Although he was very interested, Mu En knew very little about this profession, and the fragments of broken memories could not tell him anything, and the usual collection, he had very few opportunities to come into contact with this kind of person. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info approximately, that is, in the education class of that little nobleman, I knew a little bit.

When the professionals of this world are promoted at the major stage of the career level, they awaken a kind of ancestral power, what it is, Mu En doesn't know much about it, but it seems that this is the fundamental source of the professional's strength, and if you want to improve your professional level, you must rely on hard work.

Therefore, the hard work is the foundation, the source, and the foundation of all the warriors, that is to say, the first step in becoming a professional is to perceive the hard work.

Heart blood comes from the blood, is present in the blood, but is higher than the blood. Only when the warriors are physically strong to the limit and their blood is diffused to a certain extent, can they use the power of the 'Heart Blood Enlightenment Potion' to complete the perception of the heart and blood.

From this alone, it can be seen that the preciousness of the 'Bloody Enlightenment Potion', and the main material of the 'Mental Enlightenment Potion' comes from the blood in the hearts of powerful demonic beasts or monsters, that is, after the death of demonic beasts, within half an hourglass, the blood in the heart is still hot and hot.

Seriously speaking, the blood in the heart of the Capricorn wolf has just reached this level, but if you want to form the main material of the potion - blood essence, you must slaughter at least about 100 prime-aged Capricorn wolves, and after taking the blood in their hearts, they can only be obtained after secret processing, and this is still the lowest level of blood essence.

This is one of the reasons why the 'Heart's Inspiration Potion' is so rare - the material is rare!

In addition, this kind of heart blood is a real tonic for combat professionals, nourishing the body, restoring physical strength, and filling the qi and blood The effect is excellent. And some of the potions made by the heart are also a regular item for all adventurers.

However, it is not easy to preserve the painstaking efforts, and after the beast dies, it must be taken out within half an hourglass and put into a special bottle, even so, within seven days, a special apothecary must be used for special processing, but even so, the effect of the medicine can only last for about a month.

This is still the result of the master-level pharmacist's action.

Although there is a golden lettuce to stop bleeding, Mu En still needs a lot of physical strength now, and the remaining small half of the golden lettuce is easy to preserve, and on the way to the city-state of Soros later, with this small half of lettuce, it can be saved at a critical time. And this blood in my heart can't be taken away, so it's the best choice to drink it directly now.

Mu En was a little hesitant in the face of this Capricorn wolf's heart, if it was a finished potion, he would definitely not have any psychological obstacles, but let him drink blood directly, but he was a little repulsive......

In the end, he still cut one of the thickest blood vessels with his tail vertebrae, and then lay on the ground, put his heart in his mouth, and squeezed it slightly, a fishy smell, but still slightly hot blood was sucked into his mouth.

Mu En only felt nausea like a convulsion in his stomach, and he wanted to vomit, but swallowed it raw.

Ru Mao drinks blood!

In the short time he came to this world, he was forced to drink blood from a polite office worker.

However, everything is for the sake of living, for the sake of survival.

Squeezing out every bit of blood in his heart, Mu En wiped the corners of his mouth, his mouth was full of wolf blood, and if he was paired with two fangs, he would be a vampire in a movie.

Because of the physical injury, Mu En did not do strenuous exercise, he gently took a three-body shelf, after the big supplement, it is best to exercise, because of the injury, he is not suitable for strenuous exercise now, but it is still okay to take a pile.

Ten minutes later, Mu En only felt that his body was warm, and wisps of energy rose from all over his body, although it was not much, but it was endless, and he was a little surprised by the effect of wolf blood mixed with golden lettuce.

It's getting late, he's leaving......

The sun in winter is not strong, and the drying time of animal skins is also short, so it is naturally very uncomfortable to wear on the body, but Mu En does not dislike it at all, just keep warm, the small ones are made of underwear, and the big ones are made of wallets, all of which are made of rhizomes made from lettuce, and a few wolf teeth, claws and tail vertebrae are inserted in the belt.

The small half of the golden lettuce was taken into his arms, and nearly ten reddish-brown lettuces were carried in his hands. As for the hammer, he didn't bring it, after all, it was not a thing of this world, and it was a bit eye-catching to take it out, and with the snake's tail and the fanged stone, this hammer didn't have much effect, so he buried the hammer.

Quickly cleaned up, a fresh savage came out, Mu En stared at the sun carefully for a long time, the sun is also rising in the east and setting in the west, it is about noon, about to confirm a direction, he steps and starts to set off, that is the southeast direction, if it is right, he needs to enter the city-state of Soros as soon as possible, and the injuries on his body still have to find a professional doctor to see.

Time slips away little by little as you walk, and the scenery in the moor is basically the same, the same tusked stones, the same lettuce jungle, the same brown earth.

Every once in a while, Mu En will stop and determine the direction again, the wasteland is too consistent, because of the injury, there is no special means to identify the direction, and you will go astray unconsciously, and you still don't know. In fact, Mu En still seems to have some memories that are extremely easy to get lost in the lonely wasteland, not very clear, there are too many miscellaneous things in his head, and sometimes, he doesn't know if the memory is credible.

