The study room of the spirit world, since Donald obtained the core talent, the environment here has undergone new changes.

There are spirits made of flames flying around the chandelier on the roof of the study, small fish formed by the flow of water swimming in the fish tank on the side of the study, and birds turned into wind rising and falling among the bookshelves...... All the elements have their own appearance here.

Not only that, but on the desk there was a pot of dark green plants, not flowers or grass, more like a kind of vine entwined ensemble, it grew tall for a while, and then retracted into a dry branch, and next to it, there were three quaint oil lamps, as always, only one was lit, and the dark green flame was churning on it.

Donald sat at the back of his desk, his clothes a little more delicate and real than his previous gray robes, and there was still some blood floating on it.

Holding a fountain pen in his hand, the blue glow from the tip of the pen depicted the shape of a clock on the white paper, and the occasional swing of his elbow to the side caused the neighing of the demonic serpent in the Colosseum to the right of the desk.

Jingle Bell ~ Ding Dong ~ Ding Dong ~

Suddenly there was a metal knock in his ears, Donald's expression froze, and the surrounding environment immediately turned into countless points of light and drifted away, and then even Donald disappeared into the spiritual world.

"Hiss~"

Gasping for air, Donald woke up from his meditation, the tingling sensation in his mind made him frown, and the sudden interruption of his meditation was a minor trauma to his spirit.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the ceiling of the hotel, like a wallpaper painted with morning glories, and although there was a heater in the hotel, Donald still preferred the fireplace, so the room was not dark now, and the firelight illuminated part of the area.

The trance-like mental state made Donald feel irritable, and he wanted to get up and drink saliva to slow down, but found that his body was no longer under his control.

In normal times, Donald would immediately think of the ghost press or some special force affecting him, and then immediately turn on his mental defense to resist.

But now, at this moment, he didn't realize that his spirit had been enveloped by an inexplicable feeling of fear.

Everything in front of me seemed to have changed strangely.

The morning glory wallpaper on the ceiling darkened in color, and the flowers that should have been stationary were now growing and hanging around the chandelier, and the swaying branches and leaves were like the claws of some kind of beast.

The street lamp outside the window shone on something, and the dark shadow that was printed in the room changed into some kind of distorted shape that Donald couldn't describe.

Out of Donald's sight, several shadowed tentacles were climbing up the walls outside the room.

Meow!!!

With a sharp meow, the pure white Finger suddenly appeared in front of Donald's eyes, standing on Donald's chest, and roared low in the direction of the window.

And its appearance has also successfully blocked the progress of a certain existence.

It wasn't because of strength or fear, but simply because other creatures had disturbed the hunt, so it chose to leave.

Morning glory returns to the wall, the shadow returns to normal, what it should be, what it should be, and Donald takes Finger into his arms, who purrs with pleasure.

It didn't take long for Donald to fall asleep again, and the night was barely normal.

The next morning, everyone woke up with each other, because they had made an appointment to meet next to the mermaid fountain at eight o'clock, and they must not be able to think about it.

"Donald, what's wrong with you, I see that your mental state is a little strange, you have dark circles under your eyes just one night...... Didn't you sleep last night?No, you're a wizard, so you can easily recover as long as you enter a meditative state?"

This was the first time Stephanie had seen Donald look so spiritless, just holding a fork and picking up a piece of omelette and biting it casually, her eyes always looking at the table in front of her in an unfocused state.

"Didn't you hear any strange noises last night?"

When he went to bed last night, Donald didn't think much of it, just the negative state of his meditation caused by the interference of the outside world.

However, when I recovered my spirit early this morning, the more I thought about it, the more wrong it became.

"What's the noise? Are you caught up in the noise?"

Anthony squeezed some ketchup into his plate and turned to Donald to ask Donald if he had slept well last night and hadn't heard any strange noises.

"It's kind of like the sound of metal tapping...... It's okay if Anthony sleeps on the other side and can't hear it, and you guys don't hear it?"

If he remembered correctly, the voice must have come from outside, and Stephanie and the others were next door, so there was no reason why they couldn't hear it.

"But we really didn't hear anything, and I fell asleep with my pillow on it. ”

Julia said as she ate her sausage.

So Donald turned his gaze to Lilo, she didn't need to sleep.

