"How can you win?!" the customer looked incredulous, "I obviously used [Luck Reversal]!"

“I/know。 It's incredible, isn't it?" Zuo Yuning nodded in agreement.

The customer stared at Zuo Jiuning with wide eyes: "This is not just incredible!! what the hell have you done?!"

"I didn't do anything" Zuo Jiuning smiled weirdly and looked at the customer in front of him who had a tendency to run rampant, "I'm just, lucky, I won the bet~"

"You, you, ahh!!h

With the shouts of customers, the surrounding qiē became blurred

Even, even Zuo Jiuning's consciousness gradually blurred

When Zuo Jiuning woke up again, she found herself in a swamp, or rather floating above the swamp.

Soon, she realized that this was a special game mode ---- memories of NPCs in Spacetime OL.

She was brought into the consciousness of a young girl, but she did not have the right to actively manipulate the girl's actions.

Zuo Jiuning was brought in by the consciousness of a girl in a black magician's robe, who stood on an extremely strange-looking ancient cypress tree in the ghost swamp, and looked at several people fighting in the air not far away with great disgust.

To be exact, five against one, and that one seems to be running away from the other five

Nice play, as a pastime during dinner, the girl took out a bag of blood and drank it, while thinking.

Just after the girl drank the bag of blood in her hand, the fight was also divided, and the outnumbered one fell from the sky.

Unexpectedly, the girl yawned a little boredly

Just as he was thinking this, a clear and transparent young man's voice came from behind: "Are you with them?"

The girl turned her head, and what caught her eyes was a tall, thin boy with short flaxen gray hair, probably in his mid-20s, who was a vampire like her.

Weak scholar, this is the first word that flashes through the girl's mind.

The young man's skin is pale, his eyes are blue, the bridge of his nose is high, his thin lips are slightly pursed, and his face is very pleasing to the eye.

But if you look any further, you will see that the young man's expensive gray shirt and black trousers, as well as a python backpack, are already covered in muddy stains.

It was clear that the boy was the one who had just fallen from the sky.

"How is it?" the boy asked again after looking at the girl in front of him.

Because of her special magic skills [analysis], the information in the girl's brain is far beyond the surface, but her answer is just a brisk tone and inappropriate compliment: "Quite good-looking, as if that word is what to say? reborn from the fire?ah, it doesn't seem to be a very appropriate metaphor, in short, it's almost~"

The boy was speechless for a moment, deciding to ignore this illogical answer, and then pointed to the five people hovering in the sky looking for him, "I want to ask, are you with them?"

The girl raised her eyes and glanced symbolically at the sky, then shrugged: "Unfortunately, I don't know them~"

"Isn't that the way it is?"

"No~" The girl stretched, her hobby is collecting rather than asking for trouble, to be precise, she even has a personality with escapist tendencies, so she didn't ask anything, just patted the shrunken ghost dragon standing on her shoulder, "Let's go, Alex~"

After saying that, the girl planned to make Alex bigger, but the boy grabbed the robe, and at the same time came an undisguised excited voice: "That's the legendary ghost dragon?!"

The girl looked at the boy with her big pale blue eyes, blinked mischievously, and spat out a sentence that was extremely flattened with her thin lips: "Guess?"

"As far as I know, there is only one living ghost dragon in this world----- the ghost dragon with a freely resizeable skeleton owned by Avery, the youngest high-ranking witch in the world, is white and transparent. With that, the young man's blue eyes staring at the ghost dragon became even more fanatical, and he grabbed Avery's mage robe with his left hand, and stroked the bone cheek of the ghost dragon Alex with his right hand, and said to it in an extremely excited tone, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Alex." My name is ElioteVanPelt, and I'm a researcher of magical creatures. ”

The ghost dragon didn't react.

Eliote didn't react to the ghost dragon for a moment, so she turned her puzzled gaze to Avery, and then she saw...

"Hahaha," Avery laughed.

Eliote raised an eyebrow, "What?"

Avery didn't answer, the ghost dragon Alex's bad taste had become more and more strict since he traveled with her, and it was just on purpose.

Hahaha, Alex is really interesting, Avery thought.

Eliote waited for a moment without a response, and was about to ask again, when he saw a bolt of lightning slash down from the sky towards him, only to be suddenly canceled out by an arc of lightning before it could be slashed.

Eliote raised an eyebrow in surprise and looked at Avery, not believing that a high-ranking witch would save him.

Sure enough, a glance at Eliote revealed that Avery's focus was not on him, but on the five people chasing him.

Eliote followed Avery's gaze and saw one of the five, skinny woman with large wavy blond wavy hair holding a conspicuous golden hammer in her hand, emitting lightning.

"An alchemical replica of Mjolnir's hammer?" Eliote whistled, he had never seen those five people have such a thing before, and he didn't think they were capable of making zuò.

Avery heard it from the sidelines and chuckled: "Wrong~"

"Oh?" Eliote turned to look at Avery, raising an eyebrow with an inquiring look.

"Hehe, this is the original Mjolnir~" Avery replied as he continued to stare at the golden hammer obsessively.

"Oh, how can you tell?" said Eliote, staring at Avery with interest.

Avery continued to resist the thunder released by Thor's hammer with his magic, and replied without looking back, "Didn't you just say it? I'm a high-ranking witch." ”

“Oh，Isee。 ”

It's just that the magic is strong, but it's not enough to become a high-level witch.

A high-level witch is a general term for a witch who has a unique insight into magic and has researched unique results based on it.

In other words, the one who can become a high-level witch is a witch who combines magic, wisdom, knowledge, and experience, and most of her opinions and research directions are a little crazy or even crazy.

There are different criteria for what constitutes a high-ranking witch, but the average high-ranking witch is famous for their crazy behavior----- such as Avery.

Therefore, it is not surprising that Avery can tell that the big wavy curly-haired witch in the sky is holding a real Mjolnir.

However, in Eliote's opinion, there is still something very strange: "I thought you high-level witches were not interested in this kind of magic artifact?"

"Well, guess this~"

Indeed, most high-ranking witches have no interest in magical artifacts, because with their research in alchemy, they can completely copy a magical artifact with basically the same function, and even improve it.

The difference between originals and replicas is that they are self-aware, which makes them extremely difficult to control.

Therefore, high-level witches like to use obedient replicas, saving time to pursue uncontrollable originals that are not easy to control.

But these are things that people who don't understand the nature of magical artifacts see, and Avery is different.

Avery is a person who makes conquering extremely difficult things a part of the meaning of life, and a person who has made collecting rare treasures a lifelong hobby, so it is only natural that difficult magical artifacts have become one of her goals to conquer and collect.

And it just so happened that the first magical artifact that Avery conquered and collected was the almost omniscient magical artifact [Vampire Library] that possessed all the objective scientific knowledge of this world-----

ps: Strictly speaking, this is today's big outbreak after writing too much, divided into two chapters and released, it can be regarded as a pseudo-second update