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Simon saw a small black book and a gray cloth robe with underwear on the table.

I didn't realize it before, but when I saw the new clothes, Simon found that his body was covered in flesh and blood, and there was a rancid smell.

"Wow, it stinks, let's go take a shower and change your clothes first."

Simon took his new clothes and followed the instructions in the manual to the bathroom. When he walked to the door of the bathroom, Simon found that the laundry room was not far away, and after remembering the location, he took his new clothes and walked into the bathroom marked with men.

To Simon's surprise, the bathroom was just inside the changing room, and inside were separate shower rooms, each closed by a door. Simon took off his dirty clothes and put them in an empty basket in the locker closet, and there was a row of bath towels hanging on the wall in the locker room, and Simon took one and walked into a shower room.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa"

Feeling the water hitting his body, Simon couldn't help but exhale in comfort.

"Whew, I'm finally alive."

The fatigue along the way seems to be washed away by the clear water, and every cell is relaxing in a piece of warmth.

Simon looked down at his chest.

"Let's wash it here, too."

Simon put his hand into the hole in his chest and rubbed against the inner wall, which was still smooth and did not resemble the feel of human skin, and Simon also noticed that the inner wall was like a sponge constantly absorbing the inflow of water.

"My body is still seeping water?"

Simon felt a wave of absurdity, but nothing seemed impossible in this peculiar world.

"Let's wash it up and get out."

Simon hastily washed a few times and then changed his clothes and went out.

At this time, I happened to meet Vanessa who came to take a bath, and she changed into a white dress, which Simon almost didn't recognize.

"What's the matter, it's not that I'm fascinated by my beauty."

Vanessa said smugly.

"Yes, it's beautiful."

Vanessa's face flushed with Simon's blunt praise and she ran away with her head down.

"What did I say wrong?"

Simon was a little confused.

"No matter, let's go to the third floor first, I have a lot of questions I want to ask."

And Vanessa, who ran into the women's bathroom, slapped her cheeks with both hands.

"Why are you running, I really am, and Simon's big idiot......"

Vanessa clutched her chest, her heart beating so fast.

Third floor, mage area, magic workshop.

The power of magic not only has great lethality, but also has a deeper application, the magic workshop is the place to study magic technology, because of the existence of magic, so the Iron Brotherhood has an inexhaustible supply of water, solving a major problem of survival.

"You say you have a talent for spellcasting?"

A somewhat balding middle-aged man looked at Simon suspiciously.

"Yes, so I'd like to ask about magic."

Simon replied respectfully.

"Well, in this case, you can demonstrate it here, and cast a random spell for me to see."

"That's not good, I can't control my magic, and I don't even know what spells I can cast."

The bald mage smiled slightly, chanted a spell and cast a protective spell, and a spherical shimmering enchantment appeared on his body.

"This is my studio, you can rest assured now."

"Okay."

Simon nodded and began to cast spells, the familiar rush turning into a mysterious power.

Simon pointed his finger at the bald mage, and the bald mage's face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly shouted.

"Wait a minute!"

Unfortunately, Simon's spell had already taken shape, and the air around him rippled like waves, accompanied by a sharp noise, and all the glassware around him was destroyed, including some crystals and fragile gems.

The bald mage's face was pale, as if he would faint in the next second.

"This ...... How...... You...... Why...... Sound wave...... It couldn't be ......."

"I forgot to mention, actually, the spell I cast when I first cast the spell was a fireball spell."

The bald mage fainted directly.

Simon stood on the floor covered in glass shards and didn't know what to do, he just prayed in his heart that he wouldn't let me make amends......

"Magic is a discipline that requires caution, raw magical energy is violent and uncontrollable, and the right magic can only be cast after being processed with spells and gestures. Of course, I can't tell exactly what type of talent you have, and it seems to me that you have two possibilities: a warlock who casts spells on his own bloodline, and a psychic warlock who casts spells with the help of powerful psychic powers. I'm going to do a little experiment for you to determine your own casting talent. ”

The bald mage brought a wooden bowl filled with a green viscous liquid.

"Drip your blood into it, this liquid can react with a lot of blood with powerful magical energy, and if it doesn't, you should be a psychic magician."

Simon did as he was told, slicing through the index finger of his left hand and dripping a drop of blood.

"Boom!"

"Ahem!"

The wooden bowl exploded directly, startling Simon, and even blowing up the bald mage who was about to come up close to observe, his face turned black, and his hair was a lot less.

Two accidents made the bald mage look embarrassed, and he said curtly.

"Well, you should be a warlock, I have a copy of "Basic Arcane Knowledge" and a "Guide to Low-level Spells" for you here, I hope you can learn more in the future."

Simon took the two books and bowed solemnly to the bald mage.

"Thank you very much."

Simon then went back to his room and began to flip through Basic Arcane Knowledge.

