"Okay, please come with me. ”

At the signal of the dwarf Wilder, Ron followed him.

Outside the study is a large wooden corridor with a faint smell of wood wafting through the air, the corridor is unadorned, and the top is inlaid with white crystal-like objects to illuminate it.

There was a closed door in the hallway at intervals, and Wild didn't stop to introduce, and Ron didn't ask.

Soon, the two of them made their way through the hallway to a hall.

The hall was empty, and the walls around it were connected by several pitch-black corridors, and it was unknown where they led.

Wilde pointed to a hallway on the far left and introduced.

"This is the experimental area, the area where the owner uses it for experiments or research. “

He then pointed to the corridor next to him. ”

"This is the cultivation area, the owner's botanical garden and the place where the creatures are cultivated, and next to it is the observation room. ”

Listening to his introduction, Ron's gaze turned to the cultivation area, and with his current hearing, he could faintly hear the slight roar of a beast coming from inside.

With Wilder's introduction, Ron gradually got a general impression of the treehouse.

The treehouse, built on the top of the tree, was much larger than he had imagined, and it was divided into many different areas.

However, most of these areas are closed to him, and the only areas he can move around are the usual ones.

Moreover, through Wild, Ron learns that in addition to the two of them, there are dozens of the same dwarves in this treehouse, which are used for the maintenance and maintenance of the treehouse, and some dwarves can even be used as experimental assistants if Richard needs them.

While listening to Wild's introduction, Ron looked curiously at the slender tail behind him.

When he was almost done, Ron suddenly asked.

"Wilde, what race are you, dwarves or gnomes?"

According to the City Guard's profile, he didn't seem to have seen a dwarf with a tail, and Ron always had a dull and stylized feeling when he looked at Wilder.

"I'm not a naturally evolved creature, I was bred by my master all at once. Wild said calmly. "The meaning of Wild, in the language of the Black Wind, is the meaning of the number eleven. ”

"Cultivation?" Ron narrowed his pupils and looked at Wild's stiff middle-aged face, then nodded. "Okay, I see. ”

Ignoring the way Ron looked at him, Wild continued.

"It's three o'clock in the morning, do you want to rest now, or do you want to go somewhere else?"

"Is it three?" Ron thought for a moment. "No, take me to the training room. “

Up to 8. 3's physique made him not tired at all, and Ron now felt that his whole body had inexhaustible strength.

And, most importantly, Ron wanted to adapt to his rapidly increasing physical fitness as soon as possible to face what Richard had to say.

"Okay. ”

Hearing Ron's command, Wild nodded, and walked towards a corridor to the right.

Ron followed suit.

After about five minutes, a large red wooden door appeared in front of Ron's eyes.

Wild, who had walked in front, pushed open the wooden door, and inside was a large, empty room.

The brown floor was smooth and translucent, reflecting the hazy figures of the two men walking in.

Ron glanced around the room and saw that there was only a black square stone platform standing in the middle.

Wilde walked over to the stone platform, stretched out his slender palm, and pressed it gently.

With a 'whoop', a circle of translucent ripples quickly dispersed.

Then two huge weapon racks slowly rose from the floor, and the room changed rapidly.

A row of commonly used arrow targets appeared in the distance, and wooden stakes slowly appeared.

The empty room was filled with all kinds of training equipment in a short time.

Retracting his palm, Wilde turned.

"The regular training function in the training room has been turned on for you, don't worry about damage, if you need actual combat training, this can also meet you, you just need to press and hold the control center, think about it. ”

"Understood. Gazing at the rapidly changing room, Ron nodded.

He suddenly felt that this different world, which resembled the background of medieval Europe, was far more developed than he had imagined.

"Okay, if you need anything, you can call me at any time, I'm right outside the door. ”

With that, Wild walked towards the door of the training room.

There was a 'click' and the door shut.

Ron was the only one standing in the huge room.

Looking at the stone platform erected in the middle of the room, Ron thought for a moment, walked over and gently placed his palm on it.

Suddenly, a complex flow of information passed to his head through the stone platform, and this information was the most basic function introduction and use method of the control center.

It's just that it seems to be the first time that information is received directly through the brain, and Ron feels a little groggy in his head, and it feels normal for a while.

Shaking his head and throwing the last bit of vertigo out of his brain, Ron withdrew his hand with a look of understanding.

"The so-called actual combat training seems to be a technique that allows you to experience real feelings through the dual stimulation of illusion and reality. Even in my previous life, I am afraid that I didn't have it, right?"

After a moment's silence, Ron pressed his hand to the stone platform again.

After a while, a white light curtain flashed through the entire training room, and then a knight wrapped in pitch-black armor slowly appeared in Ron's field of vision.

The knight had a huge tower shield in his left hand and a cross sword in his right hand, and he looked like a real person.

"If you want to adapt as soon as possible, it's better to get started quickly. ”

Looking at the knight opposite, Ronson opened his palm on the stone platform, walked to the nearest weapon rack, and drew a silver two-handed sword.

With a wave of one hand, there was an immediate sound of 'snort', and two more clear silver marks appeared in the air.

Holding his two-handed sword upside down, Ron's gaze condensed slightly.

"So, let's get started. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the knight on the opposite side rushed towards Ron quickly, and the crosssword in his hand slashed towards his neck.

However, he had barely swung his sword halfway through when the knight suddenly shook his body, and then a loud crisp sound came from the tower shield in his left hand.

'Click!!'

The knight's entire body suddenly split into two halves, and slid evenly to the ground, no blood flowed out, slowly turning transparent and disappearing automatically.

Ron, on the other side, withdrew his cross sword with a blank face, and his position did not even change.