"I'm running out of time, so I'll go offline to write a plan first, and I'll see you tomorrow. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "The fat man disconnected after saying goodbye to everyone.

Nicholas looked at Bai Leng and Rong Zixin: "I learned a lot today, thank you for accepting me and taking me to do the task together, I will definitely live up to your trust." But now if you don't go down and eat something, you'll have low blood sugar, so you should rest early. ”

"You're welcome, bye."

The remaining two stared: "How long do you have left?" ”

"Less than three hours."

"Then let's go back to the forest, I guess we won't be able to finish the new task."

"Okay."

When I was walking, the discussion group moved again, and when I clicked on it, Bai Leng couldn't help but join the topic:

[Flame Ambition: Congratulations to our Red Silk children for successfully passing the assessment through their unremitting efforts and becoming a great arcane mage...... Apprentice. 】

[Flame Red Silk: / Shy]

[Flame Steel: / Applause, thighs begging for belts.] 】

[Flame Warriors: / Applaud, thighs begging for belts.] 】

[Matthivin: / Applause, thighs begging for belts.] 】

[Dragon Travels the World: I'll destroy a formation, and ask for it by the way. 】

[Flame Gangze: The formation has ruined you and you still want to hug your thighs? While going cool. 】

[Dragon in the world: The grass people are cheap for a while, please give the grass people a chance to mend their ways. 】

[Flame Red Silk: Don't be like this, everyone is a colleague, there will be more opportunities to do tasks together in the future, and please take care of your friends in the front row when you cast spells in battle. 】

[Bai Jing: / Raise your hand, brother, I want to ask you what hardships and dangers you went through to become an arcane mage, and do you need any special skills? 】

[Flame Red Silk: It's really a pit, I don't know if there are any other friends who have become arcane, where I am, the Arcanist Association's assessment of apprentices is divided into three parts. The first is the language barrier, and the tester took out a blackboard with a few tongue twisters written on it for me to read, and I was really convinced, because if a person can't speak clearly and pronounce the standard, then he still dies the heart of being a mage. The Dragon Strike and the Dragon Power are two arcane spells with very different effects, and their spells are only three syllables apart, and if they unleash the Dragon Power Technique on the enemy due to a mispronunciation in battle, the consequences can be imagined. 】

[Flame Red Silk: Then it's a test of spatial imagination, find a few irregular three-dimensional blocks and let you draw their three views or cross-sections, damn it, I'm good at high school math knowledge, as far as I know, there are the most people hanging on it. 】

[Dragon Travel: Wait, do you have to understand three-dimensional geometry to put a spell?] 】

[Flame Red Silk: The essence and standard of the spell release mechanism of the VR game is actually to forcibly explain the idealistic noun of spell casting with concrete theories and operations. The whole process seems to be done by shaping your magic into a specific form. Of course, I don't know what happened, after all, I had just passed the exam, and I hadn't even touched a spell book. 】

[Flame Steel: Unclear. 】

[The moon is long: The rookie dog preparing for World War II looks up to the great god and asks for guidance. 】

[Flame Warriors: No problem, no problem, do you need door-to-door service service? 】

[Flame Red Silk: I don't know upstairs, girl, don't make a mistake. 】

[Bai Jing: Teacher, let's get back to the topic, there are still hard-working and good students waiting for class. 】

[Flame Red Silk: Ahem...... Finally, there is a test of memory and patience, which asks you to look at a painting for 30 seconds, then says at least 5 details, and after answering it, it will ask you all kinds of messy and seemingly unrelated questions, and finally let you recall the content of the painting. 】

[Dragon Travel: I'll practice wielding knives honestly, everyone talk slowly. 】

[Bai Jing: Thank you jp'jmkopijp]

[Dragon Travels the World: Is it me garbled? 】

[Bai Jing: I'm sorry, I just didn't pay attention to hit the tree and knocked on the keyboard. 】

【Flame Red Silk: ......】

Bai Leng turned off the display screen, and complained to the people around him while undressing: "Why are you just now, I didn't see you participating in the discussion, and I didn't pull when I hit the tree." ”

"I'm watching," Rong Zixin slowly broke the water and moved forward: "I didn't pay attention at that time." ”

"Alas, I can't make it to dinner, I hope it's still time for supper." Bethlehem fell on his back in the cold stream, kicking his legs weakly.

After crossing the creek, the two of them returned to the rabbit hole not long ago, and the fire in front of the hole left only a puddle of black ash in its place.

Looking at the previously green and neat grass that was now full of messy footprints, Bai Leng bard his mouth: "I feel that I still underestimate the player's ability to move, and I have a bad premonition." ”

Rong Zixin shook his head and quickened the pace of progress.

The deeper you go, the clearer the neighing of the people belonging to the large army becomes. Bai Leng scolded secretly and ran after Rong Zixin.

"Oh my God!" A dozen or so people stood on a slope at a small angle, and they couldn't stop talking about an antelope hanging upside down from a small tree next to it, which was wrapped in a straw rope around its right hind hoof.

"I'm so lucky today, can I pick up an antelope everywhere?"

The little brother, who had a two-eight-minute head and wore a strange coat, reached out and touched the nose of the antelope in horror, and let out a long series of hearty laughs.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and get it down, this one can be exchanged for at least three iron swords, believe it or not."

"Sword, there's something here." A companion crouching by a pile of leaves beckoned to him.

"What's this? [Simple Pressure Trigger Trap] with a strength of 70 pounds. ”

Maker: Kord White...... What does it have to do with us who made the trap, it's fate to meet us, so it's good to happily accept it for this person. ”

"You can't be so rash, this must be a trap from some hunter in the town, just forget about yesterday's incident, there is a price to pay for not getting something for nothing." Uncle Hu leaned against a tree and calmly analyzed.

