Wizard: I have ten trillion nanomachines

Watching his trusted knight disappear into the forest path, William turned around, his gaze returning to the giant bear's carcass, his eyes brimming with greed.

He crouched down, reached out his hand, and gently touched the giant bear's cold rock armor with his fingertips.

The hard texture, mixed with dried black blood, sent a surge of heat through his heart.

Wait, blood?

William's heart sank; he had completely forgotten the most crucial element: the blood of the magical beast!

After the examination, William was furious.

With such a large monster, if you bleed it, you could easily get fifty jars of fresh blood.

But the bear's artery had already been severed, and its blood had been drawn from it.

No, the artery has been cut open for so long, the blood has already almost all flowed out!

Although eating its flesh and blood has the same effect, it is far inferior to drinking its blood directly.

It's a very simple logic. As a monster, its flesh and blood are so tough that swords and blades can't cut through it. Eating it is no different from eating iron or stone.

It's difficult to digest after eating it, and its efficiency is far inferior to drinking blood.

Without blood, this monster is worth at least half as much!

"My lord, what should we do with the monster's corpse?" Just then, a knight stepped forward and asked.

The giant bear was so enormous that even after removing its thick stone armor and undergoing slaughter, it would still weigh at least ten tons. Transporting it back would be no easy task.

"Go find some sturdy vines and tree trunks nearby. We'll remove the stone armor from the corpse and secure it. Once the caravan sent by the family arrives, we'll transport the whole thing back to our territory."

Although it was only half the value, it was still quite valuable, and William still wanted to take the body back.

After saying that, the remaining three began to take action.

Then, before they knew it, it was late at night, and the two knights who had been sent back to deliver the message quietly returned to the Wimbledon family's territory.

Two dark figures silently infiltrated Oro's mansion. The knight who had been sent back to deliver the message knelt on the ground and whispered to the man sitting in the shadows, "Lord Oro, Count... they have unfortunately fallen in battle."

Upon hearing this, Oro slowly raised his head, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, but he deliberately feigned a sorrowful expression: "How could this happen? My elder brother was clearly a mid-level knight, how could he have fallen to a magical beast?"

As he spoke, a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips.

It was a truly unexpected surprise. Monsters are powerful and hunting them is extremely dangerous, but he never imagined they could be so dangerous that an entire elite legion would be wiped out.

"It's not the monster's fault," the knight quickly added. "There are sword wounds, as if he was killed by other knights. However, they didn't take the body."

"Lord William told us to come back and report the news, and at the same time, to have the family send a caravan to transport the monster's corpse back."

Upon hearing this, Oro tapped his fingers on the table, realizing there was another factor at play.

However, he didn't care about the mysterious knight at all. As long as he could get the title and the monster's corpse, nothing else mattered.

"Understood," Auro stood up, his voice turning cold. "You two go down first and guard the courtyard gate. Don't let anyone in tonight."

"yes!"

"Next, it's time to clean up the blood clots within the family."

Tonight, a bloody battle is destined to take place.

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Deep in the forest.

After packing his things, Luo Kunlun spent a whole day walking into the forest.

A cave came into view in the distance, behind a patch of low bushes.

The cave entrance was covered with vines, which, after being cut down with a sword, revealed that someone had apparently lived there for some time.

The cave wasn't large; inside were a few rotten pieces of firewood, and several empty pottery jars were scattered on the ground.

I don't know whose it is, but it looks like it's been abandoned for many years.

Luo Kunlun decided to settle down here.

After putting away the armor, the blood-filled pouches, and other miscellaneous items, Luo Kunlun rested for a while before getting down to business.

First, the armor needs to be repaired.

Fine sandpaper was a tool that knights carried with them to maintain their weapons and armor.

Luo Kunlun found some of them when he left.

Use sandpaper to carefully polish along the scratches on the armor surface. The dark brown rust and scratches gradually disappear under the friction of the sandpaper, revealing the cold, bright metallic luster beneath the steel plate.

