Time travel game, starting from Kingdom Come: Deliverance

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Each time he clearly saw a detail of the idol, his brain felt as if it were being struck by an invisible hammer, accompanied by intense throbbing and stinging pain.

Suddenly, Mo Jiang felt a pang of heart palpitation and powerlessness, and his consciousness withdrew from the calm and boundless darkness.

I opened my eyes. The incense had burned out again, and the sky outside the window began to brighten.

"Looks like we'll need to add more incense."

Mo Jiang only had two pieces of incense, intending to test whether the meditation method was truly effective. Now it seems he needs to prepare more of this incense.

The incense helps one enter a state of visualization quickly.

This visualization took a full five hours, but the result was absolutely delightful.

During these five hours of meditation, Mo Jiang's mental strength was enhanced again, reaching a level of 1.9.

This meditation method may be dangerous, but its effects are truly powerful.

The enhancement of mental strength also brought about certain changes.

The most obvious changes are in vision and hearing; things around the eyes become clearer, and subtle sounds can be heard.

In addition, the senses of touch, smell, and taste are all enhanced to varying degrees.

All in all, Mo Jiang felt like he had a 4090 graphics card installed, with the graphics and configuration set to the highest level.

Seeing that it was already daylight outside the window, Mo Jiang packed up the inflatable swimming pool and various other items that could not be discovered and took them back to the modern warehouse. At the same time, he opened the doors and windows to let the smell of incense out of the room.

In the wooden house where the incense smoke had dissipated, Mo Jiang stared at his slightly trembling fingertips, the price of breaking through to 1.9 in mental strength only now becoming apparent.

It felt as if a dozen steel needles were piercing my skull, and every breath brought a sharp pain deep within my skull.

He staggered and pulled out a Henry-grade marigold potion, which he poured down his throat. The warm life force barely suppressed the throbbing in his nerves.

"Damn... I'm only twenty and I already have migraines?"

The divine silhouette forcibly imprinted in my consciousness continues to burn my thoughts, like a branding iron embedded in the cerebral cortex.

The enhancement of the five senses at this time is like a long punishment; the first thing the keen senses have to face is pain.

But it's worth it; the inventory now contains over fifty bottles of three different potions, increasing alchemy efficiency several times over.

Forcibly suppress the pain, commanding the brain to block out sensations that affect bodily functions.

After a while, the pain slowly subsided.

……

After daybreak, Henry and his group of four, who had rested for a day, arrived at the cabin.

Clearly, these boys and their families had made a choice: the meat they ate until they were stuffed, and the spices that even nobles dared not use in excess, were hard for the boys to refuse.

Not to mention, after eating the food from Mojiang, they found that the beans and black bread they usually ate were so difficult to swallow.

After experiencing the burst of spices on their tongues and the sensation of oily juices sliding down their throats, the boys could no longer tolerate their hunger and ordinary food.

Mo Jiang pushed open the wooden house door and pulled out a small cart, which still contained those familiar wooden barrels.

This time, without Mo Jiang's reminder, the boys took soap and went to wash their hands.

The contents of the wooden bucket this time were relatively light: boiled eggs, oatmeal porridge, milk, and a bunch of steamed buns and meat buns stuffed into the bucket.

After finishing the meal, Mo Jiang pointed to the fence and assigned tasks, "Rebuild the fence. After you finish, estimate whether it meets the standards. If it does, then build the stable."

Mo Jiang held up two fingers. "Two days."

"If you can build a qualified stable within two days, I will give you a long-term job, and you will be my employees from now on."

For Mojiang, these teenagers had basically passed their test; what remained was the comprehensive test of building a stable.

If they pass, it means they are worth Mo Jiang's significant investment in their development.

Upon hearing this request, the boys didn't speak, but instead sped up their eating.

For the first time in their lives, they realized that an opportunity to change their destiny was right in front of them.

An opportunity to change their future, which could only be that of farmers.

An opportunity that would change the fate of their entire family.

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Author's note: Thank you to [心頭殅廅] and [堪德吉終绑·硬] for the donations.

29. Savior's Dry Wine = Save File

As before, Mo Jiang found a quiet place to stay, with no intention of supervising the construction.

