Lin Suo woke up from bed, groggy and confused.
His mind constantly reminded him of the Magic Cube.
"All Things Synthesis, a gifted ability bestowed by the Magic Cube? Or is it an inherent capability..."
"Then, biological energy should work as well."
Biological energy, like physical strength, nutrition, energy, and so on, were all within scope. Lin Suo thought about it a bit and felt an itch in his hands.
The Golden Finger was not as formidable as he imagined, but it was still very good; having it was better than not.
Moreover, it seemed the Magic Cube could perform a detailed scan of his body.
A golden light traveled from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and a virtual panel appeared before his eyes, showing him information in the most convenient form he could understand.
[Talent: Synthesize All Things]
[Status: Sub-health, Bone Damage, Organ Weakness, Shocked—Recommended Treatment Plan↓]
"Amazing, there's even a treatment plan, not bad at all."
He clicked to look at it; most suggestions were to rest well, along with a prescription for nourishing and strengthening the constitution, though he wasn't familiar with the medicinal ingredients.
He looked around the tent and quickly realized that he was probably saved by the side who had cleaned up the battlefield.
Usually, those who clean the battlefield are the victors.
Touching his shriveled stomach, Lin Suo couldn't find his slippers and had to step barefoot on the ground, looking for something in the tent to experiment with his Synthetic Talent.
Synthesize Everything, as the name implies, at least needs two items.
And ideally, there should be some logical relationship to predict the outcomes of synthesis; of course, these were all his speculations, and he still needed to experiment to confirm.
There wasn't much inside the tent, a wooden table with a basket on top and two boxes stacked next to it.
Lin Suo went over and opened one.
Inside were dried meat and flour; the other box contained some clothing and a few pieces of animal skin beneath them.
The patient's garb he wore was already stained dark red with blood, transparent at the back. Seeing the coarse cloth robes fitting this world, though scratchy, felt better than wearing bloodied clothes.
He was about to change when his action paused.
Why not try synthesizing?
The thought quickly turned into action.
He took off the clothes on his body and bottom, stripped to his upper body, took out the animal skin and coarse cloth robe, and with a thought,
Threads of golden light spread in his hands, quickly covering the three items and merging them into a jelly-like mass.
In an instant, it broke free from the jelly.
Lin Suo shook it straight with both hands, and a knee-length thin long coat appeared in his vision.
The exterior was a leather coat with blue and white stripes; the lining had several pockets, stained with blood, odorless, and without buttons. The style was like a modern trench coat, but the design was somewhat strange.
The hem of the coat was also ragged, as if slashed by swords, creating a few triangular gaps.
"Although different from what I imagined, it's still not bad."
He put the coat on, and miraculously, it automatically shrank to fit his body shape perfectly.
At the same time, probably due to the Talent: Synthesize All Things, he felt he could destroy this creation with just a thought.
He also transformed the patient's pants and underwear using similar materials, complementing them with animal skin, creating a special style with blue and white stripes.
Since there was no shirt under the coat, he also synthesized a cloth shirt to wear inside.
Several rounds of synthesis went by without much effort.
And in synthesizing clothes, he could guide the styles with his consciousness, just like playing with character creation in a game, except he couldn't change the colors.
As for shoes, without a finished model, he couldn't create them.
At this moment, a cough suddenly came from outside the door. Lin Suo quickly looked up, and a big man who was at least a head taller than him, probably about 1.8 meters, walked in.
Brown-haired, square-faced, with prominent brow bones and deeply set eyes, and a butt chin, a typical Caucasian.
Seeing him turn around, he revealed a weird smile.
"Jili Gu La, Jili Gu La."
Thank you, I totally don't understand.
In this situation, he didn't dare to speak at all and could only nod his head to show that he understood.
Yes, yes, you're right.
Obviously receiving a friendly treatment, otherwise, he wouldn't be sleeping in a tent.
Pretending to agree with him seemed like a good choice.
Doron found the reaction of this Dan Dong person a bit strange.
And repeated himself.
"I am a member of Earl Seth's Vanguard under the Magma Kingdom, your belongings were stolen by vile forest people, and we rescued you."
Mmm-hmm, you're right.
"Are you hungry? Would you need some food?"
"Captain Gray will come to see you later, do you have any requests?"
Of course, although he thought so, it's impossible to say it aloud.
Out of the corner of his eye, Doron caught sight of Lin Suo's bare feet and the chest opened in front of him, instantly realizing something.
Lin Suo just watched him hurriedly depart and then return in haste.
In no time, Doron came back carrying a pair of finely crafted military boots.
With a face looking to please.
"Respected traveling merchant, these are the best military boots we have here, a gift for you."
Lin Suo received them, chuckling as he put on the boots.
He thought to himself, people here are genuinely honest and kind.
Seeing Doron stand waiting for his response.
Lin Suo stomped on the ground and then jumped a few times, showing a satisfied smile, and nodded.
Can you at least say something?
Having no choice, he ran out again, this time directly heading to Captain Gray's tent.
"Lord Gray, Lord Gray, the Dan Dong person has woken up."
He rushed into the tent.
Inside, the scene of the captain and the team's cook in a cozy moment made him gape.
His eyes got wider and wider.
That's a very red butt, hiss!
Involuntarily, Gray couldn't control his hand that slapped down, making a slapping sound.
The sound was thunderous.
"Doron, you little shit, get the hell out of here, get out!!"
Doron scrambled out, his face red as he ran out.
He stood at the entrance of the tent, unsure of what to do.
Fortunately, it didn't take long before Gray dressed up and came out, grabbing Doron by the back of his neck.
His mouth wide open, spitting as he spoke.
"Ah, are you looking to die!"
"Do you want to die?!"
Doron mustered up the courage to retort.
"Lord Gray, the cook is Yak's mother, and though Yak isn't with our Vanguard, if he finds out, he surely wouldn't let this go."
"You jumpy squirrel-infested fool, if you hadn't come in, would anyone have known?! Ah, I'm asking you, would they have known?!!"