Western Fantasy: I can write unlimited entries

In order to prepare for the night market, Joyce and others were very busy, but Ron, the initiator, seemed very idle.

Usually I am either watching the 'live broadcast' or reading entries, and I live a very comfortable life every day.

The Knights of the Round Table are not idle either, and the busiest one is undoubtedly the 'Power Driver' Frank.

With the cooperation of Hadey and Harvey, the Thunder Pavilion has undergone many transformations and upgrades, and has gradually become closer to purple-quality items. It can be said that it is the most valuable thing except mithril and biocrystal ore.

This morning, Frank walked out of the Thunder and Lightning Hall. Victor, who was outside, checked the energy storage device and said to him: "Frank, you didn't meet the standard this time. You only have an energy level of 3.9, which is still 0.1 short of that."

The energy level Victor mentioned not only represented combat power, but was also a unit for storing electricity.

Now the entire mansion, including the Knights and the two workshops, has installed electrical devices, the most common of which are 'electric lights'. Because of Frank's power of lightning, everyone's lives have become much more convenient.

It should be mentioned that the mansion consumes 2 energy levels of electricity every day, and the lightning core can currently store up to 1,000 energy levels.

Frank was silent for a moment and said, "I'm not in good condition today. I'll make up for it in the afternoon."

Upon hearing this, Victor looked worried and said, "Is there something wrong with your health again? Let's go, I will take you to find Irene."

"That's not the reason, don't worry." Frank didn't say much, or he didn't understand it himself.

In the lord's private study.

In front of Ron, there was a burly man kneeling on one knee. He was the Knight King Abel. It was his turn to be given the power today.

A few days ago, Ron came to Egbert alone, and after a long talk, he also started to join the list of candidates for power.

Egbert was different from the knights. He had no path to promotion and only had one entry slot. Coupled with his good luck, Ron easily got a powerful management entry for Egbert.

This kind of entry that does not focus on the extraordinary category is not that difficult to obtain, but it saves him a lot of time.

The room was silent. Abel came many times, but every time he came back disappointed. Not counting the existence of the Miracle Fruit, he had not really been given power by Ron.

As time passed, both of them remained calm and remained motionless without saying a word.

Entries for the three qualities of white, green, and blue flashed before Ron's eyes one by one, but there was no trace of purple.

Ron sighed in his heart, Abel's luck was almost as good as Anthony's, so he had no choice but to purchase an item that increased luck attributes and give it to Abel to wear with him.

Just as he was sighing with emotion, a new entry appeared on the character card, and the dazzling purple light kept flashing.

It was finally shipped, and he took a closer look.

——[Tiandao rewards those who work hard (Purple): Every bit of your efforts will be rewarded]

Ron was slightly startled after reading the attributes of the entry. Does this mean that Abel can succeed if he learns magic?

Ignoring factors such as talents, bottlenecks, and limits, you can become a master day after day even if you do the same thing over and over again!

Thinking about it this way, this entry for Abel is a bit too strong.

He retracted his hand and asked Abel to stand up. Looking at his slightly excited face, he chuckled and said, "Yes, you succeeded this time. You are a very powerful force."

He couldn't explain the term 'Tiandao rewards those who work hard' very clearly, so he simply stated it based on the properties of the term, and then asked Abel to go back and experience it for himself.

In fact, Ron still thinks too much about this entry. Although the quality of the entry is not as good as Seger's 'temperature control' and Taylor's 'living towards death', the entry 'God rewards those who work hard' is better in all aspects. , if explained in game terms, it is a 'passive skill'.

It is not only used for practicing and learning combat skills, but can also be used in daily life.

The more you talk, the better you become at speaking.

The more you walk, the better your gait will be.

This is the scary thing about ‘Tiandao rewards hard work’, it develops in all directions and has no shortcomings!

The only disadvantage is that it takes time to accumulate, and there is almost no effect at the beginning.

Of course, it only refers to those aspects where there is no talent in the first place.

After receiving the power from Ron, Abel's cultivation speed began to speed up. His original fighting spirit aptitude was very good, but now with the blessing of the entry, his cultivation speed is firmly in the first echelon, only slower than Sig.

After bathing in the tide again, everyone's strength level began to expand due to the speed of cultivation.

The number one in combat power is still Sig, who is at level 4.5 in terms of strength evaluation, but his real combat power far exceeds this.

In the courtyard behind the headquarters building of the Knights of the Round Table.

Sig carried two large bags of black mud from the nearby warehouse and walked out. The trained knight saw him and wanted to come forward to help, but he declined with a smile.

