Game of Thrones: The Legend of Jon Arctic - ASOIAF/GOT [Book - 1]

Chapter 11 - Adventures in the North 08.

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Jon Snow POV
North Kingdom, Somewhere in WolfWoods, 289 A.C., many days later.

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Jon spent weeks traveling with his companions of paws and wings. He didn't take a direct route to the Wall, like the King's Road. Essentially, he headed north along the edge of WolfWoods, avoiding all major roads because he had to be cautious with his giant wolves. They would attract too much attention and could result in a hunt by people with radical ideas.

This led Jon to approach many farms farther from cities and large villages. He took advantage and turned his lands into more fertile grounds for 100% utilization, provided predators didn't attack the crops. Still, it was a lifelong result, as his plantations would always be fertile from then on and wouldn't be destroyed due to lack of nutrients or the harsh Northern temperatures.

Jon had no idea how people would react to this, but in the future, everyone would take notice over the course of the moons, and soon, even more rumors would spread that the blessed child from the south of the North had passed through their farms.

Jon wouldn't be aware of the rumors in the coming moons. His plan was to avoid human contact whenever possible and always ensure his "visits" to these farms were stealthy. He used his power mostly at night in the fields. His goal was that he wanted to help, as Lucas had told him on the day of the attack, so he was helping as much as he could wherever he went.

Jon began to realize that he had acquired a degree of knowledge about agriculture from the Old Gods, something much more advanced than the knowledge he had read in Winterfell. So, he knew how to use his power on these lands.

The boy with these powers also never went hungry. With the seeds he carried, he could generate any fruit from them and could generate even more seeds from the tree itself. If someone were tracking him, they could see a fruit-bearing tree from tens of kilometers away.

He realized that he could create a forest in a desert once he became strong enough. He started imagining himself creating countless trees from the ground since then. He could dream about it every night, but his dreams weren't just about trees. He dreamt of Arya and his father, missing them greatly.

However, he couldn't deny that he had never been happier in his life than he is now. Unlike being in a protected castle with food, water, and a bed to sleep in, he felt trapped and unhappy, and now he is exposed to the world, sleeping on the ground and among animals, but he was free and happy. His animals had feelings of unconditional love for him, something he had from only 2 people among hundreds in the Stark headquarters castle.

Jon was in a part of the wolf forest, a clearing he used to rest a bit with his batch of companions. Meanwhile, he was lost in thoughts with all the knowledge he had in his mind now. One of them, which he was very interested in learning and practicing, was alchemy. He was remembering Master Luwin, who sometimes mentioned that it was used to make medicines and poisons.

He remembered that the master said that Dorne had many masters in poison funded by the Martell family themselves, and studies on remedies in Westeros were almost all done at the Citadel, the headquarters of the order of maesters, a place Jon one day intends to visit with his thirst for knowledge.

But with his knowledge in alchemy now, what the boy had in mind was more than just medicines or poisons. After his fight and his near-death from straining with his powers in such a childish body, he didn't survive by luck or the gods watching over him. He had been thinking that he needed more than luck when he's just a child fighting against adults. Jon couldn't win any in direct confrontation with his current body, so he needed to resort to other things, like alchemy.