Chapter 70: The Enemy of the Bar

The orange-red sun gradually sank into the sea, the light gradually disappeared, and the blue sea seemed to really swallow everything, the sun, the moon, the stars, the clouds...... Everything seems to be slowly swallowed up by the sea as the sky turns, and then spit out from the other side of the ocean.

It seems that light cannot spread in this ocean, darkness and disorder breed in it, and the only people who can survive in it are terrible sea monsters and terrifying beasts!

At this moment, in this lightless ocean, at a depth of many meters above the sea, a huge ruined ship covered with aquatic weeds and all kinds of dirt slowly swept through the darkness......

Tons of seawater are cut open and then flow over its surface, yet silently......

A huge vertical pupil opens in the dark!

A cold blue light was released from his cold eyes, illuminating the ant-like giant ship in front of him clearly.

Like a lonely boat under the moon, the giant ship seemed so small and thin at this moment.

The temperature around the hull began to drop rapidly, the already cold sea became even colder, and patches of white frost magically appeared on the hull covered with seaweed.

The soft algae drifting with the currents slowly stiffened, then completely froze into ice picks, and the hull was soon covered with white frost.

The giant ship is like an ancient ship that has just rushed out of the Arctic iceberg, covered with ice chips, like a cold corpse, lying quietly in the sea, slowly advancing with the current.

The huge pupils stared at the giant wheel, and slowly moved with the giant wheel, until the giant wheel slowly crossed the boundary of its line of sight, and then slowly closed it unwillingly.

The dark ocean was as silent as ever.

The ship was drifting in the sea as always, and after leaving the area, the frost on the ship began to fall off, and the green water and grass gradually returned to softness, and everything seemed to be back to its original state.

In the huge hull, in the dead silence and darkness of the captain's room, a magnetic male voice suddenly sounded accompanied by a somewhat melancholy and low rhythm.

Love me tender,love me sweet;

Never let me go.

You have made my life complete.

……

For my darling, I love you.

And I always will.

Love me tenderly, love me sweetly;

Don't let me go.

Make my life perfect.

……

Because I love you, my dear;

I will always love you.

This is Elvis Presley's "Love Me Tender", a song that describes love incomparably sweet, coupled with Elvis Presley's soulful and magnetic voice, the time in the cabin seems to have returned to the twentieth century in this moment, clear skies, sweet flowers, rose-red roofs, and white smoke wafting from the chimneys...... The distant memories turned into burnt yellow film, and the sweet smile of the past once again floated from the deep ocean of memory, and slowly shattered in the deep echo.

I don't know how long it took, when the soulful song sounded for the second time, a pair of eyes slowly opened from the darkness.

There seemed to be a flash of lightning in the void, and the darkness became fragmented in an instant, and then quickly reassembled.

The fleeting glimmer only illuminated the cold and hard lines of the pair of eyebrows carved out like an axe, and then disappeared without a trace.

A beer bottle cap was bounced into the air.

"Long time no see, Gabil!" A beam of light shot out from the lid of the beer floating in the air, and the 3D image of Yorkmond gradually became visible.

"If you're willing to take the 'call' a little earlier, I might consider giving you a 20% discount or something!" The work in Brother Hei's hands seems to be never finished, even in the middle of the call, he keeps wiping it with his head down and holding a wine bottle.

Zizizi......

A jumble of electricity lit up in the darkness, illuminating the figure in an old leather jacket, whose muscles were bulging and bulging.

Whew-

The electric light disappeared, and a string of white smoke sprayed onto Yorkmon's 3D image, and Yorkmon's body suddenly became "full".

The sound of monsters swallowing clouds could be heard in the air.

"You know, bartender, I'm always with you, and I only order plain water." A magnetic voice came from the darkness, and the thick northern American accent spoke slowly and deeply, so that people could tell that this was a man with a very good story.

The smile on Yorkmon's face stiffened suddenly.

That's him! The natural enemy of this bar, the cancer of the amusement park, and the biggest boss of the boiled water organization!

With countless lottery tickets, I never order boiled water when I come to the bar! Add water and change the cup of slut!

Even such shameless words can be said so justifiably!

Drink only plain water?

Oh haha! That sounds like a great thing!

Hell, why don't you eat!

After chopping up the man in front of him for the 10,000th time in his heart and feeding it to the dog, Yorkmond finally calmed down and quickly passed on the content of the meeting the day before yesterday.

The smoke drifted slowly in the white light, and there was a slow silence in the cabin after Yorkmon spoke at great speed.

"Yes." After a long time, the man's deep response came from the darkness, "Since you are in this area, it is not bad to go and have a look!" ”

After getting his affirmation, Yorkmond was obviously relieved, and quickly disconnected without even saying hello, he was afraid that if he continued to talk to this guy, he would suffer from myocardial infarction, schizophrenia and other diseases first.

