"It seems that Rembrandt's kid must have mentioned me to you," the shaman of the wasteland was not too surprised that his identity was revealed, and after smiling, his eyes fell on Leo's hands, his expression was stunned for a moment, and he asked suspiciously: "Why don't I wear the strange thing I made? If I don't lock the position of the road sign of the Silver Moon Tower outside, it is useless to be pulled to the different plane and put it on again." ”

Leo inquired for a moment and said, "Do I need permission from the Silvermoon Tower's side to locate the location of the road marker?"

"Absolutely. The Wasteland Shaman nodded, and also realized what Leo wanted to say, his expression became a little serious, and he said in a deep voice: "Are you suspicious of the ...... over there in the Silver Moon Tower?"

Leo didn't wait for the wasteland shaman to finish speaking, and then asked, "Did you make an agreement with him to borrow the road mark?"

The Wasteland Shaman shook his head.

"Then why did he help you?" asked Leo again.

The shaman of the wasteland defended, "Doesn't that help him too?"

Leo said with a cold expression: "How can it help the Silver Moon Tower's side? If the Dao Beacon is useful, he will need to face dozens of competitors who can also use the Dao Beacon to get out of trouble, if it is not useful, then he will also be trapped in it." As he spoke, he paused and added, "I never put my hope in other people, and some things, especially this kind of life and death matter, are better on my own." ”

The shaman of the wasteland wanted to say something, but after opening his mouth, he finally didn't say anything, but his face became a little ugly, and after thinking about it for a while, he also took off the stone bracelet on his wrist.

"Are you interested in the two of us working together?" the Wasteland Shaman suggested abruptly.

Leo found that although the strength of this shaman in the wasteland was very strong, perhaps he had been in the wild for too long, or perhaps his status was too high, and he was not very good at some people, otherwise he would not suddenly propose cooperation to Leo, a stranger.

Despite this, Leo was not disgusted with such people, so he nodded and said, "How to cooperate?"

"Uh!" Leo agreed so happily, a little unexpectedly by the wilderness shaman, so that he couldn't react a little, and was speechless for a while, then smiled awkwardly, and asked, "Hehe! I just said it casually, in fact, I don't know how to cooperate?"

Leo began to feel that it might be a bad decision to deal with the wasteland shaman in front of him, but after entering an unknown danger zone, having a powerful collaborator like the Wasteland Wizard could also greatly increase the chances of survival.

Thinking of this, Leo took a deep breath, suppressed the urge in his heart to turn around and leave, and then stretched out his hand and said calmly: "Let's start by introducing ourselves! After all, as collaborators, and perhaps the last collaborators, we must at least know each other's names." Hello, I'm Leo Dodd, an English minion. ”

The Wasteland Shaman also thought it was interesting for Leo to do this, shook Leo's hand, and said, "Hello, I'm the Wasteland Shaman of the Moisan Continent. ”

Leo sensed that the other party was not the kind of person to get along with, so he continued: "Since we are collaborators, you can call me Leo, and I will call you ......"

The shaman of the wasteland also took the initiative to ask: "You can just tell me to stomp on it." ”

Leo was not pretentious, nodded in response, then thought about it, and said: "You and I are working together for the first time, you don't know my ability, I don't know your ability, and I don't have time to practice cooperating with each other, so you and I can only be regarded as allies." Once we encounter something, you and I will stand on the same side and fight the enemy together no matter what, and in normal times, we will take care of each other, and if we find everything, we will communicate with each other, what do you think of this cooperation?"

"It's good, just work together. The shaman of the wasteland nodded in agreement, and then asked, "But when you encounter problems, who is the main one?"

Leo quickly replied, "It's very simple, whoever has a convincing reason will be the one who is the main one." ”

"Well, I'm fine!" Panic nodded, then he dug into his pocket, finally took out a leaf, handed it to Leo, and said, "You put this leaf away, if we are separated by accident, this leaf can help you find me, and it will also allow me to sense your location." ”

After Leo took the leaf, he showed a little doubt, because he didn't feel any psionic energy from the leaf, and even if he looked at it with his vision, the leaf looked no different from ordinary leaves.