Carrying the black mud, he turned a corner and came to a corner of the courtyard. A piece of land was opened here, and what was planted was nothing else but a large or six small golden sunflower plants.

Most of the golden sunflowers were transported to the horse farm in the Fast territory, managed and cultivated by Count Fast, and only sunflower seeds were sent regularly.

Originally, these plants were supposed to be sent to the horse farm in Fast's territory, but the Golden Sunflowers pestered Sig and refused to be taken away. That scene completely moved Victor. With Victor's persuasion, Sig decided to join the Knights.

He originally thought it would be difficult to get permission, but he didn't expect Abel and Thomas to agree readily.

Thomas also patted him on the shoulder and said seriously: "Victor has already told me about your matter, and I respect your choice. However, I still want to tell you that you are actually a good person."

Although I don’t know what Victor said to Mr. Thomas, since Jin Kui can stay, Sig doesn’t care so much.

As Sig arrived, the golden sunflowers began to sway, like enchanting dancers dancing in the wind.

He skillfully opened the bag and poured the black mud into the soil. The golden sunflowers would spontaneously roll the soil with their roots and blend the black mud into the ground to fertilize the land.

Then, the golden sunflowers will fan their broad leaves and stir up gusts of breeze to show their joy.

Sig also had a faint smile on his face.

At this time, Victor was passing by on a black-furred giant bear. When he saw it approaching slowly, he smiled from a distance and said, "I'm happy to see you interacting in a friendly manner."

Sig turned around, glanced at the giant bear under his seat, and asked, "Why did you change your mount again? Including the previous ones, there are five of them, right?"

"Haha, I just changed it, and it's very unruly now. I'll temper its temperament, and then I'll ask Miss Nancy to exchange it for a bottle of blood transformation potion."

Victor said, his eyes fell on the golden sunflowers, and said: "These golden sunflowers of yours, why don't you also ask Miss Nancy to change the medicine? I think they have great potential."

His words are not nonsense. He has the title of King of Mounts, and he has a very good eye for mounts.

Originally, Victor thought that monsters like golden sunflowers were very powerful as mounts, but through observation and comparison, they were limited to the few golden sunflowers raised by Sig.

"No, let nature take its course." Sig shook his head. He did not need monsters to assist him in combat. He believed in his own strength.

"Oh well."

Victor felt a pity and left without a few words. He rode a giant bear and wandered around the knights, using his original training method to sharpen his mount. Every step the giant bear took, he would feel the pressure coming from his back. It seems that it is facing a natural enemy, unable to make any resistance, impacting the giant bear's will.

This giant bear is extraordinary, stronger than the previous four mounts, and is a true third-level monster. In the riding state, the giant bear will not put up any resistance, but out of the riding state, the giant bear is a wild and untamed monster.

It takes some time and patience to truly conquer this mount, but Victor enjoys this process very much and never tires of it.

While strolling by the training ground, Victor saw two familiar figures, Taylor and Anthony.

"Oh, the fight started again."

He shook his head, feeling helpless at the two's combative personalities. Ever since Anthony lost to Taylor in the Round Table Knights Ranking Competition, he would compete with Taylor every day, losing and losing again and again.

Yes, Anthony, who had self-aiming, was defeated by Taylor. This was not long after Taylor received the power given by Ron.

Even though Taylor didn't actually activate his power, he still developed the use of the 'Death Power' and defeated Anthony.

It can be seen that Taylor's talent is not just in cultivation, his fighting talent and understanding are also top-notch.

In the field.

The ominous black energy surrounding Taylor made everyone who saw it feel frightened. Strong people, such as Anthony opposite, were disgusted, not for Taylor himself, but for the power in him.

In other words, no one hates death, but the weak do not have the courage to face it, so they are afraid.

Only the strong will show their displeasure when facing death.

Anthony gritted his teeth and frowned, feeling the excruciating pain in his body. He said angrily: "You can't defend yourself against this guy's attacks, and my attacks are ineffective against you. How can I fight you?"

After the knight breaks through the third level, he will master the moves of the air armor. Taylor's power of death can attach to the air armor and continue to strengthen it. Anthony has nothing to do.

Taylor laughed, "You gave up?"

"Hmph, how is that possible? Next time we fight, I will definitely beat you." Anthony still refused to admit defeat.

Taylor didn't care. His current goals were only the four Knights of the Round Table above him, but he was still very happy to have Anthony as his sparring partner every day.

He walked over, put his hand on Anthony's body, and extracted the power of death that penetrated the opponent's body. If it existed for too long, it would cause irreversible damage, so he was very cautious when using it.

After seeing the two men compete, the knights watching the battle gathered around and looked at Taylor with respect. They dared not even think about being so young and possessing such strength.

