I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 2 Heavy Rain

The witch who called herself Gloria pulled the boy up from the ground, and at the same time glared fiercely at the lame boss next to him, who immediately collapsed on the ground in fear.

Wang Yue looked back at the tavern. The lame man was still sitting on the floor and did not get up. The fishermen all watched them leave with ghostly expressions.

"Witch..." Wang Yue muttered this term in his heart, and memories came to his mind.

[Witches are creatures that appeared after the Second Plane War. Like "dragons", "elves", and "warcraft", they are creatures that have existed in ancient centuries. The black flames burning in the eyes of witches are what ordinary people see with their naked eyes.

The only way to identify them.]

[As the name suggests, witches are only women. They have human appearances, but have innate magical talents and longevity comparable to elves. Most of them are as evil as Warcraft. 】

[Witches and female wizards are two completely different professions. The former is not human, while the latter symbolizes justice. 】

[There is also a crazy statement: dragons, elves, monsters and humans are all "descendants" of witches. Unfortunately, there are very few supporters of this statement. Scholars who publicly support this statement have been tied to the stake.

Burned to ashes.]

As if a chain reaction had been triggered, the host's memories popped up one after another, but this time they were much more useful.

The original owner of this body was Lancelot, an orphan who had been adopted by a nun in a convent.

The monastery is responsible for adopting abandoned orphans, and it seems to have become an accepted practice in the Cordia continent.

Because Lancelot suffered from a strange disease that could not be cured, the nuns in the monastery were worried that he would die in front of the statue. Therefore, he would be blamed by the gods and had to drive him out.

Lancelot finally sorted out the chaotic memories. This is a fantasy world similar to the medieval setting, and he is an abandoned orphan, and now he is traveling with an extremely dangerous witch.

Wang Yue raised his head and looked at the woman's beautiful face, with some doubts in his eyes.

In his opinion, a truly outstanding witch should be an old woman with a stooped body, a pointed nose, a face covered with sores, and perhaps a missing front tooth.

The witch in front of her was so young and a little too beautiful that she seemed insecure.

"Why don't you speak?" Gloria suddenly asked softly.

Wang Yue stopped thinking about witches when he heard this, cheered up and responded: "Uh... Gloria, where are we going?"

"Go...go to my house." Gloria replied coldly.

"Gloria, where is your home?" Wang Yue continued to ask in the innocent tone of a child.

"Montenegro."

Gloria was afraid of saying even one more word.

This witch is really cold, Wang Yue thought helplessly, and then continued to follow Gloria.

Ten minutes later, the two of them had left the town and set foot on a muddy road.

The rain showed no sign of slowing down, and the big raindrops hit the boy so densely that Wang Yue shivered with cold and was so hungry that he almost wanted to eat the witch next to him.

Suddenly, Gloria spoke again: "Why don't you speak?"

【Did this guy just ask me this question ten minutes ago?】

It turns out that Gloria didn't dislike talking, but she was not good at talking, and she didn't want to endure the embarrassment caused by silence, so she would ask the boy from time to time, "Lancelot, why don't you talk?"

In order to prevent himself from being turned into a frog by the witch, Wang Yue forced a smile: "Gloria, how long will it take us to reach your home?"

"Let...let me think about it, about ten hours, or...maybe longer." Gloria responded after thinking for a few seconds.

Ten hours? Was there a mistake? Lancelot suddenly felt desperate, and at this moment he began to regret not staying in the tavern.

"Gloria, aren't you a witch? Can you...can you use magic to make a waterproof barrier?" Wang Yue wiped the rain off his face and carefully made his suggestion.

"No, my magic power is... limited, and I can't waste it on such... boring things." Gloria said calmly, and added: "I can... cure your strange disease, provided that

You can make it home alive. If you waste your magic power here, I won't be able to save you...but I won't be able to save you if you encounter danger later."

When Wang Yue heard this, he immediately understood that Gloria was a novice witch who stuttered.

"Then, do you have food..." Wang Yue asked softly.

Gloria nodded, took out a piece of vegetable patty from somewhere on her body, and handed it to Wang Yue's calloused hand.

Wang Yue's eyes suddenly shone, he swallowed hard, used the pouring rain to melt the shriveled meat pie, and then ate it with big mouthfuls.

The preparation of vegetable patties is simple and crude. Use pork or beef, add peas, potatoes and cabbage to make a paste, then pour it into a mold and dry it in the sun. This is also the daily food of most people.

However, if you want to make this kind of dry food, you have to wrap it in linen cloth, dry it, and turn it into meat patties. When you need to eat it, break it into pieces directly, or melt it with beer and turn it into broth. As for why you don’t use water, it’s because it’s absolutely impossible to eat.

Most of the water is unsanitary and mixed with all kinds of excrement...

The "water" of this world is beer, because after beer is fermented, viruses and bacteria are also reduced.

Normal water contains bacteria and viruses of various infectious diseases, and usually people only use it to wash clothes.

[Only powerful people and extremely rich wizards can afford to drink distilled water - because only they can afford the high cost of purchasing refined coal.]

[This world has twelve months in a year, thirty days in a month, seven days in a week, twenty-four hours in a day, sixty minutes in one hour, and sixty seconds in one minute...There is no difference from the original world.]"

"Boom!" Suddenly the whole world heard a roar of thunder and lightning, which seemed to cheer up the heavy rain.

Wang Yue, who had just filled his stomach, was startled by the thunder and looked up to the sky.

The rolling clouds piled up into mountains, and the heavy rain poured down like a flood from the sky, shrouding Lancelot's heart like a huge haze.

Witches, magicians, knights, elves, dragons, churches, gods...

This is a chaotic society full of villains, criminals and mercenaries. The land beneath your feet is a vast continent called Cordia.

Now that he has traveled here, Wang Yue must find a way to survive in this world... But for a twelve-year-old orphan, this is simply a hellish level of difficulty.

Wang Yue had an inexplicable fear about this strange but familiar world. The only thing he wanted now was to finish these extremely long ten hours.

The witch who suddenly appeared in front of him and wanted to take him home was undoubtedly the key to whether he could survive in this other world.

It would be a good thing to be taken away by a witch as soon as he traveled through time, so that he could have close contact with the supernatural power of another world.

Compared to those rough cripples or fishermen who traveled through time in the tavern, Wang Yue's current situation is already pretty good.

Wang Yue's right hand held the black iron plate tightly, and the edges of the iron plate were a bit prickly.

"Then from today on, I am...Lancelot."

(End of chapter)