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"To express our apology, this mobile bookshelf bag is a small gift for my personal cute apprentice." [bsp; Scholar An Lijia smiled and handed Wutong a jing-shoulder leather bag: "It contains the books you have stored there, and some books you have given to you that you should use. For a spellcaster apprentice who is learning, how to carry your heavy books easily is a headache. This small gift should be able to solve some of your troubles."
Although the mercenary group of "Wolf Skeleton" no longer exists, the once innocent and cute barbarians are part of them after all, and now they are part of their village. Master Belia is already showing goodwill to them that he can put forward such a trivial condition.
"Are I hit the pie while lying down?" Wutong, who was just worried about her "tuition fees", suddenly heard that she was waived by "tuition fees" and "tuition fees", and even "scholarships". She couldn't help but look at the moving bookshelf bag in her hand in surprise:
Moving bookshelf wonders: 47 books, weight: 2 pounds.
Description: This brown leather schoolbag that looks only the size of two palms can accommodate books that are equivalent to five bookshelfs. When the user reaches into the schoolbag and wants to use a book, the book will automatically appear in his palm, so there is no need to rummage. Even if it is full, the total weight of the schoolbag is only 2 pounds.
Good stuff
I couldn't put it down and the slightly rough leather appearance of the mobile bookshelf was hung on my right shoulder with a joyful lingering pendant on my right shoulder. The small schoolbag was hanging behind my left hip. The left hand could easily write a book to read at any time.
Wutong discovered that he had a lot of equipment without realizing it, which was armed to the teeth from top to bottom. Unfortunately, most of these equipment were not serious equipment and did not have any additional attributes, but had special effects, such as the backpack of the làng Han, the small treasury of Wojin, and the mobile bookshelf...
After flipping through his backpack, Wutong unexpectedly found that he had a leather vest. Then she remembered that this was given to him by the tanner Lao Jier after he had completed the "skinning task" perfectly. After he got it, he stuffed it into the backpack and forgot it. He hurriedly untied the cloak of hiding, and put the war mage vest outside the apprentice robe:
Warrior vest is normal: magic damage +0-4, physical defense +0-4, magic resistance +0-4, energy-shaping spell power +2, energy-shaping spell resistance +2, durability 10
10, weigh 2 lbs.
Good guy + 4 magic damage. Wutong calculated it. After he reached level 20, he only had 44 magic damage, but added:
Eternal Magic Wand + 0-1 magic damage, Internship Book + 1 intelligence, Bone Eater Ring + 0-20 magic damage, Warrior Vest + 0-4 magic damage
My magic damage was as high as 70 points
After the spell effect increase, the spell damage of throwing shè items and phantom thorns is as high as 210, while lightning shock belongs to the energy-shaping spell, and is a warrior vest + 2 spell level, and has obtained: 22-66 electric shock damage
Magical damage 202, totaling "22-268" terrifying magical damage
Too awesome
In this way, the monsters near the novice village can only be killed if they want? They can't beat monsters with too low level, otherwise the consumption of jing power when casting spells will not be worth it. With their current jing power value of 726, they can only put 2 and a half lightning shock and are sucked dry.
"Okay, okay, don't gather here. Witt locked up Kunba Bethrod, a brainless guy, for me to let him reflect on it."
Just as Wutong was watching his thunderous joy, Sir Dick clapped his palms, and let the guard captain quickly walk the unlucky barbarians out of the old mage's sight and disperse the NPCs. They were still responsible for serving other trialists in the village. After leaving for a while, it can be said that the entire Shell Village has stopped.
When Wutong heard this, Xiang Xiaoxiao and Wu were eye-catching and tried to slip away while they were free, and they didn't even care about finding the old mage to learn skills. He could have predicted that the old mage was not in a good mood now, so he would definitely be in a desperate situation to train him hard. He had a lot of things now, so how could he have time? It would be better to wait until the matter is over and the old mage is in a better mood.
But Xiaoxiao blinked pitifully, and her little hand was tightly pulled by the old pastor. It seemed that the old pastor also planned to choose a day to cultivate the strength of his cute little loli apprentice, so as not to be bullied outside.
But Xiaoxiao didn't leave, and Wutong would definitely not leave. Wutong could only stay. When NPC left the church, he looked at Wutong with a frown face and couldn't help but smile. When the hunter Willis passed by Wutong, he threw him a rolled leather bag: "You'll give me the reward."
