Astral Apostle

   Chapter 18 Hunter's Breath

  Alien blood medicine has a high lethality, so even if you know that this is an extraordinary way, not everyone has this kind of courage.

   Hearing Zhou Jing's willingness, Baron was overjoyed and laughed happily, his thick and fluffy beard twitched, and the corners of his mouth almost reached the back of his ears.

   "Hahaha... Then from tomorrow, I will train you myself and pass on all my experience to you! The training may be hard, but I think you will be fine!"

  Balong waved his hand, arrogantly.

   "Okay." Zhou Jing nodded calmly.

   Having a guide is definitely more convenient than groping yourself.

  …

   It was agreed to meet at the training ground in the village tomorrow. Zhou Jing said goodbye to Baron and walked around the village with Griff.

  Shuangmu Village is small, but it has all the internal organs, taverns, blacksmith shops, leather armor shops, mills, etc., there are all the necessary items.

According to Griff, the Blackshirt Forest is very vast. It stretches down from the Shebert Mountains. Only a part of the forest area crosses the border of the empire, and the rest are outside the border. Those are unknown areas, and the Terra Empire has never The plan to open up, so it is very desolate.

   Frostwood Village is located in the northern part of the Terra Empire. Because it is next to the Black Shirt Forest, it is very remote. Generally, there are no past traders or travelers. Only some alien hunters who plan to enter the Black Shirt Forest occasionally pass by the village.

   There is a very prosperous town only a short distance to the south. Frostwood Village is one of the villages under the name of the lord of that town.

   Zhou Jing walked around, but did not see any facilities similar to a medical hall or a pharmacy, so he couldn't help asking:

   "Why didn't you see the witch doctor in the village?"

   "He doesn't live in the village, we built him a house outside the village, some distance away," Griff explained.

   Zhou Jing was a little puzzled: "Why does he have to live outside the village, isn't it inconvenient if he needs a doctor urgently?"

   "Indeed...but he said that the preparation of the potion needs a quiet environment, otherwise it is easy to make mistakes."

  Griff said, and couldn't help complaining:

   "But even so, he always fails to make potions. Our hunters often collect herbs for him, but he didn't make a few potions. If it wasn't for the lack of potions, Will might have survived..."

   Zhou Jing thought of the image of [Death Replay], his eyes narrowed, and he pretended to be ignorant and asked: "He didn't give Will medicine?"

   "Hey, he said he ran out of potions, so he could only simply treat the wound and pray for luck." Griff shook his head.

   always feel very problematic...

   Zhou Jing suppressed his doubts, thought about it, and asked curiously, "Aren't you going to drive away such a pharmacist?"

Griff shook his head: "He is very good at treating some minor ailments, and he often treats injuries to hunters. He stayed in the village for several years, and everyone is familiar with it. Before him, even a serious pharmacist in our village was a pharmacist. No, so that's all there is to it."

   "Understood." Zhou Jing nodded and took it to heart.

   It seems that we need to find some time to contact this witch doctor...

   However, development is still the main focus at present, and a little attention to this matter is enough.

  I am an outsider, and it is not convenient to do anything until I fully integrate into the village.

   Not long after, Griff took Zhou Jing to an empty room, which was the residence assigned to Zhou Jing by the village.

   This house used to live in a family, and later moved to a town, so the house was vacant and used to store some sundries, and now it is given to Zhou Jing to temporarily live.

  The house was cleaned, and there was a basket full of vegetables and rice bags next to the door, which were food supplies from the village chief.

   The three simply cleaned up, and soon it was evening, Griff took his leave, and went home with his wife and children to heat up on the stove.

   Zhou Jing closed the door, leaving only him and Ross in the room, staring with big eyes.

"Can you cook?"

  “…”

  Ross silently picked up the knife, held it in his hand, and looked at the vegetables in the basket, as if facing a great enemy.

   "Stop! Forget it, I don't dare to eat what you made."

   Zhou Jing was helpless.

  You hold this knife, and those who don’t know it think you are going to kill.

The living facilities in this era are relatively primitive, but Zhou Jing is not clueless. When he traveled the last time, he found that the development stage of the alien world was similar to the medieval period of the mother star era, so during the cooling down period of the shuttle, special investigation I checked some relevant living habits and made some preparations.

  All kinds of life tools are not used or not used, but they can still be used by groping.

   It doesn't matter if you don't know the unique vegetables in the alien world, then make a mess of it, and he can eat it if he feels it.

  While Zhou Jing was trying to cook, Ross silently stood by and watched, as if he was studying.

   Zhou Jing glanced at him, hoping he really understood.

   In this way, Ross can at least play the role of a chef and be a reliable tool person... Instead of standing next to a boss like now, just waiting for the meal to start.

   "I'm looking for a follower, I'm just looking for a baby to take care of..." Zhou Jing was in a complicated mood.

  …

   That night.

  Moonlight poured in from the window, quiet and lonely.

   Even though the night was not yet deep, the villagers had all returned to their homes, and Shuangmu Village was quiet, with only the occasional barking of dogs and intermittent suppressed moans.

  —In the era of lack of entertainment, the night is long, and there is really nothing else to do except make babies.

   "Do as the locals do, do as the locals do..."

  Zhou Jing sat at the table, muttered twice, and observed the sky outside the window.

  I saw two moons, one big and one small, hanging in the night sky, one white and one green, and the distant stars were shining brightly.

  —If you look at it this way, the so-called astral world should also be a complete universe.

   "Then the "Alien Beast World" I am in may be just a planet here?" Zhou Jing thought.

   Lack of intelligence, he didn't make a blind analysis, just kept this conjecture in his mind.

