carefully looked at the silver tal in his hand.

The silver coin itself is shiny, and due to improper storage for a period of time, it has been slightly covered with a layer of black dirt. There are also traces of grinding and shearing on the edges, making it not look very well-proportioned.

In the center of the silver coin, there is a portrait, which is the portrait of the rumored 'Conqueror' Taller. He once unified the entire Fengying Plain, expanded outward, and established a kingdom. He was the purest blue blood.

This was also the largest monetary unit William could own.

As for Jin Delong above, he probably only dared to think about it in his dreams.

"I can be considered as living alone..."

Wu Ming looked around and sighed speechlessly.

Before I knew it, the night was already deep.

A black shadow ran out of William's cabin, dodged the observation tower with great dexterity, and slipped out of the town from the corner.

"It's so troublesome to go hunting, it's really..."

Wu Ming thought helplessly while running in the shadows.

His body is still that of an ordinary person. He needs salt and medicinal materials, and cannot live a life of eating hair and drinking blood.

But it's not that easy to stand out in a small town, even if it's just a little bit out of the ordinary.

The tax officer waving a tax bill will teach you how to be a new person in a matter of minutes.

Even if he is hunting, he can also cleverly create a name to collect a bunch of hunter's tax, slaughter tax and so on. For officials, this is almost instinctive, because most of the income will fall into his own pocket.

As for the law?

Feel sorry! The entire barony, except for the self-cultivated land of the free people, everything else belongs to the baron himself. This is true for the cultivated land, as well as the jungle and game!

What the Baron says is law! And as a tax official, you have the right to interpret the law at will!

How can those common people who don't even know the language have the courage to confront an official?

In the case of class inequality, what if we have the truth?

It's like Rorian. Even if he hunts some prey casually, the sheriff and tax collector will pretend they haven't seen anything, but William just can't do that!

The more ignorant and backward the world is, the more terrifying the restrictions on the lower classes are!

From the perspective of a group of 'adults' in the barony, they simply wished that all the people in the baron could become serfs and livestock that only knew how to work.

"My identity is a bit sensitive now...and I don't have a backstage, so it's better to keep a low profile..."

After walking for more than half an hour, Wu Ming finally arrived at his destination, a dense jungle.

There are usually some small animals here, which is a paradise for hunters in small towns. Of course, it is very dangerous to go deeper and you may encounter wild people and cannibals.

"The path to success for common people in this world is too narrow. You must become a noble! Only then can you have a chance to realize your ambitions!"

Wu Ming's eyes flashed: "Of course... this road is also very difficult. You must first master the strength! The most basic thing is to take good care of this body! This requires eating salt and meat!"

Regardless of the salt used by civilians in this world, Wu Ming could only buy it and purify it himself, just for his own consumption.

As for selling? patent? Making huge profits?

That is really too much to think about. Before becoming a noble and owning his own territory, Wu Ming would not even think about this idea.

If he could get the right opportunity to dedicate this small skill to a noble like a baron, he would already feel that it was quite a bargain.

Gu Gu! Gu Gu!

The jungle is quite quiet at night. The breeze carries the smell of green grass and the calls of unknown birds.

Wu Ming focused all his attention on the five senses. The keen perception brought about by the possession of the true spirit made his ability in this area extremely outstanding, even some excellent scouts and rogues could not compare with it.

He landed softly without making a sound, and most of his figure was hidden in the darkness, as if he was sneaking.

Snapped!

Wu Ming raised his eyebrows, and instantly activated a simple slingshot in his hand. A stone whizzed into the grass, causing a scream.

"Grey-feathered dove?"

He turned over the grass and saw a dove-like bird with gray feathers all over its body and a hint of blue on its back and neck. There was a ring of feathers around it.

"There is something gained..."

Wu Ming looked at the jungle as if looking at an untapped treasure.

Half an hour later, by the stream.

A pile of gray feathers and internal organs were gathered up and carefully buried.

The original turtledoves were washed and peeled, wrapped in a layer of leaves, then coated with mud, and slowly simmered in the fire.

This is a traditional method of begging for chicken. It’s a good way to save yourself when there’s no pot.

After the meat was cooked, Wu Ming opened fire, took out six or seven mud balls, and then broke open the shell. A layer of meaty aroma suddenly overflowed, making people salivate.

"good……"

Although the seasoning is only salt, the taste is still very delicious, smooth but not greasy. With a gentle shake, the bird meat and skeleton will naturally separate, with a peculiar fragrance.

After eating five or six turtle doves in a row, Wu Ming stood up, touched his belly, and let out a long sigh of satisfaction.

