He placed the corpses of several wolves in the warehouse first, quickly processed the berries, and then David Clark continued to use venison to make dinner.

Once the venison, mushrooms, and a few berries were all thrown into the pot to cook, he turned back to deal with the wolf corpses.

By the time he finished all these tasks, Franklin Baker had already run back and forth between the village and the river several times, filling all the containers used to store clean water.

After that, he lit a campfire in the wooden cabin where they lived, watching as David Clark brought in a pot full of stew.

While eating the stew, listening to Franklin Baker continue explaining the knowledge of the Holy Light, and waiting for the possible arrival of Laura Smith, this night was probably the most fulfilling one David Clark had had in two years.

In the past two years, at first, he could still chat and joke with his companions at night, imagining a bright future; but as time went on and life became harsher, there were fewer and fewer companions around, and the few who remained no longer felt like talking.

Every night became the hardest time to endure, and when only David Clark was left, this hardship reached its peak.

He never expected that it would be at such a time that a turning point would come for him—not only did he welcome new companions, but he also gained all sorts of miraculous abilities.

Especially the knowledge of the Holy Light he was learning at this moment—in his previous life, he could only enjoy it in games, but now he could personally experience and wield this magical power.

"Your affinity with the Holy Light is very high, and your understanding of it is very thorough. You're progressing very quickly." After teaching for a while, Franklin Baker once again marveled at David Clark's talent. If David Clark kept progressing at this rate, it wouldn't be long before his mastery of the Holy Light surpassed his own.

If people in the world of Azeroth heard such words, most of them wouldn't believe it. After all, Franklin Baker was one of the original five paladins, and their mastery of the Holy Light had long been recognized by all the wise beings in the world.

Yet such a powerful figure believed that David Clark would soon surpass him, which showed just how astonishing David Clark's talent was.

On just the first day of learning the Holy Light, David Clark could already use this power very well. He also learned how to use the Holy Light to heal, cure diseases, protect himself or others, boost his or others' stamina, and even attack directly with the Holy Light, among other things.

"I'm learning this fast?" David Clark looked at the golden energy he held in his palm. Even though he knew this was the power of a cheat, he couldn't help but feel a bit proud.

"This rate of progress is more than just fast." Franklin Baker sincerely praised David Clark: "In fact, most newly graduated priests probably don't understand the Holy Light as well as you do."

In other words, in less than a day, David Clark had gone from a complete outsider to a qualified novice priest.

"The rest is just persistent practice." Franklin Baker originally wanted to say something to remind David Clark not to get complacent, but in the end, he held back. Besides wanting to see David Clark's temperament, there was another reason—Laura Smith had arrived: "The more you use it, the more insights you'll gain."

David Clark also turned to look at Laura Smith, who opened the door and walked in. He could clearly feel that the Holy Light he had previously cast on Laura Smith had almost been used up.

"Looks like it went smoothly."

Aside from the depletion of the Holy Light, Laura Smith had no injuries at all—not even much dust or dirt on her, and she was even smiling.

"You've dealt with those bandits?"

"Although I haven't completely solved the problem, at least the immediate crisis has been handled." Laura Smith placed the hunting bow and quiver she was carrying next to David Clark: "These are the bow and arrows I borrowed from you earlier."

Besides the bow and arrows she put next to David Clark, Laura Smith also had another set of bow and arrows on her back, a large bag in one hand, and a pistol tucked into her belt. It was obvious that, in addition to reclaiming the weapons that had been stolen, she had also gained some extra spoils.

"I mainly came over this time to leave these things with you."

She put down the large bag in her hand and explained to David Clark what was inside: "This is a pistol, these are bullets... A pistol is a kind of weapon that can fire these—these bullets. You must never point the muzzle—this part—at yourself..."

"......"

While listening to Laura Smith explain all sorts of precautions, David Clark put on a look of "Oh~ how amazing!"

In comparison, Franklin Baker was much more "professional." After understanding what it was through David Clark's translation, he sincerely exclaimed, "Such a delicate firearm!"

After explaining all the precautions, Laura Smith took enough ammunition and prepared to set out again. Before leaving, she carefully asked, "Can you still use that spell you used earlier?"

"Of course I can."

Hearing David Clark's answer, the smile on Laura Smith's face grew even brighter. She felt even more confident now.

After experiencing it herself, she realized that as long as she had the protection of the Holy Light spell cast by David Clark, she had nothing to fear!