The White Fruit Garden Hotel is not crowded with people, but it seems a little deserted.

However, Connor did not doubt what Bram said before, and he thought that it was probably because the witcher named Geralt had just made a fuss here, and even beat up many fault finders.

- Most people don't want to cause trouble, so they naturally choose to avoid the storm for the time being.

After all, even on the earth in the 21st century, people will instinctively choose to avoid places that may be dangerous, let alone in this ignorant and backward world similar to the Middle Ages.

Considering Bram's statement that I heard before, it seems that witchers are generally treated by many people as monsters, aliens, and killers with no humanity, and it is normal for people to avoid them...... Not to mention that it is still in times of war.

Thinking of this, Connor couldn't help but look at the old witcher Viselmir, who was drinking beer by himself—the young witcher named Geralt seemed to have gone out to collect clues.

Then he discovered that on either side of the inn hall, which was divided by counters, there was indeed no one else on the side where the old witcher was. On the other side, there are two tables, each with a lone drinker.

A villager who looked like an ordinary person, a little drunk, hugged a wine bottle and muttered something indistinctly.

The other was dressed in brighter clothes and looked very decent, which seemed out of place with the villagers of Baiguoyuan.

Connor glanced at the two of them, and then chose a table to sit down, although he also wanted to sit with the old witcher and get some more valuable intelligence information, but that seemed a bit deliberate, so he still didn't take the initiative to get closer.

After sitting down, he continued to flip through the catalogs of various "books" in his mind, thinking about what relevant areas of knowledge it would be better to start learning from, while waiting for the proprietress to deliver food and water.

He knew that he needed to hurry, but he knew that he would never be able to just ignore the priorities and learn whatever he wanted......

Although the profound and great supernatural knowledge in the mind is strictly speaking, it must be learned.

He didn't intend to give up anything, either.

But under the premise of limited time, he still prefers to learn some of the types that are most helpful to his current situation, and the types that come in handy at the moment.

To put it simply, when you are a soldier, it makes no sense to learn how to arrange troops and strategically look at them, because you don't have any dominance and control at all, and you can't even refuse the tasks that are assigned -

No matter how stupid and unnecessary you think this task is, it is simply to send you to death.

So as a soldier, you should learn all kinds of combat techniques, how to use your weapons and armor to better kill enemies and avoid being killed by them, as well as other skills including orienteering, stealth infiltration, armed survival, and so on.

And when you become a general, you don't have to take risks to fight the enemy like a soldier, and the skills you need to learn at this time are out of the field of battle, and become a tactical level such as marching and fighting, arranging troops, etc.

It is the right choice to arrange the courses to study according to your current situation and master the abilities that will be most useful to you in a short period of time.

Don't be excited, study hard for a few months, feel that you know astronomy and geography, and know trivialities, but you find that those things are not used at all...... It's just a waste of time.

The proprietress soon came up with a tray, a few pieces of bread and a glass of water, and placed the copper coins on the table, and watched Connor finish counting before she turned away.

Is one kroner worth a hundred copper coins?

After putting the money back in place, Connor vaguely understood how much Bram had paid him fifty crowns, not too much, but definitely a lot, and it seemed to be enough to live on his own for a while.

Of course, he wasn't too sure, after all, he hadn't even had a preliminary understanding of the world when he first arrived.

Moreover, wartimes are always prone to all kinds of problems, and it is difficult to maintain the stability of the modern economic system, let alone ancient times. Perhaps in such a village of Baiguoyuan, which can still maintain peace, stability and general order, prices are still relatively stable, and resources are not too scarce.

But if you go to the most war-torn area, it is not necessarily, and it is probably the norm that you can't buy things with money, and those places are not even easy to use, and only weapons such as long swords, axes, bows and arrows are a strong support for communication.

Connor licked his somewhat dry lips, then poured a sip of water, shook his head, and sighed that this is really a bad world, even drinking water has to be bought with money, and it is even more than twice as expensive as bread.

However, it is understandable that the river is full of corpses and is too polluted.

If you don't eat, you can stay up longer, but if you don't drink water, you won't survive for three days.

The extra "compressed packs" in his head were too large in size, and it took Connor a lot of time just to open them and look at the catalog, and he found some ways to develop his bloodline potential and obtain magic power.

This is the most basic guarantee, no matter how he wants to survive in this world in the future, the first thing he needs is to ensure that he has the ability to protect himself.

This world is not only full of supernatural creatures such as griffons, water ghosts, and scavengers, but also intelligent races such as elves, dwarves, and goblins, which are older and have a longer history than humans.

This is a completely magical plane, although it seems that human civilization seems to be beginning to rise, and even slaughtering and persecuting non-human races as a whole, various witch hunts have also been carried out, gradually forcing mages, warlocks and many other spellcasters to a desperate situation.

But in reality, it's just something that happens in and around a small stretch of coastline on a continent on this planet.

No one can deny the importance of magic, and the power of the elements has long penetrated into the realm of this world, covering all aspects. Magic is a combination of art, chaos and science, and it can be said that magic is the science of this world, both a threat and a progress.

But when it comes to science, it seems that a lot of the supernatural knowledge you have can be used for more than just magic, so can you consider it from this aspect?

