The warehouse, which was crowded with people, was deserted at this time, and only Anderson and Qingyan stood in front of the space-time vortex.

Anderson scratched the back of his head, looked at Qingyan beside him a little bottomlessly and said: "The secret realm opened this time has reached the difficulty level of E3, and there are some second-order and first-order beasts that are more powerful, and the people who participated in the test are all first-year students, will they be in danger?" ”

In this regard, Qingyan only smiled confidently: "Don't worry, the alien beasts in it have been specially domesticated by the teachers of the school's summoning department, they may attack, but they should not hurt the children's lives." ”

Seeing that he was so confident and had never been in contact with the secret realm, Anderson was a little relieved, and he smiled.

"I'm not afraid of what happens."

Behind the locust tree outside the warehouse, a slightly bloated figure looked through the crack in the door at the picture of the two men laughing and talking to each other.

Ahn's expression was thoughtful, and she turned and left in the direction of the school building.

Even these two people didn't know that he had completed the task of hiding dozens of phantom weapons in the E3-level secret realm wasteland yesterday, and that it was also personally ordered by their common teacher, the academy headmaster, Doz Czech.

At this time, the reason why he couldn't help but come here to take a look was that there was an extra scythe weapon among the many phantom weapons hidden in the secret realm, and this scythe weapon was the Holy Spirit-level Death Scythe.

He wondered why the teacher had chosen this valuable weapon, which was comparable to the treasure of the town, as one of the rewards for this test, even if the power of this level of weapon had been sealed, it was still too incredible for a first-year student to use.

Since he couldn't figure it out, he didn't think much about it, the teacher is a person who pays attention to everything, this weapon is because of Lingdu, she is at least more qualified than Ireland to get the Death Scythe, maybe the teacher is to give her a chance.

……

The Secret Land of the Wasteland.

The secret place is called Huangzhou, but it is not a barren place, but it is like a paradise that is inaccessible, surrounded by mountains, beautiful mountains and rivers, full of a large area of dense and green towering forests, and the sound of birdsong and ding dong water from time to time is pleasing to the ears and eyes.

After entering the secret realm, all the students will be randomly scattered around the wasteland.

At this time, in a small river with turbulent water in the forest of towering ancient trees, a petite figure fluttered in it, and when his hands and feet were tired, he rested for a while and was washed away by the river for a distance, and then continued to flutter desperately.

Mu Lingdu's big eyes on his little face were already messy into an X-shape, and he looked like he wanted to cry without tears.

Mr. Anderson said that everyone will appear in a random place when they enter the secret realm, but why did they appear in the river?!

Whining......

Her contract space.

Xian Yu returned to the secret realm of his own accord before she entered the secret realm, and at this time he was lying on the back of a foal covered in flames, his expression languid, and his eyes watching her miserable appearance through the spatial barrier.

The Yanhuang unicorn snorted happily, and he couldn't help but chuckle, not to mention finding any phantom weapons, with the luck of this little girl, it would probably not be easy to be safe in this secret realm for three hours.

"Ha, I'm floating on the water!"

"I'm drifting, I'm drifting, I'm drifting, I'm drifting!"

With a coquettish cry, Mu Lingdu kicked on the driftwood flowing by him and climbed back to the shore with his feet, and then gasped like a dead fish on all fours on the grass.

Suddenly, the voice of Xian Yu gloating sounded in her head.

"Wow, speaking of the name salted fish, your current appearance is much more suitable than mine, transfer it to you at a low price or not, well, it's okay to be free~"

Mu Lingdu's little face immediately fell, and then he changed his face and said, "Little salted fish, you speak, Teacher Anderson said that the help of contract beasts is not allowed in the secret realm!" ”

Saying that, the little girl didn't wait for Xianyu's answer, instantly stood up straight, and walked towards the grove with a weak heart.

However, as soon as she took a step, her body immediately tripped over something, and she fell straight down.

Boom!

The little face slammed into something firmly, and the dull voice made the fairy feathers in the contract space tremble, and took a cool breath.

Hiss......

It sounds like it must have hurt a fall.

After seeing Mu Lingdu's posture of falling, he was a little relieved.

The little girl is still a little self-aware, knowing that she lowered her head and protected her chest with her face, otherwise the washboard on her chest that she hit this time would have to be recessed, which would be a little unacceptable to herself.

"Wow, it hurts, it hurts!"

Mu Lingdu sat up in an instant, didn't even look at what he bumped into, and kept rubbing his forehead in pain, but unfortunately there was still a small bag swollen on it.

Her little face hung two rows of small waterfalls, why was she so unlucky, wow, woo......

A minute later, the little girl performed a powerful self-soothing technique, and her mood was better.

As for Xianyu, let alone comforting her, it was not easy for me not to laugh out loud.

Mu Lingdu's gaze looked at the thing that had been hit by his head, and his big obsidian eyes showed a look of doubt.

For just in front of the grass where she was kneeling, a pitch-black iron pot stuck in the dirt and half of the bottom of the pot was exposed, and it was this thing that tripped over her.

Why is there a pot buried in the secret realm?

When the little girl was inexplicable, the fairy feather in the contract space was also holding back a smile, where did the pot come from in this place?

At this time, Mu Lingdu seemed to think of something and dug up the pot excitedly, and he didn't even care about the steaming small bag on his head.

In this regard, Immortal Feather instead had an ominous premonition.

Half an hour later.

The little girl dragged a frying pan in her hand, crossed her waist and laughed happily there.

"Whaha, really, this is really a first-order phantom weapon!"

"I'm so lucky, huhu!"

Immortal Yu sat on the back of the Yanhuang unicorn, and the corners of his mouth twitched like this......

Sure enough, damn it!

Anything is possible in this world, and a frying pan can be a valuable wraith weapon!

The alchemist who made this pan must be a part-time cook, right?!

Or is this pot still the frying pan of the legendary red wolf?!

"Little salted fish, I got a phantom weapon~"

Just when he vomited, Mu Lingdu naturally shared his joy with him for the first time, and after the faint spiritual energy in her body merged into the pan, the information about the pan immediately turned into a light curtain and appeared in front of a man and a wolf.

For the appearance of the light curtain, Immortal Feather is still acceptable, this is one of the characteristics of the phantom weapon.

But after seeing the name of the frying pan that first caught his eye, he still fell off the back of the yellow unicorn in despair, and he had nothing to love.