The sun rises in the morning.

The golden sunlight breaks through the mist on the seaside, and countless seabirds flutter their wings and chase the snow-white waves.

The boy stood shirtless in a pair of shorts in the waves. His skin is slightly tanned, his arms are broad and powerful, and his muscles are smooth and powerful. Although there was still a hint of immaturity on his face, his toned body was no longer inferior to any well-trained elite warrior in the city guard.

Ai Wen held a training iron sword in both hands, his eyes were level with the tip of the sword, and his breath in his mouth and nose was slight, fitting a strange rhythm, and his breath seemed to resonate with the muscles and muscles around him.

Although he was just standing motionless, his whole body seemed to be in vigorous motion as the waves continued to lap against Evan.

And it is not the kind of sports that ordinary people can only take into account one aspect such as running, long jump, weightlifting, etc., but a comprehensive exercise in which every inch of skin, every muscle, and every cell is participating from the inside out.

It didn't take long for his blood to speed up, and then his skin was hot and red, and even in the slightly cool water, there was white heat rising from his body.

As time passed, until the white heat almost formed a condensed white mist, Ai Wen slowly relaxed, put down the iron sword in his hand, and returned to the beach to slowly move and soothe his body.

Wait for the body to recover completely.

Evan took out a bottle of a somewhat strange dark green potion from his backpack and drank it without changing his face. Then he carried out the basic swordsmanship practice on the beach with one move at a time, stabbing, splitting, intercepting, teasing...

The moves are all ordinary swordsmanship moves, but in Aiwen's hands, there is a unique charm that has returned to the basics after thousands of tempering.

It's been two years since I woke up to my memory.

Ai Wen also grew up to be a handsome fifteen-year-old boy, tall and fit, with slightly dark skin due to long sun exposure, but he was the favorite masculine type of girl living by the sea.

It's just that what makes him a little headache is that the girls who used to like to tease him have not stopped as he expected, but have intensified in the past two years, so that he can only run to this kind of remote beach where no one comes to practice.

"Alas, it's also a nuisance to be too popular!"

It's just that this happy troubles don't belong to the category of Aven's concern now, because...

"Show body data. ”

Name: Evan Garlott

Attribute: Constitution 0.9 (1)

Power 0.86 (1)

Dexterity 0.93 (1)

Intelligence 0.9 (1)

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

Fifteen-year-old Evan has reached the peak of apprentice knighthood after two years of systematic and diligent training, although none of the values can reach the theoretical limit of 1 point.

But after all, that's only the limit of theory, and Aivan's current physical fitness is actually not inferior to the vast majority of peak trainee knights.

As long as you can get another bottle of Black Sea potion to assist in the breakthrough, and complete the extraordinary transformation of the flesh into a violent body, you can become a full-fledged knight and completely step into the ranks of the transcendent.

......

In addition to his physical fitness, which has reached the peak of apprenticeship, the biggest change in the past two years is his housekeeping skill "White Sail Swordsmanship".

In just two years, he has completed the transformation from entry-level to proficient-level, and has gone through 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 the threshold for using the "mysteries" of swordsmanship has been reached, and it initially has a trace of extraordinary characteristics.

However, the reason for this is not because of the fact that after awakening his memory, Evan's epiphany talent exploded.

Instead, through the real-time monitoring of the data-based vision, the effect of every force and every move can be fed back instantly, so that Ai Wen can make adjustments at any time and always walk on the right path.

Make simple and repetitive exercises more effective with half the effort.

This state of cultivation that knights dream of is more effective than having a master sword teacher to guide at all times.

It can be said that Ai Wen, who is in a state of wild stocking and lacks resources and guidance, can achieve his current achievements at this age, and his digital vision has made great contributions!

The only thing that made Aven a little dissatisfied was that the Black Sea Elixir that he had spent so much effort to get at the beginning had gradually become ineffective for him.

