Start with the Lord of the Rings

　　 looked at the dilapidated house in the corner of the camp that was so ruined that there was only one house frame left.

　　 Morgan immediately remembered the relevant plot in his memory.

　　 In the plot, Gandalf and Thorin Oak Shield had a fierce quarrel due to route problems.

　　 The place of that quarrel was in a dilapidated wooden house in a temporary rest camp.

　　 And not far from the forest where the wooden house is located, three giant trolls lived.

　　Because the horse of the expedition team was stolen when it was about to rest at night.

　　 The dwarves went to search for horses, only then did they discover the existence of the trolls.

　　 Morgan was very impressed with this plot in his memory.

　　Because after Gandalf used sunlight to kill three trolls, the expedition team not only found a lot of treasure in the hiding hole xue used by trolls.

　　 At the same time, he found a very precious wizard sword, which Morgan remembers deeply.

　　 It was just a battle last night, running from midnight to early morning.

　　Plus just stopped to rest, Morgan was busy checking the system gains and strengthening these things.

　　 The mood was ups and downs, and there was no time to pay attention to other things.

　　 As for the barbecue dinner in the morning, Morgan hurried to train because of his strengthened body imbalance and discomfort.

　　 This caused him not to notice that he came to this abandoned wooden house.

　　 "What's wrong with Morgan?"

　　 At this moment, Bilbo followed out upon seeing this and asked quickly.

　　 "Do you know why Gandalf and Thorin are arguing about it?"

　　 Morgan turned to look at Bilbo and asked.

　　 "Uh... because the distance is a bit far."

　　 "I seem to have heard Gandalf say what valley to go to, Thorin doesn't seem to want this..."

　　 "As for the others, I don't know."

　　 Bilbo shrugged and replied.

　　 "Sure enough!"

　　 After hearing Bilbo's words, Morgan was basically sure that he had arrived at the residence of the three trolls.

"I see."

　　 Morgan nodded, turned and returned to the tent.

　　 Bilbo followed and asked again: "Morgan, Gandalf should be back, right?"

　　 Morgan turned his head and smiled: "Don't worry, Gandalf will definitely be back. Don't forget that he is a wizard."

　　 After speaking, Morgan went back to the tent.

　　 The news that there are three human cannibals living not far from this camp must definitely not be told to other people, only you can know.

　　 Because Morgan couldn't explain why.

　　 But now that I know that there are a lot of treasures and wizard swords in the troll hideout.

　　 How to find ways to get the most benefit is what Morgan should think now.

　　 It's morning now, if the heavy rain outside can keep going, the next whole day.

　　The team may continue to stay here temporarily.

　　 Once the rain stops, Thorin Oak Shield will definitely keep the team on the road.

　　Also, Morgan remembers that in the memory plot, the expedition team encountered the half-orc after copying the treasure swords of the three trolls.

　　 It’s just that in the plot, it seemed that it was the first time that the expedition team encountered a half-orc.

　　 Now, in fact, the team was discovered by the Orc Scout Team last night.

　　 The plot has changed.

　　 The current expedition team is likely to be found by the orcs at any time.

　　 Even in the daytime!

　　 Morgan hasn't forgotten, it is tomorrow in the plot, after copying the troll cave.

　　 The expedition squad is the half-orcs encountered during the day, and it is still sunny.

　　 Although half-orcs don’t like sunlight, they don’t like to be active during the day.

　　 But encountering enemies like dwarves, they may be dispatched at any time.

　　 Anyway, if Morgan wants to make a fortune from the three troll hiding caves, he has to do it as soon as possible.

　　 Otherwise, it doesn't matter if the team is on the road or the orcs are coming.

　　 Morgan’s thoughts will fall apart.

　　 "Morgan, are you going out to take a bath?"

　　 At this time, Bilbo, who took off only a pair of shorts, asked excitedly.

　　His thoughts were interrupted, Morgan turned his head and looked at Bilbo, then listened to the dwarf people laughing and joking outside, and said, "Of course, you go first."

　　Long field trips, especially in places like mountain forests most of the time, it is not easy to take a bath.

　　 If you can't meet rivers and creeks, you can only wash it with rainwater.

　　 Speaking of which, apart from worrying about clothes wrapped in dry food, they are afraid of being wet by the rain.

　　The expedition team still expects to be treated for rainy days because they can take a bath.

　　 Morgan naturally does the same.

　　 "Hurry up and take a shower before talking..."

　　 Seeing that the dwarves were taking a bath outside, Morgan did not grind, took off his boots and leg armor, wearing only a pair of loose shorts, Morgan walked out of the tent.

　　 "Rumble..."

　　 "Wow, wow, wow..."

　　 Watching the pouring rain outside the tent, the whole world seemed to be shrouded in rain.

　　 Morgan felt that this heavy rain would be more perfect if there were no thunder from the sky.

　　 Watching the dwarves flailing their teeth and claws excitedly in the rain, yelling.

　　 Morgan was a little worried, worried that these dwarves would hurt him when they were struck by lightning.

　　 half an hour later.

　　 Morgan returned to the tent.

　　 Wiped dry his wet hair, Morgan quickly changed his clothes and put on leather armor.

　　 He thinks about it, if he wants to make a fortune from the troll cave/** without letting others doubt him, he can only act alone.

　　 Morgan is neatly dressed, with a long sword and a longbow quiver on his back, when he is about to go out.

　　 Suddenly, an exclamation sound came from outside the tent.

　　 "Gosh, what kind of monster is that..."

　　 "Damn it, that monster stole our horse..."

　　 "Philip, come on, stop that monster..."

　　 "Hurry up, call someone else..."

　　 heard a rapid exclamation outside.

　　 Morgan immediately seemed to have thought of something, he was overjoyed, and quickly walked out of the tent.

　　 At this time, Bilbo, who had just rushed in from the rain in short shorts, hit Morgan's waist with his head.

"What happened?"

　　 Morgan grabbed Bilbo and asked.

　　 "A monster came outside, a very big monster..."

　　 Bilbo even said with gestures, his expression a little flustered.

"I see."

　　 "Gandalf is not here, be careful yourself."

　　 Morgan patted Bilbo on the shoulder and strode directly into the rain.

　　 More than a dozen ponies were tied in the woods on the edge of the camp.

　　 heard an exclamation from outside.

　　 The dwarves who were in the tent rushed out with weapons.

　　 "Morgan, what's the matter?"

"I do not know either."

　　 "Over there, walk around..."

　　 The rain is getting bigger and bigger.

　　 In the pouring rain.

　　 Morgan and a group of dwarves hurried to the woods where the horses were tied with their weapons in their hands.

　　 From a distance, I saw in the woods a little further away, a huge monster with a stature of at least three meters tall and a pony tightly clamped in a big hand.

　　 On the other hand, he was carrying a section of the withered tree trunk and smashing it indiscriminately.

　　 In front of the tall monster, the two dwarves, Phil and Kell, were holding short swords and jumping up and down, interfering with the advance of the tall monster.

　　 Seeing Morgan and his party arrived at this time, they hurriedly shouted: "Here..."