An 18-year-old third-level knight.

On the streets of the city.

A young man wearing a security uniform was walking on the street. The shops and stalls on the street were bustling with customers.

Compared to the lifeless territory a year ago, the citizens of Miracle City now live and work in peace and contentment and do what they like. Even if there is some friction, it can be used as a spice in life to make life more colorful.

Suddenly, a carriage drove quickly on the street ahead. Even though the street was very spacious, some civilians still had to dodge quickly to avoid being hit.

The young man frowned and put his left hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist. He appeared in front of the carriage in just two steps. An intimidating pressure rushed forward, forcing the carriage to stop.

Call!

The horse's cry resounded throughout the street, and the horse's front hooves were raised high, but the young man was unafraid and his eyes were filled with righteousness.

"Who are you and why are you blocking my way?" The driver was very angry and asked standing on the carriage.

The young man looked at each other coldly and said, "You don't recognize my clothes? I'm running rampant on the street. Didn't you read the traffic laws?"

"I don't know what the traffic laws are. Let me tell you, this is the goods that Duke Padridge wants to give to Baron Arnold. You are not something that a small person like you can stop!" The groom pretended to be a duke and acted very arrogantly.

"snort!"

The young man snorted coldly, causing the groom to fall from the car. Then the young man stepped forward and said.

"Remember, this is the City of Miracles, and no matter who comes here, they should abide by the laws of this city."

The young man looked up at the goods behind the carriage, "Moreover, any items sent to the Lord's Mansion should be submitted to the Security Team and the Affairs Department for review. You, an outsider, have trespassed into the Lord's private area without permission. You know what will happen." The result?"

The groom gulped and was frightened by the young man's tone. He asked anxiously: "What will happen?"

The young man said in a calm tone: "Executed on the spot."

At this time, the groom was not calm at all, he was trembling all over, and he almost died. If it weren't for the little brother in front of him, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Thank you, thank you. What should I call you?" the groom said gratefully.

The young man looked at him strangely and said: "I'm just an ordinary member of the security team. Don't be too busy thanking me. Follow me to the security team to go through the punishment process. Driving a carriage at a speed exceeding the prescribed speed on the streets of the city almost caused an accident. He was injured and refused to cooperate. He intended to break into the Lord's Mansion without permission."

The young man counted the groom's crimes one by one. The groom was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and said hurriedly: "Don't talk nonsense! I never wanted to break into the lord's mansion!"

While the two were talking, a group of people came from behind. The leader came forward and saw the scene. He was surprised and said, "Hey, Jesse? Why are you wearing the uniform of the security team?"

Yes, this young man is Jessepher, the twelfth seat of the Knights of the Round Table.

"It turns out to be Mr. Marvin, why are you here?" Jesseff smiled awkwardly and asked instead of explaining his behavior.

Marvin glanced at him, and then smiled knowingly, "The security team received the report, and I happened to be fine. I brought someone to take a look."

Jesseff nodded and reported the incident to Marvin in detail. After understanding the cause and effect, Marvin looked at the groom with a much colder look and ordered the security team to take the man and the carriage back for review and verify the identity of the groom.

After everyone left, Marvin looked at Jesse with a smile, making him very embarrassed.

"Mr. Marvin, I'm going back to training right now." Jesseff said as he felt uncomfortable.

Marvin stopped him and chuckled: "I'm not blaming you, I'm just surprised that Byron didn't tell me that you joined the security team."

"I asked Mr. Byron not to tell anyone about it, because I felt that my identity was." Jessefor explained that he did not join the security team, but he could act as a security team in normal times, and Byron was the only one. I know there is an extra person in the security team.

Hearing this, Marvin immediately understood. He pondered for a moment and said: "Since you are interested in playing the role of the security team, let me tell you the news. The night market will be open. You can usually go out to patrol at night to maintain the stability of public security in the city."

Jesseff nodded and accepted the job. Marvin didn't talk to him much. The security team's affairs were piled up a lot, and he still needed to sort them out.

"Opening a night market? The lord is indeed a man of foresight and does things that others dare not do."

Jesseff was filled with emotion in his heart. From the first time he met the lord, his knowledge was being refreshed. He was very lucky that he could work under such a great person.

Keeping some thoughts in his mind, Jessefo continued to patrol the city in the uniform of a security force. Once a dispute with too great an impact occurred, he would step forward to deal with it.

I checked the land tax issue in the previous chapter. Originally I thought it was 90%, but after checking, except for the Qin Dynasty’s 60-70%, the others were in the 3.0% range, so I took 10%. . If you have more details, leave a message in the comment area and I will change it.