After the transaction was over, Claire set her sights on Chen Han on the opposite side of the three more ancient books in her trading space.
The other party was holding the glass in his hand and the test tube music was blooming. Claire couldn't help but smile in her heart. The way the cowboy used to set himself up was quite useful.
Moreover, it is obvious that there is such a golden finger that can transact across borders, but now what he pursues is still the mundane thing like money, which is unbearable.
Chen Han carefully put the glass from the trade into his arms, there was still a little time left, so he chatted with Claire.
"Do you have a friend who has a fixed transaction?" Claire asked. He was still a little confused about this transaction, whether to save this transaction point and use it to become a friend.
"What fixed trading friends?" Chen Han scratched his head, "Can you still have fixed trading?"
Claire repeated what the cowboy had told him earlier.
"Is that so? Can you become a regular friend if you have a little trading point?" Chen Han thought while dragging his chin, but in the end he shook his head, "Forget it, you can only trade once a year, what can I do? Have the patience to wait for it for two years."
"Huh?!" Claire's eyelids jumped.
But before he could ask carefully, the cross-border high-definition call was automatically closed because the time was up.
A year to trade? His trading interval is not the same as mine. Claire thought, is it because the world is different? There are still differences in individual systems, and invisible conditions that you do not know can reduce the time interval between transactions.
Or because of the difference in the speed of the world, so I can save a few trading points in a week, and the other party can only save a few trading points in a year.
After thinking for a long time, Claire shook her head and gave up thinking. There was too little information, and she couldn't come to any useful conclusions.
He took out the three books in the trading space. The moment they were taken out, a light instantly enveloped the three books.
Claire took a few steps back in surprise, looking at the three books as if they were being flipped by some invisible force, clatter!
He quickly turned from the beginning to the end of the book, and finally the light disappeared into the void, and the three books lost their magic and landed on the table.
After observing for a few minutes, and after confirming that there was no danger, Claire walked over and gently lifted the cover of a book.
It was only then that I suddenly realized.
"It was translating the text just now..."
Claire picked up the book with confidence. The text on it had become the language of this world, and it seemed that it was modified by the magical white light just now.
Taking a look, Claire murmured again: "Or... is this the rules that make things in another world adapt to this world?"
The text on that book is not like the classical Chinese as he imagined, but it is very popular. Even the proper nouns and terms for cultivation in the martial arts world have been modified into words such as knight and fighting spirit.
Claire looked at the two books on the table again, "Mage's spiritual movement method? This is the previous Xiao Zhoutian movement method, right?"
Claire picked up the ancient book. Originally, she just wanted to look at it casually, but she didn't think so and quickly immersed herself in it. The spiritual power practice method depicted in this book and the magician in this world cultivate spiritual power. The way is not a way at all.
But after reading it, Claire was particularly excited, "This seems to be feasible! Although the methods of cultivation are different, they have the same goal. In the end, the goal of cultivating spiritual power can still be achieved."
After reading this book, Claire went to read the remaining ancient book on body technique, but put it down after reading a few pages. It was not about the cultivation method of magicians, and the first book The same is true of knights.
However, there seems to be no such thing as a practice in this world.
Regardless of the fact that it was midnight now, Claire picked up the book on spiritual power cultivation and read it carefully, and began to practice slowly following the instructions above.
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In the early morning, the first rays of sunlight rising from the east shone on the tallest building in Nafhu, the spire of the Viscounty.
Reagan, as usual, skillfully walked to the room where his young master rested on the sixth floor, ready to knock on the door and called Claire up for dinner.
But before the knuckles could knock on the door panel, the door was opened from the inside.
"Morning Reagan." Claire walked out from inside, stretched, and then walked down the stairs.
"Young...Master, good morning." Reagan stood there sluggishly. It wasn't the reason why Claire got up early.
It's a very strange feeling, the young master seems to be a little different today, more energetic.
After a simple wash, Claire sat on the sofa in the living room and checked her condition. The invisible mental power fluctuations were spreading outwards, which was why Reagan felt different just now.
After a night of training according to the method in that book, Claire was actually promoted from a junior mage to an intermediate mage!
You must know that if this is replaced by the usual accumulation, it will take two to three years to break through to the intermediate mage, and the book took only one night to soar Claire's mental strength to a level that is enough to support it. The level of an intermediate mage.
Of course, it is impossible after such a large surge, but if he maintains a relatively high rate of spiritual power increase, it can still support him until he is promoted to a high-level mage.
However, according to Claire's estimation, after the cultivation method in this book reaches a high-level mage, it is estimated that it will not be used much. The end of its road is there. Find some other cultivation method.
"Crack!" Claire snapped her fingers.
A flame appeared in front of him, and a terrifying heat wave could be seen around the flame.
Claire flipped her hand again, and a magic hand picked up a glass on the table. This is one of the small spells that are often used in experiments.
He leaned against the glass lightly, and it took less than five seconds before the glass softened, and a strand of glass was pulled out by the force of gravity.
Claire's eyes lit up, "The temperature of the flame has exceeded six hundred degrees, otherwise it would be impossible to soften the glass. It seems that the strength of this mid-level mage can really match that of a silver-level knight. what."
Although it is said that the battle between mages and knights in the early stage is not dominant, this move is enough to cause significant damage to silver-level knights.
Claire was secretly delighted for a while, but her smile soon froze. She killed a silver knight with a gun a week ago. It seems that the strength of the intermediate mage himself is not comparable to a gun.
It seems that there is nothing to be happy about, right?
Claire's mood improved because of the promotion, and suddenly became depressed.
Advance to the Advanced Mage as soon as possible. According to my understanding, ordinary guns will not work for gold-level knights, and it will not work for advanced Mage. The gap between them is also widened. Generally, it takes three gold-level knights to contain a high-level mage.
After a simple breakfast, Claire asked Reagan to prepare the carriage. He was going to go to the military camp again. If the spiritual training method he had traded was useful to him, the other two books on knights should also be able to play. worked.
As soon as he walked into the hall, Claire saw a familiar figure lying on the floor, holding a small rag in both hands, stomping on both calves quickly, pushing the rag to wipe the floor.
Claire looked at Reagan in surprise. Before Reagan had time to ask, Melly, who was lying on the floor, said hello.
"Good morning, big brother! Good morning, Grandpa Regan!"
Claire unexpectedly looked at Reagan beside him, you betrayed the revolution with your thick eyebrows and big eyes? I remember you used to be very disliked by commoners like Mellie.