Drops, spots that can absorb life energy are detected, and whether they are absorbed?

Drops, spots that can absorb mental energy are detected, and whether they are absorbed?

"yes."

Drops, being absorbed...

Drops, after absorbing, a total of 50 life energy points and 100 spiritual energy points are obtained.

Dip, get talent: Mingtong LV1.

"Huh? Have you obtained a new talent? Can you still get talent?"

The last prompt popped up on the data panel caught Parr's attention, and he looked at the data panel again.

Realm: Junior Knight Apprentice (0/100)

talent:

Get up on time LV1

Mingtong LV1 (Dark Vision)

Life energy point: 78

Spiritual energy point: 146

"I really have another talent! Dark vision? It should be night vision, right? This is amazing! Where does this talent come from? Could it be..."

Parr stared at the surroundings with his big eyes and found that the scene of the moonlight and dark night became like the daytime, and this talent could turn on and off by itself, which was very humane.

After experimenting, Parr then thought of the black-robed man's eyes that were emitting a glimmer of light. Could this talent be from the black-robed man? He was plundered after being killed by me?

Before Parr could think about it, he saw the red-haired man in a daze coming over and raised his hand and waved it in front of him.

"Hey! You're a little kid, what's wrong? Are you scared? "

“No, no.”

Parr came to his senses and turned off the data panel. It was not the time to think about this.

"Since you don't have it, then go and see that old man! You should be very familiar with him, right? Be mentally prepared, he..."

The red-haired man pointed to the old man Rotes who was lying between the two black-robed corpses behind Parr. Before he finished speaking, he shook his head and patted Parr on the shoulder, turned around and walked towards the bronze corpse who was standing there because of the death of the black-robed man. He stood there stupidly and was beaten by the phantom released by his skill.

"Old man!"

Parr remembered Mr. Rotes. Even though the soul who now dominates this body is an outside traveler, the time traveler who has accepted everything from Parr has also inherited Parr's feelings for Mr. Rotes, especially after he is determined to integrate into this world, he will not deliberately suppress it just because he is an outsider.

So Parr turned around and ran to the side of Mr. Rotes lying on the ground, and helped Mr. Rotes sit up with force.

"Ahem."

The old man Roths, who was so angry, coughed. He opened his turbid eyes and saw that it was Parr moved the corners of his mouth. He wanted to laugh, but he didn't laugh. He raised his arm but had no strength at all. He knew that his life had reached the end and he was not dead at this time because he could not let go of something in his heart.

"Pal, come here."

Mr. Roths' voice was very weak, but fortunately Parr was close, so he heard it.

"Old man, don't talk, I..."

Parr wanted to find someone to save Mr. Roths, but after thinking about it, no one could save him. The people in Haystack Village were not good. The red-haired man had already made it clear just now, and he couldn't, so Mr. Roths was no longer able to save him.

"Pal..."

Mr. Roth could feel the vitality in his body passing by at a rapid speed. As soon as it was soon, death was about to come. This made him feel a little anxious. How could he die before the final thing was explained?

“Get closer!”

Mr. Roths' voice became louder. Pal knew that he had something important to tell him, so he quickly lowered his head and listened.

"You old man, I'm listening!"

"The fruit tree in my yard is buried under the tree..."

In the end, Mr. Roths still didn't finish his words, but a peaceful smile appeared on his face. It was enough to say this, and that item would not be lost.

“…”

There was no sound of words or faint breathing in my ears for a long time, and Pal knew that Mr. Rotes had left.

"Old man, go all the way!"

...

That night, the already small Hayduo Village lost nearly half of the villagers, and the remaining villagers were all injured. After learning that all the cultists died, their eyes showed a look of surviving the disaster, and then turned into sadness. In this sudden disaster, all those who survived lost their relatives, more or less.

Dada dada...

At dawn, the sound of horse hooves sounded on the small dirt road to the east of Hayduo Village. Church personnel wearing white armor and holding white dragon-headed flags came late.

"Mr. John!"

The leader dismounted and walked to the red-haired man who was helping the villagers of Haodou Village to deal with the injuries. He stood in front of the red-haired man who was helping the villagers of Haodou Village to deal with the injury. He beat his chest with his right hand and lowered his head. After bowing, he looked up and asked:

"Mr. John, what's going on here?"

"It's okay, at least there are still people alive."

The red-haired man John put down his work, stood up and pointed at the injured Haystack Village villagers and said to the church:

"The cultists have been killed. You church members who always come late are of some use. Why are you standing there? Save people quickly!"

"yes!"

Faced with John's sarcastic language, the church staff did not refute it. After saluting again, they turned to their companions and began to organize rescue operations.

"Really, it's always the last one."

John complained unhappily, then walked out of the grain warehouse of Hayduo Village. Since the church people are here, it is not his turn to save people. After all, church personnel are professional in saving people and treating injuries.

Huh~

"It's another sleepless night!"

He stretched toward the morning light rising in the sky, John rubbed his eyes, then glanced around and found the little one that impressed him tonight, and walked over with a smile.

...

"A sleepless night, didn't it?"

Parr sat on the ground and said to himself, then turned to look at Dad Jack who was lying on a wooden board not far away.

The injuries on Jack's father were not seriously injured. In addition to the recurrence of the secret injuries caused by excessive force, they were skin injuries. These injuries had been treated by John. He was sleeping soundly at this time and was snoring loudly.

Snooze... Snooze...

"I slept so well!"

Parr sighed with some envy, and then rubbed his short black hair irritably. He was not sleepy at all now, all because of his talent to get up on time.

At dawn just now, Parr just blinked. Before, because he followed John to help the villagers, all the physical energy he consumed to transport the wounded was restored and he was full of energy! He felt that he could cut down more than a dozen more zombies.

"So this talent is used like this! It seems that I will not be afraid of staying up late in the future."

Now Parr is not sleepy at all, and can only look at the morning light in the east bored, wanting to see what is different from the sunrise in this world and his previous life. The result shows...

"It's almost the same!"

Parr sighed, no longer curious, retracted his gaze, opened the data panel and looked at the talent bar above to continue thinking.

"Mingtong, Mingtong, no matter how you think about it, they all came from the man in black robe! But how did you get it? The data panel? Unlike, is it really this mysterious black dagger?"

Parr picked up the black dagger and looked at it, thinking that it was the most likely because the prompt only appeared after the data panel absorbed the energy point on the black dagger.

"If this is the case, then you will be amazing!" Fu Xing shook the black short sword twice, and a smile appeared on his face. No matter what, his strength will increase, and he will always know the truth in the future.

"Little one!"

At this moment, the red-haired man John came over. Parr quickly put down his black short sword, stood up and thanked him: "Uncle Red-haired, thank you for your business tonight. If it weren't for you, our village..."

"No more talk about this, everyone is responsible for hacking the cultists."

John waved his hand indifferently, looking at Parr who was like a little bean in front of him, he couldn't help but reach out and rub Parr's little head hard, and said with a smile:

"Little one, I want to thank you. If you didn't give the cult sword in the end, I would have suffered a lot of losses."

"I have a name!"

Parr shook his head, took a step back, took off John's big hand, raised his head and said seriously, "My name is Parr."

Seeing the serious expression on Parr's little face, John suppressed his smile and replied seriously: "My name is John."

Then John reached out and rubbed Parr's little head again, and said with a big laugh: "But I still think it's easy to call you little, hahaha..."

"you……"

...

"Okay OK, I won't laugh anymore."

After almost smiling, John curled his smile and asked Parr a question: "Little one, do you have any dreams?"

"My name is Pal!"
To be continued...