Southern County, Windmill Village.

The sun was just rising, and the earth was full of busy farmers in the wheat fields outside the village.

Wielding a hoe, sixteen-year-old Marlon has a resolute face and is following his mother, Rayla, to eliminate the weeds in the field. Little Sister Salad is putting the hay together.

"Marlon" is John.

He was the same age as Marlon, the son of old John the blacksmith. Since childhood, he has grown taller than others and has more strength.

"So you're here, I've been looking for you for a long time"

"What's wrong"? Put down your hoe and straighten up. Looking at John, who was panting, Malone asked.

"Didn't you say that you would join the militia together, and this year's registration has begun."

"Someone from town?" Malone asked

"Here it is, Sheriff Wolf."

"Mother, then I'll go first" Marlon finished speaking, turned around and started to leave, gradually accelerating, and ran up in less than two steps.

I couldn't help but shout in my heart, "It's finally here"

"Go ahead, be careful yourself. Stay safe! Behind him, there was a mother's concern.

"Come on, brother" little sister salad cheers.

Malone waved his hand "Got it." Already running away from John.

A fence was erected outside the village. Only half a person tall, it was originally used to protect against wild beasts, and the four sides opened their mouths, so they could pass people.

The two entered the village from the southern entrance and went straight to the center. It didn't take long to arrive at the open space in front of the village chief's house, and everything in the village was notified here.

There was a circle of people standing in the middle, and there was nothing in between. The village chief and militia captain Teemo stood there, accompanied by Wolfe, the sheriff from the town, who looked like a bear.

The sun hung high in the sky, and the shadows under everyone's feet became shorter and shorter.

'Man Bear' Wolf took a step forward, stood in the center of the venue and said loudly: "Registration starts now, and those who want to participate come and register for the roster." ”

Someone carried a table and set it out, and the parchment and quills were as bad.

Militia Captain Timolangsheng said, "Everyone line up all the way, don't mess around, come one by one."

The people below lined up according to the words, and the village chief at the table at the front of the line sat on a stool to register one by one.

Malone and John marched forward with the line in the middle of the group

"Hi Marlon!" Someone behind him was greeting.

Malone turned around and said, "Well, Harvey! What's wrong"?

"What's going on this year, making such a big scene, there weren't so many people in previous years, right?"

"Don't you know?"

"I see everybody's coming. What's going on? Let's talk about it. ”

"It is said that the people who participated in the training this year take care of the food and do not need to eat their own food, so naturally there are more people coming."

"No wonder, even Ralph's coward is here!"

"Even if you can learn some skills outside of farming, you can also take care of food, everyone is willing to come"!

"Next," the village chief began

It's already John.

"We'll be talking for a while." Malone looked back ahead.

"Name"

"John"

"You're sixteen, aren't you?" The village chief looked up and asked.

John touched the top of his head, "Village Chief, you have a good memory."

"," he scolded, telling him to walk away.

"Marlon, huh?"

"It's me, village chief".

"Well, he's a good guy, he never causes trouble, and he's much better than some fools." After speaking, he glanced at John next to him. "Alright, let's go back, come over tomorrow morning. If you don't come, you will be treated as a deserter. ”

"Got it, village chief."

……

"You're back in the field?" John asked

"No, go home and eat first, there will be something to do in a while."

"Do you want to help?" John asked.

Turned around and waved his hand, "No need, a little thing, it can be done" and hurried home.

"Then you can tell me something," John shouted in the distance.

When I got home, I heard "Bang" before I even entered the door...... "Boom"...... The sound of chopping wood.

"Grandpa" Malone entered the door, and sure enough, he saw his grandfather Martin Sr. holding a logging axe in his hand, chopping dry wood into firewood.

"Marlon"!

"It's back, how about it, my grandson must have passed, hasn't he?" Dropping the axe, Martin asked.

"There is no test you said this year, just sign up and participate in the training tomorrow."

"Is that so?" Grandpa whispered, "Then be careful, I guess something will happen." ”

"Knowing grandpa, I'll go back to the room first." Malone passed the main room, turned into his room, and couldn't wait to close the door, his heart moving.

A half-transparent panel appears in front of your eyes.

Name: "Malone"

Profession: "Farmer" - transferable

Level: 5 (full)

Attributes—

Physique: "12" (describes a person's strength, speed, stamina, recovery, etc.)

Dexterity: "11" (physical flexibility, god-level reflex speed, etc.)

Intelligence: "19" (a person's memory, speed of thinking, etc.) ）

Free attribute points: 0

(25 years old adults average 10)

Skill: Construction (from Warcraft Farmer "Give me blueprints and enough materials, I can build a city")

I looked at the panel, it was very concise, and there was an "transferable" icon behind the profession, and there were no other changes.

Just when he was registering, Malone felt a change in the panel, so he hurried back. Sure enough, there is an option to change jobs, and after traveling to this world for sixteen years, he knows the panel in detail.

It hasn't changed since the farmer's level has been raised, and Marlon has always had a guess in his heart, and today it has finally been implemented. I breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but look forward to it.

Focus on the button and press it gently.

Suddenly, the panel changed.

Name: "Malone"

Occupation: "Militia"

Level: 1

Attribute:-

Physique: "12" (describes a person's strength, speed, stamina, recovery, etc.)

Dexterity: "11" (physical flexibility, god-level reflex speed, etc.)

Intelligence: "19" (a person's memory, speed of thinking, etc.) ）

Free Attribute Points: 1

(25 years old adults average 10)

Skill: Construction (from Warcraft Farmer "Give me blueprints and enough materials, I can build a city")

In addition to the change of class from peasant to militia level 1, a little free attribute point has been added, and there are several alternative skills to choose from.

I carefully selected it, and I took a fancy to the "Basic Swordsmanship" (Legendary) "Although it is called swordsmanship, it has been improved by many samurai to become a set of hand-to-hand combat methods that include "knives, swords, sticks, staffs, axes, daggers, fists and kicks, and other skills".

Adding attribute points to agility, there is no feeling of being reborn, and there is a tingle all over the body.

I had expected this Ma Long.

clicked on "Basic Swordsmanship" and suddenly his brain soared, and various skill moves filled his brain.

In the middle of the day, the torrent subsided. I already have a lot of knowledge in my head.

Looking at the panel again, there are changes again.

Name: "Malone"

Occupation: "Militia"

Level: 1

Attribute:-

Physique: "12" (describes a person's strength, speed, stamina, recovery, etc.)

Dexterity: "12" (body dexterity, god-level reflex speed, etc.)

Intelligence: "19" (a person's memory, speed of thinking, etc.) ）

Free attribute points: 0

(25 years old adults average 10)

Skill:

1 Construction (from Warcraft Farmer "Give me drawings and enough materials and I can build a castle")

2Basic Swordsmanship "0/100 (Legend - Samurai)" Although it is called swordsmanship, it has been improved by many samurai to become a set of "hand-to-hand combat methods that include skills such as knives, swords, sticks, staffs, axes, daggers, fists and feet".