I don’t know if it was because of what just happened or why, the NPCs now have special preferential treatment for Wutong. Originally, Wutong could receive a reward for the skinning task from the hunter, but Wutong has not spared time to collect it. Now the hunter threw it to him a tool kit for various tools:
Craftsman Tool Kit is ordinary: This brown-yellow cowhide can be rolled into a cylinder and is accompanied by a copper snap buckle strap. There are many bags sewn in the sturdy leather tool kit, which can facilitate you to carry various tools inside.
Another piece of equipment, although not a strange thing, it is also very practical. Wutong has seen it in a grocery store, and it gets 5 gold coins each, and it is equipped with various common gadgets, such as a small hand saw with only one slap, a small carving knife, a small file, a small chisel, a small pry, a small nail, a small roll of steel wire, a few steel needles for unlocking, a sharp knife with a thumb, a small scissor, a charcoal pen, a folding wooden ruler, a roll of tape ruler, a combination small plane, a scraper...
Of course, some empty chā bags were also reserved for users to put their own special tools. Wutong now has several craft tools on her body. Wutong smiled at the hunter thankfully and took out a peeling knife, peeling knife, bone-cleaning knife, and pickaxe from her pocket. She went into the tool kit one by one, rolled it up and buckled it with a copper buckle, and tried it in her hand. Although it was a bit heavy, it was very convenient. There was no need to put a bunch of chāk in her pocket, so as not to take a pouch and cut off one of her fingers.
The tanner saw the hunter giving Wutong a gift, and when he left happily, he threw it to Wutong a soul crystal. It was a skilled soul crystal of "Leather Processing Professional Level +6". It can peel Wutong, leather making and leather making three professional craftsmanship levels, and all xings are upgraded to +12 at a time.
You should know that when Wutong obtained the three major leather processing techniques, she received a +3 reward directly. Later, in order to make money, she 9 skill points, all of which were added to level 6. With the effect of craftsman work clothes +1, good tools +1, and skill collective effect +1, the maximum quality can be reached during production.
The tanner threw a soul crystal of +6 professional level and directly doubled Wutong's craftsmanship. With three bonuses, Wutong only earned 3 craftsmanship that could produce 15-level quality.
"When your leather processing major has reached level 20, come to me and I will teach you how to make armor and repair armor..." The tanner who left left a sentence, Wutong sighed, and it seemed that he had scored some skill points to make the leather processing major.
Wutong, who has received benefits, looks at other NPCs with expectant eyes, but unfortunately they just smile and say nothing. It seems that Wutong's other skills and projects have not yet reached the point where they can receive their gifts.
When the NPCs left, Wutong sat honestly in front of the teacher, but the old master said nothing, but only reminded Wutong not to take off the mask of lies in a short period of time, and wait until he found a solution before dealing with the so-called "absurd breath" on his body.
According to the old mage, the blood dizziness on his body was not caused by the faction value changes caused by the PK between the players, but a mysterious and dangerous "matter" that spread out from the black dong's mouth when the bone-eating ring was released while releasing the bone storm. And he was "infected" by the evil and violent substance.
"Teacher, what will happen after being infected by the abyss?"
Wutong was a little puzzled because for players, the negative camp value brought only inconvenience. From the perspective of the game, it doesn’t matter at all. It’s also interesting to be a hero, and it’s just a good thing to be a devil. As long as the game is happy, it’s fine. After the abyss aura on his body was suppressed by the mask of lies, Wutong himself felt that he had not been affected.
"Nothing, it's just that you will slowly become a cute abyss creature."
The old mage Yun calmly said something that made Wutong terrified: "For example, you will grow horns, maybe your tail and claws, your skin will turn black, scales and bone spurs, your teeth will gradually grow longer and sharply, and then protrude into your mouth. Your saliva will gradually become as sticky as green paste, and emit a nauseating odor. You will feel that your respiratory tract is full of burning sensation, your nostrils will smell sulfur, and you can even light a candle when you sneeze..."
Scandal to the white-faced Wutong, the old master smiled with a bad heart: "In the end, you will become less likely to like hot and cooked food, and you will start to like soft and tender raw food.
Ou and sweet plasma feel that the blood with hot temperature that has just gushed out of the torn blood vessels is the most delicious drink in the world..."
"Uh...I want to ask, how long will it take to become the cute animal you mentioned?"
After swallowing his saliva, Wutong asked carefully: "Do I still have hope of rescuing me?"
"Not necessarily, maybe you will soon show signs of change. Maybe it will take a long time. You may grow an organ such as a tail first, so that when you are tired of walking, you will not need a chair, and you can sit on your tail like a kangaroo."