Little by little, the sun went to the middle, and then little by little to the west.

Mu En just walked and stopped, time passed little by little, it seemed that the wolf smell from him was too strong, he couldn't even see beetles or anything like that now, the surroundings were very consistent, very quiet, as if you were alone between heaven and earth.

That loneliness, that loneliness, that quiet desire to drive people crazy, to make people afraid.

Muen now truly understands why this place is called a lonely wasteland. And all he can do is walk, keep walking. He began to sing, first quietly, then louder and louder, until it seemed as if the heavens and the earth were all his broken gong voice, which made him feel safe and self-contained.

Until his voice was hoarse, he had to stop, by which time the sun had almost set, and the goddess of the blue moon began to scatter her own light.

Except for the night of the change of moon, the rest of the night, the night was always dark, and Mu En was very tired and stopped walking, he needed to rest.

After all, the wolf skin was not dried well, and there was still a wet and slippery feeling inside, coupled with the sweat of Mu En's travel, mixed together, which made him extremely uncomfortable, but he didn't see a stream or anything after walking, so he didn't have to think about cleaning anything.

Mu En sat on the fur, took a few lettuces and nibbled on them, it was dinner.

He didn't touch any drinkable water along the way, and when he sang loudly, his throat was already dry and unbearable. However, fortunately, reddish-brown lettuce has a lot of water in it, and eating it can also quench your thirst temporarily. After nibbling on five lettuces in a row, Mu En stopped, wiped his mouth, lay on his back on half of the animal skin, and covered the other half of the animal skin on his body.

On winter nights, the temperature is very low, and the hides are still very warm, which may be more perfect if there are not a few leaky holes.

Although the blue moon tonight is not bright, it is very round, and there are three or two stars dotted with it, Mu En's eyes looked at the distant sky, and slowly became more and more confused.

(There is also a moon in that world, bigger than this, rounder than this, I don't know if there is a chance to see it in this life?)

The lonely wasteland is wild after all, although because of its particularity, it is safer than other wilderness, but this does not mean that there is no danger, Mu En told himself not to sleep too hard, otherwise he would not know if he was eaten by monsters, but he was too tired.

Counting carefully, from tearing down walls, cracks, crossing, sadness, boxing, wolf fighting, injury, rushing and waiting, one after another, dizzying, not only made his body extremely tired, but also haggard.

In just a few moments, an even cry was already heard.

This is the second night that Muen has come to this world!

This sleep, Mu En's is very fragrant, very heavy, since a few months ago, when he began to dream of this world, there has not been a time to make him feel at ease and comfortable like this time, even if this is a wilderness with cold winds gusting gusts.

However, the next morning, he woke up from a nightmare.

In the dream, he dreamed of the landlord, who looked at the dilapidated house, pointed at Mu En's face and scolded angrily, his voice was clear and angry, but the landlord's face was not clear, it seemed to be vaguely white, and there was no nose or mouth or anything.

In the dream, he saw his mother again, his mother knelt in front of a tombstone, crying heartbreakingly, he wanted to comfort his mother, but like a shadow passed through his mother's body, at this time, he saw a tombstone, there was a black and white photo on it, a very familiar portrait of a person laughing, it seemed to see the shadow of him, and the head blinked mischievously.

Finally, he could see the words on the tombstone clearly - the tomb of Wu'er Muen.

A cool breath came out of his spine, and Mu En suddenly woke up from his dream. In the desolate wilderness around, Mu En's consciousness began to wake up, this dream was weird and illogical, but it faintly reflected what he was thinking, this is what a real dream should look like, I didn't expect that when he came to this world, he really got rid of that weird dream.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Mu En relieved the headache caused by the dream.

At this time, it was already dawn, Mu En estimated that it was about eight or nine o'clock in the morning, nibbled on a few lettuce for breakfast, Mu En put on the fur again, identified the next direction, and continued to set off.

This walk is another whole day......

In the evening, Mu En stopped early, he found a lettuce bush again, and dug it up hard, the lettuce he had prepared before had been consumed on the way, and he needed new food.

There are still a lot of lettuce, after Mu En ate a few, he observed his wounds, I have to say that the effect of golden lettuce is still good, now, abrasions, bruises and the like have long healed, and the scratches have left pink scars, and even the piercing wounds on the left arm have been pimpled.

Mu En was very surprised by the effect of lettuce, it took two days to heal like this, this is not ordinary, at least Mu En has never seen such an effect on the earth.

On the third day, Muen still walked for a day......

The three-day journey had made Mu En completely impatient, but what could he do besides hurrying?! Coupled with the depression of the surrounding environment, this made him become anxious, and he even hoped that another Capricorn wolf would have a bloody fight.

The Lonely Wasteland belongs to the junction of the city-states of Soros and Lancôme, but it is only close to the two city-states, and no one knows exactly how big it is, and no one tells Muen how long he has to go.

But all he can do is persevere, and he must firmly believe that he will go out.

Sometimes, faith and hope are the most important, as long as there is a goal and a hope, you can stick to it.

Finally, on the fifth day, Mu En finally made new progress.

He found a corpse.