Chess Master of Faerûn

There is no love and hate for no reason in the world, and there will be no pies in the sky. Such a generous gift from Belt can't be because he has the insight to recognize talents and sees that he has a bright future, so he befriended himself in advance, right?

Maybe there are some optimistic elements, but it only shows one thing, that is, what Belt got from himself is far more than this belt.

Thinking of some of the information William had told him before, it seemed that the fee he had saved for Belter to invite Master Habasser to act in person must be a sky-high price, otherwise he wouldn't be so happy.

Someone took this gift with peace of mind, and looked at the belt carefully. He saw that it was dark brown all over, simple in shape, about two inches wide, with checkered raised patterns on the surface, and the buckle was golden in color. The feeling of rough atmosphere.

After stroking and pinching again, I only feel that the touch from the fingertips is rough but soft, and it is tough and elastic when it is slightly bent and stretched.

After playing with it, he happily tied the belt around his waist, adjusted the tightness, closed the buckle, and suddenly felt an inexplicable force spreading from his waist and abdomen to his whole body.

The clear and obvious changes in the body urged Zhang Yuan to quickly open the attribute panel, and saw that the line of strength directly changed to:

Strength 19 (Hill Giant Strength Belt +3)

!Oh my god!

Although he already has some understanding of the function of this belt, this full three-point strength bonus still makes someone overjoyed.

After the blessing of this item, Zhang Yuan now has 19 points of strength. What kind of concept is this?

If the previous strength of 16 points can be called a strongman, 17 points is the champion of weightlifting, and 18 points is the limit of ordinary people (note, not mortals, that is, mortals).

The power beyond this limit cannot be achieved by ordinary people. No matter what kind of innate divine power, unless you have special blood in your body, such as: dragon veins, god descendants or giant blood, otherwise you can only step into the professional road, experience It takes relentless exercise and self-improvement to cross this line.

Originally, Zhang Yuan's strength was only 15 points, but after a month of hard training, his strength attribute was improved a little, which was beyond Shika's expectations at the time.

And this kind of improvement has been getting slower and slower since then, and even today Zhang Yuan's strength has only remained at the level of 16 points, and there has been no obvious breakthrough.

This is good, a belt lifted myself up to that level.

His originally mediocre strength has now become his strongest point. Apart from agility, he has almost no weaknesses in terms of physical fitness.

Then, only the accumulation of technology and experience is left!

Zheng~ Zhang Yuan pulled out the long sword and held it tightly in his hand. His fingers pressed up and down on the hilt, just like his changing heart at this time. He sometimes gritted his teeth, sometimes tightened the sword in his hand, bowed The drooping head also made it impossible for others to read any information from his expression and eyes.

Withdrawing the sword and leaving, it was just that someone's footsteps and back were clearly showing a kind of arrogance like shaking their heads.

Not in a hurry to return to the station, Zhang Yuan first went to a postman's post, spent a small amount of money and asked the scribe next to him for paper and pens, and wrote a letter to old Bantley in the friendly arm, to the effect that he would be told Regarding the fact that I am busy with affairs, I am unable to go to the Arm of Friendly to assist in the research of its summons in the near future.

As for whether Bantley will buy it or not, and whether he will jump his feet, then it doesn't matter about Zhang Yuan. Maybe it's because the other party can open a portal and beat him?

After a little hesitation, Zhang Yuan wrote another letter.

This is a letter of apology to the great mage, Tyrantir, who is far away in High Fort.

When I first visited Tyrantyr, I planned to visit again after returning to Baldur's Gate, but the plan could never keep up with the changes.

So many things happened during the period, and the agreement with Nancy and old Bentley had to be dealt with first, so the proposal with Tyrantyr had to be postponed again.

After writing, deliver both letters to the postman, pay, and leave.

Of course, there is a problem here, that is, how can these postmen deliver these letters to recipients in various places?

Regarding this point, he, Mr. Zhang, is not worried at all!

Don't you see, as long as someone sends you a letter, no matter where you are, whether it is in a crowded metropolis, or in a desolate and uninhabited wilderness;

No matter in the heavily guarded and heavily guarded Mage Tower, or the dark, damp and dangerous dungeon;

You don't have to worry, because conscientious postmen will always appear in front of you out of nowhere, handing you the letter that often represents the beginning of a big headache that will cause you headaches, and then And inexplicably disappeared.

You don't have to worry about the postmen's safety at all, and you don't have to wonder how the gang found themselves in such a shitty place.

He, Zhang, is 100% confident that these postmen are actually a group of planeswalkers in disguise.

As for why?What's wrong with the planeswalker, who is full enough to come out and take up a part-time job to earn extra money?

Zhang Yuan, who had returned to his station, no longer needed to hold back the urge he had long been eager to try. When he came to the training ground, he drew out his long sword and slashed at the training puppets.

The wind blows the fire, and the sword comes out like a dragon!

When the Tibu Blazing Sword was being swung, the flames ignited on the sword danced with the sword wind and the clear whistle, as if cheering for this unprecedented power.

As if a red rainbow passed across the puppet in front of him, the familiar reaction force in the past was greatly weakened this time, and the long sword that should have been stuck in the puppet overcame the difficult resistance this time and completely cut it off.

Cut it off!

The upper body of the fallen puppet hit the ground heavily, and a few flames were burning on the broken cut surface, without much roughness.

Zhang Yuan danced the sword in his hand a few times, and put the sword back into its sheath contentedly.

The impact of the increase in strength on one's own strength is really immediate, but the sudden increase in strength also needs to be practiced to truly master. The full-strength slashing just now made him a little unbearable and lost his balance.

But thinking that tomorrow is the battle training with that old woman Nancy, hum~ I want you to look good.

The next morning, after warming up, someone who was waiting for Nancy to come to the door finally waited for the master.

In the name of the sudden gain after the so-called epiphany, Zhang Yuan almost couldn't wait to initiate a challenge to Nancy.

Although he was surprised that the rookie in front of him changed his prevarication style and dared to challenge her, but it happened that he also deliberately took this opportunity to hone him, which saved him the trouble of arguing with him.

Nancy agreed immediately, and then the two took the training sword and started to fight. As soon as they touched each other, Nancy didn't notice any difference from the last time. Instead of improving, even the strength of swinging the sword was lower. A few points.

"Why are you so weak? Didn't you have breakfast today? Could it be that some handicrafts were done too frequently last night?" An old woman had a nasty smile on her face, and at the same time she kept attacking with her hands, Mouth sprayed with venom:

"However, I can understand that for you, a young man without a girlfriend, the means of entertaining the long night are really limited."

? ? ?Has the single dog eaten your rice?Aren't you obasan nobody wants?

Zhang Yuan, who was teased to the point of pain by the other party, became a little annoyed. He originally planned to hide his hand first, wait for the opportunity to make a full-fledged attack, and end the battle with one hammer, but he can't care so much now.

Fuck her!