Most of the elite trolls are still dead, killed by "Ma Youfu's acid arrows".

Even though Matthew Seer had never learned and memorized this spell, Matthew still successfully cast it once.

Moreover, it successfully hit the elite troll's head, causing a total of 8 points of damage, which just took away its remaining health.

"Ding, kill the elite aberration troll, get 2000 experience points, skill points x2, and get 231 destiny coins."

"What? Destiny coin?"

"So, if I don't kill this elite troll in advance, at least dozens of people will die in his hands..."

"In other words, the future achievements of this little girl who was rescued will not be simple? At least, her potential should be like this..."

With his mind spinning over and over again, but without any restraint in his movements, Matthew waved to Butler Ralph and whispered in his ear:

"Send someone to check the body to see if there are any materials that can be recycled. Remember to be careful."

"Bring the medicine, treat the little girl and other people in the village, and arrange for manpower to conduct night watch patrols."

Then, Matthew walked back into the carriage. He pretended just now, but now the "backlash" is coming!

The surging mana was pouring into his body continuously, causing energy to wash away over and over again, as well as very intense pain.

"This is...a gift from the Magic Network!"

Under Matthew's disbelieving gaze, his upper limit of mana soared from 260 points to 280 points, and then stopped changing.

Moreover, Matthew felt an inexplicable will, looked over quietly, and then disappeared secretly without knowing it.

Matthew suddenly remembered at this moment that the real Ma Youfu acid arrow spell had not yet been created by the arcanist Ma Youfu!

This time point will be about 8 years later.

In other words, in the memory of the Magic Network, this is a brand-new, unprecedented spell.

Moreover, the Magic Network has a very high evaluation of it, allowing Matthew to obtain an increase in the maximum mana limit that can be obtained by creating a second-level spell!

Matthew is not surprised by this result. After all, "Ma Youfu's Acid Arrow" does amazing damage and has outstanding effects. It will be listed as one of the most cost-effective second-level spells in the future.

Almost all spellcasters will learn this second-level spell in the future, and it will naturally receive the highest evaluation.

Moreover, Matthew can clearly feel that the gift of the magic network brings not only an increase in the upper limit of a certain mana value, but also a lot of understanding of the structure and understanding of this model.

"If this is the case, I still remember many things that have not been invented in my mind..."

Matthew had an inexplicable impulse, but he suddenly woke up with a cold sweat on his back, and suppressed this undue greed.

"Occasionally creating a spell can also be understood as a personal talent and talent."

"But if you continue to create many structural crystal planes and use very practical spells, you will definitely be regarded as a monster!"

"Even the former will encounter many inexplicable dangers, such as the assassination at the age of 6, and the assassination that just ended..."

"If it's the latter, I'm afraid it will attract the attention of some terrifying entities..."

Before he had enough ability to protect himself, Matthew didn't think he could hide his secrets under the gaze of those terrifying beings.

Once their memories are known to them, it will definitely have disastrous consequences...

Re-suppressing his restless heart, Matthew continued to strengthen his psychological construction to prevent himself from getting carried away in daily life, and at the same time he also became vigilant:

"It's not an option to be so passive all the time. You will always suffer a loss if you fight alone..."

While thinking this, Matthew turned to look at Yaya, who was sleeping soundly, and noticed that the convoy had entered Bay Village.

The surge of fatigue and sleepiness came over him. After setting up a few warning spells, Matthew slowly closed his eyes and began to meditate for the first time in this world.

Many detailed memories and detailed pictures came to mind one by one, and Matthew accepted, absorbed, and integrated them all.

However, the washing of these memory scenes could not shake Ma Xiu in the slightest. He simply absorbed these memories as some absorbable knowledge and would not be affected.

Unconsciously, Matthew felt as if his consciousness had entered a surging river, wandering up and down with the ups and downs of the waves.

This feeling was intoxicating until I heard the urgent call of Yaya:

"Daddy...come back soon..."

Suddenly waking up, Matthew felt that his consciousness was quickly recovered, his thinking became clear and sharp again, and he gradually gained control of his consciousness.

Then, he saw a face painting outlined by simple lines in his mind, depicting his face.

What's interesting is that when Matthew looks deeper, he can see the lines that make up the scroll, which are spell models one after another.

"Boy, is this what meditation is?"

"Carve the spell model into the soul, reshape it bit by bit, and transform the soul's form?"

"This is the light spell. There are 8 mana nodes in total, 3 of which have been optimized. Is this the specific performance of LV3?"

"It's true. There are 10 mana nodes in Sleep, and 5 of them are already shining brightly. If I can optimize and transform the 6th one, can I raise it to LV6?"

"This is..."

The unprecedented meditation scene made Matthew have a great time, but he soon felt tired and understood immediately.

The time limit for meditation has expired, and neither the soul nor the body can support it anymore.

Matthew finally fell asleep and spent his first day in this world!

March 2, 129.

Thick dark clouds blocked the sunshine.

A hint of coolness comes slowly.

The ticking slanting wind and drizzle blew for about half an hour, then gradually went back and disappeared into the distant wilderness.

A row of round wooden piles surrounds the entire Bay Village, covered with traces of bites and claws.

There is a wooden door on each side of the village, and several soldiers are taking turns standing guard. This was something that did not exist before.

Four dirt roads covered with mud pits lead from the wooden gate to the center of the village.

Most of the houses in Bay Village are made of wood, and the low eaves are dotted with iron hooks, with many gray-white cod hanging on them.

Every household took advantage of the rain to stop and quickly took out their fishing tools, carefully repaired the seams, and carefully filled them.

There are only two times a year, and the time to go to the beach to catch cod is coming soon.

This is almost the only income that the villagers of Haiwan Village have besides the income from farming.

Taking advantage of this time when everyone is here, many people are talking non-stop, talking about the shortcomings of the family or the harvest of the fields.

Of course, it is indispensable to mention the convoy that just arrived last night and the new lord.

Especially the villagers who I saw with my own eyes last night are talking vividly at the moment, giving people an immersive feeling.

Of course, this is an exaggeration.
Chapter completed!