Perhaps sensing Leo's doubts, he smiled and lightly touched the leaves in Leo's hand with his fingers that gathered psionic energy, only to see a circle of psionic waves spread out from the place where his fingers pointed, and under the stimulation of the psionic waves, the Turing root hidden in the leaf pattern emerged, and after the psionic waves disappeared, they disappeared invisibly.

"Is this a natural Turing root?" Leo could see that this Turing root and the surrounding leaf patterns were perfectly integrated, without any traces of artificial carving, and he also found that this Turing root was the most complex Turing root he had ever seen, and even the parabrain system could not decipher how many basic roots were contained in it.

"The Gamoree language is derived from this natural spirit pattern, which is a resonant pattern produced by the influence of the spirit of nature, and has the effect of influencing the power of nature. ”

Hearing this, Leo also tried to gather the psionic energy on his finger, and lightly tapped the leaves, and then the leaves were the same as before, showing the natural Turing root hidden under the leaf patterns.

It's just that Leo found that there was a difference between the natural Turing root that was stimulated by his psionic energy and the Turing root that was activated just now.

According to the record analysis of the paracerebral system, the Turing root he stimulated had at least 100 different basic roots, and these roots were mixed into the natural Turing root, which made the difficulty of cracking the natural Turing root surge at a geometric speed.

According to the estimation of the auxiliary brain system, if it is forcibly cracked by the calculation ability of the auxiliary brain, it may take tens of thousands of years to completely crack it in the end.

Leo doesn't think that the person who first discovered the mystery of this natural Turing root in the past could have far more computing power than the vicebrain, and since the other party can decompose the Turing root in his lifetime and find the basic root combination in it, then it means that there must be a shortcut to cracking it.

This shortcut is likely to be the combination of Turing roots, as long as the combination law is found, then the time required to crack it will be much less.

Leo felt that the Turing root on this leaf was very important to him at this moment, and if he could crack it, maybe his psionic strength could be greatly improved without increasing his basic physical fitness.

"What kind of leaf is this?" asked Leo with a puzzle in his heart.

"The leaves of the mother plant. When he mentioned the Mother of Plants, he looked very solemn, and it was clear that in his shamanic teachings, the Mother of Plants must be a very high-status nature spirit.

Leo put the leaf in the pocket of his trench coat, but after hesitating for a moment, he took it out again and put it in his shirt for a close collection.

Leo was very satisfied with Leo's careful storage of the leaves, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Let's go! I think there must have been quite a few people gathered in the house. Leo straightened his clothes and turned to look at the strange spire-like building not far away, and through the broken window he could see the figure swaying in the firelight.

The two quickened their pace, and soon came to the odd building.

I don't know if the person who built this minaret villa took into account that the building would be uninhabited for a long time, and no one would repair it, so the main structure of the building rarely used decaying wood except for a few parts such as doors and windows, and used some marble stone strips specially selected from the quarry.

Although the stone bars are covered with traces of wind and rain erosion due to some external reasons, the main structure is still strong, and at least for a few hundred years, the building can still stand here if it has not been forcibly destroyed by external forces.

If you stand outside the house, you just feel that the shape of the room is strange, but when you enter the house, you can feel as if you have entered an ice cave, and even the breath you exhale turns into a cold frost mist.

Just like the doors and windows of the villa, all the wood inside the house, from the stairs to the floor and ceiling, is rotten, and in many places there is even a large hole that can be seen directly through the collapsed cave.

After Leo and Frightened stepped into the room, they both turned on their visions, and although their visions were fundamentally different, the effects they achieved were similar.

In their vision, all the decaying houses they saw were intact, just as they saw a garden full of flowers and weeds outside, as if an unchanged Nine Golden Oak Street and a changed Nine Golden Oak Street overlapped.

