"If it was in China, he would definitely keep us for dinner. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Zhao Mai held a fried chicken with mashed potatoes and apple sauce as he walked. Reserve grain kept arching Zhao Mai with his head, making a hmm-huh sound. "Why, you want me to buy you a hot dog? But aren't you a dog yourself?"

"Wang, Wang!" the reserve grain called twice, blocking Zhao Mai's way.

"I know you're smart, and there must have been a purpose in bringing me out with a teleportation, but definitely not for hot dogs or sausages. If there's anything you want to say, I'm here to hear you. ”

Reserve Grain raised his nose and sniffed the mashed potatoes, stuck out his tongue, and looked at Zhao Mai with his eyes. Then it snorted, shaking its whole body, and its hair stood on end, constantly radiating the force of nature.

"Well, it's a familiar feeling...... No, isn't this my natural Force trait, how did you imitate it?" Zhao Mai squatted down, stroked the fur of the reserve grain with his hand, and felt this natural force that belonged to him from the palm of his hand. Reserve grain took advantage of the situation to put his head on Zhao Mai's shoulder, and he liked to lie there when he was very young.

The first crossing passenger Zhao Mai met gave him the initial strength, allowing him to recover and learn more quickly, and to deal better with his surroundings. This power started Zhao Mai's magical journey, and also made Reserve Grain his animal companion. It was shared by a man and a dog, and before Zhao Mai became enlightened, before he had the Natural Force, this trait had already connected the two people.

Reserve Grain has its own natural force, and each creature has its own unique natural force characteristics, even between twins. It's an innate identification system, and magic is all about using it to identify targets. When the reserve grain is transmitted, it completely relies on the energy stored in its own body, which gives its teleportation ability similar to Zhao Mai's identity characteristics.

Zhao Mai slowly understood the meaning of grain reserves. When a wizard swings his wand, he always summons energy from the outside world. Zhao Mai was temporarily unable to integrate this energy into his natural force and psychic ability system, so it would be confrontational and depletion. Wizards encounter this confrontation when they cast illusions, which is why they need "purpose, determination, and calmness" to cast spells successfully. Zhao Mai's own strength is too strong, and these three alone are not enough to ensure success.

"In other words, when I can't fully embrace the spell system, it's best to provide the elemental power required by the spell from myself? How can this be done?" Zhao Mai looked at the reserve food, the dog licked the back of his hand, and then blew his hair again, releasing the natural force.

"What does this mean, I want elemental power, not the natural force......" Zhao Mai handed over the food in his hand to the reserve grain, sat down on the ground and began to think. The street lamps slowly lit up, casting a dim light that shrouded him with the faint moonlight.

After eating the contents of the carton, he put the square box in front of Zhao Mai with his nose, and brought a small stone and pressed it in the middle to prevent it from being blown away by the wind. Then he obediently lay down, his chin pressed to the ground and raised his eyes to look at the passers-by.

"What a cute dog, didn't your master give you food?" a kind Samaritan stopped and divided some of the bread in his hand and put it in the cardboard box. I ate the reserve grain in two bites, and smiled and thanked the well-wishers.

"It's a pity that your master is stupid and didn't react at all. "One after another, people threw down something, mostly food, and a small part of coins. Zhao Mai didn't notice this, and of course he wasn't completely defenseless, and the barrier of his psychic ability was always open.

His intellect is somewhat lacking. He can also be distracted by two or even three uses on simple questions, but as the spells he is exposed to become more and more sophisticated, he often falls into this total contemplation. The Elemental and Natural Force are two interrelated systems, and in most cases they are mutually exclusive, such as not being able to use spells in places where the Natural Force is particularly strong.

The Witch King of Atas was able to cast spells with the Natural Force, mostly through powerful psychic abilities and a thin Natural Force environment, but it was a metamorphosis between the Natural Force and the arcane. Spells, like arcane, use elemental power, and there should be something to learn from. After all, elemental power also comes from the surrounding environment, and the environment is a part of nature.

Zhao Mai moved. With a wave of his hand, he muttered words in his mouth, casting the Natural Force little by little and using the spell to find a state of the Force that could be used directly. Passers-by could not understand the language of the spell he spoke, but when his brain was broken or sick, more alms were given to him, and the bottom of the cardboard box was slowly covered. Feeling that Zhao Mai was beginning to release energy, Reserve Grain lay down in front of him, separating him from pedestrians.

Zhao Mai selflessly controlled his own power, and gradually discovered that the four elements required for the spell had their own special patterns, which could all be found in the natural force. Constant enchantments are different for the elements needed, and when an element is extracted, it causes a change in the balance of the elements, and an imbalance creates resistance, which is more pronounced in the characteristic environment of the Natural Force, which will cause the spell to call the elements from an external environment with no features and less resistance. Therefore, if Zhao Mai wants to make his spell carry his own Force characteristics, he must minimize this resistance and provide just enough natural Force power.

With repeated attempts, Zhao Mai gradually found the trick. Although Solam is not a druid, he is right in saying that you must rely on the system to solve problems, and you can't expect one means to conquer the world. With the help of psychic abilities, Zhao Mai has a more refined control over the unleashed Natural Force, gradually ensuring that he envelops himself when casting spells, so that the spell only comes into contact with the environment with its own characteristics.

Reserve grain sniffed the air around him with his nose, hugged Zhao Mai's leg with his paws, and then held the carton with his mouth. Zhao Mai took out his magic wand and knocked it on his head: "Phantom Shift!"

The power required by the spell finally achieved the requirement that all of it came from Zhao Mai's natural force, so it was no longer limited by Zhao Mai's own protective ability. The space distorted, and Zhao Mai and the reserve disappeared from the streets of Oxford, leaving only a few coins that tumbled to the ground due to the tremors.

The light and shadow flowed in front of them, and the two of them returned to Hogsmeade Village in an instant. Zhao Mai looked at the surrounding buildings excitedly, waving his fists in celebration. "Yay, I made it!"

He was about to pick up the reserve to celebrate, but found that it was walking home with something in its mouth. When he saw the carton and the coins inside, Zhao Mai didn't know what was happening? He kicked the buttocks of the reserve grain on his outstretched foot as punishment: "Don't joke about me all day long, it's not funny at all! Want money? How about you get your salary and pocket money like Dojian and Barbara in the future?"

"Wang," the reserve grain was obviously unwilling, it only liked the windfall of the present harvest.