"Uncle, you think too much, what if you take it, you can't do fingerprint matching in the game, can he smell the smell on our body and come to the door?"

"What if someone learned tracking, or maybe he got a hound?"

"I agree with Uncle."

"Damn, play a game, are you afraid of this, I'll just give him a check to see if someone will come to check the water meter in the middle of the night."

Xiao Young began to climb the tree to untie the rope without saying a word, when a voice came from behind him:

"Shunfeng Express checks the water meter."

"Who are you, sitting here pretending to be a big-tailed wolf?"

"Come down, that's not your prey, if the thin arms and legs are flashing, it will cost a lot of medical expenses."

Bai Leng stepped forward and grabbed his coat and pulled it down, and the boy named Sword was irresistibly slammed to the ground.

"Nima's, I want ******!" Sword scrambled to his feet and was embarrassed to find the girl on the team pouting at him.

He pulled a knife from his belt, ignored Uncle Beard's warning, and stabbed straight at the hateful figure in front of him.

Bai Leng stared at the antelope in the tree, easily grabbed the young man's wrist with his left hand, and sent him on a small plane along the momentum.

A cry of pain sounded, and Uncle Hu Zi put down his hand that he didn't have time to stop: "Hello, may I ask if this is a trap you arranged?" Sorry we didn't mean ......"

"Let's go, if you change someone else, you can't talk as well as me." Bai Leng didn't pay attention to these people's intentions at all, but walked under the antelope and grabbed its slender neck up and down, and the crisp sound of bone cracking made the group of people around him swallow their saliva.

"Are you stupid, copying guys and beating up the fuck!" Sword stubbornly got up and pulled out his training stick: "Don't hit me with your ass, bastard, ahh......h

Rong Zixin popped out a whip leg and made him lie on the ground again, staring at the remaining people with a blank face.

Uncle Beard frowned and ran over to check on Ward's injuries: "We didn't take your things, don't you think it's a bit too much to be so heavy-handed?" ”

The girl was also anxious: "Why are you still standing still when he was beaten, go over and help!" ”

Rong Zixin never had a trace of pity for the enemy, that kick was really heavy, and Ward's health bar dropped by one-third, plus a [Severe Pain] debuff, and he lost his ability to move for 10 minutes. The rest of the team members were shocked by Sword's difficult posture of tossing straight in the air for three and a half weeks, coupled with Rong Zixin's domineering spirit in the state of facing the enemy, they listened to Sword's moan/moan without a sound, and slowly moved to Uncle Beard's side, you look at me, I look at you, no one dares to act rashly.

"Can you go and get it again?" Rong Zixin asked softly.

"No, it must be dealt with on the spot, otherwise the blood will be bruised in the flesh and it will not taste good." Bai Leng drew his iron sword and cut it around the antelope's neck.

Everyone watched Bai Leng in silence as he watched the skinning teaching, and a handsome little brother hesitated to speak:

"I think I've seen him somewhere."

"It's like it's spring, and I've just sprouted......" someone sings happily as he peels off his sheepskin.

"Come to think of it, you deceived the head of the regiment last night and led us in a circle for ten minutes!"

"Clams?" Bai Leng glanced up in surprise: "It turned out to be an acquaintance, but how can you say that, obviously I was wronged by you and escaped all the way, and it is really useless to find such a reason to forcibly explain if the mission is not completed." “

"I'm sorry, my friend's way of greeting is a little too welcoming, don't you mind. The guy didn't hurt anything, so he would be fine for a while, but we had to take this antelope away. ”

Sword gritted his teeth and gurgled his teeth: "I'm going to kill you......"

Rong Zixin narrowed his eyes and walked towards the other party with a step.

Uncle Beard carried a rusty firewood knife in front of Ward: "Isn't it enough?" He's been beaten like this by you. ”

Rong Zixin still responded with cold silence, holding the stick in his hand and his feet did not stop.

The cheeks of the team member closest to him twitched, and he couldn't stand the huge pressure and coercive aura from the other party's body that was about to burst out of his body, so he raised his stick with both hands and slashed straight down at the top of Rong Zixin's head.

"Don't ......" Before Uncle Hu Zi's shout could be spoken, the guy who attacked Rong Zixin was swept away.

"Damn!" At this point, it was useless to back down, Uncle Hu's steps sank slightly, and he slashed at Rong Zixin's right hand.

Rong Zixin's forearm was raised, and the stick hit Uncle Hu Zi's wrist with great precision.

The attack was defused, Uncle Hu did not hesitate to retreat quickly, and the handsome little brother who had long been hidden in the rear shot like lightning, and the tip of the stick pointed directly at Rong Zixin's heart.

This inevitable blow was dodged by a slight twist, and once again the firewood knife was opened, and the two dark sticks on the side of the waist were forced, Rong Zixin pinched the neck of the beautiful man and pressed him to the ground, forcing his face to meet Ward's eyes that finally began to fill with fear.

Bai Leng shook his bloody hand and walked to them leisurely: "Your mouth is really stinky, rinse your mouth well, otherwise you and your teammates will inevitably be educated to know?" ”

"You, you ......"

"Don't be nervous, this is reasoning with you, if you agree, you will nod, if you really want to express it in words, then straighten your tongue."

"You, you, you, you, you!!"

Rong Zixin sensed that something was wrong in an instant, kicked Bai Leng in the hip bone, and his body rolled to the side with the reaction force. Bai Leng made several back-jumps in succession and hid behind the nearest tree.

Leaving him immobilized, Sword tore at his vocal cords in vain, but he still couldn't stop a terrifying shadow in his pupils from widening.