In the far north of the continent, where the frost falls, the eternal midwinter turns the earth into a pure white permafrost.

But even in this difficult and dangerous situation, where even the birds stop, there are also footprints of intelligent creatures.

On the edge of the polar regions, a tundra port built by humans and glacial dwarves with great effort began navigation last month.

This newly built ice-free port brought warm southern business travel, goods, people, and technology......

and the otherworldly soul from the bear province of Huaxu - Chen Zhou, whose name is a little unlucky here.

The so-called sunken boat has thousands of sails on the side, and thousands of trees are spring in front of the sick tree.

Although the crossing has caused him to never see his hometown again, if he can meet the expectations placed in his name by his parents, he can also comfort their souls in the sky.

In any case, he had spent a whole month since he bought a life plan book at a used bookstore and traveled from Earth to this world.

From humans to tigers, except for the fact that the calculation speed has become a little slow, and until now, they have occasionally fallen on the ground due to physical discomfort, and there seems to be no special disadvantages.

His physical abilities are better, his senses are sharper, and his bloodline and soul both unlock his warlock talent.

I can't help it if I don't like cats, at least compared to the Siberian tiger that has crossed into reality, but the tiger man who looks close to the Siberian tiger is already considered lucky.

And if you look closely, the big cats of two or three hundred pounds are actually quite cute......

Crossing into an alien race is not a problem, the biggest dilemma he faces is actually the unknown of this world.

Isn't a warlock the kind of class where green-skinned orcs play with evil powers?

Why did it originate according to the bloodline and talent awakening spell?

What does magic mean in this world?

What is the status of the caster?

Is the warlock being shouted at by everyone?

In the past month, Chen Zhou, who has no special skills and has to make a living from fishing, has been asking the locals for common sense in all aspects, and has never shown his ability to cast spells.

It's a pity that most of the sailors who have been in the cheap taverns in the harbor have little knowledge, and there is a big question mark over whether the information they get from the drunkard's mouth is worth trusting.

"Tom, your fish is ready!"

The halfling waiter carrying a large plate of grilled fish from the back kitchen caught the attention of many in the tavern, focusing on the whole processed grilled fish on the plate.

This time, Tom caught at least 30 pounds of fish!

The sailors couldn't help but talk about how it was difficult to catch such a big fish even at sea, but the other party could bring one or two every day.

One eats by himself, and the other sells to taverns.

In the past month, the most talked about by the sailors of the Tundra Harbor is how big a tiger man has caught a certain fish, and how big a fish is his limit, and discuss his fishing secrets.

In this regard, Chen Zhou said that God can't feed without eating.

As soon as he stood at the water's edge, the fish would come to their side, even if they didn't do anything, they could have the best nesting effect.

Maybe it's the Warlock's ability.

"Good work, Mir, do you want to eat?" Chen Zhou kindly took the tray that seemed to be heavier than a halfling.

Mir's eyes flickered and he declined: "Well, there is still a little leftover in the back kitchen." ”

It seems that there are enough so-called leftovers to feed him.

Ignoring such trivial matters, he silently enjoyed the fruits of his labor.

It's not that food is silent, but those who have tasted modern cuisine have to face a bland, salty, and at best, unsavory grilled fish with an unknown spice and honey.

Delicious is delicious, but no matter how you say it, you will get tired of eating it for a month, and it is really difficult to swallow it without forcing yourself.

But this appearance of eating slowly is a different scene in the eyes of others.

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And just when Chen Zhou, who said that he didn't want to be honest, was about to finish a whole plate of grilled fish slowly and methodically.

Suddenly there was a thunderous drum beat behind him.

Following the reputation, he found that the sound came from a guest who was silently drinking while watching him eat, who was thinly dressed and weathered, and there was nothing on the table except a glass of ale that Chen Zhou hated so much.

After thinking for a while, Chen Zhou, who had been granted amnesty, proposed: "It's rare to meet the same clan, so why don't you eat together?" ”

The other party is an alien with brown-yellow hair, black lines and a slender tail, and his appearance also has feline signs, but it is probably caused by a long period of hunger, and he looks more than a hundred pounds thinner than Chen Zhou.

With his shallow knowledge and biological knowledge that is better than nothing, he thinks that the other party may be a hungry and thin tiger man.

"It's different, you're a tiger clan, and Lightning is a spotted cat person, we're far away."

Despite this emphasis, the Spotted Cat Man sat across from the Good Samaritan with his wine glass: "Thank you Lord of Cats for the gift." ”

“？”

Chen Zhou slowly typed a question mark.

It sounds like the lord of the cat is probably the god that the spotted cat people believe in.

Considering that the spotted cat man can help him finish the rest of the meal so as not to waste food, he didn't care about such a trivial matter.

However, the fish-eating guest wanted to satisfy his desire to talk more than his mouth.

"Lightning is lightning, the spotted cat people from the Great Sand Sea are 108,000 miles away from your tiger clan."

"In the oasis of the Great Sand Sea, there is a El Dorado, you know? It is a golden land that all adventurers love to visit, and the lord of the city, Eldridge, is a legend who has lived for hundreds of years. ”

"It's a pity that the city that never sleeps in the desert is too poor and luxurious, and it is impossible to move an inch without money, and the lightning owes a debt of thousands of gold coins, so he has to run away overnight to the pure white frozen soil to avoid the limelight."

"Alas, it's too cold in the Northland, and Lightning still misses the desert."

Spotted Cat Lightning calls himself the Bard, a master of magic with music and singing.

I came to the Northland not only to escape debts, but also to leave a manuscript left by a legendary poet, the Creation Word.

The Word of Creation is the word of the gods, the poetry of the universe, the echo of creation, and the end of music.

Lightning was fascinated by his curiosity about the ultimate melody, which led him to go against his warm nature and seek out the Northlands.

Then he spent all his travel expenses in order to keep warm, and was reduced to being helped by a passer-by who couldn't even tell the difference between a tiger man and a spotted cat person.

"Ahem, I think we do look similar." Chen Zhou, who lacks common sense knowledge, decided to turn the page, "So, you are a knowledgeable poet? ”

"Of course, Lightning graduated from the Creation Academy, is a descendant of the Platinum Dragon King and the Dragon Queen, and his understanding of the Song of Creation even makes all the students and even the teachers bow down!"

It sounded like a mess, and Chen Zhou thought to himself, dragons, creation, and creation are no longer the realm that mortals can involve.

So he knocked on the side and said, "Really? I don't believe it, I'll test you - do you know what a warlock is? ”