"I didn't hear it. ”

Lilo's answer rang in Donald's head.

"Special energy bodies, similar to ghosts or other beings that can affect the mental state of others. ”

Through psychic communication, Donald asked Lilo again.

"Nope. ”

Again, in the negative.

Donald didn't think Lilo would lie to himself, was it really just a negative state that came from his meditation being disturbed?

They didn't have much time to think about it, and after breakfast, the group asked the waiter at the hotel where the mermaid fountain was, as Jacqueline said, anyone who lives here knows where this particular fountain is.

Arriving at the agreed place 15 minutes early, Donald held a black umbrella and looked at the fountain in front of him, which can be called a work of art, and was speechless for a while.

The whole fountain is white, with a diameter of about three meters under the cover of snowflakes, divided into three layers, one layer contains one layer, one layer is stacked on top of another, the outermost layer is carved with fish in various postures, the middle layer is still a fish, but the body has obviously become slender, and the upper body also depicts that it seems to be undergoing some special changes, and this last layer is not special, not even a portrait, just an ordinary water bottle, but this water bottle is held in the hand by a lifelike mermaid.

The water gushes out of the bottle, fills the second pool, and then overflows into the third pool, which looks like three small waterfalls.

"That's what it's supposed to be. ”

The surrounding factory buildings are really one in the sky and one underground compared to this mermaid fountain.

"It was one of the most emblematic buildings in the city of Corta in the past, and today there are not many similar buildings left. ”

Jacqueli came from the other side of the street with an umbrella, changed into a casual dress, and tied his hair in a ponytail at the back of his head, neatly and neatly.

"Formerly the city of Corta...... Mean, is this a recent scene?"

Pointing to the large chimneys around him and the crowd of people, Donald asked.

"Of course, these big factories are all buildings that have sprung up in recent years, because of the discovery of coal mines near Corta, so the government took advantage of the situation to turn the city into an industrial city, and I don't know how they persuaded the sect that the Craft and Forge sect actually agreed to this transformation, and thought that it was also part of the blacksmithing, and even helped the government to spread the word about it, and many of the former good places have now been demolished and rebuilt to make room for factories or warehouses. ”

Craft and forging, if the former Corta pursued the former, then the current Corta is going further and further on the road of the latter.

Donald doesn't have the authority to control the city's urban planning, so he can only express regret at best.

As agreed, Jacqueline took them to one of the Craft and Forge Sect's leading magic-item smiths who inhabited Corta.

"Uncle Grant is a very caring elder, and I can introduce you to him, but it's up to you whether you can convince him. ”

Arriving at the door of a workshop, Jacqueline turned to Donald and said.

Pushing open the door and entering, the workshop was unexpectedly quiet, and Donald saw an iron furnace on the inside of the house, without the flame and bellows as he imagined, and even less the hot air blowing in his face.

It's just a cold, dark place.

"Wait a minute, I'll go in and call him. ”

Jacqueline was familiar with this place, and went directly to the second floor, and after a burst of conversation, a burly man came down from the second floor.

With a full beard, suspender overalls, and rolled-up cuffs, Donald couldn't help but think of the statue he had seen at the gate of the train station, and it was obvious that this was a loyal believer in the Craft and Forge Sect.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry, but even though you're a guest brought by Jacqueline, I have no plans to craft items lately, and as you can see, as a craftsman, my furnace has gone out. ”

The man known as Uncle Grant pointed to his stove and workbench, and refused without even hearing what Donald's work commission was.

"Why do you want to extinguish your own stove, Uncle Grant? Didn't you say that the first thing a craftsman should do when he gets up should be to add coal or firewood to the stove......

Before Donald could speak, Jacqueline was a little anxious and whispered.

"Because of some accidents, I can't forge now...... I'll tell you later, it's not convenient right now. ”

Grant didn't seem to want to bring it up.

"I don't want you to build something, but I have an item that's important to me that I need your help to perfect. ”

Donald's Space Ring has been mostly completed, only the last and most critical step is left, and it is not easy to find a craftsman, there is no reason to just leave.

"I said, I've been ...... lately"

"What I want to perfect is a space ring!"

Saying his things first, the expression on Grant's face immediately froze.

What could be more beautiful for a craftsman than to watch a treasure come out of his own hands?