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"Where, lead the way! Teach me how to activate this staff now! ”

Yuan Huang shouted as he climbed back into the maintenance pipe at great speed, like a spider pounceing on its prey. A nameless rage burned in my heart.

His mindset is different from what he had at the beginning. At that time, there was no time to think about the true value of the Heavenly Palace, only that there might be more strange staffs and rings, and even more dangerous little cylinders of Baoshan. A gentleman is rich, but what he cares about most is always to become an archmage. So when he was stalked by Xiao Youxiang, he didn't vehemently refuse. "It's a big deal to be a piece of the pie by a cute little girl, I can't get rid of her, I can't help it" This thought occupied Yuanhuang's head at that time.

However, now he learned that Sister Bed and the Heavenly Palace had a new magical system called "Science", and its system was as complete as as ten categories. This is no longer just "Baoshan", which strongly stimulates Yuanhuang's desire for exclusivity.

Knowledge is power.

Monopoly is the only way to stand out.

Kill! Kill them all! Damn intruders!

Three years of abuse had darkened and distorted his mentality. Today has just escaped from the sea of suffering, and it is really difficult for a strong man to make him sunny and hearty.

"Uh, Yuanhuang. I must remind you that, according to the laws of Walland, the intruder is not guilty of death. Sister Bed's voice came from afar overhead, pouring cold water on Yuan Huang's mind that was carried away by anger, "I think you seem to be very angry." Although it is up to you as the acting captain to deal with the intruder, ......"

"No, of course I listen to you."

Half a second to answer, the anger quickly extinguished again.

He has a habit of structuring things and prioritizing them clearly. Not offending Sister Bed's thigh is much more important than killing people. In fact, there are many other ways to seal, and it can always be done with a little effort. Probably.

"If you don't kill, you have to keep your mouth shut" can't be so simple, but Yuanhuang has no other way.

Climb out of the repair pipe.

Return to the vicinity of the prosthetic robot.

In this familiar and spacious place, Yuan Huang paused.

"So, start teaching me how to use this staff?" So he needs to get this done first.

It can be activated without its own electric mana, which shows that the principle of the Celestial Staff is different from that of the Starfall Continent. He had to start over.

I hope I won't be looked down upon by Sister Bed because of ignorance, but fortunately not.

"Okay. However, it wasn't a "staff", it was called an "ionization rifle". ”

"It turned out to be called the "Ionization Rifle", what a majestic name! It's a good fit. ”

Fit this Celestial Staff.

Many good magic items have special names, and it's no surprise that such an exaggerated Celestial Staff must have it too. It's just as unique as the styling. Hawkers, it doesn't matter what the name is, it's okay whatever.

So Yuan Huang didn't think much about it, and just memorized it as a fixed noun.

"First, raise the rifle flat, so that the end structure, called the butt, is firmly against the upper arm. It is usually necessary to hold it in the shoulder socket position, but ionizing rifles are not the kind of weapons that require precise aiming. In fact, due to the original intention for which it was made, it was not possible to aim manually. ”

Yuan Huang did so.

"Aim"? How do you describe this celestial staff as like a war crossbow? The holding position is also very similar to that of a crossbow...... Well, there are neither crossbows nor bowstrings, so I must have thought too much.

"Something isn't quite right." As she spoke, Sister Bed once again appeared a long-lost light green phantom on the previous pedestal, showing a small person holding the Heavenly Staff as if he was holding a crossbow. "Please try to imitate this 'holographic projection', for it is important to have the correct posture when using a rifle."

Yuan Huang did so.

Sister Bed's words are getting more and more weird, is the so-called staff such a thing that pays attention to the holding posture? Hawkers, the weapon left behind by the celestial man in cloth clothes, what else can it be besides the staff, I definitely think too much.

"Good. Next, look for a slightly lower position in the middle of the "rifle", which has a half-circle frame, which fits the size of a finger sticking in. There's something called a trigger. Put the index finger of your right hand into the half-circle frame and pull the trigger to launch the ionization beam, please be safe. ”

Yuan Huang silently wrote down the name of the terrifying celestial electric magic, "Ionization".

And so it did.

How does mana work? Not at all? It's common sense that all magic items should cost a certain amount of mana to activate! Hawkers, the celestial items are so high-end, they must be thinking too much.

A certain doubt in Yuan Huang's heart became higher and higher, and he was about to explode several times, but he finally chose to ignore it. There are some problems that he may not be unaware of, but he is unwilling to face them. Because if "science" wasn't magic, it would be too bizarre and too cruel —

Yuanhuang now has nothing. It is impossible to claim that the Prophet is dead, so if a disciple does not worship the second teacher, he cannot re-worship the teacher; It's been three days since he stopped taking poison, but he still hasn't recovered his mana, maybe the long-term venom erosion for up to three years has made him a complete waste; Still a cripple.

He has been driven to a dead end, except for hugging the thigh of Sister Bed, there is no other possibility of becoming an archmage. Based on such a blind and helpless mentality, he subconsciously ignored his doubts about "science".

As instructed, he pulled the small metal plate called the "trigger" on the staff and activated the mechanism. It didn't take any mana at all to produce a powerful high-level electric shock spell that was the same as when he killed the demon wolf, and it gushed out and exploded on the metal wall next to it, bursting with a shocking loud noise and electric light.

Unbeknownst to him, of course, the loud noise had somewhat frightened the intruders.

He didn't know that he had gotten carried away because he had easily mastered what seemed to be an electrical magic of the seventh order or higher. I thought I'd practice it again! Practice is very important! So the trigger was pulled three more times. A total of four loud noises frightened the intruders.

It wasn't until he could no longer bear the tingling sensation from his left prosthetic leg that he finally lowered the Heavenly Staff, wiped his forehead with his sleeve, and let out a sigh of satisfaction. Because of the excitement, he even blushed a little.

His brain became more flexible, and he came up with ideas for new treasures.

He looked down at the prosthetic robot next to him, remembering one of his previous doubts, and now was a good time to raise it.

"Sister Bed, I wonder if there are any items here that can be used as masks?" Yuan Huang pretended to crouch next to the prosthetic robot, rubbing his metal face like a skeleton with his hand, and asked in the form of guidance, "You can understand that, right?" If anything happens, it's best if my identity isn't revealed. ”

"Of course, the items that can be used as masks are at your fingertips. You try pressing the button near the temple of the prosthetic robot. ”

Do so.

The metal mask falls from the prosthetic cyborg's head.

Very good! Yuan Huang secretly clenched his fists.

The prosthetic robot will definitely be able to remove the other hands and feet, but Genhuang doesn't know if he can also remove his face as a mask, so he pretends to find a shoddy excuse of "worrying about revealing his identity" and gets the mask in his hands.

It resembles a skeleton and is very thin. Different from the simple style on the outside, the inside is full of delicate and excessive patterns, which makes Yuan Huang's heart a little hairy, and he wonders if there is also some hidden magic mechanism. The mouth and nose are closed metal, and they have a strange and complex structure, which makes him worry about whether he will not breathe well after wearing them. The eyes are not positioned with a pair of holes for seeing like the usual masks, but are inlaid with thin slices that resemble red crystals.

It's not like a metal prosthetic leg, suddenly in the middle of a myriad of slender whiskers stabbing into my face, right?

Recalling the previous scene, Yuan Huang couldn't help but look at the mask and swallow his saliva.