Avaranga 431, March 25. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The weather was not good, it was raining, but there were no raindrops on me.

At least except for Liu Bo.

The continuous raindrops either bypassed people or were blocked by a centimeter from the skin.

This is the simplest blessing technique, [surface protection] or [air cover] or the like, which is used to keep out the rain with almost no loss, or the loss and recovery speed are roughly the same, which is why Avaranga does not have an umbrella and a raincoat, and does not even have a concept: because it is not needed, it is not.

So this day was terrible for Liu Bo: he was on the cart, with a stone shell made by others on his head, watching people move as usual, but he shivered in the cold air, and from time to time rain splashed in, it was bitterly cold, and it was terrible in every sense.

At this point, the difference between him and the others is fully revealed.

[System, how long will it take me to become a wizard?] he asked inwardly, "Tell me the exact time. 】

[One hundred and six more hours, master.] 】

In the depths of his soul, the thing called the system was still working meticulously, distorting his soul and spiritual power every moment, forcibly twisting into the appearance of runes, using the surrounding wizards as a template, slowly constructing a complete meditation rune group, and on the basis of distorting the soul, he did not feel even a moment of discomfort.

He thought he had covered it all up well, but he didn't know that the ever-changing soul was being scrutinized over and over again, and from time to time someone looked at him, and a black and red mist flashed in his eyes.

Everyone thought he was weird.

Language barrier, often lying, always smirking, distorted soul, fragile physique, small soul, lack of common sense, easy to get hurt.

Some of them also talked to Albert privately and asked about his race, it can be said that in the eyes of others, Liu Bo is weird from head to toe, but everyone doesn't care much, they don't care much, it is a society under the rule of law, and it is impossible to be a threat if it is so fragile, but he feels that he is well concealed, and he seems to be a little smug, which makes people laugh.

Albert was reading, yes, sitting on a cart and reading a book, there were a total of eight carts in this caravan, each cart was pulled by two horses, the kind reinforced with enchantments, the quality was guaranteed, and he could sit on it and rest at any time.

He was talking to his wife, Cecilia, about what he thought of the book.

"So I think the author of this book is more suited to writing adventures, his style is already set, and if you want to write about politics, he is still a lot less experienced. ”

"For example, in what specific ways?"

"For example, the IQ of politicians has been insulted. "In this book, the protagonist is described as a brilliant warrior who inadvertently enters the political circle, becomes an official, and climbs up step by step, with many enemies and all sorts of conflicts with the protagonist. ”

Cecilia tilted her head in confusion and shook her ears: "I've read this book too, but what's wrong?"

This is exactly the weirdness: there are so many people, and none of them try to win him over, and the protagonist doesn't choose a side at all. ”

"Since his potential is so great, then you should try to win him over from the beginning, don't underestimate their IQ, those people can see that it doesn't work to win over who people, it can't be everyone's eyes, it's really too easy to get the protagonist to stand on their side, if I am brought into their role, it only takes two steps for the protagonist to complete the side. ”

"Which two steps?"

"One, hold a banquet. Second, write him an invitation letter. ”

"As long as the attitude is more earnest, the timing is right, he will definitely go, and then it will be simple, as long as he shows affection in front of other people, and drinks two together, it will be considered a success. ”

"At that time, in the eyes of other people, the protagonist will choose a side, and at that time, people from other mountains will attack him, stumble on him, create traps, and people in the same camp will protect him and shelter him from the wind and rain. ”

"That's why I say the novel doesn't make sense. ”

"You're really serious about reading novels. She chuckled dryly, "It's a little too serious." ”

"Uh... Albert thought for a moment, then rubbed his temples, "Okay, it's true that I'm too serious, subconsciously... ”

He put the book in his hand back into the space, and replaced it with a funny one, the weather is very bad today, the goods are covered and don't worry about the rain, but the continuous rain and the continuous lightning are a little depressing, Cecilia squeezed into his arms as usual to rest, which will make her very reassuring, for this cat girl, the rainy day is terrible.

In this respect, she fully embodies the habit of animals: they hate water.

Cats hate water, and although she loves cleanliness and bathing, she hates rain, which can make her feel bad.

But it's okay now, she's still in a good mood as usual, and the [thermostat] is still working, dispelling the cold senses.

This rain has been falling for two days, during which it has changed from drizzle to heavy rain, and then weakened from heavy rain to drizzle, and has not stopped, at this time, the thick atmosphere of Cedras will show its power, this [super earth] six times the size of the earth, the power of its atmosphere even the most powerful wizard has to take some effort to carry it down, it is not uncommon for such a long time to last.

Every summer, tropical storms, hurricanes, make landfall over and over the west coast and over the east coast, and travel long distances, as well as tornadoes, which are not uncommon in the interior of Avaranga, from a thin cyclone to a super tornado that far surpasses a Category 5 tornado.

However, before such weather happens, people can detect and avoid it in time, and there is no need to worry about typhoons in big cities.

Larger cities were topographed when they were built, and tornadoes passing through urban areas were generally rare.

And a little further east of Avaranga, there is a small canyon, people call it the "Tornado Corridor", this is the paradise of tornadoes, as far as history goes, the highest record of tornadoes here on the same day is seven a day, maybe one day it can "break the limit" to set a new record.

Now there's a tornado here, and people have seen it, and in the distant sky, there's a tornado that's about level 3, and it's moving very fast.

But the tornado won't go here, it will circle around there and then dissipate.

Even if they do, people can manipulate the dirt and lower the goods and themselves below the horizon to create a layer of protection overhead, and then just change the road surface back to its original state without any effect.

But I still hope that the rainstorm will end soon, because the rain is getting heavier again, which makes people feel bad.

Even if the plants on this planet have long since adapted to the harsh celestial phenomena, it is always bad to continue for too long, and it may affect the crops grown by the farmers.

That would have farmers have to make up for new crops, and missing the season would affect their harvests.

Hopefully it will get better soon.