Start with the Lord of the Rings

It was getting darker.

on a wide river.

Panting and rushing the river water.

In the middle of the river, a wide ferry was rapidly drifting down the river.

"Who are the two of them?"

Morgan looked away from the ferry that was getting farther behind him and asked the other two young hobbits on the deck of the ship.

Although the two have already been recognized by the memory plot.

But Morgan had never seen the two in Hobbiton before.

Frodo was about to open his mouth to introduce Morgan when he saw the shorter one of the two hobbits immediately took the initiative to walk up to Morgan and introduce himself: "I'm Peregrine Tooke, you can call me Pippin."

Pippin looked at the human being in front of him nervously and said.

Like many of the Hobbits in Hobbiton, he knew this human being who appeared from time to time in Bilbo Baggins' house.

He once heard other people in the tavern say that this human has lived for a long time, but he does not show any signs of aging.

And just saw with his own eyes the incomparably powerful gesture of the opponent's sword slashing the terrifying black knight into two pieces with one sword.

Pippin immediately recognized the strength of this human uncle.

Taking risks along the way, with the participation of this person, it will definitely be much safer.

Pippin introduced himself.

Merry also stepped forward and introduced himself: "I'm Merryadak Spirit Deer."

"Just call me Merry."

Merry said in a respectful tone.

Having just seen the power of the man in front of him, Merry thought about the same as Pippin.

"Morgan."

Morgan looked at the two hobbits and nodded, and said his name.

Merry and Pi Pin saw that the uncle Morgan didn't seem to be easy to get along with, and they didn't come forward in a disgusting way, and consciously returned to their positions.

It was getting darker.

The ferry went down quietly along the current.

There were chandeliers hanging on the ferry, but a few people never thought to turn them on.

Sitting next to Morgan, Frodo couldn't help asking, "Uncle Morgan, what the hell are those chasing us?"

The voice fell, and the eyes of the other three hobbits immediately looked over.

Morgan took out his oak pipe, filled it with cut tobacco, lit it, took a deep breath of the tobacco and slowly exhaled the smoke, and then said, "They were all humans, powerful humans."

"The Dark Lord Sauron gave each of the nine a Lord of the Rings."

Morgan smoked a cigarette and watched the four hobbits in front of him speak slowly as if telling a story: "There is a powerful force in those nine rings."

"Those nine humans achieved great success with the help of the Lord of the Rings."

"Some became kings, some became wizards, and some became powerful warriors"

"The Lord of the Rings gave them great power, extended their lifespan, and at the same time continued to erode their bodies."

"Finally, one day, when their bodies were completely eroded by the Lord of the Rings, they also became invisible spirits, and were finally enslaved by the Demon Lord Sauron."

"Slavery forever."

"They are the Nazgul between life and death"

"They can feel the presence of the Lord of the Rings at any time"

"They are attracted to the Lord of the Rings, that's why they keep chasing you."

Morgan slowly exhaled the smoke, looked at Frodo beside him and whispered something that only the two of them could hear: "Unless absolutely necessary, remember that you must not wear the Lord of the Rings."

Morgan's voice fell, and Frodo immediately looked at Morgan beside him with a puzzled look.

He remembered that Gandalf had told him at Bag End that he must never wear the Ring.

Why is Uncle Morgan saying that now?

It's just that Morgan didn't seem to see Frodo's eyes, and he didn't want to explain, and he was smoking a cigarette by himself.

The ferry flowed quietly.

Merry sat in the stern, fiddling with the oars from time to time to keep the ferry from going smoothly.

At this time.

"Cuckoo"

There was a sudden loud hunger in Sam's belly.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were instantly focused on himself.

Sam was about to say something.

The sound of his hunger just now seemed to be calling.

"Cuckoo"

"Cuckoo"

Frodo and Pippin also cried out in their wombs.

The three looked at each other and then laughed to themselves.

It's not their fault, in order to avoid the pursuit of those black knights, they have been running for a day.

I hadn't eaten anything.

I didn't feel nervous running for my life, but at this time I felt really hungry.

Of the four hobbits, except for Frodo, who also carried a carry-on bag.

Sam's package was taken by Merry during the day to steer away from the Black Knight Nazgul and thrown away.

As for Merry and Pippin, they just happened to come here by chance, and they were also unwrapped.

Looking at the four little hobbits in a state of embarrassment.

Morgan raised his mouth slightly, then waved his hand.

On the deck in front of him, immediately appeared a whole plate of pastries, a large bag of mutton jerky, and a small amount of fruit.

