Although there were only a few monotonous bagged foods and canned food in the pot, this meal was still very enjoyable. Zheng Xiaowen and Zheng Xiaoyu sisters needless to say, they ate until their bellies were round, and they dragged over a piece of beer to pull Zhuang Yichen to fight.

Zhuang Yichen drank two cans with them and didn't continue, but added a piece of solid alcohol to the bottom of the alcohol pot, and then took out two bags of instant noodles and cooked them.

Transpiration fills the small room, and the sunlight outside the window is scorching, so the temperature in the room is also very high. The two sisters were just wearing small white short-sleeved clothes, and the spring was shining between leaning over and falling, which really made Zhuang Yichen feel addicted.

Of course, this situation is mostly appreciated in Zhuang Yichen's heart. In just two days, he and the two sisters have fought together, suffered hardships, and misunderstood. At this moment, in such an environment, they are holding the same case and drinking together, but it makes the three of them have an inexplicable cordiality between them, that is, they are as close as family.

The two sisters are lonely and dependent on each other, struggling strongly in the last days, Zhuang Yichen can think of how many hardships there will be without asking. Zhuang Yichen took a few mouthfuls of the freshly cooked instant noodles in the bowl, and fished some for the Zheng Xiaowen sisters.

Zheng Xiaoyu opened a can of beer and raised it towards Zhuang Yichen and gestured.

Zhuang Yichen smiled lightly, and then also picked up the wine in front of him and took a big sip. No matter what the future holds, I hope that time will be kind to you, he said in his heart.

Later, the sisters probably didn't have to think about the pressure of survival, and completely indulged it. drank and vomited, and drank again after spitting, and Xuehua Chunsheng also changed to Red Star Erguotou. I tossed and turned like this for hours before I fell asleep. By the time Zhuang Yichen threw them on the bed to settle down and finished packing up their things, the sun was already setting.

Zhuang Yichen didn't drink much, so his mind was still quite clear. With the golden sunset like fire in the sky, he opened the booklet that Yue Bin had given him before and read it carefully.

The quality of the booklet printing was terrible, and the paper was a mixed bag. It can be seen that the various materials in the Shuguang camp are far from sufficient. The first few pages of the booklet contain a basic introduction to the Evolver, the principles of how magical elements are used.

The accompanying meditation and induction method is just some precautions such as meditation and concentration, and there is nothing substantial. This is also normal, due to the different talents of each person, the way and type of magical elements are perceived differently. Evolved people who have awakened can naturally sense and refine the magic elements between heaven and earth, which does not require any method, just like eating and drinking. As for the true meditation method that can increase the efficiency of this process and temper spiritual power, it is impossible to research it so quickly.

What really interested Zhuang Yichen was the formation of the two magic cores, a fireball technique and an ice archery technique. These two are the lowest level of magic, and from Zhuang Yichen's point of view, these two magic core formations are quite superficial, and they are naturally far inferior to the magic civilization that has developed in the Eternal Continent for tens of thousands of years. But this is only the beginning, Zhuang Yichen believes that with such a beginning, with the wisdom of the people who have already been civilized on the earth, it may not be impossible to catch up in a short time.

Closing the booklet, Zhuang Yichen secretly said in his heart, I should also do something. He pulled out a notebook and a pen in the small hotel. Then he thought back to the magical core formations that had been passed down to him in the Tower of the Dead, ready to sketch them on paper. The low-level magic formations that have been developed on these eternal continents for tens of thousands of years and have been systematically recorded are the most priceless wealth for the current human race.

If the military can obtain such valuable reference materials, it will avoid countless detours in research, and countless geniuses and powerhouses will emerge among mankind. Whether it is public or private, Zhuang Yichen feels that he has no need to hide his clumsiness.

He picked up the pen, took one last look at the book, and began to write it down on paper.

Well? What's going on? Zhuang Yichen's pen paused on the paper for a long time, but he couldn't write anything. Every time I put pen to paper, I feel that my brain is blank, and I forget all the things that I remember very clearly. He muttered to himself in confusion, and then tried a few more times.

But no matter how much he tried, the end result was the same, he could already memorize the content of the inheritance in his mind, but once he had the idea to write it, his brain seemed to immediately forget all the content as if he were not listening to the command. Not only that, even if Zhuang Yichen wants to retell the content of the inheritance, he will forget all the words that come to his mouth.

After repeating this several times, Zhuang Yichen also understood. This should be a kind of protection for the inheritance of the Tower of the Dead, he sighed, regretfully threw down the pen in his hand and smiled bitterly,

Originally, I thought that this time I could make an immortal contribution to all mankind, but it turned out that I thought too much.

Night soon came, and there was no word for the night. Zhuang Yichen got up late the next day, and when he got up slowly and walked downstairs, the Zheng Xiaowen sisters had already packed up and waited downstairs. Zhuang Yichen greeted them, and then handed Zheng Xiaowen a pocket. It contained the magic crystals that Yue Bin gave yesterday, and Zhuang Yichen took out a hundred of them and gave them them.

"I'm leaving, ready to go to Camp Dawn. What about you? ”

Zheng Xiaowen took the hundred magic crystals and thanked her softly. She really needed these things, so she didn't have a relationship with Zhuang.

"Naturally, we will continue to mingle in the south of the city, and Xiaoyu is about to break through the second order. In this way, we don't have to be afraid of the scum surnamed Yue anymore. ”

"Yes, my sister is right. Camp Dawn doesn't have to be paradise, either. It's better that we can live comfortably here, and we still have a lot of room for improvement here. ”

"Okay." Zhuang Yichen lowered his head and lifted the bag in his hand, and then said: "Then, don't leave it at that, there will be a period later." ”

"Well, you take care, we won't send it."

Neither side is a hypocritical person, so a farewell is completed simply and chicly. Everyone has their own way to go, and it is the best ending to meet in Pingshui and cherish each other.

Leaving Nancheng, Zhuang Yichen headed towards the Dawn Camp. However, at this time, it was not the same road that broke through before, there were too many monsters gathered there, and after the incident of the lava beast, Zhuang Yichen was still very confident in his strength, but he was also cautious.