"That wasn't the case a few days ago. "Frightened Trample had been here a few days ago to check on the situation, but he hadn't encountered anything unusual at the time, and he hadn't seen this scene in the vision.

"The moon. Leo said, pointing to the silver-blue moonlight swaying down the door.

The ancient poet Mussel once used the passage to the Land of the Holy Spirit to describe the moonlight, perhaps because he inadvertently entered an unknown alien plane through the moonlight. At that moment, a man dressed in a gentleman's dress came out of the side hall where the flames came out, saluted Leo and Frightened, and said, "Presumably you are here for the secret of Nine Golden Oak Street!

Leo felt a little strange when he saw a person inviting him like the owner of this villa, and the frightened trampling next to him also frowned, as if he was a little disgusted by the person in front of him.

However, neither of them said anything, but under the guidance of the man, they walked through a small aisle to the side hall where the fireplace and oil lamp had been lit.

As he walked down the aisle, Leo paused and looked at a broken frame, which was a portrait of the last owner of the house, even though it appeared to be completely rotten, but in the sight of the vision, the frame and the paintings inside were still intact, and the painting was a family portrait of the last owner of the house.

What really caught Leo's attention was an incomplete architectural drawing as the background of the family portrait, in which he saw the shadow of the three-dimensional word root.

It's a pity that the figure of the family portrait obscures most of the building structure drawings, so that Leo has no way to see the full picture of the building structure drawings.

Panic Trample was also aware of Leo's abnormal behavior, but he didn't know Gamorey's language, second, his attention was all drawn on those people, and third, there was no parabrain system to help him instantly remember all the pictures, and put them on the retina after tidying up, so he didn't act as surprised as Leo.

At this moment, in the side hall, nearly forty people have gathered, although so many people have gathered here, but the room seems very quiet, everyone is doing their own thing, there is no desire to talk, which also makes the atmosphere in the room very tense.

Leo looked at the people in the room through his psychic vision, and saw that everyone here had a spiritual aura entwined around their bodies, and their strength was different. The strongest of them should be similar to Vaskey's psionic strength, while the weakest is about the same as Leo, who has just activated psionic energy.

Although the strength of psionic energy cannot represent the overall combat power of each person, in a place like No. 9 Golden Oak Street, people who do not know the occult in detail and are not strong in psionic ability are probably the first to be eliminated, so among these people, no less than ten people have been sentenced to death in Leo's mind.

As Leo entered, the others looked at Leo and Stampede. Obviously, compared to Leo, who is unknown in the dark world, the fame of this wasteland shaman in the dark world is much greater, and many people recognize him, their faces can't help but show surprise, and their hands naturally touch the stone bracelet on their wrists.

Perhaps it was because of the behavior of the stone bracelet that made the frightened trotters feel a little embarrassed, he walked to the center of the room under the gaze of everyone, and reminded loudly: "Everyone, if someone gets the Dao Biao bracelet I made, please don't expect too much from it, because I found that there are huge defects in the bracelet, and it is likely to be misled by some people, so it is better not to use it, or not to use it." ”

Hearing the frightened words, everyone present couldn't help but be stunned, and their eyes looked back and forth on the frightened body and wrist bracelet.

Some of them were of average strength, their faces turned extremely pale, and their eyes were full of panic. They had apparently put their hopes on the bracelet, which is why they made the bold decision to venture to 9 Golden Oak Street, and now the bracelet makers say that the bracelet is useless, which makes their confidence fall to the bottom.

This part of the people did not dare to question the shaman of the wasteland, so they could only consider themselves unlucky, and got up one after another, and walked quickly towards the outside of the house, lest they continue to stay here and be affected.

As for the rest of the people, they were only slightly disappointed, it didn't matter to them whether the bracelet worked or not, and even if they didn't have the bracelet, they would still be here, so they just took the bracelet off and put it aside, and continued to wait quietly for the change at 9 Golden Oak Street.