Thanks to the popularity of learning to drive in college, he also signed up with his classmates in a hurry at that time. He didn't expect that the first time he touched the steering wheel after leaving the driving school was in a dream.
"Your Majesty, what exactly is that monster?" Falti asked weakly, "Can the Fallen have such a powerful power? His own magic power has been greatly improved in a short period of time, which theoretically makes no sense at all. "
When dodging the first magic shock, she and Tong En suffered the most, even losing half of their beautiful violet curly hair. But fortunately, each wound was not fatal, and basically avoided the head and torso. In other words, when facing the messy magic power that struck like a blade, she chose the most appropriate way of dodging. One was not completely capable. Witches who belong to the fighting type can also perform in this way. It has to be said that all Taquila survivors are experienced fighters.
Thanks to this, the first pioneering operation did not end in failure. Although he didn't know what would be the result of dying in a dream, Roland hoped that it would never be a day to verify this problem.
"Has the Federation never had a similar capability?"
"Of course... The so-called backlash is caused by the loss of magic power to the body," Falti breathed, "If a witch increases the magic power storage through continuous practice, the body will also adapt to this damage and make The recovery speed will not drop too much. Whether it is us, the devil, or those mixed-species evil beasts, they can only slowly increase their magic power level."
It turns out that, Roland thought, this is the first time she has seen a living being made of pure magic power, or in other words, the living beings in her consciousness should have flesh and bones, so she encountered such an unprecedented enemy. Naturally, it feels incomprehensible.
He didn't have such doubts himself. Since the monster took the initiative to reveal that translucent body like jelly, he had already regarded the other party as a spiritual body or an elemental creature. It was constructed by magic power and naturally would not be injured by magic power.
However, this kind of problem is not easy to explain, and the guess is not necessarily correct, especially when the blue light in its body prevails, it remains to be seen whether the obviously declining emotions and consciousness can be classified as life. Roland just shook his head in the end, "I don't know what it is, but one thing is certain, it is definitely not a Demon Fallen."
"Are there many such monsters in the dream world?" The thinnest spirit still seemed to have lingering fears, "When the shadows in the room were covered by the black and red nothingness, I felt that my whole body was frozen, as if there were Something terribly terrifying staring at me, I swear, it's not that terrifying even in the face of high-level demons."
"I don't think there will be too many, otherwise the dream world should have been occupied by them," Roland comforted. Corruptors will not be injured by ordinary force, and can only be handed over to the Martial Daoist Association to deal with, but in the face of such a monster, I am afraid that a dozen or 20 Martial Daoists may not win together. If there are more, the Association will It's over.
Looking back now, he can already be sure that the "outside erosion" that Garcia said is inseparable from the red moon.
Just why does the red moon erode the dream? Shouldn't this world be a part of the red moon... Who is the master of the monster's mouth, the god's body or the source of magic? If it really rejects the dream world so much, why is it still silent when he is connected with the relic of the gods
In addition, the "bottomless realm" mentioned by the monster at the end also made Roland particularly concerned. Probably because of language assimilation, the structure of this word is somewhat consistent with the realm of dawn. This suffix only appears when it refers specifically to the entire continent. , just like the meaning of the realm of the gods, although the meaning is similar, but the expression used is another way.
If it is said that the red moon has been watching the real world because of the battle of divine will, will the content it reveals also refer to a continent in reality as it understands
These questions can only be left to explorers to answer.
Of course, not all witches were contemplating the battle that just happened. Phyllis, who was sitting in the passenger seat, completely forgot her dignified emotions after the battle. She showed great interest in manipulating this limousine. When she was taking a taxi before, because of the presence of outsiders, she always kept silent as instructed. Now she can no longer restrain her strong curiosity, staring at Roland without blinking. He seemed to want to remember every movement he made in his head.
"Do you want to learn to drive?" Roland put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind and asked her with a smile.
Phyllis nodded immediately.
"Then we have to do a few more votes," he took the opportunity to tempt. "At that time, not only can we enjoy different food every day, but a separate bedroom and a private car will not be a problem."
"Is there anything better than Kaifeng dishes and hot pot?" Falti interjected.
"It's only entry-level. When you have money, you will find that even if you eat non-stop every day, it is impossible to taste all the delicious food in the world."
Even without turning his head, Roland could feel the scorching gazes from the witches behind him.
"Then go to the next one when Tong En's injury is healed. I have already marked its location." Falti's voice was still not loud, but the sign of weakness suddenly decreased a lot.
"It doesn't matter to me, I can start tomorrow after recovering my magic power," the little man Tong En was more positive, "This injury is not in the way."
Even Ling, who had always been afraid, was moved by this temptation. Although he didn't agree with everyone, his eyes in the rearview mirror were shining brightly.
Roland couldn't help sighing with emotion. It turned out that raising morale was such a simple thing.
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In order to prevent the police from coming to the door, he did not drive the car directly into Tongzi Street, but parked next to the construction site of the Sanye Group next door. That area is still being demolished, and it is basically a blind spot for monitoring, which can be very calm. Detour back to the rental warehouse.
Then comes the time to inspect the loot.
Regrettably, there was not much cash in the safe, only about 100,000 yuan in total, but there were quite a few jewelry. The result was either jade or jewelry, and there was no certainty how much it could be worth. Unexpectedly, he also found a lot of solidified power of nature, and it was because he was stuffed with these small, but extremely heavy things, that he had the illusion that this trip was fruitful.
Feelings Now these guys are no longer popular with banknotes, and use the force of nature as the equivalent currency
When Roland returned to 0827, it was half past eleven in the evening. He gently opened the door, only to find that the lights in the living room were still on. Zero was lying on the side of the coffee table, her curved back undulating slightly, as if she had fallen asleep. There was a stack of notebooks and a stationery box in front of the little girl, apparently she was reviewing her homework before while waiting for him to come back.
It was obvious that the two were just a relationship between a tenant and a landlord, but now they vaguely felt like a family. Looking at this scene, Roland couldn't help but feel a touch of softness in his heart.
He stepped forward and gently hugged Zero, put her back on the bed in the bedroom, took off her shoes, and covered her with the blanket.
Yes, there are textbooks.
If she forgets to bring it to class tomorrow, she must blame herself again.
Roland smiled and shook his head, brought in several books on the coffee table, and folded them on Zero's desk. Just then, the bold letters on the cover of the textbook caught his attention.
"Elementary School Olympiad".
This is an extra-curricular subject that looks high-level, but is extremely impractical. He remembered that he was not very interested in mathematics in junior high school, and at that time thought that Mathematical Olympiad was an upgraded version of mathematics. Studying sketching and calligraphy, and reluctant to participate in the Mathematical Olympiad class held at the school, it is naturally impossible to know what the class is about.
However, he just saw that the textbook is not blank.
Roland felt his breathing suddenly quicken.
He took a deep breath, reached out and slowly opened the first page of the textbook.
The neatly arranged example questions and Jieluo's delicate handwriting came into his eyes together.