No matter how many times he went through it, that pain was enough to break him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But Simon knew that if it weren't for such forcible indoctrination, he would not have been able to quickly accept the knowledge and power of this world.

And yet, what a pain!!

Simon, who was almost collapsing, struggled to distract himself to relieve some of the pain. He thought bitterly, if he crossed again, he should be able to carry the scum hole of the White Mansion.

Sure enough, people with faith are terrible.

In pain again and again...... After the pain, the endless pain, Simon was pleasantly surprised to find that his pain was not as severe as before.

Is it because the pain you can bear has reached the limit, so you are numb? Simon felt it as he tried to read the next book, and the pain was still there, but it was ...... If it felt like someone was splitting his head with an axe, now it should be as painful as slapping a brick on his head.

"What's going on?" Simon's first reaction was not joy, but worried about whether he had learned the knowledge this time. He quickly closed his eyes, silently remembering in his mind what he had just absorbed.

The knowledge he had just learned about magic flowed through his mind in an orderly and orderly manner.

He was even more confused.

"What's going on?" He couldn't help but ask the dragon. "My head doesn't seem to hurt that much."

After saying this, Simon couldn't wait to slap himself in the face - why did he feel so much like M!

The dragon lazily opened its eyes, glanced at him, and then again. When Simon was nervous, he said slowly: "Your mental power seems to have risen. Congratulations. ”

"Mental power?" Hearing this answer, Simon was almost stupid.

The mental power in the game is set to affect the mana recovery ability of the legal system, but this thing is almost only piled up by the nurse, as a warlock with DPS output, Simon said...... What is mental power? He has always only known how to prioritize stacking and critical hits.

But then again, hearing such a thing as spiritual power here really made him feel very kind. Simon couldn't help but think back to the time when he had added a little talent to his warlocks in the real world to equip and enchant whole gems, and suddenly found that those past clearly seemed to repeat itself before his eyes.

It's been a few years, but it's as if I'm doing it, and I can clearly even see the small words on the equipment.

Simon shook his head and shifted his thoughts elsewhere.

The books he had read, including the tomes he had scanned at a glance just to cope with his papers, were now in his mind, so clear that they seemed to be open before his eyes.

The feeling of suddenly discovering something familiar in another world brought tears to Simon's eyes. He patted the dragon excitedly.

"Do you have pen and paper? I suddenly have a lot of things I want to write down!! ”

"......" The dragon was silent for a moment, knocking on the sand.

A large desk rises in the clearing, with a blank stack of papers on it.

Simon strode over, reached for a piece of paper and looked at it, but found no pen. He frowned.

"How can I write without pen and ink."

"No, you don't." The dragon shrank slightly, its eyes closed again, and shrank under its wings. "Concentrate on what you're going to write, and it will be written down on paper."

"Really? So amazing? Simon was incredulous, but did as the dragon had taught.

Soon, lines of small print appeared on the paper, much to Simon's ecstasy.

"Great, I've been worried that I'm going to forget something important, but I can't let the people of this world know. That's a great idea. ”

“…… Is it? The dragon didn't seem to care.

Because the pain he felt this time was not so intense that he wanted to pass out, plus the benefits and joy brought by discovering that his mental strength had risen, Simon was a little restless and excited for a while.

Taking advantage of the momentum in his heart that had not yet dissipated, he hurriedly used Professor Dragon's method to leave on one piece of paper after another what he had learned, known, and understood in his own world.

Because he was afraid, afraid that the passage of time would make him forget who he was, where he came from, and what he had experienced.

However, his highest priority was about Azeroth, the world he had once been fascinated with and was now experiencing.

He wants to live in this world, live well. Naturally, you have to keep a detailed record of what you know.

Simon kept recording and recording in extreme excitement.

The dragon beside him remained motionless, seemingly completely asleep.

Even if he was extremely excited, Simon's mental power was shackled after all, as the use of spiritual power was exhausted, Simon's consciousness gradually blurred, he closed his eyes vaguely in the sea of consciousness, and slept directly on the huge desk, still holding an unfinished paper in his hand.

The flying sand slowly gathered and swept down, engulfing his body. The piece of paper he was holding fell lightly to the ground, making a sound so small that it could almost be ignored.

The sound made the dragon raise its head, and its eyes slowly opened, and its gaze was as deep and bright as starlight, and finally landed on the piece of paper that had fallen to the ground.

It let out a soft breath, and the papers flew into the sky, and stood still in the air in an unscientific manner.

The Moment of the End......

After a long time, the dragon lowered its head again, and the papers fell to the ground in neat piles.

"It seems that we have to prepare a bookcase for him to store." The dragon whispered to himself, "Really...... Very interesting...... Something useful......"

Let me see, human boy in a foreign land. What can you do?

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Meng Xin has something to say:

Meng Xin has received a signing notice from the background, happy~

In other words, the book has basically been signed. Audience masters, you can rest assured to jump into the pit.

Well...... It's really shallow to jump into the pit now. But that's okay, I'm digging hard.

But I also want the audience to give me some motivation!

Meng Xin is not Lori.,Let's not play and grow up, okay? What if I raise a new one to death?!

Well, no kidding. Sprouting new pit products is guaranteed. (I've finished a book, but the art style is completely different from this one.) ）

So!! Please smash the recommended ticket down! Audience masters, please collect and click!!