"In the past, William was so poor that he rarely ate meat. Although he developed muscles through farming, they were gained by consuming potential and life span. At this time, he should slowly replenish his muscles..."

After eating and drinking, he began to collect specimens of various plants and animals in the jungle.

As a generation of immortals and a master of alchemy, simple medicine preparation is naturally not a problem for him. As long as he is familiar with the medicinal properties of this universe, he can naturally prepare the most basic medicines.

Wu Ming shuddered when he thought of the treatment methods of the doctor who was a part-time scholar in the small town.

The doctor in William's mind only knows four methods of treating diseases: inducing vomiting, diarrhea, bloodletting, and anesthesia with devil's flower...

You can imagine the pitfalls!

Basically, even if other people in the town encounter diseases, they mostly fight it by themselves. Of course, Wu Ming guessed that another reason is that they don't have enough money...

"Start from the beginning, from the most basic level, and understand the rules of this universe..."

"Also, train this body well, and at the same time look for the extraordinary power, which is the clue to the power rules of this universe..."

Wu Ming silently made plans for himself in the future.

Anyway, he has a long lifespan, so this matter is not urgent at all and can be taken care of slowly.

…

Spring passes and autumn comes.

Soon, several months passed.

Large tracts of oats are being harvested outside the town, and the golden ears of wheat are blown by the breeze and spread out like waves, bringing the joy of harvest.

At this time, the only mill in the town starts working day and night, with the town's tax collector watching meticulously.

He is collecting mill tax. According to the territorial law, each territorial citizen uses the mill once, and one-tenth of the wheat flour ground must go into the baron's pocket as tax. This is a huge source of wealth.

The normally silent mill was now bustling with activity.

In William's memory, this place in his leisure time was the best place for all the wild mandarin ducks in the town to have an affair. Countless boys and girls became men and women here.

Of course, Wu Ming would not consider this at all at this time.

After collecting what he had gained, he pulled out the broken iron sword in front of his hut and began to train meticulously.

"Forward stab!"

"Heavy chop!"

"Spin!"

"Block!"

…

He sweated profusely, had a full meal every day, and had a lot of nutrients. He was taller and taller, with strong muscles, and his eyes were bright. He was not the weak and weak one who overstretched his vitality before, but was revealed from his bones. Come out strong.

William, who is so full of masculine charm, naturally attracted a lot of attention.

At least Wu Ming felt that when he walked on the street, he received more 'attention gifts', and Sofia from Aunt Luo Ya's house often came to him for excuses.

"Hi! William!"

Just as Wu Ming was practicing his modified sword skills, two teenagers came over excitedly to say hello and even applauded involuntarily.

"It's amazing...can I touch it?"

A boy with freckles on his face and a gray body swallowed his saliva, looked at the broken sword in Wu Ming's hand, and said excitedly.

"Of course, little Ava, but you have to pay attention, it is very heavy and sharp, and it can hurt someone if you are not careful!"

Wu Ming handed the hilt of the sword to Ava's hand, and the other boy immediately had a look of envy on his face.

"Okay, little Allen, if you like, you can try it too..."

He touched Allen's little head, watched the two people playing excitedly, and then turned around: "Good day, Instructor Rorian!"

His real guest was standing outside the fence, with a look of amazement on his face: "William...your swordsmanship..."

Wu Ming scratched his head: "This is a little routine that I have explored myself. What does the instructor think?"

At this time, he looked like an awkward young man.

"very good……"

Rorian was speechless.

Although the key to Wu Ming's swordsmanship is breathing coordination and groping to exercise the muscles of his whole body, several methods of exerting force are also extremely perfect, which amazed the experienced Luo Lian.

"You are very talented as a warrior!"

He praised: "It just needs a chance! It's coming!"

"I'll buy the instructor a drink!"

Wu Ming smiled slightly, both of them knew what the other person was talking about.

A moment later, at Aunt Luo Ya’s hotel, Wu Ming ordered beer and barbecue, sat opposite Luo Lian, and ate and drank slowly.

Even if the wealth is not revealed, no one will suspect anything if Luo Lian is invited once or twice.

"Feel sorry……"

Rorian spoke first.

"If it's because of what happened last time, then you don't have to be like this... After all, the end of the war is a good thing for us!"

Wu Ming smiled.

What this is talking about is naturally the follow-up to the last war.

Viscount Garcia is a wise and brave nobleman. He has tested the bottom line of the princes of Fengying Plain. Instead of intensifying the war, he wisely chose to be humble.

The war could not be fought, and a large number of prisoners of war were released after receiving ransom. Naturally, Lorian's previous promise that was not a promise fell through.