On an ordinary morning in Thornhill, the dew covered the entire county, like a light rain that had just passed. A faint mist www.biquge.info the sky will not dissipate until the sun rises.

The evergreen slabs on the middle road of the town are dark and moist, and the water droplets gather into the shallow ruts.

Wet and lazy, relaxed and comfortable does not belong here. Valuable ore is produced around the town, and horse-drawn carriages pass through Central Avenue on time every day.

A clanging sound was heard, and the strong black horses led the convoy, the wheels slightly sunk in the ruts, squeaking and twisting as they turned, and the horseshoe collided with the ground with a sonorous sound. The trailing colt snorted, trying to squirt off the black lazuli powder it had sucked into its nose.

The direction the carriage came from, but there was a different scene outside the town. The associated ore of Black Lazuli has no value, but it cannot be denied that there are fish that have slipped through the net. The debris was piled up there, half the size of a mountain. A small group of children and women bent over to look for possible black stones.

There are always exceptions, Qiming is seven years old, and as a weak member of the town, he should join this grand event. But Martha did not allow her son to do menial things and let him stay at home.

Today, Martha went to work, and Qiming sneaked out of the house and slowly approached Thomas's house, the tall house in the southeast corner of the town, like a thief.

Thomas is a strong, methodical man who leads a team of miners and never collapses, becoming the leader of the miners in the town, earning three times as much money as the average miner.

Squatting in the corner at the back of the house, he felt that the distance was already right, and he thought silently in his heart.

"Please activate Blue Eye. ”

"Toot ......"

With a sound that no one else could hear, something unusual appeared in the field of vision of the right eye. Let Qiming describe that it was God who wrote the words on the eyeballs. The blue interface in the field of vision has an unreal sense of science fiction, and he commands to turn on the signal connection and sees many prompts.

"Signal found, whether to connect ......"

"Signal found, whether to connect ......"

"Discover ......"

"Hair ......"

"Hair ......"

"Hair ......"

The pure white signal is found in the numerous "Fa Fa Fa Fa", which is called: Discovery Sequence 125.

The name is preceded by a small icon: a coil of rope.

"Yes, the one hundred and twenty-fifth found you!" Qiming nodded, both Thomas's story and the strength of the signal pointed here.

"Please enter your password. ”

"Brave? Thomas".

"Verifying...... The connection is successful. ”

Qiming waved his little fist excitedly. Familiar and unfamiliar words describe something magical, from another world.

[Thomas's Revenge Rope Sleeve, Accuracy +1]

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The world of every intelligent race has a rich and colorful story, and the gods are bound to be magical and great depictions. When Qiming first got the "blue eyes", he thought it was a gift from God.

In the creation myth, Arnold, the god of flight, had a strange pair of eyes that trapped enemies in the eye world. Anyone who has heard this story will not be frightened by the magic eye.

With the help of the "Blue Eye", Qiming was able to browse through tens of thousands of words of books overnight. What's even more amazing is that it can receive a lot of signals, and the signals come from objects.

As long as you turn on the connection function, your eyes are full of "Fa Fa Fa Fa" prompts.

The initial situation was frustrating, with the connection being in close proximity and asking for a password. Qiming began to try his best to find a way to get through. Starting from the owner of the item itself, after many attempts, it was found that the password was probably the real name of the owner.

There is an even greater doubt. The color of the signal is different.

Most of the signals that can be seen in the thorny hill are gray. Whereas "Discovery Sequence 1" and "Discovery Sequence 125" are white. A year ago, the aristocratic lord came to visit the town, and he even found a green signal.

The secret of gray, white, and green has been answered today.

"That's the property of an item, right?" he had seen in the blue eye that the people of the Magical Realm would play a game where characters and weapons had attributes.

【Thomas's Revenge Rope Sleeve】【View】

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"Copy!"

"Copying...... Copy Complete"

There was a coolness, and there seemed to be something in my head.

[Accuracy +0, Mastery 0/10]

"Proficiency increases through practice!" Qi Ming determined his next goal. Standing up and looking around, no pedestrians had passed, and I was secretly relieved. Thomas's wife was a tough, spicy woman who would go crazy if he saw him around the house. This may be because the mother, Martha, is the woman whose husband died.

Leaving with light steps, he did not go straight home, but threw stones in the alley.

Accuracy should not only be manifested in the rope sleeve, but also in hand-eye coordination. Sure enough, after seriously throwing a few hundred stones, the prompt became [Accuracy +0, proficiency 1/10]

Seeing that it was approaching evening, Qiming dragged his sour shoulders home. Moved out of the sand table from under the bed, turned out the smooth pen-like wooden stick from the sand, and practiced the words of this world seriously.

There was a noise in the yard, and I knew it was my mother by listening to the footsteps.

"Mom, twilight!"

"Enlightenment, twilight"

Martha is beautiful but not amazing, but has a special temperament. Respond to Qiming with a tired smile.

She placed the package with the ingredients on the table in the house and began to light a fire in the yard to cook. The town no longer produces food, and every evening a horse-drawn cart comes from afar, bringing bread and simple vegetables. A little further afield, the bread became hard and the vegetables were no longer fresh, but sales were always good. Meat is less common and is only available at the beginning and middle of the month.

Qiming writes on the sand table, and whenever it is full, it will be re-smoothed. Martha couldn't see how much she had written, which gave him the freedom to do her own thing.

Words can of course be written on paper, but paper is very precious. Three dimes for a family can feed a whole day, but dimes can't buy paper. Requires silver or gold coins. Probably very few people in the town have seen this kind of legendary money.

With his hands written and his head constantly thinking, this activity can last all day when he is alone at home. Mom knew the written word and taught it to herself, telling her to keep it a secret. Why didn't she make it public, and confessed that she might be able to get a good job in the mine.

There must be some secret, Qiming's mind flew to another white signal. Because of the small picture in front of the name, he can determine what the object looks like. "Discovery Sequence 1" is a small box.

You don't need to sneak up on it, you don't need money to buy it, it's within reach. It was underneath Martha's bed. This was supposed to be the best experiment prop, but it showed an error when entering the password. He knew his mother's name was Martha, but he didn't know her real last name.

"Mom and I don't have the same last name?"

The aroma of cabbage and beans came, and Keiming knew that the dinner was hearty, and his chest was full of happiness.