He issued a task, and the boys would be rewarded if they completed it. As for how to complete the task...

As long as it doesn't violate his moral bottom line, Mo Jiang basically doesn't care what methods are used.

If a few teenagers have that ability, asking the villagers for help is also a skill.

Mo Jiang sketched out the surrounding terrain in his mind; over the past few days, he had roughly figured out the various parts of the village.

He added many defensive measures to the topographical map in his mind, but then rejected them one by one.

Finally he came to a conclusion.

“That dilapidated wooden hut is not qualified to form a defensive line. If we want to protect Skalitz, we cannot let the Cumans rush into the village.”

If the battlefield is to be moved outside of Skaritz, then Mo Jiang needs a stronger physique. Not only himself, but also the hunting dogs and horses need to be strengthened accordingly.

Hounds need improvements in agility, while warhorses need improvements in stamina and sprint.

Therefore, Mo Jiang needed to refine more different kinds of medicines.

……

Once his mental strength reaches 1.9, Mo Jiang can refine the vast majority of potions.

Mo Jiang quickly refined a batch of medicine according to the formula, and then began to test its effects and record them.

[Stomachic medicine: General grade, improves the body's digestion and absorption capacity, and can ignore common mushroom poisoning. Whether it can relieve other types of food poisoning has not been tested.]

Note: This can be used in combination with calendula potion on those brats, but I'd better not touch this stuff; drinking a whole bottle would mean I ate my breakfast for nothing.

Chamomile decoction: Henry grade. After taking it, you will enter a deep sleep and your injuries will be healed. However, you will be very hungry after waking up. It also has a certain restorative effect on mental strength.

Note: You can give some to your family members when you have time, as one or two of them have poor sleep quality. I need to be careful with this stuff myself; if I accidentally drink it on the battlefield, I'll have to immediately stab my thigh with a knife to wake myself up.

[Aesop's Potion: Potent. After drinking it, combined with mental power, one can vaguely perceive the physical movement of warhorses, thereby adjusting the riding posture. It can also vaguely perceive the emotions of puppies, and one's commands can be translated into content that they understand through mental power, which is very helpful for training.]

Note: If this is effective even for someone without spiritual power, you can get a dose for Old Zhang. He says he's too old to go into the forest, but he's always having a blast wandering the village with Tie Tou.

[Savior Dry Wine: Weak Potency...]

Mo Jiang hesitated for a moment as he wrote this, but then continued recording.

【Salvation Dry Wine: Weak Effect. Pour this on the door, and that door will become the location where I appear next time I travel from the modern world. The effect of one bottle of the potion only works once.】

Note: Extremely important, on par with Lazarus's Elixir!!!

The pen tip forcefully wrote the words "Salvation Wine" on the notebook, verifying the effect of "Salvation Wine." For Mo Jiang, this was no less than installing a crack patch for "Kingdom Come: Deliverance."

The effect of the [Salvation Dry Wine] made Mo Jiang no longer appear in a fixed location, giving him more flexibility.

Combined with Mo Jiang's inventory, this effect allows him to create an assassination with an absolute alibi.

By splashing the "Salvation Dry Wine" on the door the target passes by, Mo Jiang only needs to travel through the modern world to reach the target's door, stab the target with his longsword, then push open the door to return to the modern world, and then push open the door again to return to the wooden house.

This method of assassination would be impossible to prevent even in the Middle Ages, let alone in modern times with a surveillance network as powerful as Skynet.

Of course, this assassination tactic can also be used in military camps to assassinate enemy commanders.

But this approach is too risky and uncertain.

At this moment, in Mo Jiang's mind, the [Salvation Dry Wine] and the [Lazarus Potion] were equally important potions.

The Lazarus Potion represents a glimmer of hope when one is critically injured and on the verge of death, while the Salvation Potion is the Town Portal Scroll from Diablo II.

This also prevents Mojiang from having to consider buying a house as a teleportation anchor every time he arrives in a new place.

To be honest, he's only twenty years old and doesn't want to take on a mortgage too soon.

However, the refining of [Salvation Dry Wine] is extremely difficult, and for Mo Jiang, the success rate is also very low. Ten portions of materials can usually only produce one or two bottles of finished product, and they are all of weak efficacy.

