Astral Apostle Chapter 18: Hunter’s Breath

The different blood potions are highly lethal, so even if they know that this is an extraordinary way, not everyone has such courage.

Hearing that Zhou Jing was willing, 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 starting tomorrow, I will train you myself and pass on all my experience to you! The training may be tough, but I think you will be fine!"

Baron waved his hand, arrogantly.

"Okay." Zhou Jing nodded calmly.

It is definitely more convenient to have a guide than to **** on your own.

…

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.

Although Frostwood Village is small, it has all the internal organs, a tavern, a blacksmith shop, a leather armor shop, a mill, and so on.

According to Griff, the Blackshirt Forest is very vast, stretching down from the Shebert Mountains, only a part of the forest area crosses the border of the Empire, the rest is beyond the border, those are unknown areas, Terra The empire has never planned to expand, so it is very desolate.

Frostwood Village is located in the northern part of the Terra Empire. It is very remote because it is adjacent to the Black Shirt Forest. 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 hospital 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 requires 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 video 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.

I always feel that there is a problem...

Zhou Jing suppressed his doubts, thought for a while, and asked curiously, "Aren't you driving such a pharmacist away?"

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, there were even serious people in our village. There are no pharmacists, so that's all it takes."

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

It seems that I need to find a time to contact this witch doctor...

However, development is 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, but after moving to a town, the house was vacated and used to store some sundries, and now it is given to Zhou Jing to live in temporarily.

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

The three of them simply cleaned up, and soon it was evening. Griff took his leave, and went home with his wife and children 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 make."

Zhou Jing was helpless.

You hold this knife, and those who don't know it think you're going to kill someone.

The living facilities of 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 , especially checked some relevant living habits information, and made some preparations.

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

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 thinks it can.

While Zhou Jing was trying to cook, Ross stood silently on the sidelines, 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 in the future, 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 looking for a baby to take care of..." Zhou Jing was in a complicated mood.

…

That night.

The moonlight poured in from the window, quiet and lonely.

Although the night was not yet deep, the villagers had all returned to their homes. Shuangmu Village was quiet, except for 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, and do as the locals do..."

Zhou Jing sat at the table, muttered a few words, 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 heart.

Zhou Jing already had an idea for the action plan of the Astral Apostle—mainly focusing on development, first trying to get the alien blood enhancement, then living longer and collecting 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 Shuangmu Village are obviously very suitable.

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

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

——New arrivals, 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 about it:

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

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

The corner of 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 at the ceiling blankly, and lay the corpse upright.

"Close your eyes! Cover the quilt!"

Ross brushed back on the quilt, closing his eyes and pretending to be asleep.

But he still had a slit in his eye, and he secretly glanced at Zhou Jing.

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

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

If I can't see it, I don't think it exists!

…

The next morning.

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

Seeing Zhou Jing, Balong didn't say anything, just straight to the point:

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

"I know roughly." Zhou Jing nodded, and asked about it during the last shuttle.

"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 look of pride 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. Only after groping, people found the law to reduce the risk."

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

"A body that has been tempered and approached the limits of the human body will not fail easily when using the potion... That is to say, the stronger the body is trained before the potion is used, the easier it is to survive the enhancement of abnormal blood, and the stronger the enhancement effect will be." /

Zhou Jing's eyes suddenly lit up.

The higher the basic physical attribute, the higher the enhancement bonus... This is too beneficial to 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 time, 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 the training goal I have arranged 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. "

Saying that, 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 bit different from ordinary exercise. The muscle groups used were trembling with high frequency~IndoMTL.com~ Zhou Jing watched it for a while, Confused about the principle, but probably understood the effect.

This seems to... improve fitness?

After a few dozen strokes, Baron threw the stone plate away.

With his physical strength, this should be a very easy exercise, and it would be easy to lift hundreds of 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:

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

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-favorable memories in the past, slightly absent-minded.

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

"In the past, alien hunters gradually developed a set of secret skills called 'Hunter's Breathing Technique' in the battle with alien beasts, which were passed down and improved by generations of alien hunters, resulting in more Varieties, different uses...

It is a pity that some breathing techniques have been passed down, and some have been lost with the hunter's death. My teacher only has two kinds, so I only have two kinds.

One is shown just now. I usually use it 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?

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