Chapter 82: Untitled

When he saw the car take off into the air, pass through the clouds, and rub the tail of a passing passenger plane into the space passage, Xue Pox's face finally changed. He www.biquge.info clutched the door handle tightly with his hand, one leg trembling like a piledriver. Zhao Mai glanced at him obliquely, and then said, "I have something to tell you, it can be regarded as a gift of friendship." ”

Xue swallowed hard, but his voice was still a little trembling: "Say it." ”

"You said you would never come back, so I gave you a call to return to the void, which means that you will be deducted two Destiny Coins. But I see that you are still underage, so I will give you a discount. I still have something to do here, and I won't leave for a while. If you change your mind and want to go home, just leave a message in the town where we landed, and maybe I'll see that I can give you a ride back. ”

"Don't underestimate me, I will never go back and eat grass!"

"Don't say that so absolutely, lad. Zhao Mai himself is also a young man, but he has at least crossed over, and he can be regarded as a "passer" in this regard. "I don't know when I'm leaving, but it should be in a few months. In this world, communication is difficult, and the sooner you contact me, the better your chances of finding me. ”

Xue turned his head vigorously and looked at the starlight in the darkness outside the window, obviously not wanting to pay attention to Zhao Mai.

Forget it, Zhao Mai thought to himself, he has done his best, and the rest is up to him. Having confidence in oneself is called self-confidence, and not leaving oneself a way out is an idiot, and taking other people's advice as malicious is looking for death. This is the same as running a red light on the road, which is not called bravery, but stupidity. Countless people have summed up the experience with the loss of their lives, and they want to use their lives to verify it again, can this kind of person still be saved?

After about ten minutes of spatial passage, Zhao Mai returned to the heavenly dome of Gralion again. As usual, they applied the brakes, and they came to a steady stop not far from the town of Nepo. The previous battle to smash the trebuchet had taken place where they had landed, but now there was no trace of it. The newly grown grass has covered the smoky battlefield, and the debris and wreckage have long since been cleared.

Zhao Mai's back and forth is more than four days of Earth time, which translates to more than four months in Granion, which is enough to make the clock jump from late spring to late autumn (Nebo Town is in the northern region where the summer is short). After the previous battle, the town has been upgraded, the low stone walls have been reinforced, and the gate has been replaced with an iron gate. Every fifty or so paces, arrow towers were also built, which was a bit of a shotgun for a cannon.

The gates of the town were wide open, and from time to time you could see adventurers hopping in and out on their shoulders, working flatbed carts pushing goods. A group of knights came to the gate of the town and were talking to the guards guarding the gate. They - perhaps directly referred to as they - wore pure white armor and silver-white cloaks, and the shields at their sides and the armor of the horses under their crotches bore the emblem of the Sword of Courage. This long sword, surrounded by sunlight or flames, has no scabbard and the tip of the sword is downward, so no one can be mistaken.

"Goddess Iometre's Paladin? Seven, that's a rarity. Zhao Mai recalled the knowledge about the goddess. Iomedel's time as an independent presiding god is short, but that doesn't mean she's lacking in power. Inheriting most of the followers of the previous Aurordon, Iomeda has a strong, energetic, and charismatic (hehe) temple priest and paladin. Zhao Mai guessed that something might be going on near the town, but he also knew that in the place where the Iomaida Paladins were, friendliness and justice would be enforced.

Zhao Mai stopped the car from a distance, turned back to Xue and said, "When you arrive, there is Neibo Town in front, you can see it when you get out of the car." My car is too dazzling to swagger into, so you can walk the last part of the road yourself. One final word of advice for you......"

Before he finished speaking, Xue Pox had already pushed the car door and got out of the car by himself. Zhao Mai also had to get out of the car, open the trunk, and let him take his own luggage. Looking at this young man's firm and proud steps, Zhao Mai really didn't know where his confidence came from, could it be secreted from the pituitary gland, just like growth hormone?

He got into the car and immediately turned around and headed towards Ash Lake. Having participated in the battle against Pastor Ramashtu, there were so many people who knew his car that it would be too eye-catching to drive in. Besides, classmate Xue is still in the town, and with his character, he may cause some trouble. If he can help, Zhao Mai will still help, but he will never expose himself - it will not be appropriate if he is entangled.

In the final analysis, Zhao Mai is still a cautious person, he can't be a savior, and he won't be a virgin. He can do good deeds, and maybe he does great things when he's in a good mood, but that's not his main business.

Xue Pox embarked on his own journey of death, or for him, it was a journey to become a god - to become a god when he died? Zhao Mai then also received a reminder from his mobile phone, saying that the fare had arrived. Because Xue Pox is too weak and has no skills to get his hands on, he has provided Zhao Mai with three strengthenings, and he can choose two or two of them: infinite confidence, unchangeable determination and once in a lifetime **** luck (looking for things). Zhao Mai thought about it for a long time, and asked for **** luck, although he could choose other options, he resolutely gave up.

He put the car in its previous position anyway and began to give it a makeover. Leather armor, a fur hat, druid robes, a shield, and a mammoth M1 Megalodon spear are his standard equipment, and the green moss is used for oil paint to keep the acne from recognizable. He examined it carefully, and none of the exposed things were from Earth, no matter how you looked at it, it was a druid living in the wilderness, and no one could imagine that he was not a native of Gralion.

Speaking of which, we have to mention the stick that grows inside the flower pot. Zhao Mai watered and fertilized it before, but he didn't expect it to change so quickly. Two leaves grow directly from the sticks, and the thumb-sized, oval-shaped, dark green leaves are fleshy and oily, and they look very round and lovely. Zhao Mai stretched out his hand and pinched it, gently tugging, and found that the two leaves were quite tough, and he couldn't pull them off with fifty percent of his strength. He didn't dare to experiment again, and waited until the leaves were more and they didn't itch.

Now the question is where to put it? It is obviously not appropriate to keep it in the trunk, and without the sun and fresh air, it will not grow into a healthy plant. After thinking about it, Zhao Maisi decided to plant it next to the car. It is close to the ash lake, the soil is moist and fertile, so there is no need to worry about water problems. And with such a strange thing as a car attracting attention on the side, this "stick tree" is relatively low-key and much safer.

Do what you think. Zhao Mai chose a corner with "excellent feng shui", and dug a pit after a while. He took the flower pot and was about to pull the stick out of it, but before he could exert his strength in his hand, he suddenly heard a faint scream......

"Who?" Zhao Mai put down the flower pot and looked around, and the megalodon was already in his hand. The bushes and woods were quiet, and it didn't look like there were any people. The reserve grain was lying on the ground next to him and napping, but now he just looked at his master with a puzzled gaze, and then wagged his tail.

Maybe it's an illusion, Zhao Mai thought to himself. "Ah Liang, be on guard. He instructed, and continued with what he had left unfinished.

As his hand touched the stick, a faint scream returned.

This time, even a fool knows what the problem is, and it just so happens that Zhao Mai is such a fool.