Du Ang was practicing driving, and suddenly saw a system prompt, saying that someone was looking for him outside. Du Ang thought that this broken helmet was really awesome, and it still had this effect, so he hurriedly took off the helmet and retreated from the trial illusion.

"Young master, young master, are you up?" There was a knock on the door outside, and Lilia's voice was heard.

"Get up, wait!" Duang went over to open the door, looked at the bright sunlight outside the window, and thought to himself, why is it all dawning? Did I spend the night in this Trials Fantasy? Say, why am I not sleepy at all?

Lilia was wearing a dress, pale pink, and a few very kawaii little white checkereds on it, usually all the servants in the Earl's Court of McNus were uniformly black, dull to the point of depression, and now she came out and ran to the Ruhr Farm, and the emperor was far away, so Duon made the decision to issue Lilia a set of pink maid clothes, and let her change into them on the same day-hey, this looks more tempting!

"Young Master, this is your breakfast!"

Lilia held a tray of bread, soup, and a few fresh fruits. Duang tossed and turned in the trial illusion for a night, and the night before because of the sentimental Justin departure, he didn't eat seriously, he was already hungry, and when he saw that there was not much nonsense to eat, he directly brought over a meal. He was eating, and Lilia stood by and waited, and when Duang finished eating, Lilia took out a small bag and handed it to Duang, saying that this was what Justin had asked her to pass to Duang when he was leaving.

Lilia went out with the empty tray, and Duon closed the door and sat on the bed to open the pouch to look. There was a lot of stuff in it, there was a storage ring, a pack of itchy powder, a bag of black powder made by a special process, a sheepskin scroll with words written on it, a piece that seemed to be a crystal ball fragment or something, and two small bottles containing a strange color of powder, no explanation, and I don't know what it was for......

"This fat man is so generous, he said......" Du Ang was a little sad again, he put the space storage ring on his finger, itchy powder and black powder in his pocket, what was written on the sheepskin scroll? When Duang looked at it, he realized that there were actually three magic spells on it.

Low-level magic: Facial paralysis (1 level or higher)

Intermediate Magic: Hemiplegia (Available for level 10 and above)

Advanced Magic: Vegetative (Available for level 20 and above)

"......" Du Ang was completely speechless, what kind of dog name is this?

However, looking at the detailed descriptions of these magics, Duon already knew that Justin had turned himself into a random puppet when he first arrived, and he used this high-level magic vegetative technique.

Let you say what you say, you have to go wherever you go, let you slap yourself, you know that it hurts, you have to die...... Damn, miraculous!

Now Duang can only learn the lowest level of facial paralysis, which can make the opponent stiffen for a short time, and during this time, he is unable to chant magic spells due to his crooked mouth and eyes. Like all low-level magic, the spell of facial paralysis is only a short sentence, and Duon quickly memorized it, but unfortunately no one around him can use it for an experiment or something.

He was counting things up when there was a knock on the door outside.

Du Ang hurriedly put these things away and shouted, "Who?" ”

The one outside is singing, "It's me! ”

"Dog Barbaroa, the door is not locked, come in by yourself!" As soon as he heard the singing, Duon knew it was him.

Barbaroa had already made the first red wine-flavored cigarette and had come to give Duon a sample to taste. Duang was very satisfied with Barbaroa's attitude, and didn't say much, just nodded and took a puff.

"Very good taste." Duon exclaimed.

He has just turned fourteen years old this year, although he is an adult at the age of fourteen in the Bauhinia Empire, but in fact he is still a child who has not grown all his hair, it stands to reason that smoking is not good at this age, but Du Ang doesn't care, as the so-called Hades said Little Devil, comfortable for a while. Besides, won't you be able to return to Earth after completing 500 missions? Why are you worried so much?

"Boss, can you look at the size of this cigarette?" Barbaroa sang respectfully.

"It's okay to be a size, just get it, Barbaroa, work hard, and I'll give you a raise." Duang patted his chest and made a wish.

Seeing off Barbaroa, Duon had nothing to do, looking at the sun hanging high in the sky outside, and thinking to himself, how come I am not sleepy at all?

Is it possible to enter the trial illusion without sleeping? Can you? Can't you?

Well, don't dwell on that.

Anyway, there was nothing to do now, so Duon put on his helmet and entered the trial illusion again.

There is no experience in completing the task given by Lena, and now Du Ang's level in the trial illusion is still level 2 0% experience, and more and more people have been promoted to level 2 and walked out of the novice village, Du Ang thought that he should also hurry up and raise his level.

He is still thinking about task 4 in his heart, after all, the requirement to complete 500 tasks only counts in reality, and has nothing to do with the tasks in the trial illusion, it is okay to indulge, but you can't delay the business in the real world, otherwise how can you return to the earth in the future?

Task 4 requires Duang to defeat Laura at least level 3, which translates to level 15 in the Trial Illusion, and there are less than ten days left to calculate the time for the ring competition, and Duang deeply feels that time is pressing. Urgent...... Isn't this forcing me to explode into a small universe?

According to the process in the Trial Illusion, after leaving the novice village, you should go to the woods to kill the deer, one after another, and you can kill them all the way to level 5. For ordinary people, this is the only way, but who is Duang? What he is holding in his hand is not a paper paper, but a strategy, a strategy for this trial illusion, with this thing in hand, it would be too stupid to kill the deer one by one step by step.

Duon was ready to kill something high-level.

Like what...... Bison!

Duon got on his bicycle and galloped (really fast, much faster than running on two legs) to a place called Gravel Beach.

The system uses a particularly eye-catching crimson font when marking this place name, indicating that this place is a very dangerous area for Du Ang's current level, according to the introduction of the guide, the monsters here are all about level 10......

There is a high cliff on one side here, and a large lake on the other side, the middle is relatively flat, but there are many gravel on the ground, and there are many bison living here, all of which are the kind with huge bronze bells, and the appearance is very vicious, and you can tell that it is not easy to mess with at a glance.

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