The light vanished, and the beer lid lost its power to levitate in the air, falling to the plank, and rolling into a corner with a few bounces.

Darkness quickly took over the place, and in the silence, only a red dot floated in the air, and the occasional white smoke drifted by, flickering and dimming......

In the cold, dull trench, the old giant ship turned at an angle and continued to slide slowly......

……

Walking out of the door of the circle of truth, Mu Yan's face showed a look of regret slightly.

There are many things in the circle of truth, spells, alchemy materials, spellcasting materials, medicinal materials...... Almost as long as a mage needs the type can be found in it.

But nothing has happened to him for what he wants.

What does Mu Yan want?

That's certainly a great way to boost your mana!

At this stage, the strength he has cultivated in the Harry Potter world is limited to a very low level by the weak magic power.

It made him very uncomfortable.

Sora has strong spiritual power, but he doesn't have enough magic power, and he is now completely opposite to the wizards born in the Harry Potter world.

Others are all magically inflated and their mental power is weak, but their own spiritual power is strong and their magic power is weak.

This is also a bit of a disadvantage of possession - many things that are embodied in the physical body cannot be mapped to the original body!

This made Mu Yan very puzzled: it was just a matter of transforming a body, he believed that this kind of thing was definitely a simple thing for an amusement park, but why was it unwilling to exert a little favor after the soul piercing, and synchronize the physical bodies of the visitors?

What is it that makes it so biased against the flesh!

If you want to say that the amusement park is a rigid machine that can only do things at a glance, Mu Yan will definitely be the first to stand up against it!

Although he has only experienced two worlds, the way the amusement park charges and the unscrupulous style are deeply imprinted in his heart.

If Mu Yan had to describe an image of the amusement park, it could be a vampire, a black-hearted boss or a miser, of course, the combination of the three may be more appropriate, but it can't be a rigid machine anyway.

He has also thought about this question during this time.

Since an amusement park is not a rigid machine, everything it does is bound to be meaningless.

There is probably a special reason why amusement parks take such special care of the physical body!

This is also one of the reasons why Mu Yan has not given up on physical training until now.

I don't know what the particular reason is, but it's always good to prepare early.

He pondered the question in his head and walked slowly forward.

Now the weak magic in his body has caused a lot of problems, the most obvious of which is experimentation.

Because most of his knowledge comes from the Harry Potter world, which is a world where most of his knowledge is based on a huge amount of magic, many of the experiments he wanted to carry out had to be halted temporarily.

This is definitely bad news for Mu Yan.

What does it mean in a place where there is no source of knowledge and no way to do experiments on your own?

This means that during the period when his magic power has not improved, it will be difficult for his original strength to improve in a short period of time!

The huge advantage he achieved in the world of Harry Potter was directly cut in half!

Boosting your mana is a priority right now!

With this thought in mind, Mu Yan took a little time out of his busy schedule to come to the Circle of Truth to find a solution.

But unfortunately, Mu Yan didn't find what he was looking for here.

While it is true that there is an area in the Circle of Truth where quests are issued for wizards, due to restrictions in the amusement park that restrict the exchange of knowledge between wizards, most of the quest area is for trade requests for special materials.

Occasionally, if there is a little question about knowledge, I only dare to ask some questions in the direction, and I don't even dare to describe more specific things, and the person who answers is also to the point, and only gives a vague direction and does not say more.

After all, giving others a direction, others can figure it out, it is also someone else's ability, it is completely his own knowledge, how can it be regarded as what you imparted?

Although Mu Yan also wanted to throw out his problem in the mission release, he whistled and left after checking the price.

Joke! The minimum requirement to post a mission is 100 tickets!

Money, money, money...... Ah, no, it should be, redeem tickets, redeem lottery tickets......

Mu Yan's mind is full of this thing now, he suddenly feels that the saying that money can make ghosts push and grind is really good, and now if anyone is willing to fund him to redeem a lottery ticket, he is also willing to push and grind!

Back in the villa area, since it was already late at night, and it would be twelve o'clock in the near future, Mu Yan decided to meditate for a while to relieve his mood before speaking, this afternoon, he can be said to have found nothing!

Time passed little by little, due to the ascension of the soul, the quality of Mu Yan's meditation has become higher and higher, and the height that Harry Potter only reached in two years, at the current rate, he estimates that he can reach it in one year.

But this is still too slow for Mu Yan!

If only there was a way to directly increase mana without side effects!

Mu Yan thought like this, not noticing that the time in the amusement park had reached twelve o'clock.

A burning sensation suddenly came from his left arm!

The meditation was interrupted, Mu Yan was startled, and hurriedly probed his consciousness into the imprint space in his arm.