Seven days passed.
William headed west. There was no one else accompanying him.
Seven days ago, Odom finally revealed his identity. William did not blame him. He even said that if there was a chance, he would help him restore his country.
But the power of the City of Dawn did not seem to be able to do so.
But when Odom heard the heartfelt words from the Lord, he was extremely grateful. He patted his chest and shouted. He swore his loyalty to William.
This made their relationship even better. When they came out, some of their companions were stunned.
…
Was the Blackleaf forest considered a rainforest?
It was not.
Because there was a lot of rain here, but the actual rainfall was not that exaggerated. It was far from being a rainforest.
But if it really rained …
It felt like a rainforest.
It was already the end of summer. But for the Blackleaf forest, the temperature was normal, even in winter.
When William left the City of Dawn, the second round of sowing had begun.
In a place where the temperature was 330 days a year, if one wanted to plant continuously, they could plant three times a year.
But this would cause too much harm to the fertile land, so William did not agree.
The farming methods of the farmers in the City of Dawn were very different from before.
The key was the use of 'fertilizer'.
There were many toilets in the City of Dawn. More than 60,000 people defecated every day. Normal civilians did not believe that a small amount of stinky feces would produce high-yield crops.
But the city lord had listened to the slanderous words of a mage.
In the City of Dawn, where one's words were the law, the civilians could only pinch their noses and bury their feces.
…
It was raining cats and dogs.
Pitter-Patter sounds could be heard all around.
William, who was wearing the Thunder equipment set, did not rush in the rain. Instead, he went to the roadside and found a tree with large leaves for him and his horse to take shelter from the rain.
"Slanderous words. I just don't dare to expose myself." William knew his own limitations. This game could be considered realistic. Many methods used in the real world could be used here as well.
Now, he could feel that this world was like a real world. If he did not have the identity of an NPC, he would have been reborn in another world.
He would not have been reborn in a game.
But if many things that did not belong to this world suddenly appeared.
Other people would not be too curious.
However, future players might dig through history to find the contributors to this plan.
Who do players belong to?
They were a group of people who were full of curiosity and had nothing better to do when they had nothing better to do.
William didn't dare to bring out advanced knowledge, so he could only use some real world technology.
Fortunately, this world had the ability to make paper, brew wine, compass, and so on. He did not need to waste too much effort, nor could he find any other ideas. All he did was use a small trick to slightly increase the food production in his territory.
"A normal person's brain wouldn't be able to imagine that I'm a player who transmigrated into an NPC. But there's no harm in being careful. Putting the blame on a Mage is always reasonable." William took a few bites of his rations and drank two mouthfuls of water. He watched as the rain that had been falling for an hour finally dissipated.
Only then did he lead the horse and hurried on the muddy road.
The path that they had painstakingly opened up became difficult to walk again because of the rain.
Looking at his back from afar and seeing his every step, it gave off a heavy feeling.
Because in the end, he was still living carefully.
He was a reborn person who could not reveal his secrets.
In this magnificent God and Devil world, William could only choose to drag out an ignoble existence. He could only choose to use all the time he had to make himself stronger, so that it would be easier for him to establish a foothold in this world.
He wanted to lick.
Because he was afraid of death. He needed someone to shelter him from the wind and rain when he was weak.
He wanted to surf.
Because he wanted his followers to feel the power of a Lord.
He did not want to be buried along with the war between the human nations.
He did not want to die in the darkness invasion in the future.
He also did not want to be nameless in the future versions, like those slaves whose lives were controlled by others!
But he was a reborn person with countless fatal secrets. If there was an accident, he would be discovered by others. They might even catch him, torture him, and study him!
So.
He wanted to become stronger, to become extremely powerful.
In this world, there were Giant Dragons that could cover the sky with their wings.
In another dimension, there were Gods and Devils that wanted to descend to the mortal world!
In the terrifying underground world, there were countless dark creatures that wanted to invade this continent.
"Only when I become strong can I truly control my own fate." William's confidence was like his footsteps. Step by step, it became deeper and stronger.
No reborn person or transmigrator could face everything easily after coming to the alternate world.
But those who could survive often had to face others with a cheerful attitude.
They used their tone and actions to show that they were strong enough.
But who could truly know whether these people were happy, lonely, and helpless in their hearts?
"So … these are the reasons why I have become a bootlicker? Hmm, that's enough!" William smiled happily.
He liked to think of his own persona. Then, he would gradually draw out his fantasies. In the end, this would become the cornerstone for him to move forward.
After all, a person wanted to grow.
Not only did he need a goal.
He also needed a strong heart.
Of course, a brain full of wisdom was also indispensable.
…
It was difficult to walk in the rain.
William walked alone. Unlucky things happened one after another. For example, when it rained, the clouds would always float above his head. There were no other places.
He only discovered this after he climbed to the top of the tree.
Fortunately, the Lord knew that he only had 3 points of luck. If he did not walk with the others, he would definitely be unlucky.
"But what can I do?"
William did not want others to find out that he was giving gifts …
Fortunately, after walking for a day, William finally reached his destination.
He was covered in mud. Before anyone discovered him, he dived into a small lake to clean himself up.
Clothes make the man. Including the bonus of his equipment, William's looks … charm was close to 140 points.
Muddy equipment would not reduce his combat power, but the bonus of charm would definitely be greatly reduced.
After some cleaning.
The moment William lowered his head to look at the lake, his eyes instantly widened.
"I've actually become more handsome …"
He could not help but mutter. Could it be that there was no limit to his looks?
Fortunately, the Lord was calm enough. He took a deep breath and appeared in the Blue Moon Town in the most elegant posture.
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