Sunlight pours into the room filled with music, and the huge room resembles a small banquet hall, and is beautifully and warmly furnished, making people feel happy from the bottom of their hearts. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the center of the room was a single bed, on which a teenager was lying prone unconscious. On his body sat a little woman dressed in very little fabric and at the same time in excellent shape.

The originally warm picture was ruined by the woman's expression, which was a complex expression with a hint of joy in her teeth.

After Mo Ran fell into a coma, he was first sent to the Temple of Order, and after being put on countless gods, he was thrown into Christine's workbench.

Because of the needs of work, Christine ended her lazy life. At ten o'clock in the morning, it is necessary to warm up Mo Ran and relax his body.

Although there is less pleasant laziness, the optimistic Christine discovers another kind of beauty - the beauty of the sunrise.

She decided to have breakfast on her own little terrace while watching the beautiful sunrise.

The beautiful sunrise made Christine so stunned that she even forgot to have breakfast. While she was still wandering away, a pleasant bell rang. The ringing of the bell indicates that a new work is about to begin.

Christine was a little confused and confused, and it was strange to think - time flies so fast, and it is time to work again.

The rising sun, blooming with a warm light, also woke up the confused Christine. The little woman exclaimed, quickly changed into small overalls, and ran into the studio.

Because he was in too much of a hurry, the small vest was crumpled, revealing a large piece of spring light on Christine's chest. Seeing Mo Ran lying on the workbench like a dead pig, and looking at the magic clock on the wall, Christine was completely awake.

Christine was sure that Mo Ran had been gone for less than an hour. However, Nightmare Noble's time is precious, so she can only resign herself to climbing onto the boy's back and starting a new job.

At this moment, an untimely "cooing" sound sounded - Christine was hungry. It's just that the time of the Nightmare Nobles is not to be wasted, so Christine can only go hungry and start working viciously.

However, she was very happy in her heart. Because Mo Ran in this state is easier to absorb life fighting energy, it can effectively reduce unnecessary losses.

Christine, who finished the massage, was pale. The workload in the early stage is slightly larger, and it can be gradually reduced after completing the basic reinforcement. After finishing the massage, Christine threw Mo Ran into a pool that had already been prepared.

Looking at the pool, Christine's eyes were full of envy. The pool is filled with a milky white liquid, and the rich white color even gives off a glow.

This is a high-concentration holy water, and only a small bottle can restore one's lost stamina. It's just that the holy water I usually use is two levels lower than these 'bath waters'.

Each level of holy water concentration increases, the value increases geometrically. Of course, the holy water in the manor is all self-produced, although there is no need to spend money to buy it, but this extravagant behavior still deeply stings Christine.

She decided to fill her wish list with a small one-in-one bath.

It is said that adding a small amount of highly concentrated holy water to the bath will make the skin suptender and smooth.

The high concentration of holy water has undergone a qualitative change, and in essence, it is already two completely different substances from ordinary holy water.

Christine looked at the pool with reluctance, and then with a ruthless heart, she retreated to her nest and gently closed the door.

This time, Mo Ran's overdraft was very thorough, and the harvest was huge.

The level of abilities possessed by the trialist is much higher than the upper limit of most planes. If it weren't for the solidification of space, these abilities might not have any hope of activating for the rest of their lives, and could only be hidden in their souls.

Even a master plane like Kandohertz, which is close to the top level, can't erase the ability of the trialist, but it is still very simple to suppress.

The abilities of the trialists are varied, and there is no pattern to speak of. However, every time a trialist uses an ability, he will slightly change the origin of the plane, because the trialist's ability is not bound by the plane rules.

This change is very slow, and it may take tens of thousands of years for a little hint to emerge. But even the gods of Candohertz could not have predicted whether this change would be good or bad.

This kind of change is like dancing at the tip of a knife, and if it is slightly unstable, there is a danger of plane collapse.

In the end, the gods banded together and added a huge shackle to the Kandohertz continent at the cost of burning the balance of the priesthood.

This shackle will suppress any power that does not belong to Kandohertz to the extreme.

Mo Ran can still use his abilities under this kind of suppression, which means that he can already use these abilities flexibly.

When he opened his eyes again, Mo Ran was already in a stinky beast pen. Although the physical strength has not yet fully recovered, the second training, the throwing training, has already begun.

Mo Ran's mission this time was simple, he only needed to kill 100 beasts. The beast in the beast pen is Mo Ran's target.

Mo Ran, who has a physical strength bar, is not afraid of training, and this training is very safe. Because a light curtain separates Mo Ran from the beast, the light curtain will block the beast, but it will not hinder Mo Ran in any way.

Mo Ran threw for three hours to kill more than sixty beasts, and he threw more than a thousand javelins. Only nine of them produced a sense of agility, allowing Mo Ran to kill with one hit.

During this time, Mo Ran's stamina bar was emptied five or six times. Ordinary people throw with all their might, and they will be exhausted after five times, so it is still very surprising for a person who has no fighting spirit to throw a thousand javelins.

Although he did not complete his mission, the Grand Knight of the Overseer took Mo Ran back to the castle for lunch, as there was other training in the afternoon.

At this time, Mo Ran also discovered that although the tasks were very simple, they could not be completed by themselves. And as the overseer, the big knight doesn't care about anything, as long as Mo Ran trains hard.

Not to mention the jogging warm-up in the morning, the throwing training just now is enough to complain.

At the beginning, the leopard and rhinoceros were quite normal. The leopard is very responsive, the rhinoceros has rough skin and thick meat, and Mo Ran also wasted his hands and feet to complete the kill.

But then there are animals like foxes and weasels that are smaller and more agile.

Even so, it's nothing remarkable. Although in terms of the nature of the javelin itself, it is a weapon for hunting large creatures, Mo Ran also admits it, because this is training.

But in the end, an eagle was released! Piercing an eagle with a javelin? And it's a beginner like yourself! Mo Ran felt that his head must have entered the water, which was also ridiculous.