   Zhou Jing already had an idea about the action plan of the Astral Apostle—mainly focusing on development. First, find a way to obtain alien blood enhancement, and then live longer to collect enough Astral Points. When it grows to a certain point, try to pass the customs.

  Because the ability inheritance slot will be obtained when the death is settled, and the training results can be passed on to the next apostle, so the benefits of cultivation are very high, and the strength of penance will not be wasted and accumulated for the future.

  Although the goal was to clear the main world within two months, Zhou Jing knew that he couldn’t make a fat man in one bite.

   So I need a "novice village" that provides a stable environment for development... and the conditions of Frostwood Village are obviously very suitable.

   "On the first night in Frostwood Village, it was a preliminary integration, and everything went more smoothly than I expected... The influence left by the last apostle is indeed very helpful for my start, and Will's sacrifice is very meaningful."

   Zhou Jing breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relaxed and happy.

  —I’m new here, so I’ll talk about it tonight.

   He went to bed and covered the quilt, suddenly thought of something, and said to Ross, who was standing in the corner and thinking:

   "By the way, you go to another bed to sleep, don't stand there stupidly... Remember to call me at dawn tomorrow."

  Ross heard the words, strode to the other bed, and lay directly on it, with his hands folded in front of his chest, but his head was facing Zhou Jing's direction, staring straight at him.

   Zhou Jing's mouth twitched.

   "Don't stare at me, and don't hide your pupils in your eye sockets..."

  Ross understood, and withdrew his gaze, stared blankly at the ceiling, and lay the corpse upright.

   "Close your eyes! Cover the quilt!"

  Ross brushed on the quilt, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep.

   But he still left a slit in his eyes, and glanced at Zhou Jing quietly.

  Zhou Jing took a deep breath, only feeling the nerves bulge.

   He couldn't bear it any longer, without saying a word... turned over and faced inward.

   If I can't see it, it doesn't exist!

  …

   The next morning.

  Zhou Jing was woken up by the humanoid self-propelled alarm clock Ross, and came to the training ground wearing the light of the sun, and found that Baron was waiting here early.

   Seeing Zhou Jing, Balong didn't greet him, but straight to the point:

   "Starting today, I will teach you how to become an alien hunter... Do you know the history of alien hunters?"

   "Roughly I know." Zhou Jing nodded, and asked about it when he was traveling last time.

   "That's good. In short, the alien hunter was born in the barbaric era and has a long history. It is an ancient and glorious profession to protect human beings from alien threats."

   A proud look appeared on Baron's face.

He paused and continued: "The premise of becoming an alien hunter is to use alien blood potions to gain extraordinary power... But alien blood potions are lethal, and rash use may result in sudden death. After generations of exploration, people Only then did we find the law to reduce the risk.”

   "What's the law?" Zhou Jing was curious.

   "With a body that has been tempered and approached the limits of the human body, it is not easy to fail when using potions... In other words, the stronger the body is trained before using potions, the easier it is to survive the enhancement of abnormal blood, and the better the enhancement effect."

   Zhou Jing's eyes suddenly lit up.

   The higher the basic physical attribute, the higher the enhancement bonus... This is too beneficial for him.

   Starting with 10 points of physical fitness, it is already a level that many people find it difficult to achieve. I am afraid that when Baron uses the potion, his physical fitness is not as high as his.

   At this moment, Baron suddenly took off his shirt, showing a strong body with scars. Under Zhou Jing's surprised gaze, he said in a deep voice:

   "Your physical talent is amazing, but there is still room for improvement, so my training goal for you is to train your body and try to become stronger.

   And the regular exercise method is estimated to have limited effect on you, so I will teach you a technique that is only circulated in the hunter circle. "

   said, Baron's eyes bulged and he took a deep breath.

   "Hunter's Breath · Forge!"

   His breathing pattern suddenly changed to a strange frequency, and the well-defined muscles of his upper body trembled like water waves.

  Baron picked up a stone plate from the ground and quickly curled with one hand, but the muscle activity was a little different from ordinary exercise, and the muscle groups used were trembling at a high frequency.

   Zhou Jing looked at it for a while and was confused about the principle, but he probably understood the effect.

   This looks like… it can improve fitness?

  Baron raised it dozens of times, then threw the stone plate away.

   With his physical strength, this should be a very easy exercise, and it would be easy to lift a few hundred times, but at this time, he was sweating all over and breathing heavily, as if he was engaged in intense activity.

   He wiped his sweat, calmed his breath, and explained:

"Hey, this technique can greatly improve the effect of exercise... but it consumes a lot of physical strength. Generally, only alien blood warriors can use it. Ordinary people will get tired after a few times, but your physical strength is far superior to ordinary people, just use this method to quickly Squeeze physical strength."

   Hearing this, Zhou Jing was a little curious.

   "You invented this technique?"

   "No, I learned it from my teacher."

  Balon paused for a while, as if thinking of some not-so-good memories in the past, he was slightly absent-minded.

   But he quickly restrained his expression, looked at Zhou Jing, and said sternly:

"In the past, alien beast hunters gradually developed a set of secret skills called 'hunter's breathing technique' in the battle with alien beasts, which were inherited and improved by generations of alien beast hunters, resulting in more types and uses. different...

  Unfortunately, some breathing techniques have been passed down, while others have been lost as hunters died in battle. My teacher only has two kinds, so I only have two kinds.

   One is just shown, usually used to exercise, I will teach you. The other is to improve your strength in battle and use it to wrestle with alien beasts. Your physique is not enough to learn, so don’t think about it for the time being. "

   Listening to Baron's introduction, Zhou Jing's eyes moved slightly.

   Hunter's Breath?

   sounds like a bit of an extraordinary skill - at least it's more reliable than rolling iron.

   (end of this chapter)