Connor thought so crankily, then turned his head slightly, looked at the well-dressed man, who at first glance looked like an intellectual, and frowned:

"I'm sorry, but what's the matter with you? You seem to be looking at me all the time? ”

“…… Sorry, I just don't think you're one of those uninformed farmers, so I wanted to see if you were the right person to play. The man nodded calmly and said in a loud voice, "I'm Adote Gilt, an assistant professor at Olsenfurt University, where I teach contemporary history. ”

"My name is Connor, and it's a pleasure to meet you...... But what does it mean to play cards? Connor nodded, and gave his name, a little unsure of what he had heard.

Who to play?

Play cards? At this time?

"GWENT, do you want a game?" Adot Kiert suddenly raised a deck of cards in his hand in a cheerful manner, stood up and walked over.

"Good...... All right. ”

Connor replied hesitantly, and although he always felt that something was not quite right, he agreed considering that he needed to gather as much information as possible about this strange world.

Bram was a tradesman after all, and although he was more knowledgeable than a farmer who had spent his whole life in a village and only knew how to take care of his crops, he was like that.

Since more and more comprehensive information needs to be collected, it is natural to start from all aspects of people from all walks of life.

……

……

I knew that this crump's Gwent brand was poisonous!

When Adot Kelt set out again and left the White Orchard in pursuit of his dreams, Connor felt a little unfinished, but thankfully he came to his senses in time.

When he saw that it was already dark, half a day had passed before he knew it, and he didn't even feel anything. Or did the other party have to set off in order to pursue his dreams, and he smacked his lips after watching the other party leave.

Annoyed, clutching at his hair, Connor felt like he had wasted his precious time, and decided that it must be because of the magic of the damn Gwent card.

During this time, he was not unaware of other things that were happening in the inn, such as the fact that Geralt had come back once and had a quick whispered conversation with the old witcher, Viselmir.

However, he still heard something more clearly, and it seemed that the two of them were after a woman named Yennefer. And the other day, the woman must have passed through the White Orchard grounds, and the Nilfgaard spies of the local garrison had seen her.

But when the White Wolf - Geralt, as Viselmir called him, or something like that - approached the barracks, the commander made a request to help the army hunt the griffons, in exchange for the latter telling him the information about Yennefer.

Geralt could only agree, and went to scout the scene of the griffon's attack, and even figured out the griffon's information, but a special plant used as bait has not been found yet.

He said he had learned from an herbalist where it was available, but it was getting late and it was not a good time to go hunting.

So the two witchers plan to wait until tomorrow to start their work, and now they should first make some preparations, such as boiling some decoctions, sword oil, making bombs, and adjusting their state through meditation...... And so on and so forth.

This seems to be the true way the Witcher fights, and preparation is far more important than the battle itself.

Humans are not the only ones who know how to make and use tools, but with the power of tools, they can do many things that unintelligent beasts can't do, perhaps because of the unique decoctions, sword oil, and bombs of the witchers, so they can survive and win against those monsters?

This made Connor feel as if he had some understanding, a vague grasp of the direction of the road he was going to take.

Of course, it was just a feeling for the time being, after all, he had discovered that the fragments of knowledge in his mind also contained a lot of knowledge such as alchemy and herbology, and it shouldn't be difficult to replicate the way the witcher fights.

But more importantly, there was another piece of news, the white wolf Geralt said to Viselmir in passing, saying that in the cemetery of White Orchard Village, there is a place of magic and a gathering place for magic.

He also slew a demon in the family tomb of a local lord there, and found the remains of a fellow Snake Sect member.

Apparently a poor witcher sent out to find the blueprints of their school's lost weapons, he prepares to return after a successful mission, but here in the White Orchard, the villagers suspect that he has kidnapped the son of a local beekeeper, so he can only undergo a trial trial to clean up the ghosts in the tomb of the lord family.

However, he never returned, dying there with the hope of their school.

When Geralt and Viselmir talked about it, they both looked a little sad about it, but there was no way, the long-standing prejudice and false rumors made the witcher feared and hated by the world.

It is not a matter of a day or two that their profession has been subjected to extreme persecution.

Connor was not a witcher, so he unfortunately couldn't empathize, he just felt as if he had a safe and stable way to obtain his magic. And the goblins in that place happened to be cleared by Geralt, so there was no danger.

It's like someone bringing a pillow just after you want to fall asleep.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, when the villagers had returned to their homes and no one was paying attention, he decisively left the inn and walked in the direction of the cemetery in Baiguoyuan Village.

The night is hazy, the moonlight is bright, but it doesn't look dark, Connor is not afraid of anything, but he is still very vigilant, after all, there are many ghosts and beasts in this world, and even walking by the river may have water ghosts jumping out to attack.

Walking alone at night with bare hands is really not a good choice, and even the soldiers patrol the road in groups of three or five as much as possible.

Connor himself knew that this was dangerous, and if the crazy griffin suddenly attacked, he would not even be able to run away from the open ground alone.

But for the sake of the future, we still have to take some risks now......

After leaving the village and the fields, he cautiously and carefully avoided the patrolling soldiers on the road, and it took him ten minutes to finally approach the cemetery.

There are many tombstones, ghosts, and the cold night wind seems to pass through them, and even the moonlight seems to be difficult to illuminate the area...... However, perhaps because everyone knew that there were ghosts here, the soldiers were reluctant to approach the area.

- This facilitated Mr. Connor's next move.