The old master who continued to scare Wutong, saw that his disciples seemed to be crazy, and laughed: "Don't worry too much, I think I can always find a way. As long as you pay attention to your temper and don't be too irritable, your emotions should be as stable as possible, and do not continue to deepen the infestation of the abyss breath on yourself. In your current state, you should not be arrested and put in a cage for people to visit in a short period of time."
Wutong decided to kill him and never use bone storm again. He didn't want to turn into a stinky, but he didn't want to be a stinky mouthwatering to eat raw
The little monster of ou.
"In addition, I need to remind you that you should be careful to hide the abyss breath on you. Although it is not voluntary, you are indeed not suitable for appearing in front of the guardians of the kind camp. Although this toy mask given to you by the Star Words is not very good, it has to be said that it is very suitable for your current situation."
The old master nodded: "Although those star-talking people are just a group of ignorant 'pseudo-Austrian masters', I have to admit that their various props are very useful in many cases. You don't interact with the guy who lives by the sea. They are the most professional liars, tomb robbers and pseudo-mystery researchers. If you don't want to be misled by them, it's best not to agree with any of their views and fallacies."
It can be seen that the old wizard doesn't like members of the Star Words Association very much.
The old priest has brought Xiaoxiao aside and started teaching. The old priest also took out the magical little magic book: "It seems that your strength has improved very quickly. Is it the credit of this demon ring? This is indeed a big deal for young people."
He glanced at Wutong: "Remember, the power of youhuo is proportional to your speed of becoming a little monster..." Wutonghan.
"Okay, everyone's destiny is controlled by themselves. No matter whether you are my disciple or not, I cannot interfere with your destiny too much. Just pay attention to it yourself."
The old master seemed to adopt a free-range teaching method. Although the disciple entered a relatively dangerous field, he was not worried at all, nor did he plan to "clean up the households" or something. Instead, he planned to cultivate Wutong's strength as much as possible so that he could have a certain ability to protect himself.
Wutong couldn't help but curiously said: "Teacher, aren't you afraid that my strength will become stronger and stronger. Will it harm the world if I become a little monster?"
The old mage was stunned and thoughtfully mocked his beard: "There can't be only heroes and saviors in this world, right? The existence of the great devil and the world-destroying man can make the world more colorful... Well, if my disciples can destroy the world, it seems very interesting..." Wutong no matters, are the mages so terrible thoughts?
"Don't worry too much. The powerful existence in this world is far beyond your imagination. You don't worry that you can't control yourself to destroy the world. With your current strength, let alone destroy the world, even this village cannot be destroyed. How can you still be stronger? Don't be killed by the heroes as little monsters? If my disciple just shouted: I want to destroy the world and then be killed by the hero with one sword, that would be embarrassing." Wutong Juhan, is this what a teacher said? Are you teaching students or terrorist training class?
The old mage hun indifferently laid the small book used to choose spells in front of Wutong. Wutong thought about it and found that what the old mage said was indeed right. The stronger his strength, the better. Anyway, he seemed to have been included in the ranks of "little monsters". If he did not enhance his strength, it is really possible that he would be killed by the savior or hero as a little monster before he even left the island of Trial.
Wutong picked up the small spell book that was only thin but seemed to be able to read it no matter how hard she turned it through. She began to choose the spells she could learn after she reached level 20.
This is the advantage of being a mage, you can choose the spells you want to master.
Wutong cast a reading technique, carefully read the small spell book, then closed her eyes, carefully recalled what she had just read, took out her own apprentice magic book, cast the copying technique and began to copy the spells on her apprentice book.
The spell data that he had just read in his mind disappeared and turned into words as the copying technique was operated, and was recorded in the internship book out of nothing. Wutong felt that this process was magical, just like he copied the spell data from a "mobile hard drive" to his brain's "computer hard drive", and then cut the spell data from the "computer hard drive" and pasted it into the "u disk" of the internship book. In the future, when he wanted to use it, he could copy it back from the "u disk".
You can learn 2 spells from the instructor every 4th level of the mage profession. Wutong can learn 10 new level 0 spells at once this time.
Moreover, because his intelligence is very high, he can get extra spells every time he learns at level 4. In addition to the extra 1, 8, 12, 16, and 20 at level 4, he can copy 19 new spells this time.
In addition to the reading, copying, stunning, and the rewards he learned during his previous level 0, as well as the throwing items he never got through the mission, the phantom terrestrial terrestrial terrestrial splatter, and the lightning shock attached to the eternal wand, he has a total of 26 0-level spells.
If nothing unexpected happens, this is all the spells he can learn before leaving the island of Trial.
Chapter completed!