In the magic world of sword and magic, opportunities and dangers coexisted.
Countless travelers traveled here, and most of them died at the beginning of the journey.
Allen knew the danger and activated the corpse touching system. With the greatest care, he swore to be the only surviving traveler.
"Ding Dong, the system has detected corpses. Host, shall we start to collect corpse data?" 
"Collection!"
"Ding Dong, the data has been collected successfully."
"Congratulations, host. You have got the Intermediate Mage of talent."
To protect his own life, he gradually climbed to the top peak!
Allen: "About the reborn magic world, the story of how I screwed up so bad..."

Travel Through the Time: Start with the Duplicate Talent

There was a slight sound of stitching. Just as Allen had glued the plank, the fiber of the clothes was entangled on the micro-level, and there seemed to be no trace of tailoring.


Allen's fingers pinched from Eva's sleeve to her armpit and then to her waist as if she was zipping up an extra-long zipper. He didn't stop until he pinched the hem of the clothes.


Allen's technique was not accurate enough to make the clothes completely identical to the left and right without the measurement of a ruler. So he ordered Eva to take off the semi-finished product, fold it from the middle and then pinch it.


After combining the shoulders, the sides of the body, the sleeves, the collar, the hem, and other parts that needed to be tailor-made, the appearance of this semi-finished product could be seen.


It was a white shirt with short sleeves that hung down to the crotch and exposed the wrist. A few buttons and a symbolic small pocket were almost finished.


Chapter 335 He Couldn't Help It