Chapter 385: Origin Weapon: Quicksilver!
Inside a humble farmhouse.
Levi sat on the edge of the bed, his hands propped up on the edge of the bed, a look of disbelief in his eyes.
"Really crossed the ......"
Levi spread his hands out and studied them carefully.
The palm of the hand is still slightly immature, covered with thin wounds and a thin layer of calluses, which is a pair of hands that often work.
"It's incredible. ”
Li Ran exhaled deeply and finally accepted the reality of the crossing.
The original owner of the body was named Willy, thirteen years old, the son of a country farmer. Before he was doing farm work under the scorching sun, he fainted from heat stroke and dehydration, and died directly in a coma because of improper treatment, and was taken by Levi by mistake.
"It would probably make me happier if I crossed over to become the son of a nobleman. ”
Levi, now Willy, muttered softly in his heart.
Willy stood up and walked towards a mottled mirror in the corner of the room.
The body is still a little weak, but it is already unbearable.
"Not bad. ”
Looking at the appearance of the boy in the mirror, Willy was satisfied.
He has brown hair, upright and three-dimensional facial features, and wheat-colored skin, but his body is slightly thin and looks a little malnourished.
"Willy, are you feeling better?"
A childish voice rang out from outside the house, and a little girl in a rough old dress walked in, her eyes were large, and she looked at Willy with a little concern in her eyes.
This is Willy's sister, Velia, an innocent little girl of six years old.
Wiley's parents were pure country farmers, hardworking and excellent field workers.
The two had three children together, and Willy and Velya were not very old, so they lived with their parents.
As for the eldest Thorpes, twenty years old this year, he was a member of the Baron Kells's bodyguard in the town, an excellent young man in the service of the aristocracy, he was the pride of the whole family and the envy of the country neighbors. In the eyes of the common people, the nobility is the noblest existence, and it is a great honor to serve them.
His father, Lake, and his mother, Mrs. Swain, often taught Willy to learn from his eldest brother Thorpes and strive to become a member of the noble squire.
"I'm much better. ”
Willy looked at the little girl in front of him and spread his hands to indicate that he was fine.
The little girl, Vilia, patted her little chest plate exaggeratedly, and looked relieved: "Then you can clean up quickly, and mother will let us go to the woods in the west to pick some sweet fruits." ”
It is a fruit that grows in the wild, its taste is sweet and sour, it has a very rich juice, in addition, it is also crisp and refreshing, and it is the favorite fruit of ordinary people.
The village where the Willy family is located is very close to the woods, and this fruit is very common in the woods, so the villagers will collect some fruit and sell it in the town in exchange for some monetary income during their spare time.
In this vast and sparsely populated world, the low-level civilians rely on various natural resources and hard work in the fields to get through the difficult days.
"But I've just woken up. ”
Valey was very unhappy with this oppression of the sick number.
Vilia didn't buy it: "It's because you fainted and your body is weak that your mother asked you to go with me to pick sweet fruits, otherwise you should go back to the wheat field to harvest the wheat." ”
"Okay. ”
Willy shrugged his shoulders and finally gave in.
He prefers to pick sweet fruits rather than harvest wheat, after all, the woods are covered with branches and leaves, and there is enough shade to avoid exposure to the scorching sun.
Willy and Willia each carried a basket woven of wooden strips on their backs and walked out of the house.
Vilia walked in front of Willy, bouncing as she went, two pigtails up and down with her movements, and her basket was a trumpet basket that her mother, Mrs. Swain, had knitted especially for her, so it didn't make it difficult for Willia.
"Willy, Velia, are you going to pick sweet fruits again?"
A rugged and stocky middle-aged man, holding two brand-new axes in his hands and a wide straw hat, was laughing and greeting the two.
"Uncle Whoopi. ”
According to the body's original memory, Willy and Velia greeted the middle-aged man.
Ubi is also a villager in the village, but unlike the others, Ubi does not rely on farming to support his family, but on his own blacksmithing for a living. Whenever the villagers' farm tools are damaged, they go to Whoopi to repair them, and his skills are very good, and the fee is not high.
The new axe he was holding in his hand at this time should have been made for someone else.
"Yes, Uncle Whoopi, Vilia and I are going to the woods to the west to pick sweet fruits. ”
Willy said to Whoopy.
"By the way, I've been building some new gadgets lately, you can ask your father, Lake, to take a look at my blacksmith's shop, maybe there's something you need. ”
Whoopi solicited his own business by the way.
"Yes, Uncle Whoopi. ”
After a brief conversation, Willy and Velia walked back to the woods to the west.
It was early afternoon, and the sun was so hot that people couldn't open their eyes, and Willy and Velia kept walking close to the shade of the trees, occasionally running over in small steps when they were exposed to the sun.
After half an hour of hard work, the two finally reached their destination.
Trees appeared in front of Willy and Velia's eyes, and the further they went, the more trees there were, and the denser the foliage became.
The forest land is covered with a variety of unknown flowers and plants, butterflies and dragonflies shuttle between the flowers, and birds fly overhead.
"It's finally here. ”
Vilia took Willy's arm and came to a large tree with dense foliage: "I'll pick it up from below, you go up and pick sweet fruits." ”
This is the way the two have always worked together before.
Willy looked at the big tree in front of him, it was six or seven meters tall, the trunk was very thick, the branches and leaves were very dense, through the branches, Willy could see round and milky white fruits, this was their target sweet fruit.
"Be careful. ”
Looking at Willy, who put down the basket, Vilia whispered a reminder.
Willy nodded, and with the muscle memory of his original body, he went up the tree in two clicks. He grabbed the branch, and in front of him was a dense array of sweet fruits, and there was a faint fruity fragrance coming from the tip of his nose.
Tired and thirsty from his hurried journey, Willy almost instinctively picked a fruit to quench his thirst.
However, the moment Willy picked the fruit, his eyes flickered, and a large string of words appeared in his field of vision.
"Pick the fruit for the first time, get the title - [Primary Gatherer], reward attribute points 0.2"
"After obtaining the title of [Beginner Gatherer], you will master skills such as basic fruit species identification and basic fruit collection skills, so that you can become a qualified beginner gatherer. ”
[Willy Fallon - Constitution: 0.8; Intelligence: 1.2; Remaining Attribute Points: 0.2; Note: All base values for adult males are 1]