At the stern, Merry, who happened to be looking over, saw the food appearing like magic, and her eyes widened immediately.

Several other hobbits immediately spotted the extra food in front of Morgan's deck.

Sam and Pippin had similar expressions to Merry's, except Frodo's expressions were somewhat clear-cut, shocked and puzzled.

But Morgan was not interested in explaining it to them. After reaching out and grabbing a handful from the dried mutton bag, he signaled to the hobbits: "Eat it if you're hungry."

There wasn't much left in his dimensional ring, but there was still some.

It's just that those foods can only be considered semi-finished products, and they still need a campfire to cook them.

It is not easy to make a fire on the ferry, so naturally there is no need to spend that effort.

Morgan's voice fell, and the three hungry hobbits would not be polite.

Immediately stepped forward, each took the dried meat, snacks and fruits and began to eat.

Sam and Merippin were not familiar with Morgan, and they were a little afraid of Morgan, so naturally they would not talk to Morgan.

The three of them sat together while eating and chatting, and it was easy to talk about the magical scene of the food that Morgan seemed to have transformed.

The three looked at Morgan from time to time, but did not dare to ask more.

Frodo had known Morgan for a long time because he was Bilbo's heir.

Naturally, he wasn't afraid of Morgan, so he took a snack and sat next to Morgan and asked from time to time, "Uncle Morgan, are we going to the Prancing Horse Hotel in Bree this time to wait for Gandalf there?"

Hear Frodo talking about this.

Morgan immediately thought that Gandalf was probably still on his way to Isengard (Isengard) at this time.

If the Nazgul hadn't arrived in such a hurry, he could indeed take Frodo and the others to wait at the Prancing Horse Hotel.

But since the other party was catching up so quickly, there must be no more stay in the hotel.

What's more, Saruman, the white-robed wizard who controlled Isengard at this time, had already defected to Sauron's camp on the dark side.

Waiting for Gandalf was nothing but a beating.

Morgan couldn't have stayed longer at the Prancing Horse.

He was there to pick up one man, indispensable to a future Fellowship of the Ring: Aragorn, called "Strider" by the Bree.

"Well, that's what Gandalf said."

Faced with Frodo's question, Morgan nodded: "But."

"but what?"

Frodo noticed that Uncle Morgan had a different attitude towards Gandalf's account, and asked immediately.

"It's nothing, you'll know when the time comes."

Morgan shook his head. What he knew through the memory plot would definitely not be said to Frodo, and there was no way to say it.

See Uncle Morgan reluctant to say more.

Frodo decided not to ask.

In fact, Frodo likes listening to stories.

He was first taken to Bag End by Uncle Bilbo to live.

Bilbo told him many stories about his adventures.

And the protagonist with the most scenes in many stories is the unsmiling, handsome, cold and mysterious Uncle Morgan in front of him.

As Bilbo said, the first three giant trolls encountered by the expedition were all shot to death by Uncle Morgan with a bow and arrow.

And in the Stone Mountains encountering the legendary stone giant war, it was Uncle Morgan who rescued Bilbo.

And in the underground kingdom, when encountering countless goblin monsters.

And when he was besieged by the Orcs.

Even when the incomparably terrifying northern dragon flew out of the Lonely Mountain Treasure and ravaged Changhu Town;

It was Uncle Morgan who stood up and finally killed the dragon and became a dragon slayer.

In Bilbo's magical, dangerous and exciting stories.

Uncle Morgan is the protagonist most of the time.

Even, in the end, this uncle Morgan married a very beautiful female elf as his partner.

This is simply a winner in life.

Legendary protagonist in a tale.

The most important thing is that the protagonist is still alive, right in front of his eyes, still his uncle.

Don't dare to disturb each other too much.

Frodo took another piece at once when he had finished eating the pastry in his hand.

Seeing that Sam and Merippin were chatting happily, they also got up and sat over.

"What are you talking about, are you so happy?"

Frodo asked with a smile, and Merry answered in a low voice, "What about your uncle?"

"Tell us about that one"

"By the way, Frodo, why do you call him uncle?"

The four little hobbits got together and chatted happily.

Take Morgan's hearing at this time.

If he wanted to, he could hear the conversation between the young hobbits with a little concentration.

However, he had no interest in it.

Because whether it is in terms of strength, age and other aspects.

There was too much gulf and disparity between Morgan and these young hobbits.

Nearly sixty years of experience in Middle-earth.

What Morgan got was not only age and children; but also the temperament and some more important things that had been honed and precipitated by time.

Time passed slowly.

The night was getting darker.

