Start with the Lord of the Rings

"This enhancement consumes 1 point of soul power, is it enhanced?"

Looking at the virtual data prompt that popped up in front of him, Morgan clicked.

The pale white light flickered, and the soul power column quickly became zero.

"Archery LV2"

At the moment when the virtual data jumped in front of him, Morgan could clearly feel a heat flow being injected into his body.

At the same time, there is also a memory information about archery in his mind.

That's a bunch of information about shooting angles, arrow distances, and things to look out for when shooting arrows.

Quietly feel and comprehend this memory about archery.

Morgan only felt that his previous knowledge of archery was too shallow.

He now has a strong urge to pick up the bow and arrow and try it out.

But he opened his eyes and saw the darkness around him, and the wizard Gandalf, who was sleeping peacefully not far away.

Morgan forced the impulse down.

night till dawn.

Morgan opened his eyes when the eastern horizon was just dimly lit.

After a brief wash, Morgan and Gandalf ate another roasted bear for breakfast.

The corpse of the giant bear was huge, and even if the two of them ate two meals together, there were too many leftovers.

The giant bear corpse is a good thing, and Morgan can't give up.

It's just that the corpse is too big, and the two of them only have two horses in total, so it is impossible to transport the whole body.

So Morgan began to divide the dead bear, and Gandalf reached out to help.

It didn't take too long to disembowel the giant bear and divide the giant bear's meat.

When pieces of bloody giant bear meat were all hung on the backs of two horses.

The two set off.

According to what was said yesterday.

Morgan rode behind Gandalf, and they both walked quickly into the distance.

Gandalf was right.

Before the evening, the two of them rode on their horses and saw from afar that low-rise houses began to appear in the distance.

"It's Hobbiton ahead."

Seeing that the town was in front of him, Gandalf said that the speed of the horses under him had dropped significantly.

Riding wildly all day.

The ass has been spent in the dick and friction.

No one understands the pain better than Morgan.

Hearing Gandalf's words, Morgan heaved a sigh of relief and subconsciously controlled the horses under him to slow down.

The destination is not far away, so don't rush.

Gandalf had already taken out the long tobacco rod, and began to take out the cut tobacco from the tobacco bag, and rolled it into a small round and filled it on the tobacco rod.

"Huh, I can finally see a living person."

Morgan looked into the distance and let out a long sigh, hearing that the smoke that Gandalf had just inhaled into his lungs was immediately choked, and he coughed again and again.

"Cough cough."

"What does this kid mean, I'm not alive?"

"It wouldn't be a wrong choice to bring this kid to see Thorin."

Gandalf squinted sideways at Morgan, muttering in his heart.

"Of course, Gandalf, you don't count."

Seeing Gandalf's strange look, Morgan immediately said, "I'm not saying you're not human, you're certainly alive."

"I mean, Gandalf, you are a wizard"

Seeing that Morgan's explanation became more and more chaotic, Gandalf coughed lightly: "Cough."

"Shut up, I know what you mean"

"Let's go ahead and dispose of these bear meat as soon as possible."

"It's been exposed to the sun for a day, and if you wait any longer, the price will drop significantly."

Gandalf was smoking, and he spoke calmly, but he had already made up his mind to kill Morgan.

After last night and chatting all the way today, the relationship between the two is already very familiar.

They still understand each other's personalities, and they don't care if they are joking.

"you're right."

"However, I'm not familiar with this place. I'll have to trouble you Gandalf to deal with these bear meat."

Morgan opened his mouth to laugh, and then called Gandalf again.

In the memory plot, he learned that Gandalf was righteous, humorous and chatty, but also a little boring.

Now that I have come into contact with him, I do find that Gandalf is a similar character.

For this kind of character, being generous and frank is the best way to get along and get closer.

Morgan had already decided that, after processing the bear meat, he would definitely invite Gandalf to a feast and make sacrifices to his temple.

Before this period of time, he had almost lived a savage life in the wilderness.

Although I eat game every day.

But game without any other spice ingredients, except for a small amount of salt, never tastes good.

Because there are no other utensils, the practice is only the most basic roasted food.

After eating for a while, I felt like vomiting when I saw the barbecue.

Even the giant bear meat can only taste fresh.

Gandalf smoked undeniably.

The two of them rode briskly toward the town in front of them.

The sky was covered with clouds that evening.

The two rode into the town on horseback.

Soon, figures began to appear on the road ahead, very short figures.

Morgan knew very well that he should have come to what Gandalf called Hobbiton. Those short people were the aborigines here, the Hobbits, also called halflings.

On the lush green hillsides, on the hills, there are exquisitely shaped, bunker-like cabins inlaid with round door frames, scattered everywhere.

Low green hillsides, small fences, fences, flowers of various colors, bluestone roads, crystal clear rivers, busy little hobbits, and even smaller hobbits running barefoot in the hillside woods trail.

A peaceful, leisurely, relaxed and beautiful pastoral scenery.

Walking into this town, Morgan has a very good feeling, a feeling as if he is in a fairy tale world.

In his previous life, Morgan had personally been to New Zealand, where The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings were filmed.

Although the "Hobbiton" scenery there is still beautiful, the taste of artificial carving is too strong.

But here, everything is so peaceful and natural.

"Maybe in the future, it's a good choice to come here to retire and settle down"

The sudden thought in his mind made Morgan chuckle and shake his head.

Although it is still very early for retirement, it also shows Morgan's yearning for the beautiful idyllic environment of Hobbiton.

"It's beautiful."

"I was just like you when I first came."

Watching Morgan keep looking left and right, Gandalf laughed leisurely, breathing out the smoke.

"Is this Hobbiton?"

“Surely beautiful”

Morgan watched for a while and said with emotion.

"Of course, the Hobbit's hometown is one of the most beautiful places in all of Middle-earth."

"I love these hardworking little guys."

After taking the last puff of cigarette in his mouth, Gandalf tapped the cigarette stick on his shoe, wiped it again, raised his head and continued:

"Let's go, don't even think about selling the giant bear meat while standing here."

"Come with me."

Gandalf said, pulling on the reins, turning his head and walking forward.

Morgan quickly followed.

after an hour.

Hobbiton, in the noisy Blackcurrant pub.

Morgan and Gandalf slammed together against the tall cask cups they were sitting at the wine table, holding up in their hands.

"cheers."