Destructive Magic Specialization: Increases the power of all destructive magic, divided into three levels: basic, advanced, and expert, the higher the level, the greater the power.

The reason for choosing this talent is that on the one hand, the other three talents are relatively useless, and on the other hand, because Yang Fan is now an intermediate magician, as long as he has the opportunity to learn magic, or get magic books, he can quickly master a lot of magic, and the usefulness of this talent will be reflected at that time.

At this point, the harvest of destroying the dinosaur this time can be regarded as finished, and what followed was the endless sleepiness caused by the consumption of a lot of mental power before.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Fan closed his eyes and fell asleep after a while.

The spring rain always lasts for a long time, and it never stops for a whole day, from the initial pouring rain to the current rainy rain. The dark sky, the bright moon and the stars, I don't know where to hide at this time, I lost the illumination of the moonlight, and the whispering forest was inky.

Maybe it was attacked by a large number of dinosaurs, so almost all the demonic beasts around the forest camp had fled, and naturally it seemed a little quiet, if it weren't for the occasional cold wind blowing and shaking the leaves to make a loud noise, I'm afraid that anyone who approached here would regard this place as a dark dead place!

Although the environment seems a little lonely, for the peasants, soldiers, and Yang Fan, who has consumed a lot of mental energy after a tiring day, such an environment is more comfortable, at least it will be very fragrant when sleeping.

slept until dawn, Yang Fan was woken up by Xiao Cheng's "silk" sound outside the window, stretched lazily, yawned and walked to the window to look out, only to see Xiao Cheng lying on the branch, the snake's mouth was slightly open, Xinzi spit out half of it and hung it on the side of his chin, but a pair of eyes were covered by eyelids, and he was actually sleeping.

It turned out that the cry that woke him up just now was just the "dream talk" that this guy said, Yang Fan shook his head with a wry smile, and then turned around and walked towards the door

Puzzled, he walked out of the tree hole and looked around, only to see that most of the soldiers had gathered on the wooden bridge, and were fishing with the method he had taught them last time, and there were a few big fish on the wooden bridge deck that were churning, but because they were wearing arrows shot by the archers, no matter how much they struggled, it was in vain.

The archer's arrows, in order to pursue maximum damage, the arrows are triangular, not only that, but there are also deep barbs at both ends of the arrow, so if the target is shot to pull out the arrow, at least the flesh must be pulled out of a hole, otherwise the deep barb hangs upside down in the body, and it is not so easy to get out.

Approaching the wooden bridge, Yang Fan smiled and said, "Why did you get up so early, it rained for a day yesterday, and you experienced a big battle, you should take more rest!"

After hearing Yang Fan's voice, everyone who was engrossed in catching fish turned around and saluted, "Master, you're awake!"

Nodding, Yang Fan walked up to Gate, who was standing at the front of everyone, and said, "Why are there only a few people, peasants and other soldiers?"

"Master, according to your orders before your departure yesterday, the peasants went to the clearing yesterday to cut wood on their own, and as for the other soldiers, they went to protect them. Gatet replied.

Yang Fan frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Is anyone sick among the soldiers and peasants?"

Hearing his question, the infantry and archers behind Gate's body showed a hint of gratitude, which was then replaced by a wave of frenzy.

"Master, don't worry, our Templar soldiers are all strong, and a little rain is unlikely to damage our strong bodies. Ed took a step forward, patted his chest and said with a serious expression.

I don't know why, at this moment, Yang Fan suddenly felt that Ed was not as stupid as he looked on the surface, at least part of the time his performance was still very satisfactory, including now, of course.

At this time, Ed is like a person who is loyal to his beliefs, without that trace of honesty, without that trace of stupidity, the only thing he has is the pride and self-confidence of being a soldier.

patted Ed's arm, Yang Fan smiled: "Who asked you to say this, I only ask if anyone is sick, don't talk to me about these things." ”

Hearing this, Ed, who was still serious and full of confidence just now, suddenly collapsed in his temperament, and grinned: "That... master, I, I don't know." ”

Yang Fan bit the socket of his back teeth, and said fiercely: "You don't know, you still come out to answer your mouth, you have itchy skin!"

Ed exclaimed, put his head in his hands, and said hurriedly: "Master, I'm sorry! It's my mistake, don't hit me on the head, I heard other brothers say that if you are beaten on the head too much, you will become more and more stupid." ”

Yang Fan sighed, retracting the evaluation of Ed just now, and kept reminding himself that it was just an illusion in his mind. "Forget it, Gat, let's talk about it!"

"Master, although Ed's words are a bit exaggerated, there is still some truth, the soldiers of the Templars, from knights to farmers, almost all have strong physiques, and ordinary wind and rain will not make them sick. Git glanced at Ed and smiled.

The top class of the Templar is Angel, what is an angel? In this world, they are considered an oracle, and they will naturally not be troubled by illness, so Gate's words directly ignore them.

If Ed had said this, Yang Fan might have thought that he was acting for the pride of a warrior, and even any soldier in the Templar would feel this way if he said this, but Gate, the mage of the Academy, would have said this completely different.

After knowing that this "drizzle" had no effect on them, Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, if they were sick in this world, they had to go to the priest for treatment, and now in the territory, in addition to the troops in the Heroes and Invincibles, there were only Laurent and Catherine, two people who had no strength, and if someone was sick, it could almost be said that there was nothing they could do.

Even if the Templar faction's Tier 5 "Priest" is recruited, they are helpless against the disease, because unlike the native priests of this world, they have their own unique skills and cannot heal at all.

According to Yang Fan's understanding of the invincibility of heroes, the only one in the Sanctuary that has the ability to heal is the sixth-order upgraded class-Paladin, which is only one step away from the top-level class! It is not so easy to recruit them.

After looking at everyone's faces, and seeing that they were all in good spirits and not sluggish, Yang Fan smiled and said, "It's best if no one is sick, but if someone is sick, they must immediately stop their work and return to Tree City to rest, understand?"

"Yes," the crowd replied.

"Alright, let's go on! Breakfast is made early and delivered directly to the farmers, so that they don't have to run around and cause trouble and delay the efficiency of logging. Immediately, Yang Fan used magic arrows to help everyone catch fish together.