A warlock casts a spell like a poet writes a poem, it is the result of talent and training. Warlocks don't rely on spellbooks, no mentors, no theories, they rely only on pure willpower. Warlocks cast spells through their natural powers, rather than through training and research. Their magic is more based on intuition than on logic.

The Warlock's power comes from his inner nature, and no matter what he wants to use his power, he must develop his potential. Some good warlocks are eager to prove their talents, be recognized by society, and prove their worth. The evil sorcerers also consider themselves to be different, and feel that they are superior to all others, so they want to gain the power to see all things.

It's likely that the Warlock has the blood of a powerful creature in his body, and his mind may be slightly affected, but don't worry, he will never suddenly become another creature. Some warlocks want to dig deeper into their bloodline in order to gain great power; However, some warlocks feel that the bloodline is only the key to stimulate their own potential, and only by continuing to hone their will can they continue to become stronger; Both make sense, so far there is no feasible, universal way to make Warlocks grow, and each Warlock seems to be a special being, they are like gems that have been treated in different ways to give off a breathtaking light.

Simon closed the Basic Arcane Knowledge, opened the Low-Level Spell Guide and continued reading, he finally knew what the few spells he had cast before were, in chronological order:

Fireball: Condense an unstable fireball that flies towards the target at high speed and causes a terrifying explosion;

Fight the Necromancy: Deals light damage to an undead creature;

Spotting the invisible: Spotting invisible creatures or objects;

Smashing Sonic Waves: Sends out high-velocity oscillating sound waves that not only damage and have a chance to deafen mobs, but also destroy target items or crystalline creatures.

Simon flipped through the Low-Level Spell Guide with great interest, and he was fascinated by magical spells. He had decided that he wanted to learn two of the spells, which were not very difficult, and he hoped to learn and master them as soon as possible:

Defeat the enemy first: Gain temporary keen insight to see the timing of the next attack, even if the opponent has a hidden effect, he will never miss;

Bounce: Gain a powerful jumping ability for a short period of time.

Simon was trying to learn these two spells, hoping to replicate the effects with his intuition, and he didn't know if it would work, so he had to keep trying.

Time passed slowly, and Simon was immersed in the arcane world, and he felt that he could already cast the spells he had mastered accurately, instead of randomly casting them as before. This excites Simon, who eagerly absorbs the knowledge from his books, and he doesn't come to his senses until there is a knock on the door.

"Mr. Simon, the president please."

"Okay, right away."

As soon as Simon opened his mouth, he found that his voice was hoarse and his throat was dry, and he quickly picked up the water glass on the table and took a big sip of water.

Following Christina, Simon made his way to the loot warehouse on the third floor, where Vanessa and Sinclave were already waiting.

"Sit down, we don't have a separate office here, so I'll have to grieve you, Simon."

Sinclair said mildly.

"I don't care about that, is there something wrong with calling me over?"

"That's right, I already know from Vanessa about your help and contribution to the Brotherhood of Steel, and on behalf of the Brotherhood of Steel, I am very grateful for your help!"

"I'm not just helping you, I'm helping myself, so there's no need to thank me."

"Anyway, you do have a great contribution to the Brotherhood of Steel, and in order to thank you, I have specially selected a few things here for you, and I hope you will accept them."

a small deerskin bag containing a large number of small stones; An elongated glass bottle filled with a blue liquid, in which yellow particles sparkle and dance; A primitive and grotesque dagger, seemingly sharpened from a purple-black carapace, with ominous spiderweb-like patterns appearing on it, occasionally vibrating spontaneously.

Christina explained to Simon.

"The name of this deerskin bag is the Bag of Boulders, and the bag contains countless small pebbles. The pebbles produced in this bag can create a destructive force like a catapult when thrown. Each stone has a range increment of 50 feet. You will automatically learn and become proficient in using these stones. When a stone is thrown, it will disappear after hitting someone or falling to the ground.

This blue potion is an electric eel potion, drink it and your skin will become shiny and tough, and when the potion is active, you can release a certain amount of electricity through your hands, and if you use a metal weapon, it can also be transmitted to the weapon. The potion effect can last for 12 hours.

This dagger is called the Spider's Fang, and this sharp dagger can easily cut through cobwebs, whether they are magical or natural. Moreover, the wielder will not become entangled in cobwebs, and can move within the area of effect of arachnia at half speed. The above effects continue to take effect and do not need to be activated. Not only that, but once a day, the wielder can create a vertical 10-foot-square spiderweb-like curtain that does not impede movement, but provides some effect of concealment to the mobs behind it, and any touch of the curtain will destroy the curtain, but the touching creature will take acid damage. ”

Needless to say, the Boulder Bag, Electric Eel Potion, and Spider Fang are all rare magical items, each of which is precious and valuable.