"Now it's only a sports drink. ”

The Black Sea Potion that Evan was taking was a secondary version of the Black Sea Potion, a simplified version of a simplified version that was completely replaced with ordinary materials, and with the rapid increase in Aven's physical fitness, it almost completely lost its effect on him.

Even if Evan is still taking it, he just wants to squeeze out the last trace of the value of this potion, otherwise he is really sorry for his near-death two years ago.

It's just that this iron rooster subconsciously ignored that it was the black pearl of great value that made him almost alive two years ago, not the raw materials of the potion...

As for where did the Black Pearl go?

Evan touched his stomach, indicating that it tasted okay.

As a pragmatist, Aven had no idea of keeping them as heirlooms, and out of an abundance of caution, he had already sold them to jewelry stores in three installments.

Most of the golden lions he got after selling the black pearls had already entered Aven's stomach.

Because in the knight cultivation in the probationary stage, in addition to the assistance of swordsmanship cultivation, breathing methods and potions, the premise for a knight to grow quickly is to eat!

Sufficient nutrition can support a strong body, and the truth of being poor and rich is true even in the other world.

......

After the daily thunderous knight training, Evan put on his clothes and returned to the "White Rock Apothecary".

Aside from the slightly mottled doors and windows, this small shop has not changed much from two years ago. Obviously, as the owner of the shop, Aven didn't put too much thought into this store, just kept it as it was and everything was fine.

However, Mr. Sanji, the only employee of Aiwen, seemed to realize something, and studied the pharmacy knowledge that Aiwen suddenly began to teach him two years ago, and he was almost able to take charge of it today.

Because any kind of knowledge is precious in this era, simple arithmetic literacy requires a lot of money to learn, not to mention the high-end knowledge of pharmacy, which is equivalent to giving Sanji a broad road to change his fate.

Evan still remembers that Sanji was so moved that he cried bitterly, and almost wanted to sell himself to himself, which was really exaggerated.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell..."

The doorbell rings.

"Good morning, Mr. Aven! Graeme has just sent two wild boar legs, don't forget to take them when you leave. I have given him the money, a total of eighty copper furs. ”

Although he refused his request to sell himself, Sanchi's attitude towards himself became more and more respectful.

"Well, okay, I got it. "For the past two years, Evan has been ordering fresh animal meat from Graeme and his hunter friends, and Graemu will come to deliver it every once in a while, and it has become the norm for Sanji to collect it on behalf of the store.

"By the way, Sanji, I asked you to ask the sailors about the nearby Navy recruiting office?"

"Uh......"

Sanji pinched the corners of his clothes under the counter with both hands and wanted to speak, only when he saw Aiwen's firm eyes, he said: "Mr. Aiwen, are you really going to join the army? My father has a friend who is a retired sailor, although there is a big gap in the navy now, but the days of drifting at sea are really not as magnificent as we imagined." ”

Evan didn't speak.

Sanji didn't dare to look at Aven's eyes, but did his last effort to dispel Aven's dangerous thoughts: "There are endless pirates, diseases, bad weather, and even terrible sea monsters in the depths of the ocean, and the death rate of the navy is ......."

As he spoke, Sanchi's voice became quieter and quieter, and the person almost got under the counter, and after waiting for a while to see that Evan was unresponsive, he confirmed that he really didn't have the ability to make Evan change his mind.

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

Seeing this note, Ai Wen finally smiled.

"Hahaha, thank you Sanji, but your personality has to be changed, and you won't like girls if you keep twisting and pinching like this. ”

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

"What is this?"

Evan winked at him, "The treasure of the White Stone Pharmacy, you have to keep it, Sanji!"

Sanji looked at the prescription of the "live fish potion" in his hand, and a warm current rose in his heart, and it felt good to be trusted and entrusted with responsibility.

So he shouted to Aven, who had already walked to the door, "Don't worry, Mr. Aven! Yesterday I was engaged to Miss Sharon of the tailor!"

Ai Wen almost fell under his feet, and the heart of the single dog in the two lives seemed to have received a 10,000-point critical blow.