Wilson Castle.
Whoa!
The heavy rain fell down with thunder and lightning.
As the highest and noble building within a hundred miles, the walls of Wilson Castle are covered with the blood fingerprints of starving refugees. People in the castle have long expected a heavy rain to clean it.
A dozen or so farm servants wearing dirty clothes and holding strange plants in their hands are guarding outside. Guards wearing bright silver armor look up to these people in the rain free place and block them out.
A very handsome young man with pale face and thin body waited here for a long time in noble clothes. The eye-catching color of the clothes revealed his identity, the second son of Baron Wilson, Glo Wilson.
He went forward to push the guards away:
"Let them in, or when they freeze to death, you can farm."
The other guards dare not stop them and let the farm servants enter in.
In the porch of the castle.
Each farmer servant held the strange plants in his hand and looked at Glo kindly.
It is said that Baron Wilson's second son is addicted to herbalism, and every farm servant who brings rare herbs can get food rewards.
Glow checked the plants in the hands of the farm servants in turn.
[Parsing...]
[There is no suitable ingredient for improving physique and getting rid of weakness...]
Glo shook his head.
Holding a huge orange plant that looks like an onion, the farmer servant lowered his head.
[Parsing...]
[There are suitable ingredients for improving physique and getting rid of weakness...]
"Is there nothing to gain again?"
Glow checked the herbs brought by the farm maid one by one.
…
[Abnormal active factors are found, which can be used as the core component of health medicine, and medicine is being improved]
"Oh?"
Glo looked at the red cane man in his hand, and then looked up at the farm maid who had brought it. The wrinkled old man was smiling at him blandly. Nervously rubbing the corners of his blue clothes.
"Come on, fat man."
The butler beside Glo is called Lord Anthony by everyone. He has been following Glo since Baron Wilson set up his family business. At this moment, he is totally without the appearance of a soldier and butler. He runs to Glo with flattery.
"What's the matter, young master?"
"This, this, and this are left, and the others are put into my warehouse. These people each give ten pounds of brown bread to send them back."
And whispered in the fat man's ear:
"Give him twenty pounds for his blue clothes. By the way, ask him where he picked them up. Take someone to look for them."
After giving orders, Glo hurried to his room with things, and the fat man nodded and bowed behind.
Glo's room has been transformed into a herbal medicine preparation room. After putting the things he just got on the table, Glo sighed.
"It has been a while since I crossed here, and finally I have got together."
Glo is not a person in this world, and his real name doesn't matter anymore.
As a middle level player in a small game company in a previous life, he was forced to watch others' faces in order to keep his job. One day, he could not stand it. When he worked overtime, his heart suddenly felt uncomfortable
"It is hard to say whether it is unfortunate or lucky."
Let's take things as they come.
It's not easy to live again. This time, we should live without regret!
The current status is very good. It's just the world
Glo knew for sure what kind of world he was in. There were wizards and knights in this world, but witches were not accessible to legends, and knights were not easy to be.
There are not many good days outside the castle. There are wars and famines everywhere. The nobles bully the poor wantonly. This year, there was an extremely serious land pollution. All the food roots planted in the fields were destroyed, as if they had been burned
There is no legend that wizards recruit apprentices everywhere. Golog only heard about how many people died in that place after a wizard came and went, and which place was razed to the ground or blown into ruins by a wizard
Knights need harsh talents and conditions to be competent. Every nobleman who has successfully practiced Knight Breathing is a thousand enemies on the battlefield, and it is effortless to break armour and rubble.
"Since you have come to this world, how can you not become a wizard?"
Glo's eyes flashed a vision of witchcraft.
"The most important thing is strength! Now at least you must first gain strength and become a knight... cough..."
Glo shook his head.
Cough after saying a few words. How can this weak trait become a knight.
In a few days, his cheap father, Baron Wilson, came back. He promised to teach him and his eldest son the chivalric breathing method that was handed down from family.
I need to solve this physical problem quickly.
The original owner of this body has had this problem since childhood and is weak. In a martial family, this is undoubtedly fatal.
The weak physique makes it difficult to become a knight, and it is difficult to cultivate the skills of a knight. After becoming a knight, the strength is even weaker.
However, it seems that some nobles like his weak posture, probably because a great nobleman who is not a knight has the disease of tuberculosis. Now many little noblemen who cannot become knights and have poor talent are competing to be infected with tuberculosis, and their weak posture is also exposed to light.
Glo took a deep breath and put his hand on the table.
[Parsing...]
[According to the drug properties and pharmacology, the required steps are as follows...]
…
[Finally, crush the red vine and soak it in.]
This is the parsing panel that follows Glow through. It is a game panel designed by previous generations of Glow. The function is to analyze, whether it is medicine, herbal medicine, witchcraft, swordsmanship, breathing method, or anything, and then change its magic into the most suitable form according to the standard required by Golog.
Of course, the premise and strength of magic transformation depend on the analytic object itself and Golog's knowledge.
For example, now, Glow has put forward the requirement of "fitness" through his knowledge in the past life and the memory of the original owner as the knowledge base, and then the analysis panel will constantly analyze the surrounding herbs according to the requirements, and match the medicine properties to meet the requirements of Glow.
For this reason, Golog sent a farm servant to collect herbs for him. The farm servant did not know what herbs were good for, nor did Golog. He simply took what he met and gave precious food as reward.
Ten pounds of brown bread is enough for the refugees to kill for a period of time. Food is very precious in the famine years. So Glo asked to send them back, but others didn't dare to do anything after seeing the baron's armor
This group of people is the last, just as the materials are ready.
"What are you still going to do in there? Don't you know the young master is busy?"
"Mr. Anthony! You are here too. Here is a letter from the young master. Look..."
"Well, please send it in later. The young master is busy."
The fat housekeeper knocked on the door very carefully, and Glow walked in slowly after he said he would come in.
"Young master, everything has been handled. I will find two people to guard here later, so that no one will disturb you."
There is a little tone of merit in the words.
"Come on, get out of here. Good job."
The fat man's face suddenly smiled like a chrysanthemum, which was obscene and obsequious.
……
The fat housekeeper walked to the door with his hands behind his back.
The oncoming patrol guard greeted him with a smile:
"Mr. Anthony."
The fat man glared at him coldly and choked him:
"Remember, my name is yours, too? I'll call the housekeeper in the future."
The guard almost turned his back, and Anthony fell directly to the ground.
Anthony dragged his fat body to a shadow:
"Tell Master Lenny that he is still looking for flowers and plants everywhere and making herbs that he thinks he has. Tell him not to worry. I will watch here.