The sound of rushing water coming from the side was clear.

On the deck, the four little hobbits purred one after another.

Morgan lay on his back on the bow deck, staring at the sparse stars in the sky with his eyes open, his thoughts as calm as the whole sleeping world around him.

At this moment, Morgan suddenly thought of something, and his mind moved slightly.

Brush brush.

One after another pale white virtual data began to jump and flicker in front of him.

【Time Traveler: Morgan】

【Race: Human】

[Biological Level: Second-Order]

【Soul Power: 3】

[Attributes: Strength LV6; Constitution LV6+; Agility LV6; Spirit LV5]

[Ability: Common Language; Muay Thai LV2; White Crow Swordsmanship (Proficient) LV4; Archery (Proficient) LV4; Rock Body (Special Technique); Dragon Power (Special Technique); Charge (Special Technique); Spiritual Shock (Special Technique) Skill); Eagle Eye (Special Skill); Quick Flash (Special Skill)]

[Talent: Intimacy (Special Skill)]

[Current world exploration progress: 9.99%]

【.】

"what"

Looking at the data that kept jumping out in front of him, and the data behind the soul power column, Morgan suddenly cried out in surprise.

Even though the number of calls to the system panel is far less than before.

But he can still clearly remember the data on the panel.

After all, it is about its own strength.

A few days ago, Morgan remembered that the number of data points behind the Soul Power column was two.

It was like that two months ago.

Now it has become three o'clock, a little more.

Where did this come from?

Morgan frowned thoughtfully.

For more than two months, he has been on the road almost all the time.

The number of hands-on is not much.

And on the way, after crossing the misty mountains, most of the kills were some animals that were killed while on the road.

Ordinary animals have long been unable to provide him with soul power.

And then all the way to Bilbo's house, until now.

Morgan can easily recall the footprints of these two months.

very simple.

But where did the extra soul power come from?

With his current difficulty in acquiring soul power.

This bit of soul power simply cannot be created out of nothing.

Apart from fighting, there is no other way for him to gain soul power.

fighting?

and many more

The most recent battle was the two battles between himself and the Nazgul.

The first time was with the two Nazgul led by the head of the Nazgul, Angmar Witch King.

That time the other party was fine, and if he retreated on his own initiative, it would be impossible for his soul power to appear.

But the second time.

The second time, two Nazgul were shot in the head by his own rocket and burned, and another one was split in half by himself and kicked into the river.

Could it be the soul power that these three Nazgul contributed to him?

But isn't the Nazgul attached to Sauron difficult to kill?

But if it wasn't for those few ring spirits, the extra soul power on his panel would be a bit weird.

Because it can't be explained at all.

Could it be that the three Nazgul were really killed by himself?

Morgan frowned thoughtfully.

After thinking about it for a long time, I still can't figure it out.

After all, not long ago, the head of the Nazgul, Angmar Witch-King, was somewhat impressed by the ability of the Witch King to attach the severed arm at will.

However, you should know more when you see the Nazgul next time.

Morgan looked up at the sky and thought to himself.

Now that you have three points of soul power, you can strengthen it again.

Thinking of this, Morgan immediately cheered up.

Look down at the panel.

The four attributes of the attribute bar have not been improved for a long time.

As for the LV4 level white crow swordsmanship and the LV4 level bow and arrow in the skill bar.

Morgan has now completely mastered it, and it is completely possible to improve at this time.

Reinforce what?

Gaze wandering over the attribute bar and ability bar panel.

Morgan suddenly remembered the Nazgul who had been raided by him not long ago and could not even hold the sword in their hands.

So, with a thought, I placed this opportunity to strengthen after the strength attribute.

[This strengthening consumes 3 soul power, is it strengthened? 】

"strengthen!"

"Power LV7"

I noticed that the familiar warm current reappeared.

Morgan felt exhaustion swept away in an instant.

Strength is the foundation of all strength.

One power down ten sessions.

Morgan clenched his fists, only to feel that his whole body was full of strength.

The soul power column was cleared again.

He didn't care either and continued to look down.

The current world exploration progress bar has not changed, still 9.99%.

Morgan wasn't disappointed either.

The exploration progress has not been moved for a long time.

He firmly believes that as long as he is on the right path, he does not believe that the progress will be stuck like this forever.

"call"

With a long sigh, Morgan scattered the data panel in front of him.

Hear the sound of rushing water coming from the surroundings.

Morgan's thoughts were suddenly confused.

Two days later.

afternoon.

Morgan took the four little hobbits and knocked on the thick door of the town of Bree.