After Li Zhi left, the god of dice worked overtime to sift through all the books in the library.

Then he schemingly deleted the first-level spell of the prophecy system: language proficiency.

Then he glanced at the manuscript of the color-resistant scroll that he was sitting under his buttocks.

Isn't it better to destroy this thing humanely?

Do you want to stop a constant demon Duncan dissociation technique and leave him a surprise?

Li Zhi's awakening seems to be an arcane master system? Why don't you put a Ferin Demon Aoi?

Li Zhi, who returned to the dungeon space, woke up lying on a desk, and his movements were similar to those of students who slept during class.

But it's not the school it used to be, it's one of the three buildings in the mountains.

Unexpectedly, these three buildings were originally a school, but they were later abandoned, and now it seems that there was also a period of time here.

There were still a few water stains on the table, like saliva from a deep sleep, but when he returned, the sudden awakening made him sit up straight.

A silver thread connects the corners of his mouth to the tabletop.

The extremely indecent image of "Evil ......" and the slimy feeling on half of his face made Li Zhi hurriedly wipe the corners of his mouth.

Then the back of the hand was full of water stains.

It seems to be even worse.

About a few minutes later, in the bathroom at the end of the hallway, a column of water flowed down from the faucet.

Then another minute passed, and Li Zhi shook off the remaining water on his face.

Cool.

It is a quiet day in this school, and you can smell the old breath when you take a breath, and there is a nostalgic feeling inexplicably, like a child who has been away from the village for many years and comes to the once familiar commissary after returning to the village.

Sitting back in the same position, a seat with brown and black desks and chairs connected to each other, here by the window, and outside the window was the pine tree, some of the branches and buds were very close to the window.

Outside is the era of all things fighting, but here the years are quiet.

And last night's multi-eyed people and all kinds of strange beasts were like a dream.

Thinking back from the past to the present, Li Zhi carved a spell mark on the table.

The spell casting process is actually a log in his own head.

The log then appeared on the table, glowing a pale blue, and the mark could be highlighted or hidden whenever he wanted.

It's just that no matter how much you light it, it can't become a light bulb.

With his current ability, he can press out a palm-sized mark at most.

This spell does not cost him arcane points.

Then he tried to summon again.

Looking for a magic pet, in terms of rules, is to decide the initial magic pet according to the character camp.

Normally, the summoned magic pets are not up to the summoner to decide, just like you can't draw a percentage of what you want by drawing a card, and you want to summon the Dumb Hair King but summon the Silly Hair in the Ten Colds.

Li Zhi felt that if he could, he would like to summon a dragon or something, and then play and cultivate, turn into a dragon knight, and take a toad oil flame bomb when he encounters an enemy...... It should be called Dragon's Breath here.

However, with the magic power on his body being drawn to his forehead, there was an unnatural twitch in his body, and in the aftermath of the spell, what appeared in front of Li Zhi was a ball of wool.

"Takri!" This amorphous creature twisted its body in Li Zhi's palm, wriggling at a speed of less than a millimeter per second, and the figurative cute eyes looked at Li Zhi, and shouted a crisp and faint cry in his body, "Takri!" ”

The corners of Li Zhi's mouth twitched and scratched the white ball twice, and then he was surprised to find that his fingers passed through its outer tentacles and grabbed directly inside.

At this time, if you want to describe the behavior of this white ball, there is a phrase in the broad and profound Chinese: beat the snake with the stick.

It suddenly stretched from a clumpy ball to the size of Li Zhi's palm, and then slowly wrapped it.

Inside, there was some warm fluff that wrapped Li Zhi's right hand, and outside, there was also a layer of white hair and big eyes in a pile of hair.

It became a pair of gloves.

However, Li Zhi, who had had intimate contact with its kind, was definitely not deceived by its appearance.

He put one hand on the glove.

No matter how cute it is, these hairs are all miniature tentacles! It's all Shogoth! They are all violent kings who can eat a person in the blink of an eye!

While warning himself, he was stroking wildly at the handful of hairy dumplings.

Obviously, this unusual Shogues has achieved no small success in its seduction of humans.

Li Zhi directly buried his face in it.

The smell of the beach by the sea in summer, the hair on his cheeks is like a breeze caressing, just like the spring breeze is warm and intoxicating.

After taking a big sip, Li Zhi felt like his meow dragon! The scaly creature still hasn't gotten its hands on it.

Looking at the two eyes on the gloves again, they are also half-squinted pleasantly.

"Takri~" In its irresistible charm, Li Zhi acknowledges its status as a demon pet, and discovers that this unusual Shogues, in addition to being an albino, is also a clear stream among the chaotic and evil creatures of the Cthulhu mythos since ancient times.

First of all, it is a chaotic and kind meditation.

In the memories shared between the two, Li Zhi learned that the little guy had been expelled.

The reason is that albinism is far from the dark green skin of Shogers, and since ancient times, the pride of the Shogers family, they have the most tentacles, and this glory has been lost by this newborn.

Its tentacles are covered in hair!

This point is not Xiugus!

This is more terrifying than anything the Hughes family knows.

It is seen as ominous and also as ......

"Shame! Leave the group! Li Zhi summed up the reasons for its expulsion.

However, this cultivator didn't seem to care much about what had happened before.

On the contrary, after being expelled, the days of eating fruit are more memorable.

This is only a vegetarian, and he likes to be a vegetarian very much, except for foodies, it seems that there is no other place with combat effectiveness.

Occasionally, it is fried to scare the birds that are competing with it for food.

…… So it's no wonder that it will be called a shame.

What's even more embarrassing is that almost a dozen years have passed, and the size of this Shogoth has not changed much.

One year it competed with a bird's young for food, and scared the bird away with its fried feathers.

Then one day the following year, when the cultivator was lying on the watermelon and nibbling on it, a shadow fell on its head.

Xiu: (. _。 ）？

When I looked up, I saw that the bird that I had scared away last year was now four or five times my size.

At that time, it abandoned the melon to save its life, turned into a puddle of water and drilled into the ground.

When I ran away, I could hear the sound of the bird pecking at the ground behind me.

It's a shame to have escaped death......

Now looking at the cultivation wrapped in his hand, full of flattery, Li Zhi moved his fingers and decided to adopt this miniature Xiugus with eyes full of "begging for support".

Hair is enough! Being able to masturbate is justice!