After learning about Laura Smith's ordeal, Franklin Baker immediately expressed his willingness to help. In the eyes of this paladin, it was just a group of bandits—not much trouble at all.

But things weren’t that simple. After a couple of simple attempts, Franklin Baker and David Clark confirmed one thing: neither of them could travel to Laura Smith's world. Even when Laura Smith tried to carry David Clark on her back, the result was that as Laura Smith's figure turned semi-transparent, David Clark simply fell to the ground.

“What should we do?”

After trying back and forth a few times, Laura Smith finally realized that neither David Clark nor Franklin Baker could help her—she could only rely on herself.

With no way out, the resilience deep within Laura Smith gradually awakened. She glanced at the bow and arrows beside David Clark and said she needed to borrow them: “My bow and arrows were taken by those guys. Can I use yours?”

“Of course.” Looking at the determined expression on Laura Smith's face, that familiar archaeologist seemed to be taking shape again. “Besides that, I can help a little more.”

“Oh?”

“Look, you can come and go from my place freely, which means you can escape danger at any time.” David Clark suddenly had a strange feeling—his place seemed to have become a ‘safe zone’ that could provide food, clean water, and even equipment. Some of the ‘unrealistic’ aspects of games suddenly made sense.

Suppressing the odd feeling that he’d become some kind of NPC, David Clark continued, “Besides that, I just learned some very useful abilities from Terry Clark.”

When David Clark said “you can escape danger at any time,” Laura Smith felt even more confident.

She didn’t expect David Clark's next words to shock her even more: “Even if you get hurt, as long as it’s not fatal, both Terry Clark and I can heal you.”

Just as she was about to ask for more details, David Clark had already placed his hand on Laura Smith's shoulder. As a golden light shimmered from David Clark's hand, Laura Smith, who still had various minor injuries, felt a warm current flow from David Clark's hand into her body. As the warmth coursed through her, all her discomforts vanished.

“What happened?” She looked down to check herself—not only had the scratches on her arm disappeared, but when she unwrapped the bandage around her waist, Laura Smith's face was full of disbelief: the penetrating wound on her waist had actually healed, not even leaving a scar. “What did you just do?”

“Terry Clark just taught me this—a power called the Holy Light. Pretty incredible, right?” David Clark was showing off like a kid with a new toy.

“Amazing.”

Looking up at the light shining in David Clark's palm, Laura Smith felt that there were more and more things here beyond her imagination. At the same time, she didn’t miss the implication in David Clark's words: this power was taught to David Clark by Terry Clark-弗丁, which meant it was a power from Franklin Baker's world.

Before she could ask if she could learn this power from Franklin Baker, David Clark gave her another surprise: “Not only can it heal, but it can also protect you from harm!”

Like a peacock showing off, David Clark raised his hand and infused Laura Smith with a large amount of Holy Light. This Holy Light formed a shield around Laura Smith, protecting her from external harm. In addition, the energy of the Holy Light could keep Laura Smith full of stamina for a certain period of time.

“With the protection of the Holy Light, you’ll be able to rescue those captured companions with ease.”

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Chapter 8 Village Name

After briefly introducing the effects of the spell he’d cast on Laura Smith, her face was full of surprise and curiosity—she seemed eager to try it out and see if this so-called Holy Light was really that miraculous.

Watching Laura Smith's figure disappear again, David Clark turned to look at Franklin Baker standing beside him. “Looks like we won’t be getting any rest tonight.”

The storyline on Laura Smith's side had officially begun. The next few days would be a series of continuous battles, meaning Laura Smith could come running for help at any time.

“That’s fine. I’m already used to situations like this.” Franklin Baker didn’t think much of it. “Let’s prepare more clean water and food. Maybe we should also get some bandages and medicine ready.”

Clean water and food were easy to understand—after a string of battles, Laura Smith would definitely need to replenish her food and water. But would she still need medicine and bandages? As long as Laura Smith could make it to David Clark and Franklin Baker, no matter how badly she was hurt, the Holy Light could heal her in a short time.

After thinking for a few seconds, David Clark realized that the medicine and bandages weren’t for Laura Smith, but for her companions.

As things stood, whether coming here or returning to their original world, there was no way to bring others along. So even if Laura Smith's companions were injured, they couldn’t come to David Clark and Franklin Baker for treatment—they’d have to rely on medicine.

“I’ll take out all kinds of medicine now, so Laura Smith can take them when she needs to.”

Franklin Baker was preparing to fetch more clean water from the river, and also mentioned that the village was missing an important facility: a well.

To this, David Clark could only shrug helplessly. His village was missing all sorts of facilities. You couldn’t say it had nothing, but you could say it had nothing you needed! Including the well, all kinds of facilities existed only on the planning list.