"Master, you're back, I've done my official entourage!" Back at the villa, the little goblindidi had already returned, and he was happily holding an electronic card to offer a treasure to Qin Lun, "However, it seems that you haven't replied to confirm in the apostle identity card." ”

Qin Lun took out his identity card suspiciously, and sure enough, he found that there was a message from the city hall in it, which was to confirm Didi's identity to him. After Qin Lun confirmed, he thought about it, then took Didi's green electronic identity card, and used his identity card to transfer 5 city points and 1000 broken crystals.

"In the next period of time, I will go to the training ground, and the living expenses will be paid by you!" Qin Lun threw the green card to Didi, pondered for a while and said, "I'll give you a task, go around the city every day, and inquire about the rumors!" ”

"Okay, master, do you have any other orders?" The little goblin blinked his eyes and said obediently.

"Pay attention to safety, call Ram, hire him directly with Broken Crystal, and let him follow you." Qin Lun was not very relieved and instructed, "If you can not reveal the identity of the apostle's retinue, it is better not to reveal it, just pretend to be a distant relative of Ram, anyway, the two of you are about the same size!" ”

"I'm a Lulu clan, he's a dwarf clan, and even his skin color is different!" Hearing the owner's irresponsible words, Didi couldn't cry or laugh a little, and secretly slandered himself in his heart.

However, the little guy thought about it, the Lulu clan was really a very weak race in the shattered starry sky. Not to mention the apostles, even most of the intelligent races don't know the Puru very well. Judging from the experience of the past two days, in their eyes, they really look like some distant relative of Ram.

Genetically mutated dwarf teenagers? The little goblin's self-deprecating face flashed with an unwilling gaze.

The next day, Qin Lun didn't wait for Didi to wake him up, and went out to the auction office early in the morning to retrieve the few equipment items he had traded yesterday from the storage office.

FN-500 is just like the pure silver on the projection, thick and sturdy feel, except for the 25mm barrel looks a bit anticlimactic, the overall shape is simple and elegant, it is a good gun.

Qin Lun shook off his spear with great interest, and in a flash of thought, FN-500 dissolved like a puddle of mercury, deformed and extended on the palm of his hand, and slowly combined into a sharp stabbing sword with silver light.

However, Qin Lun frowned, the speed of FN-500's transformation was too slow. Although there is a reason for his lack of concentration, this transformation speed is only afraid that he will not be able to adapt to the situation in battle.

The Apostle's battle lightning flint, this kind of transformation speed simply can't allow FN-500 to switch between two weapon forms at will during the battle, his original idea is a bit taken for granted. As a result, unless the weapon is modified to continue to inspire its silicon-based biointelligence, its usefulness will be further reduced.

Although the FN-500 was not too satisfying, the Shabak Ring filled in some respects. The ring is purple-red as a whole, and the ring is covered with a faint red glow, which can sense rich elemental fluctuations.

After bringing his fingers, Qin Lun felt warm all over his body, it should be that the fire element energy in the ring had formed a defensive flame enchantment around his body as introduced.

Coming out of the auction house, Qin Lun went to the training ground again, although he rented it for two weeks, there was only one fixed time period every day that belonged to him, and it was he who suffered losses if he was late.

The coach in charge of teaching firearms surprised Qin Lun a little that he turned out to be a dwarf. In fact, this is just Qin Lun's lack of common sense, in the shattered starry sky, the gun culture of the dwarf people is a very developed kind of intelligent civilization.

The civilization of the dwarf tribe belongs to the magic crystal civilization, and their use of the magic crystal has almost reached the peak of its peak. The 3D projection and other advanced technologies of the Demon Horn are different from the technological civilization of the Earth Federation, and the technology of the Demon Horn is all based on the magic crystal civilization of the dwarf race.

The gunsmiths of the Devil's Horn are basically gnomes. Qin Lun didn't use his firearm to master the scroll for the time being, he hoped to familiarize himself with all kinds of firearms through Coach Guò first. After figuring out the construction principles of various firearms, learning the correct shooting posture, and then using the skill scroll, he believes that this will allow him to better master this shooting skill.

Qin Lun's swordsmanship instructor was another intelligent race he had never seen before, the Rakshasa clan. The first time he saw this swordsmanship instructor of the Rakshasa clan, Qin Lun's eyes lit up and he was amazed.

This Rakshasa swordsmanship instructor is a sexy Rakshasa young woman, her sky-blue skin is smooth as satin, and her melon seed face has a pair of cold and ruthless red eyes. Years of swordsmanship practice have allowed her to maintain a well-proportioned figure, convex and backward, like a tender ~ juicy honey ~ peach.

It's a pity that after only a few cruel and ruthless hell-style swordsmanship training, Qin Lun changed his opinion of the Rakshasa Girl and quickly demonized her in his mind. Although he also took a few swordsmanship classes at the Ifrit Boguang Academy, compared to the swordsmanship training of the Rakshasa Girl, it was simply a master.

