"For real combat, I think there are still some modifications to be made."

The girl's fingertips worked quite meticulously, and Gross stared at the quill brushes on the paper, his eyes unblinking—

No one would have imagined that in the humble town tavern of Northland Nogo, a young man and woman were talking about a weapon that could change the world-

Unlike the few spell professions in this world, this weapon can be used proficiently after a certain amount of training, even an ordinary person who lacks cultural education. And the two parties involved that night, although they yawned from time to time as the night deepened, but each other's spirits became more and more excited.

The rest of the people had fallen asleep.

"Mr. Gross, the drawings and theoretical design are basically complete, but we need to make a physical object to verify it."

"Well, I know. We need some iron ingots and steel, and a proper blacksmith's workshop. ”

At this, Gross's eyes widened—

The girl in front of her and the two of them almost thought about it, and they also had a ready-made armament workshop in Bulma, far away in the Razis territory, and iron ingots and steel had a lot of inventory in the warehouse of that workshop.

"Mr. Gross, then, when you're done here, will you leave for Boomer?"

Don't look at the girl's usual appearance and gentle temperament, but when she decides what to do, she becomes a completely different look. However, perhaps out of respect for Gross or for other reasons, she just raised her little head and stared at the young man opposite with those beautiful lake-blue eyes.

Eye to eye.

At this point, only Gross and Radia were left in the room.

There seemed to be a faint aroma that smelled from the nostrils, and the window was a dusky moon, and the dim clouds in the night were slowly floating, almost obscuring the outline of the moon—

It was quiet, and outside the room was a row of low pine trees, and the birds and small animals seemed to have disappeared by this time, except for the occasional breeze and the sound of whimpering in the distant mountain forest.

Inside the room, Gross could already hear his own heartbeat.

Lonely men and widows, ready to move.

The moon was surrounded by clouds, quietly burying her shy face.

If you don't do something at this time, isn't it better to be a beast?

"That...... Ladia. ”

Gross felt a little dry in his throat. He stretched out his fingers to caress the girl's hair draped over her shoulders, but stopped in mid-air.

"What's wrong, Mr. Gross?"

The two seem to have already determined some kind of intimacy, but in fact, they have not taken that crucial step, and their eyes seem to be conveying some kind of tacit understanding, and the girl suddenly feels that her ears are heating up-

It's hot.

And in Gross's eyes, the ears and cheeks in the girl's hair became extraordinarily gorgeous like the fiery clouds of the sunset—he finally couldn't help it, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely.

"Radia, can I hug you?"

"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry", Gross, who has been a man in two lives, naturally understands.

"Yes—"

The girl's voice was very small, but her little head lowered slightly.

The lights on the walls began to flicker, and soon, quietly went out.

……

After a long while, Gross finally understood the famous emotion from his previous life, "Life is unsatisfactory, seven or eight times out of ten." ”

He felt as if his ears were still ringing, as if a great lightning bolt had flashed through his head.

The system has flashed a prompt:

You are affected by the effect of [Forced Static Field], your HP drops to 0, and you enter a paralyzed state for 15 seconds, unable to move, unable to cast spells.

And such a hint, a whole three lines appeared!

In the dark room, two pairs of eyes are once again looking at each other!

Every time Gross tries to make contact with the girl at a negative distance, he will be affected by the effect of [Forced Static Field]. And the resistance of the awakened mid-tier warrior is completely useless in the face of this effect.

What's going on?

Gross wondered, the lack of blood in his head made his mind a little muddy - he seemed to think of the original holographic simulation game, and in order to avoid some kind of primitive trading behavior in the game, he specially made some "you know" harmony.

But!

Something is wrong again!

He finally remembered that the characters in the game were all physically handicapped! Men don't have guns, women don't have targets, just bare patches.

But the young body is real and fiery now!

Could it be ......

……

The small town of Faun.

A cool and quiet breeze blew in the distant valley, and the wind carried a beautiful smell of spring, and in the nearby mountain forest, dark green pine needles and young leaves mixed with emerald green among them, a male pulsatilla fluttered to the ground, and hurried back to the high branches somewhere.

It stared at its tiny eyes and began to observe everything around it.

A boy who looked to be twelve or thirteen years old was running wildly through the pine forest, he was wearing a thin linen shirt, so dirty that he could not see the original color, and the trousers on his legs and feet were also tattered, one trouser leg was casually rolled up, and the other trouser leg, as if it had been gnawed by some animal, fluttered a few jagged strips of rags—

He was a fast runner, he wasn't tall and thin, but he had the agility that his age should have. The wind kept blowing against his rough cheeks, and he could no longer care about the sharp pine needles or the branches of the bushes scratching his skin, and desperately fled towards the dense trees.

"You damned son of a bitch, how dare you come to the Baron's mill again to steal flour! I should probably tell the Baron to hang you, a damned thief, on the gallows......"

A scolding man's voice came from behind the boy, the man's breath was not even when he spoke, it could be seen that the chase all the way consumed too much physical strength, he held a strong wooden stick as thick as an adult's arm, and at this time he was at most thirty meters away from the boy running in front!

Despite the constant cursing in his ears, the boy never looked back, and in a panic, a steep break soon appeared in front of him, and the footsteps of the man behind him were getting closer and closer, and he finally turned around with a frightened face.

"Say it! Little thief, how much flour did you steal, and if you are willing to be honest about it all and make reparations, I can consider sparing you this time. ”

The man was obviously too tired to run, and his face looked much more pleasant than before, but the wooden stick in his hand was still firmly grasped. I want to talk about "Gross the Thief" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~