Sword and Magic and Taxi

The muscles in both arms still tremble a little, especially the left arm that is responsible for holding the shield, often loses strength suddenly, almost causing the rice bowl to fall from his hand every time. Solu chuckled every time he saw this scene, but Karl seemed to turn a blind eye and just ate quickly with his share of the meal.

It seems that the training is a bit too much, which is a sign that the muscles are about to be injured. He has never experienced special training before, he doesn't know what his limit is, and he doesn't know how to formulate scientific training methods. The current pain is the price he must pay, so Zhao Mai is not discouraged, puts the bowl on the table, bows his head and sucks it directly with his mouth.

It's an awkward gesture, but it's very functional. He ate for a while, and felt that his trousers were being pulled. He looked down and saw that it was indeed a good thing done by the little shaggy dog. It tugged on the pants with its small white teeth, and let out a humming sound with its big eyes open. Zhao Mai thought for a while, probably such a small dog couldn't be fed meat directly, so he took a little rice porridge with his hands and gave it to drink.

The little tongue licked until the palms of the hands itched, and the puppy quickly finished the porridge. Zhao Mai was about to serve it some more, when Ranger Karl threw a piece of fat over. Seeing this, the puppy ran two steps excitedly, picked up the sliced ​​meat, and returned triumphantly to Zhao Mai's feet, lying down and eating non-stop.

This dog will be yours from now on. Carl said to Zhao Mai: Take care of it, and it will take care of you too.

It took two seconds for Zhao Mai to understand the meaning of this sentence. He had wanted to adopt this puppy for a long time, but he didn't know how to speak. A bright smile bloomed, and while stroking the dog's head, he asked, What's the dog's name?

Jerky.

This name obviously did not satisfy Zhao Mai. The big dog is called dog meat, and the little dog is called jerky? Although it is easy to make a living by a cheap name, but this name is too confusing, and it is not convenient to call it every day.

The ranger Karl named his animals strangely, and it was only slowly that Zhao Mai understood the meaning of all the words. The white goose that guards the door is called a sausage, the squirrel that can deliver letters is called a biscuit, and the rabbit that is kicked over by a boa constrictor is called a potato... Zhao Mai is not sure whether this is Karl’s eccentricity or the tradition of the ranger, so after thinking for a while, he decided to give it to him. The puppy was renamed A Liang.

A Liang, A Liang. Zhao Mai scratched the puppy's chin while calling the name. It looked very happy, sticking out its tongue and looking at Zhao Mai with flattering eyes, barking twice from time to time.

From now on, your nickname will be Ah Liang, the grain reserve.

No one in this world understands Chinese, so the puppy doesn't know the meaning of his name, but is immersed in inexplicable happiness, and remembers that he is called A Liang who reserves grain.

It took a lot of effort to finish dinner, and Zhao Mai began to think of ways to solve the problem of numbness and weakness in his arms. He kept kneading his muscles, trying to relax them as much as possible. The techniques used all come from my own imagination and poor imitation, which are far from the skills of real physical therapists, but fortunately, they are better than nothing. Before going to sleep, the condition of the arms was much better.

The grain reserves were still sleeping next to Zhao Mai's shoulders, and sometimes the hair would rub against Zhao Mai's ears, but he never woke up. When fatigue hit, Zhao Mai slept like a dead pig, completely unaware of the situation around him.

He can probably guess why the puppy likes his shoulder, and it probably has something to do with the pats of the old angel at that time. But he just took it as an ordinary blessing, and didn't know what happened to his shoulder when he fell asleep. Whenever Zhao Mai goes to rest due to fatigue or injury, there will be a pure and holy positive energy flowing from the invisible palm prints to heal him secretly. Zhao Mai couldn't fully adapt to the change of world view for a while. From reality to fantasy, many ideas and ideas should change.

This hidden energy goes unnoticed by anyone, whether it's Carl, dog meat or long worm. Only the food reserves could smell something, so they took the best position. When the positive energy is running, he will stick out his little tongue to lick it, and then show a satisfied expression, as if he was a bear who just ate honey.

A taxi that travels through time and space is not as simple as Zhao Mai thought. It uses destiny gold coins as fuel and tolls, but the fare is calculated separately. After all, the driver can't make an empty trip every time. There are different dangers in different worlds, and these dangers are borne by the driver, so passengers need to pay part of their ability as fare. This is the rule that belongs to the God of Space, and no one can violate it.

Most of the beings who can independently obtain the gold coins of fate are the darlings of fate. Their abilities are all kinds of strange, but it is undeniable that many of them are unique and cannot be copied. In the era of magic ships a long time ago, the ability to pay for the ticket would be permanently lost, causing many strong people to kill them after completing the journey, in order to avoid their abilities being researched, learned, and leaked to their enemies. This situation once made plane travel a high-risk business, until the sudden appearance of the Alliance of the Rings organization.

This organization uses the power characteristics of the gods of knowledge, magic and prophecy to transform the original permanent power transfer into a temporary one. As compensation, when this power is still on the driver, he has a certain chance to comprehend this power. The realized power will be different from the original power, after all, the original user and the current user are different individuals. In the past, it was used directly, but now it has the opportunity to learn, which has advantages and disadvantages for drivers.

At the same time, every time a crossing event occurs, the Alliance of the Ring will also receive a part of the ability, which can be used to locate the identity and location of the traverser. If there is another incident of passengers being silenced, the Alliance of the Ring will retaliate.

This is not simple revenge, but to erase all karma from the passenger so that it never appeared in this world. Then the Alliance of the Ring takes part of these erased causes and effects to reshape the killed driver, and the rest is used as the surviving force for the operation of the alliance. This is what veteran drivers value most.

The magic ships that traveled through various planes and crystal walls joined this organization one after another, and then organized and formed an official fleet, gradually monopolizing the crossing market. Some high-level executives of the Ring Alliance believe that the excessive monopoly of magic ships will lead to the decay of the Ring Alliance, and will eventually bury the Alliance in the cemetery. So they support some part-time drivers to a limited extent, allowing them to stimulate the competitiveness of the magic fleet.

These part-time drivers—such as Zhao Mai—do not enjoy the reshaping karma service of the Alliance of the Ring, but on the surface it seems that their abilities are no different from those of the magic fleet, so they are still under the protection of deterrence. This is kept secret from the part-time drivers, lest they turn around and join the magic fleet. The Ring Alliance gives more flexibility to part-time drivers and hopes that they will grow up slowly and operate independently after tasting the sweetness, and eventually become loose but strong competitors.

The power left by the old angel is pure positive energy, a vast but domineering vitality. This power can be used to heal wounds and promote growth, but it can also cause backfire effects. Zhao Mai's mental tension and physical fatigue have always existed since time travelling. It's just that the positive energy is slowly released, comforting and healing all the time. It may be counterproductive to the intact body, but it is all tonic to the injured body.

The process of physical exercise is actually to create small wounds that the body can bear, and then treat them quickly to supplement nutrition while maintaining a sense of threat. Zhao Mai doesn't understand scientific methods. His exercise is actually too much, but what's even more excessive is the positive energy left by the angel.

The next morning, he recovered with full blood...

He naively thought that the old ranger Karl secretly cast a restorative spell for him in the middle of the night.