When encountering a dent, find a piece of wood to place on the outside of the armor, and then gently tap the inside. With a dull "thump, thump," the dent will slowly bounce back and gradually return to a flat state.

After a period of time, the Blo heavy armor, which was originally covered with scratches and dents, was basically restored to its original appearance. Only a few deeper marks could not be completely eliminated, but they did not affect the overall defense.

After repairing the Blo heavy armor, Lokunlun continued to train while using the giant bear blood from the water sac.

While improving physical fitness, we also conduct combat training.

After the previous battles, Luo Kunlun found that while his movements were fluid and graceful thanks to his nanomachines, he ultimately lacked real combat experience.

The advantage of nanomachines lies in data capture and precise calculation, enabling them to analyze an opponent's trajectory and speed.

But real-world combat is complex, and it is foolish to entrust one's life and fortune to the data responses of machines.

Therefore, practical training is essential.

The day after settling in, in a clearing deep in the mountains, before the morning mist had completely dissipated, Luo Kunlun stood in the center, holding a broken steel greatsword.

There was no one in front of them, yet the air was thick with a chilling atmosphere. The nanomachines were using light and shadow to simulate ten phantom knights holding long spears.

The movements, breathing, and even the details of muscle tension in the phantom are indistinguishable from those of a real person.

Nanomachines can generate virtual images of opponents and even create realistic pain.

In this way, practical simulation is nothing.

"Combat simulation activated. Difficulty: One against ten gunners with a physical fitness level of 6.5, with synchronized pain." The mechanical voice of the nanomachine sounded in my mind.

The moment the words left his lips, Luo Kunlun did not hesitate. He swung his heavy sword first, the blade whistling as it swept towards the foremost phantom.

The illusory figure reacted extremely quickly, blocking with its spear. A crisp "clang" rang out, causing a slight numbness in his hand and a real, tingling sensation in his arm. This was a simulated impact feedback generated through nerve stimulation.

The afterimages followed one after another, with spears thrusting from all directions, some aimed directly at the chest, others sweeping across the lower body.

Luo Kunlun could only dodge awkwardly, his heavy sword flashing in front of him to create an impenetrable defense.

After two days of drinking blood and fully digesting it, his physical strength had reached 9 points. He could now face ten spearmen with physical strength of 6 and excellent teamwork, but he was still struggling to keep up.

As his shoulder was struck by the phantom spear, the nanomachines immediately sent a dull pain through him, slowing his movements for half a second.

"No, we'll be 'killed' sooner or later if this continues." Luo Kunlun gritted his teeth, swung his sword to force back the phantom in front of him, and at the same time had the nanomachines bring up real-time data.

On the screen, his breathing was erratic, his heart was beating faster due to his rapid dodging, and the rhythm of his muscle contractions was completely irregular. His strength was dispersed with each block and could not be gathered at all.

He took a deep breath, trying to regulate his breathing, but at that moment the phantom behind him seized the opportunity and thrust the spear straight into his lower back.

Luo Kunlun suddenly turned to the side, the spear grazing past him. The next instant, another spear thrust at him, wounding him directly.

Then, ten long spears arrived simultaneously, stabbing Luo Kunlun to death.

"You are dead."

Upon seeing the nanomachine's notification, the pain arrived as expected, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.

After drinking some viscous monster blood, its stamina is restored, which is its second function besides improving physical strength.

After recovering, Luo Kunlun went back to battle.

Battle, death, battle, death...

The simulated battle lasted for two and a half hours, and Luo Kunlun had already been killed nine times.

This is the tenth simulation.

At this moment, under the vision simulated by the nanomachines, Luo Kunlun's body was covered with "scars," and the pain was layered upon layer, as if he had really experienced a bloody battle.

The next moment, from the simulated perspective, Luo Kunlun cleaved the "head" of the last phantom with a single sword strike.