The productivity of this world is not very developed, and many things are dependent on the outside world for simple materials.

Among them, the bones of wild beasts can be used to make utensils, and furs can also be used to make leather, or other small objects.

In short, they can be exchanged for money.

As for meat, that's needless to say.

In this world, it's not so easy to eat meat regularly.

Players like Liu Ming have a hard time eating in this world, and they usually have to rely on various methods to collect food in the wild.

And that's what Artimus can provide.

His archery skills are very good, and his strength is also very good, and he can leave a lot of things every day.

These are cheaper than Liu Ming and the others.

Of course, in return, they also provided some services to Yatimu.

For example, cleaning horses, polishing weapons, and tidying up the house, they all took care of it.

The reason for this is that, in addition to gaining the favor of Artimu, it is also one of the purposes to find an opportunity to inspire a few more missions.

Unfortunately, after that time, they rarely activated any more missions.

It may be that in the judgment of the game system, such a trivial thing is not worth activating any mission.

Liu Ming and the others didn't care, they just mixed it up.

Anyway, as long as there is enough time, there will always be a day when you succeed.

They don't have many other players, they just have enough time.

Noah's game world has long been bound to the currency of the outside world, and all the results they have obtained in this world can be finally exchanged for the outside world.

And in terms of time, the time of the game world is also different from the outside world.

For players, the past month has been here, and the outside world is just one day.

They have plenty of time to develop slowly.

Perhaps.

Warm campfires burned, mingling with the crackling of firewood.

Artimus sat alone at the campfire, pondering.

He was thinking about the days to come.

Coming to this world, he has been staying for more than half a month unconsciously.

During this time, he has also adapted to life here somewhat.

The rules of this world are very special, and you can improve yourself through experience points.

Initially rejecting this rule, Yadimu now chose to accept it.

After all, it tastes really good to use.

After the change of thinking, how to obtain experience points as much as possible has become the first goal of Artimu.

Through previous attempts, he already knew where this experience came from.

As long as you kill the creatures of this world, you can carry some experience points to a greater or lesser extent.

Of course, you have to be strong enough.

Either people or some creatures that are something special.

For example, those so-called demonic creatures and the like.

Killing people is naturally the most convenient.

Although the amount of experience provided by a single person is not much, it is better than convenience.

With the current strength of Yadimu, it is easy to kill hundreds of people in a day.

But this option, he never thought about from beginning to end.

Previously, it was not enough to kill evil thieves in order to protect others, and there was nothing to say about killing opponents armed with weapons on the battlefield.

But to slaughter the unarmed and innocent who live their lives is not in line with the morality of Artimus's heart.

Since you don't choose to kill, then you can only kill those demonized creatures.

Killing these demonic creatures can not only help the people in this area be safer, but also help themselves benefit and gain that valuable experience points.

For Yatimu, this is the best choice.

So during this time, he has been roaming the neighborhood, hunting down unique creatures that are left alone.

Over time, the results are quite good.

But alas, these creatures don't seem to be infinite either, and are also limited in number around here.

After killing a few heads, he was never seen again.

This made him a little troubled by the next source of experience.

Actually, this problem is easy to solve.

The vast wasteland is full of demonized creatures affected by demonic energy, and some of the few areas have even more powerful demonic species.

For the indigenous inhabitants of this world, it may not be easy to say anything else, but demonic creatures and demon seeds? That's all over the place!

If Artimus could communicate with the people of this world, he would know from them that there were demonic creatures nearby, instead of waiting passively.

Unfortunately, the language barrier hinders communication.

It can't be helped.

During this period of time, Yadimu was actually aware of this problem, so he began to study actively, following Liu Ming and the others to learn the language of this world.

His brain is quite smart, and he already has some eyebrows about the official language of Noah's world.

But learning a language isn't that simple.

At the current pace, it may be months before he masters the language.

I just don't know if I can catch up.

The thought flashed through his mind as he looked at him.

In front of him, the reflection of the golden hourglass appeared, and a small part of the golden sand in it had flowed.

Looking at it like this, it's about a quarter of the way.

Yadimu estimated.

At the current rate of the hourglass's flow, he should be able to stay in this world for more than a month.

Counting the time I spent before, that's a total of two months.

It doesn't seem to be bad.

In the distance, a soft sound was heard.

Yadimu looked up and saw a girl standing there.

The little girl was in rags, looked no more than seven or eight years old, and had some scars on her face, and was hiding in the corner at the moment, looking at Artim timidly.

To be precise, looking at the bread and roast meat in Artimu's hands.

Yadimu was stunned for a moment, then quickly smiled.

As if some instinct emerged, he subconsciously got up and put the bread and barbecue in his hand in front of the girl.

The girl looked at Artimu in disbelief, and he smiled back and nodded silently, signaling that he could accept it with confidence.

Counting the time I spent before, that's a total of two months.

It doesn't seem to be bad.

In the distance, a soft sound was heard.

Yadimu looked up and saw a girl standing there.

The little girl was in rags, looked no more than seven or eight years old, and had some scars on her face, and was hiding in the corner at the moment, looking at Artim timidly.

To be precise, looking at the bread and roast meat in Artimu's hands.

Yadimu was stunned for a moment, then quickly smiled.

As if some instinct emerged, he subconsciously got up and put the bread and barbecue in his hand in front of the girl.

The girl looked at Artimu in disbelief, and he smiled back and nodded silently, signaling that he could accept it with confidence.

A subtle voice came out.

The child devoured bread, and Yadimu stood beside him with his sword, looking at this scene with a somewhat dazed expression.

"Does the world where the memory is really exist?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, he was inexplicably a little dazed.