There is only one principle in the swordsmanship teaching of the Rakshasa Woman, which allows the apostolic law to exert the body's ability to restore fù to the limit. Under the stick comes the filial son, oh no, under the sword comes the disciple.

After Qin Lun finished the first class with her, he immediately used up the basic swordsmanship scroll. Otherwise, he doubted that his small body would be able to survive the next week.

Against this ruthless swordsmanship instructor, Qin Lun's self-confidence, which he originally thought had risen a little bit in strength, was completely extinguished again.

After repeated temptations, the Rakshasa finally impatiently told him that her swordsmanship strength could only be regarded as mid-level among the swordsmen. If it is divided according to the fighting profession of the apostle, it may also belong to the junior class swordsman.

This realization made Qin Lun's heart feel cold, although he hadn't opened the combat career system yet, he really didn't expect the swordsman's attack power to be so strong, which made him a little skeptical about whether he would continue to develop the career path of summoner and long-range attack.

In the next two weeks, Qin Lun lived a very fulfilling life. All three skill scrolls were used by him, and the firearm skill rose to the mastery level as he wished, and the immense power of the teleportation skill surprised the young man.

And the swordsmanship has also reached the primary mastery, and it has been able to support it under the Rakshasa for a while.

During this time, Qin Lun's residence appeared unusually peaceful. One master and one servant are all in-depth and simple, so as to avoid having anything to do with anyone. During this period, the rumors of the Devil's Horn were basically collected by Didi, allowing both of them to slowly deepen their understanding of the city.

As time passed, the moonlit elves quietly launched a counterattack against the other governing races. The streets of the city began to circulate the four chaotic faction management races, plotting to squeeze out the moon night elves, and uniting with the night elves to completely turn the demon horn into a chaotic city.

In the rumors that are getting louder and louder, the moonnight elves have made good use of the psychology of many high-level apostle teams, and have grasped the advantages of the moonnight elves as the only orderly and good camp in the demon horns, and they have put the other four major management races under the big hat of camp oppression.

Unwittingly, public opinion in the Devil's Horn shifted in favor of the Moonlit Night Elves. Qin Lun was also very happy about this news, after all, he was from the Moonlight Forest and had maintained a good relationship with Marfa and the others. The Moon Night Elves can retain their seats in the City Council, which may help him in the future.

In Qin Lun's second week of training, Adeline came over alone. The elven girl happily told him that after the moonlit night elves' counterattack unfolded, the gnomes began to change their neutral attitude. The two communities are negotiating to join forces again.

Qin Lun was not surprised by this news, there should be many shrewd old guys in the upper elders of the elf clan. The reason why they didn't notice the Night Elves' involvement in this matter before should be that they were in the middle of the game and were confused for a while.

If there was anything in this peaceful cultivation life that made Qin Lun feel unsatisfied. That is, after the resurrection of the big black bear BEN, he found that activating the Miser summoning spell made his life soul less by a full 50 points.

While Qin Lun was in a cold sweat, he suddenly remembered that at that time, in order to turn the golden summoning scroll into a fixed skill, he seemed to have taken a law fusion crystal on credit to the Shattered Starry Sky, and if he didn't pay, he would be deducted 50 points of longevity soul.

Perhaps because of the death of the big black bear BEN, the Mai Ze Summoning Technique was sealed in gray, and when it could not be used, the Shattered Star Sky did not perform the credit when it returned. After this intermediate summoning technique was reactivated, 50 Soul Points were deducted.

Fortunately, it was only the longevity soul that was deducted, not the upper limit of the longevity soul, otherwise, it is estimated that Qin Lun would not even be able to cry. However, in this way, Qin Lun himself only has 50 points of Soul Soul left, and the virtual currency on his body can no longer buy a large number of soul power crystals, so he can only bet on the next Otherworldly Mission.

If you don't complete the next Atlas mission, you'll die!

With a full sense of crisis, Qin Lun finally felt the rejection of the law of the shattered starry sky again half a month later.

This time, Qin Lun didn't delay any longer, and transferred the remaining city points to Didi. After resting for a whole day, he entered the teleportation hall of the Demon Horn full of energy.

The teleportation hall of the Devil's Horn is an oval-shaped honeycomb building with countless enclosed rooms inside. Around each closed room, there were dense protective circles.

These rooms have monitoring devices, but these monitoring devices are not external and internal. The apostles in the room could see what was outside, but the people outside could not see inside. Of course, in order to prevent the apostle from being seriously injured when he returned, there was an emergency call in the room.

Qin Lun paid 200 Broken Crystals, sorted out the storage space, and sat cross-legged in the center of the room, waiting for the door of time and space to open.

Soon, a small whirlwind rolled up in the room, and a black crack flashed above Qin Lun's head, like a vacuum cleaner, absorbing the young man like a leaf.