"Alan. Shirley, who was next to her, gently patted him on the shoulder.

Alan came back to his senses, and what he had just seen and thought about suddenly brought back memories of his previous life.

More than ten years have passed, and whenever he thinks about life alone in the dead of night, the memory of his previous life becomes more and more blurred, and he can't tell whether the experience of his previous life is a dream or a real thing. Maybe in his subconscious cognition, it was just a dream.

This wonderful world is his new beginning. It's good to change places and live in a different way.

Bart is on the left and Shirley is on the right. Both followed Alan with a wary look on their faces.

The two of them are the two most talented of the younger generation in the clan, Shirley is the most capable woman she has ever seen, and Bart, although not very good at fighting, has a nose that is more sensitive than a "dog", and they are also two of Allen's best playmates since childhood. So the patriarch sent the two of them to accompany him, just to protect Allen. After all, the road is far away, and any magical beast on the ice field can kill him.

Allen, who had spent eighteen years in the ice field and had knowledge of modern life, was really distressed by the extremely low productivity of the barbarians, the rudimentary architecture, and the primitive way of life. When he saw the living environment of the human race, he had the idea of changing his tribe, as long as he could learn these skills, a better life in the future was just around the corner. He had his little Jiujiu in his heart.

You can borrow the various techniques from the next side, and then change them and bring them back to your own tribe. It's good, it's good, it's good.

Alan thought to himself as he walked, and after walking for about a quarter of an hour, he found an inn.

This is a small hotel, and there is a sign with the word "brigade" at the door. Bart and Shirley are the only two little followers of Allen, and Allen has the experience of being a human being in two lives. So, although it was the first time to come here, it was also a familiar road.

After entering the inn, he paid the innkeeper two gold coins to open two rooms, one for Alan and Barth, one for the man, and one for Shirley, and two adjacent rooms on the second floor.

Under the long journey, Allen's physical fitness was weak, he ate a few mouthfuls of food hastily, didn't bother to take a bath, and fell asleep.

After two days and two nights, Alan was awakened by the strong hunger in his abdomen, and the fatigue of the days of trekking had completely disappeared, which was refreshing.

Alan rolled over and got up, tied his clothes, and found that Bart was already sitting on the bed and began to practice. Barbarians are born with no magic, in order to survive better, the ancestors of the barbarians, with their own wisdom, created their own path, a powerful method of refining the body, cultivated to the extreme, no need to be weak magicians. This is the foundation of the barbarians.

Bart sat cross-legged on the bed, his skin became red like a soldering iron, affected by this heat, the ice silkworm at the heart woke up from its deep sleep, crawling little by little, along the tendons in the body from the heart to the limbs, while crawling, while spitting out ice silk to cool the body, as soon as the ice silk came out, it was melted by the high temperature, and then attached to the tendons.

This kind of ice silkworm is a very peculiar creature, the reproductive ability is extremely low, and the number is also very small in the vast ice field.

At the beginning, for the ancestors of the tribe, in order to find a way to cultivate this silkworm, after all difficulties, countless methods were tried, but in the end it was not mass-produced.

Therefore, such a rare ice silkworm has almost become the treasure of the Brook clan.

The Ice Silkworm is not at all aggressive, but the silk he spits out has the ability to strengthen the human body when it is integrated into the body. The Brooke clan spends a lot of financial and manpower every year to feed only a few, so for the development of the tribe, every year the young generation of the tribe will select a few young people with the greatest potential for the coming-of-age ceremony and plant the ice silkworm in their hearts.

The ice silkworm survives by sucking the host's qi and blood, and the stronger the host's strength, the stronger the power given by the ice silkworm's feeding, and the two are mutually beneficial and symbiotic to achieve a balance.

Ice silkworms usually stay quietly in the host's body, and when the host has enough calories in the body, the ice silkworm will spontaneously spit out ice silk to cool the host.

Bart uses the heat storage spar given by the clan to cultivate, as long as the spar is crushed before each cultivation, a large amount of heat will be emitted from the spar into his body to assist him in cultivation.

According to the patriarch, this is something that was brought back to them from the Terrans, and the reserves are not much, only a few pieces were sent to them. If you need it in the future, you can only rely on your own ability to obtain it.

When Alan woke up, Bart's cultivation had come to an end, and he didn't wait long to see his face return to normal.

Bart opened his eyes and saw that Alan had woken up and was sitting on the bed watching him cultivate. He grinned and said, "Take a shower? I'm sweating all over now." ”

"Let's go. Alan replied.

After some indescribable words, the two changed their clothes, called Shirley, and then filled their stomachs downstairs before leaving the hotel together.

Bart and Shirley grew up in the ice fields and had never been in contact with the outside world. So the two of them were like wild horses off the leash, and their faces were a little red with excitement. Alan looked at the two of them and curled his mouth without a trace, two little children who had never seen the world.

As a key economic development, Moja City has developed over the years and has become a commodity trading venue on a considerable scale.

There are three large trading places, one is the bazaar, which is used for merchants to trade with each other on their own, and generally the bazaar is some ordinary goods, so there is no handling fee.

The second is the auction house, which is generally a treasure house, which is sold by the auction house as an intermediary, and a certain handling fee is charged according to the income of the bidder.

The third type is the various types of shops.

"Let's go to the front store and have a look. Shirley said with some trepidation, pointing to the clothing store about twenty feet away.

Alan looked at Shirley's expression and her clothes made of animal skins, and then saw the Terran women passing by her, dressed in silk, with the same expressions as they were. Or these colorful clothes are more attractive to these girls.

"Let's go, I'll pick out some beautiful clothes for you to wear. With that, Alan took a step and walked towards the clothing store.

Bart was stunned for a moment and reacted, then laughed twice and followed in Allen's footsteps.

"You are not allowed to make fun of me. Shirley patted Bart in shame, then turned her head and walked towards the store.

After walking a few steps, I arrived at the door of the clothing store.

Shirley Sahuan seemed to rush in, Alan smiled bitterly, a woman's natural desire to shop not only knows no borders, but now it seems that it is also not affected by the two worlds.

The two walked into the store, saw Shirley and looked at it, and as soon as they reached out to see the price, they retracted their hands again, looking pitiful.

Alan couldn't see her poor 13, his eyes turned twice, and found that the most expensive of these things was only two gold coins, so he felt that he immediately swelled, we are not short of money, so he waved his hand arrogantly and said to Shirley, "Tell the uncle what you like, the uncle will buy it for you, your uncle is not bad for money, you know?"

With this 13, Alan is comfortable, it's good to be rich, in my last life, I was poor 13 but I lived hard for 30 years, it seems that it is really important to have a good baby.

Shirley's eyes narrowed into crescents, thought for a moment, pointed to one place, and said sweetly, "That's it." ”

"Brother, I want this!"