Mo Jiang used all the materials to refine the "Salvation Dry Wine", but in the end, only eight bottles were finished.

After verifying the effects of the medicine, it was already evening.

With the help of tools, the boys had already finished the fence and chicken coop, and they even completed the doghouse.

The stables haven't started construction yet, but most of the necessary materials have been prepared, and it looks like construction can begin tomorrow.

After washing their hands and eating as usual, Mo Jiang saw that there was still a lot of food left, so he once again let the boys divide it up and take it home.

If these teenagers are to focus on their work, their families must also be taken care of.

Let the boys' families know that by working in Mojiang, they can not only feed themselves, but also provide for their entire families.

By then, their families might even encourage the teenagers to work hard.

At night, the families of several teenagers once again tasted a modern-day culinary bomb.

……

The following day, Mo Jiang still did not supervise the work, but instead carried his war bow and led his hunting dogs into the mountains.

Bringing dogs into the mountains serves two purposes: first, to familiarize ourselves with the surrounding environment, and second, to train these hunting dogs.

After a few days of feeding with medication, the wolf cubs had grown three or four times larger, their teeth had become sharper, and although their howls were still whimpering, they had begun to show a very faint ferocity.

Mo Jiang has already started considering changing the diet of these wolf cubs to raw meat and bones, either today or tomorrow.

And thirdly, it's not just about training hunting dogs, but also about Mojiang training his own mountain and forest abilities.

Before entering the mountains, Mo Jiang took the Aesop potion, which transformed his mental energy into vague information that the hunting dogs could understand.

With a gesture from Mo Jiang, the three yellow and two black figures disappeared into the bushes and vanished without a trace.

Whether it's training the hunting dogs or training oneself, a goal is needed—a replacement before the arrival of the Cumans.

In the medieval forests, such targets were certainly not few.

[土匪峮贰妻鹨就翼鏾/虾], meaning bandits.

Mojang remembers clearly that after Skarlitz was destroyed, a band of bandits plundered Skarlitz after the Cumans.

Their leader, the Shorty, even stole Henry's sword, which was also a relic of Henry's foster father, the blacksmith Martin.

This band of robbers also had a base in the mountains, with dozens of people.

To avoid the destruction of Skarlitz, we must not focus solely on the Cumans.

These bandits would never mind rushing in and looting when Skarlitz's defenses are weakened.

30. Five-minute speedrun of the bandit camp

The hounds had a keen sense of smell and quickly located the camp of a band of robbers.

Mo Jiang found a spot where he could observe the camp. His pupils dilated and contracted under the effect of the [Archer's Potion], and the image in his eyes magnified and shrank with the changes in his pupils, scanning the number of people and weapons in the camp like a hawk.

The effect of the Archer's Potion allows Mo Jiang's vision to zoom in and out like a mobile phone camera.

"Five people, two of whom were wearing leather armor, and none of them had ranged weapons."

Almost instantly, Mo Jiang made a decision: he and his hound squad could easily take down five units without heavy armor.

Mo Jiang moved silently through the mountains and forests like a big cat, approaching the bandits like a ghost. As he got closer, he could even hear the conversation of the higher-ranking leather-armored bandits.

While they were boasting about their previous robbery, how the passing farmer was terrified and how they brutally murdered him.

Of the remaining three, two were doing odd jobs, cleaning bloodstains from weapons and maintaining them, while the other patrolled around the camp.

Just as the bandit reached the direction furthest from the camp and turned to return, a tall figure suddenly leaped out of the bushes.

Mo Jiang formed his five fingers into claws, his thumb, index finger, and middle finger gripping the robber's throat, rendering him unable to make a sound, while his right hand held a knife and thrust straight in.

The robber was only wearing a thin shirt, which was no match for the knife that pierced his chest. At the same time, Mo Jiang twisted his wrist, making the knife rotate inside his chest.

The whole process took less than three seconds; in the blink of an eye, the robber died silently at Mo Jiang's hands.

He dragged the body into the bushes to cover it up, giving the other bandits five minutes before they realized something was wrong with the patrol.