"Why is it so cold here?"
Isla Ning said as she sat down by the campfire, stretching out her small hands to warm them.
With her pursuers dealt with, she had completely relaxed.
Morintis knew the low temperature was due to the Skeleton Warriors.
He immediately had them disperse.
Knowing Morintis disliked talking, Isla simply started chattering on her own.
"I found a Serendipity Treasure Chest in the Kamen Orc Legion camp in Shaohai City.
You know, those chests that appear randomly.
I happened to find one.
I opened it and got this Intermediate Skill Scroll.
But those guys saw me.
They wanted to steal my Intermediate Skill Scroll.
Even though this thing isn't worth much, how could I easily hand over something I worked hard to get?
So they chased me, and I ran.
Been running for two days, from Shaohai City all the way to Westsea City.
Aren't they annoying, like pesky bugs?"
From her words, it was clear that even an Intermediate Skill Scroll worth 10 million Gold Coins wasn't a big deal to her.
It was unknown which major family this young lady came from, but she was undoubtedly very wealthy.
Morintis looked at Isla, waiting for her to finish before saying softly, "You almost died earlier."
Isla replied, "Don't worry, I can't die.
When I suffer fatal damage, I get teleported away automatically.
But still, thank you.
If it weren't for you just now, even though I wouldn't have died, I definitely would have been injured.
You have to understand, getting hurt is really painful.
Isla hates pain the most."
Alright, Morintis felt his concern was unnecessary.
She had protective treasures and couldn't die.
Isla stretched out her hand.
"I even gave you the Intermediate Skill Scroll.
Do you have any more food?
I'm still not full."
Morintis took out a few steamed buns.
The buns were loot from earlier; there were over ten of them.
Isla shook her head.
"No buns.
I want sweet potatoes."
Morintis was momentarily speechless, then swapped the buns for sweet potatoes.
"That's more like it.
This young lady doesn't eat dead people's stuff," Isla said, taking the sweet potato and eating it with relish.
Was this sweet potato really that delicious?
Watching Isla eat, it seemed genuinely tasty.
"Morintis, are you here to level up?
Looking at your level, you probably haven't entered a higher education institute yet, right?"
Isla asked between bites.
Morintis nodded.
"Not yet."
Isla was already accustomed to Morintis's speaking habits.
"Which higher education institute are you planning to test for?"
"Xiaming Academy," Morintis said quietly.
"Hmm, Xiaming Academy is very good."
Hearing Xiaming Academy, Isla didn't seem surprised at all.
In her view, with Morintis's strength, he could test into any academy.
Who else could easily crush Level 20 class holders at Level 10, killing three at once?
If even Morintis couldn't get into Xiaming Academy, then probably no one could.
Isla suddenly thought of something, her eyes shining.
"If you go to Xiaming Academy, remember to challenge their Divine Dragon Tower.
And for the first challenge, the rewards are doubled.
Try to climb as high as you can.
The higher you go, the better.
That way you'll get more points.
At Xiaming Academy, points are more useful than gold coins.
Also, also, there's the Genesis College within Xiaming Academy.
If possible, you must get in."
Isla seemed very familiar with Xiaming Academy, telling Morintis all about it.
From her words, Morintis formed a general outline of Xiaming Academy in his mind.
Ninety-nine percent of the time, Isla was the one talking.
Morintis just listened, occasionally responding with a single word.
Eventually, Isla's chatter faded away.
Morintis took out a piece of clothing to use as a blanket for Isla, while he himself began to meditate.
The next day, sunlight streamed down.
Morintis, his Spirit fully recovered, woke from meditation.
Isla was blinking her large eyes at him.
"Got any more sweet potatoes?"
Isla stretched out her hand with a smile.
Morintis directly took out one sweet potato and gave it to her.
"Not enough.
More."
Morintis took out another one.
"Can't you be less stingy?
They're just sweet potatoes.
Can't you give me a few more?"
"Right, right, a grown man should be generous.
Give them all to me, all of them!"
Morintis ended up giving Isla almost all twenty-plus sweet potatoes he had, not keeping a single one for himself.
"Really, no more?"
Isla still didn't believe him, looking as if she wanted to rummage through his storage space herself.
Morintis nodded.
"Really, none left."
Only then did Isla let him off.
"Alright, alright, I believe you."
"This young lady is leaving now.
I need to go level up too, Morintis.
See you later!"
"Hurry up and level.
You can power-level me in the future."
Isla left decisively, taking the sweet potatoes and the piece of clothing she used as a blanket with her.
After Isla left, Morintis murmured to himself, "I'll power-level you in the future."
After a whole night, the Goblin monsters in this area still hadn't respawned.
The monster respawn time far exceeded Morintis's expectations.
He figured he must have killed them too quickly.
A faint scent of blood lingered in the forest.
The three corpses still lay on the ground.
Morintis looked at the corpses and silently cast the skill he learned yesterday.
Corpse Explosion.
With a loud boom, a large area of trees was blown to smithereens—not just knocked down, but utterly shredded.
A large crater appeared on the ground, 20 meters in diameter and over 10 meters deep.
The power was quite considerable.
Morintis realized the damage range of Corpse Explosion was a full 360 degrees in all directions.
"Looking at it this way, detonating it mid-air might be even more powerful."
He had just detonated the Mage's corpse.
He ordered a Skeleton Warrior to throw the Archer's corpse into the air.
He activated the skill on the airborne corpse.
Another loud boom erupted, even more powerful than the last, confirming his guess.
An airburst resulted in greater power.
However, Corpse Explosion also had a drawback: it could easily cause friendly fire.
He and his Skeleton Warriors wouldn't be hurt by it, but it was hard to say for party members.