"These two places ....." Lin Sheng didn't think he could be so powerful that he was fearless.

Generally speaking, terrain such as squares is a place where it is easy to attract a large number of monsters.

And the Black Feather City Hall, the most important place in a city, who believes that there is no high-level blame?

"You can't go in either direction. Lin Sheng decisively cut off these two directions, and then looked at the other three directions.

The signs in all three directions are obsolete, with only a little residual color, and the handwriting is not recognizable at all.

“.......”

Lin Sheng stood at the gate of the city and hesitated for a moment.

"Forget it, let's brush the rotten swordsman in the field first. ”

He felt that he was still too weak, and since he could get residual memories by killing the Rotten Swordsman, as long as he killed more and obtained more memories of the opponent's martial arts, he might be able to get more clues.

"It's better than scurrying around like a headless fly. ”

After deciding down, Lin Sheng turned around and walked out decisively.

Now he is too weak, first kill more rotten swordsmen on the side, and strengthen himself.

Exit through the previous opening.

Lin Sheng began to search slowly around the city wall, and soon came across a rotten swordsman behind the fence on the right side of the city.

The strength of this rotten swordsman is much weaker than the previous two.

Lin Sheng only exchanged a few moves, and he easily solved it and obtained a little memory fragment.

However, it was a pity to him that this guy was just a soldier who was originally defending the city, and he didn't know anything else except for a little basic sword move.

But there are others, and some information about the terrain branch of Black Feather City has been obtained.

Although he couldn't strengthen his swordsmanship, other information was also needed by Lin Sheng.

He continued his search, and soon found two more rotten swordsmen near the city gates.

One solved easily, and the other fought back before dying, scratching his arm.

"Damn, I was carelessly injured!"

Lin Sheng hid in the corner of the city wall according to the messy memory, and didn't know whose method it was, stuffed the corner of his pajamas into his mouth, and tore it hard.

Phew.

The clothes were not torn, they slipped out of his mouth, and Lin Sheng felt that his gums hurt terribly.....

"TV dramas are all lies!" he pressed his hand to the wound. But as time went on, the more blood flowed.

A slap-length wound is fatal if there is no way to stop the bleeding.

There was no way, he could only take off his coat completely and bandage the artery at the upper point of the wound.

The pressure brought by the tight clothes gradually made the blood flow from the wound smaller.

But Lin Sheng also felt sluggish at this time, and seemed to be about to wake up at any time.

"It seems that consuming behaviors such as injury and tiredness will also reduce the amount of time I spend in my dreams. ”

He had some judgment in his mind.

Soon, an inexplicable feeling came over me.

Lin Sheng slowly closed his eyes, his consciousness falling into a fog.

It wasn't long before he opened his eyes again, and he was back in his bedroom.

Drip drip, drip.

The alarm clock on the side is constantly ringing.

Lin Sheng exhaled, reached out and pressed the alarm clock, and looked at the time by the way.

It was already past six o'clock in the morning.

There were a little too many memories he had just absorbed, and he felt his head swell a little.

It's not too early, and it's too late to sort it out. He hurriedly washed up at home, changed into his school uniform, and then quickly rushed out the door to get on the bus to Hui'an High School.

Last night, he absorbed the memories of three rotten swordsmen in a row, and in addition to the garbage information, the topographical map of Black Feather City was probably plumped up in Lin Sheng's mind.

After all, they are all guards guarding the gate, and they take advantage of the terrain a lot.

In addition, what made Lin Sheng a little speechless was.

Many of these guards guarding the city gate are in conflict with each other in their memories.

For example, what if the sword is hooked by the opponent's soft weapon?

Lin Sheng could find three solutions in his mind at once. These methods are fine in themselves, but they are too miscellaneous. Even the two contradict each other.

The large influx of memories in a short period of time made Lin Sheng dizzy all morning.

I finished my meal in a hurry at noon and lay down in the classroom for a while.

The first class in the afternoon happened to be the homeroom teacher's math test.

Lin Sheng filled the entire test paper in a daze, and he didn't even know when he would hand in the paper.

God knows how many points you can score on this intuitive test.

Fortunately, this state lasted until more than eight o'clock in the evening, and it finally returned to normal.

Lin Sheng, who had recovered, had to do the first thing to do was to find out the location of the small temple before.

He continued to hunt rotten swordsmen and complete the map of Black Feather City, for the purpose of two.

First, find the small temple and see if there is a way to get access to supernatural knowledge.

Second, find Lhasabel and see if you can get a protective equipment.

"According to Ravel's memory, Rasabel and that Valen Sanctuary should be in Black Feather City. ”

After thinking about it, Lin Sheng carefully sorted out in his mind the path nodes needed to go to these two places.

"The most effective way to deal with getting lost is to find landmarks as nodes. As far as memory comes, this place, this place, here, here.... There's a dark red clock tower. ”

Lin Sheng took notes to make a few turns.

Soon, the two paths to different places became clearer and clearer.

"It's OK. And then there's the miscellaneous information collation..."

It is rare for several people in a row to pile up fragments of their memories, and if they are not organized, they may forget some key information, and there may be confusion over time.

Lin Sheng took a pen and wrote on a new page of the notebook: martial arts, terrain, and extraordinary.

"Only look for content that is relevant to these three points, and if it is not relevant, leave the rest alone. ”

He determines the center of gravity.

Soon, from the memories of a bunch of soldiers guarding the city, Lin Sheng turned out another useful thing.

"Limit-breaking?"

"The key way to break through the limit from the second level and step into the third level transcendental?"

When Lin Sheng sorted out his memories, he was surprised to find out.

Although these soldiers guarding the city gate have a low status and weak strength, their knowledge and experience are really not comparable to ordinary people.

They are well-informed, and they can know a lot of surrounding gossip every day, even if they don't know it unintentionally.

People come and go, all kinds of rumors and rumors are scattering everywhere, and many of them have to pass through them.

Whatever important announcements and notices are posted in the city, they are also posted here first. Because the city gate is the place with the greatest flow of people.

The hawkers and traders who come in and out have to accept their entanglement. Beggars and outcasts, they are responsible for driving them away. They are also the easiest to know about any major movements in the city.

Lin Sheng turned out the content of the limit-breaking method from the memory of a guard named Yi De.

Yi De is different from other soldiers, he is the last one to kill Lin Sheng.

He was originally a disabled veteran who had retired from the battlefield, and when he was able-bodied before, he also had the potential to be exposed to the cultivation of the warrior rank.

That time was the proudest moment he had ever been most proud of, so he kept remembering it for many years.

In the end, it was convenient for Lin Sheng to understand this information.

Soon, he dug up a specific bit of warrior level content from Yi De's long memory.

"A first-level soldier only needs to specialize in one weapon, be proficient in attack and defense, and fight several times, and he can train a batch in a year. ”

"Second-level warriors, veterans among soldiers, wandering swordsmen with family martial arts, who can excel in one direction, temper themselves thousands of times, and train to the limit of the human body, may be assessed as second-class. ”

"A third-level warrior, a person who breaks through the limits. In a certain aspect, it has a lethality beyond the limits of ordinary people, which is a realm that mortals cannot achieve by just relying on exercise and practice. ”

After that, it was gone.

That's all the information Lin Sheng has organized, but compared to the previous intermittent fragments, it is much more comprehensive.

And most importantly, he also heard a name from these memories - Rank 12 Shield Warrior, Captain of the Black Feather City Guard, Austan Rein.

"The third level is already beyond the limit, it's hard to imagine what the concept of a level 12 warrior is!!" Lin Sheng was shocked in his heart.