"Damn, so I'm making a lot of money? Sure enough, the rich rely on technology, and the poor rely on mutation! Kindness... This witchcraft has to be thought about carefully, and it has to be long..."

"Ding, please make a choice within 5 minutes, the overdue system will help players choose randomly."

Yang Hao: "..."MMP!

It was too unfriendly to have a limited time, Yang Hao's mind was in a hurry, and he sifted through all his witchcraft, and finally set his eyes on Hallek's high-temperature flames and infrasonic shocks.

These two can be said to be Yang Hao's core witchcraft, so far the performance of infrasonic shock is the best, and the data is the most powerful, but Harek's high-temperature flame obviously has strong potential, and Yang Hao has also encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation and research recently, and his proficiency has almost stagnated, so after hesitating for a while, Yang Hao still chooses Hallek's high-temperature flame as his natal sorcery.

Once chosen, the planet's ball of light immediately changed, and the ball of light gradually depicted the three-dimensional runes of Harek's high-temperature flames, and the flow of light and flames printed the ball of light into a peach-colored fireball.

Unable to test the changes of witchcraft in the spiritual space, Yang Hao decisively stopped meditating and returned to his body.

Before he began to try to study witchcraft, Yang Hao felt that he was more closely connected with the fire element in the air, and it seemed that using Hallek's high-temperature flame as a natal witchcraft also had a certain bonus to his fire element affinity talent.

With a feeling of joy and anticipation, Yang Hao began to compress the fire element, and in an instant he felt different from the past, the fire element that had been compressed to such a point in the past had long been restless and uncontrollable, and now the fire element was still like a good baby.

Seeing this situation, Yang Hao's courage gradually increased, and he doubled the intensity of compression, compressing the original fist-sized fireball to the size of a quail egg, and the color of the flame also changed with the compression strength, and turned orange, and the temperature increased greatly.

After maintaining it for half an hour, Yang Hao felt that his head was clouded, and he was a little struggling, and dispersed the fireball in his hand.

Looking at the proficiency again, it's only a little bit close to leveling up, so hurry up and rest and continue.

Thirty minutes later.

"Ding, your Hallek's hot flame research has been upgraded to proficiency, please pay attention to check the witchcraft changes."

"Haha, it's done!" Yang Hao laughed excitedly, the problem of witchcraft stagnation these days has given Yang Hao a headache, but he didn't expect it to be upgraded all of a sudden, it was really gratifying, and he hurriedly opened the panel:

Hallek's High Temperature Flame (Proficient): An ancient arcane technique that greatly increases the temperature of the flame and strengthens most fire-based sculpting witchcraft, but it is not easy to learn.

Proficiency Effect: +3 mana cost, increases the temperature of the flame to 900 degrees. The heat ignites most creatures and melts their nails. Proficiency: 20/1000.

Natal Sorcery Additional Effect: -1 mana cost, increases the temperature of the flame by 100 degrees.

Medium Ignite: Using any Fire Sculpting Sorcery will give the target a set of Ignite effect, -2 HP/sec for 4 seconds, and will be attacked again by Fire Sculpting Sorcery within 4 seconds, with a damage bonus of 10%, and after reaching 3 stacks, a blasting effect will be formed, dealing 7 AoE Sorcery Damage, and the number of stacks will be reset to zero.

Inferior Melt: Attacking the target with any fire-based sculptor will temporarily weaken the target's physical armor by 2, up to a maximum of 6, until the end of the battle.

Perfect, there is another special effect at once, and I am more violent.

Yang Hao, who was in a good mood, stretched his waist and looked out the window, and found that the sky was already bright, the time was almost 5 o'clock in the morning, and there were gradually voices outside, presumably Xiao Xinyan and the others began to prepare for the battle.

Yang Hao rubbed his face, jumped off the bed, came to the table, and sorted out his backpack.

He sorted the various potions and props into their own places, and when they were all done, there were more miscellaneous items on the table, a round ball that looked like an egg from Barn's head, and books.

Ignore the ball for now, Yang Hao used the system to check it, except that the question mark is the question mark, which is obviously not something he can interpret.

So he carefully put the ball away and curiously flipped through the rest of the book.

These books were undoubtedly written in the language of the gray dwarves, and Yang Hao was black-eyed and didn't know them at all.

"Don't say to make a dot map, the whole TM is a word!" Yang Hao hated and opened the last book, but unexpectedly found that it didn't feel right.

The book is fake, it's actually a box disguised as a book.

The box was unlocked, Yang Hao opened it easily, and inside it was a familiar sheepskin scroll.

The surprise is indescribable, Yang Hao got a parchment roll before, and the identification of the consequences still requires two to have an effect, because of the explosion rate of his pit father, Yang Hao once forgot about it, hey, I didn't expect to get the second one so soon.

It's so cool!

Yang Hao danced excitedly, and his devilish steps were comparable to the king of cats.

"Grand Master, you're ready to go." Xiao Xinyan thought that Yang Hao had lost time, so she pushed the door in and called someone, anyway, the player didn't have to sleep, so there was nothing taboo.

Yang Hao: "..."

Xiao Xinyan: "..."

Xiao Xinyan was stunned for two seconds, then silently walked out of the room and closed the door, first patted her chest, then recalled, and finally laughed out loud without any image.

Yang Hao has 10,000 MMPs to talk about, MD accidentally let go of himself, and he was knocked through, it's too embarrassing!

A few minutes later, Yang Hao cleaned up his mood and pushed open the door, everyone was almost ready, Xiao Xinyan looked at him with a smile, and said lightly: "Let's go." ”

On the way, Huang Shanshan said boringly: "Sister Xinyan, what were you laughing at just now?" Tell me about it. ”

Xiao Xinyan glanced at Yang Hao, who was pale, and quipped: "A monkey came to our station just now, stupid and funny." ”

"Ahh Got monkeys? Sister Xinyan, why don't you help me catch it, people are looking for a monkey to help me collect the power of pleasure. Huang Shanshan looked annoyed and said with some complaint.

Xiao Xinyan saw that Yang Hao's face was even more ugly, and she didn't want to joke anymore, so she said, "Okay, Shanshan, this monkey is expensive, we can't afford to tease it." Next time, I'll help you catch the right one. ”

"Okay," Huang Shanshan said obediently.

Feng Zixuan on the side heard something, turned her head and asked Yang Hao: "Are they playing dumb riddles?" ”

"They're just gossiping, ignore them." Yang Hao's old face flushed and said embarrassedly.

In a blink of an eye, everyone arrived at the mansion of the Homi family, Yang Hao told the guard at the door that Sack had called him, and after the guard went in to report, it didn't take long for everyone to enter the mansion.

Compared with the Laxie family, the Homi family's mansion is magnificent, carved and painted, and very aristocratic.

Look, this is what a nobleman should look like, and there is something wrong with Laxie's hard work.

PS: Yang Hao: Author, you come out! Is it that ugly for me to dance?! Don't run, eat my big fireball!