Half a month later, Locke woke up slowly. When he opened his eyes, he immediately looked around. A white stone table was displayed in the neat room, and a dark red cane was lying calmly on the stone table.

"I am still alive... and passed by death again..." After seeing the place where I was, Locke thought to himself. At that time, he felt the breath of life gradually dissipating, just like when he was crushed by a rock gravel in his previous life.

"It was her who saved me!" Locke looked down at the white cloth strip wrapped around his chest, and recalled the angry girl who had been as calm as water, the girl who had always been as dull as water would be angry. If she knew that I would be unfavorable to her, I don't know what kind of mood she would be.

"Crack..." The sound from the door interrupted Locke's thoughts. He turned his head and looked at the door, and saw a maid standing at the door with a basin in her hand.

"Are you awake?" The maid looked at Locke sitting on the bed, her eyes were shocked and happy. She had heard that the boy would have to wake up at least half a year, and perhaps never wake up again. Unexpectedly, he woke up in just half a month.

The maid quickly walked into the room, put down the basin of the water in her hand, and said, "You are seriously injured and can't move around." As she said that, she came to Locke, held the latter's arm, and asked him to lie down. Locke also felt that his body was very weak now, so he lay down along the woman's hand.

Locke said: "What's your name?"

"Bai Yan"

"Can you tell me why I'm still alive?"

Bai Yan glanced at him and said, "Of course it was the princess who saved you. If the princess hadn't taken the 'Nine-Turn Golden Pill' to you, even if you had ten lives, you might not have survived now!"

"Nine-Turning Golden Pill!" Locke frowned and asked in confusion. The moment before he was unconscious, he vaguely heard the name.

"That's a treasure, a gift given to the White King by an eighth-level strongman. The White King gave it to the princess again. It is said that there are only three pills in the world, and no matter how serious the injury is, it can be cured..."

Locke's heart trembled slightly. He didn't know how powerful the eighth-level strongman was, but just from the number and efficacy of the pill, it was definitely a treasure. Locke's heart was even more puzzled, "Why did my despicable life in everyone's eyes make Bai Hui like this?"

"You have a good rest, I'll report to the princess." After the woman said that, she left the door without waiting for Locke to speak.

After a while, footsteps came from outside the room. Surrounded by several maids, Bai Hui walked into the room. Her snow-like dress was not covered with dust, and her face was elegant like a lotus. With a gentle smile, even the bright moon was fascinated.

"You're awake" Bai Hui smiled gently, and Lianbu moved to Locke's bed. Seeing the smile of the woman in front of him, Locke couldn't help feeling like spring breeze and nodded slightly.

At the door, a woman in black robe and Bai Ying stood side by side. After entering the door and seeing Locke, the surprise on their faces did not disappear. Is this kid's physique or the Nine-Turn Golden Pill effective? In the end, everyone attributed the reason why Locke could recover so quickly to the divine pill.

"You guys go out first, I have something to ask him alone?" Bai Hui said. Everyone saluted and stepped out!

Locke became nervous. Did she find something?

"Why did you escape?" Bai Hui looked straight at Locke and whispered.

"..." If someone else asked, Locke could have made up thousands of reasons. But for the woman in front of him, he couldn't speak for a long time, and he swallowed the words several times.

"Oh!" Seeing that he didn't say anything for a long time, Bai Hui sighed leisurely and stood up and said, "I know that no one wants to be locked up here, let alone you are a slave who has lost your freedom. You should not do such a stupid thing in the future. Once you enter the Baita, you cannot leave easily. I will get married in another half a year, and I will give you freedom when the time comes."

"Get well to recover from your injuries! Bai Yan will stay here to take care of you." After saying that, Bai Hui walked out of the door.

As the days passed, Locke's injuries gradually recovered. During the days of recuperation, Locke was not idle. Bai Yan, as Bai Hui's personal maid, was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Locke asked him to teach him to read, and Bai Yan happily agreed. So Locke began to learn the words of this world.

In such a world where there is no TV, it is difficult to pass time, but it is just enough to use this time to study. Locke focuses all his attention on studying, and Bai Hui will often come here to visit, but Locke tries to keep a distance from her.

Three months passed in a blink of an eye, and Locke also mastered the text of this world. Lucke was very glad that although the world was extremely vast and divided into five continents, the language and text were connected. Therefore, he could understand the letters left by Yan Feng.

For Locke, Yan Feng could no longer be equated with people. The arrogant figure standing on the violent storm and sand was a powerful means of killing people with just one look, which was no different from God. So when he could understand the content recorded in the note, Locke almost jumped out. After being separated from Jason, he was sold as a slave and used as a chess piece, and his life and death were like grass in the eyes of others. He deeply realized that if the weak prey on the weak, if he wanted to live in this world, he had to have strong power. Like Yan Feng, who would dare to bully himself?

At night, it was as dark as ink. In the room in the white tower, Locke closed the door tightly, lit a candle, sat at the stone table, carefully examining the book in his hand.

Magic is the attack method of a magician. Releasing a magic requires magic power, mental power, and spells... Magic power can only be cultivated with the affinity of magic elements. It is formed by absorbing elements free from space and gathering in the body. However, if you want to gather more magic power, you can only rely on powerful mental power. Mental power is trained through special meditation methods. Only when the magic power is strong and the mental power is strong can you perform powerful magic...

Locke becomes more and more obsessed with it the more he reads. This is written by Yan Feng himself. Whether it is the introduction or the subsequent description of the practice and promotion, it is very clear, and the sentences are straightforward and easy to understand. From this note, Locke learned that many magicians cannot know. For example, the advanced fireball technique mentioned in it is divided into low, medium and high levels, and the power of advanced magic is a hundred times that of low-level magic. If a first-level magician masters advanced fireball technique, he can definitely severely damage the second-level magician. There are huge differences between the first-level magicians. In other words, ten first-level magicians may not be the opponent of a second-level magician. Magic and fighting spirit are the same. The more you practice to the rear, the greater the gap between different levels.

It took three days before Locke browsed the entire note from beginning to end. Then he returned to the first page and started learning from the beginning. Although Locke was sloppy and lazy, he understood the principle of step-by-step progress.
Chapter completed!