I am a god in another world

Gavin took out a spare blanket from his warhorse and threw it to Vic, saying, "You go to sleep first. I'll guard you for the first half of the night. I'll call you when I need you in the second half of the night."

"Yes, sir." Vic took Gavin's division of labor as an order, took the blanket, curled up not far from Gavin, and lay down, and there was no more movement.

As for Gavin, of course he would not be idle. He continued to use the self-hypnosis of the psychic to dig treasures from his memory.

In terms of the amount of information contained in memory, the legendary warrior is far from Zhang You's opponent, because Zhang You lives in a society in the era of information explosion. The amount of information he ingests every day is amazing. A lot of knowledge is passively ingested unconsciously-roadside billboards, pop-up ads, push messages he accidentally sees, etc.

Gavin's current intelligence attribute is as high as 18 points, four of which are from Zhang You's life.

According to the method used by the magic network to evaluate intelligence attributes, people with relatively normal thinking have an average of about ten points. Those who have received a little formal education can generally reach eleven to twelve points, and those who have received elite education will reach thirteen to fourteen points.

On Earth, those who have completed high school education can be considered elite education in Faerun, and even most elite education cannot catch up, because Earth's is more systematic and covers a wider range of knowledge - here it only refers to the amount of knowledge. After all, there are great differences in the nature of the two worlds, and the knowledge is naturally different.

But in terms of gold content, the legendary warrior is still higher. Some information is very useful for future plans, especially those with time points.

Gavin must dig them out bit by bit to serve his plan.

As the memory excavation progresses, Gavin's destination has become clear - the rocky land of the Kingdom of Cormier, where he will dig the first pot of gold.

With frequent use, Gavin's self-hypnosis has become more and more proficient, and he has combined memory excavation and trance together. Although it is not perfect, it can basically be controlled freely and in and out in seconds.

That is to say, when sleeping, Gavin still knows the situation of the surrounding area of ​​10 meters, and can wake up at any time.

It doesn't matter whether Vic is on guard or not, but Gavin still wakes him up on time and asks him to guard for four hours before dawn.

You can say Gavin is suspicious or cautious.

Anyway, he is based on the principle of being cautious, he will give Vic as much trust as possible, but he still has to guard against what he should guard against.

The goblin warlock on guard was loyal and dedicated. From beginning to end, he just sat five steps away from Gavin and didn't even fall asleep.

He didn't know how to make full use of this time to prepare breakfast.

Although Vic was a slave before, he was also a special slave because of his identity as a warlock. At least he didn't do the menial work of ordinary goblins.

Gavin, who was in a trance, couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that Vic still needed to be trained and improved in many areas. Fortunately, at the beginning, he didn't expect Vic to join the team. He had already prepared in advance. He used a long stick to move the extinguished campfire to the side while explaining some basic common sense of life to Vic and what he needed to do when he was on guard in the future.

Now Vic, except for the ability to cast spells, is like a blank sheet of paper. If he is not told how to do it, he can't think of it at all.

The only advantage is that he is obedient. He will do whatever he is told to do and learn whatever he is told to learn, even if he does not do it well and cannot learn it for a while.

It doesn't matter. As long as he is willing to work hard and learn, even if it is a piece of rotten wood, Gavin can carve a flower for him. It's just a matter of how much energy he spends.

Besides, Vic is not a piece of rotten wood, but a smart person who lacks knowledge in some aspects.

Let's put it this way, there is no fool among all spellcasters, whether it is a warlock whose key attribute of casting is charm, or a priest who relies on perception to synchronize with the magic network.

The magic network only gave them the relevant knowledge of spellcasting. If they want to truly complete the spellcasting, they still need to dig and learn on their own.

Take Gavin for example. He has been a psychic for several days, but except for the mind blast that he could cast before the job change, he can't cast any other mind spells.

His main energy these days is to study the book of military strategies and deeply explore the memories of legendary warriors. He has no time to practice the psychic powers that the magic network has passed on to him.

As he spoke, Gavin dug up the palm-thick soil layer under the campfire, revealing the steaming treasure underneath, a total of three lumps of earth that are bigger than a human head.

In Vic's confused eyes, Gavin knocked open the soil layer and immediately smelled the fragrance.

These lumps of earth were filled with various foods, which had been completely roasted by the campfire overnight.

A big wild rabbit that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, fat and juicy, weighed seven or eight kilograms alone, and a small fat chicken was stuffed in the empty stomach, which also weighed three or four kilograms.

One was stuffed with seven or eight fist-sized potatoes, and the other was stuffed with three or four arm-thick tubers, also roasted until soft.

This was the ration that Gavin prepared for himself for today's journey. It was all authentic game. He hunted it while he was on the road yesterday. With the legendary warrior's adventure experience, Gavin's wilderness survival skills were maxed out.

Due to the rampant monsters and constant wars, all creatures were confined to their respective settlements, including most of the monster tribes.

Most of the land in Furen has not been developed and is still dominated by nature. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as "beating roe deer with a stick and scooping fish with a ladle, and pheasants flying into the rice pot". It is not difficult to survive as long as you have some survival skills in the wild - provided that you are not hunted by other monsters as prey.

Vic's eyes were straight, not because he was shocked by Gavin's unique cooking skills, but because he was hungry. He didn't have Gavin's survival skills in the wild. After escaping from the convoy, he was hungry and full, mostly eating raw food. Last night he came here temporarily, and Gavin didn't leave him any food, so he is still hungry now.

"Eat it!" Gavin tore the little rooster in half, along with a few potatoes and sweet potatoes, and pushed them to Vic.

Whoosh!

Gavin only felt the black shadow shaking in front of him, and the food disappeared. All of them were hugged by Vic, regardless of the little rooster still dripping with oil.

"Wait." Gavin called Vic.

"This is mine, mine!" Vic's face showed a hint of ferocity at this moment.

Vic's reaction did not surprise Gavin. In the team before, he was very obedient at other times, but when it came to eating, he behaved like this. This is a common problem for most slaves.

All slave owners will use hunger as a means to control slaves, keeping them on the hunger line all year round.

In the long run, it will stimulate their instinct to protect food. When it comes to eating, they often don't recognize their relatives. Only the whip will make them shrink a little.

Vic didn't grab it directly just now, not because of his own moral cognition, but because he was afraid of being beaten.

In the team, Gavin only regarded Vic as a passerby, so he naturally didn't care about these. Now he wants to regard him as an important partner in the future, so he can't let him continue like this, and prepare to transform him step by step: "I'm not going to take back the food, but I'm going to say thank you for receiving the gift from others. As long as you say thank you, these foods are yours."

"Thank you!" Vic said without hesitation.

For a bite of food, he has done more excessive things, let alone a word.

"Okay, you can eat now." Gavin knew that his transformation mission was arduous and arduous.