It was no wonder that the inhabitants of this human realm and the witch had a misunderstanding, after all, Fang Nuo's current body color did not match the world's imagination of the "Yellow Immortal" race.

Yellow Immortal, as the name suggests, is a creature with yellow hair all year round, and has earned the name "Immortal" because of its strange whereabouts and good at confusing other animals.

But in fact, the old Huang Xian, who had cultivated the longest and hardest on the Yellow Immortal Ridge, only stopped at the level of "demon beast".

The gifted little yellow fairies have all gone to other places because of the rules of the clan, and there are basically no beasts that set foot in this mountain range again.

Fang Nuo has been an outlier in the clan for as long as he can remember.

Relying on his older siblings to take care of him, he was more compatible with the individuals on the ridge who were suffering from albinism than playing with other normal beasts of the same age in the clan.

Every year when the weather is still warm, his coat color is still relatively normal, but it seems to be a little darker than that of other clansmen; And whenever the weather turns cold, the new fur he puts on will always show a pure white color different from other relatives, only the tail is still dark, as if he has some kind of disease.

In addition, his tail is shorter than that of his older brother at the same age, but it does not prevent him from jumping up and down in the woods.

In the past, when observing the hunting activities of the elders in Huangxian Ridge, he would occasionally go to the waterhole in the mountains to wonder about his appearance, but since the beasts around him didn't care, he didn't need to bother with these things that had nothing to do with survival.

At the moment, there was an extra mirror in his field of vision that clearly reflected his image, allowing him to more clearly recognize the difference between himself and the other Yellow Immortals.

…… It doesn't seem to make much of a difference.

His two eyes like black gems were as bright as they were in his memory; The slender beard is parabolic, symmetrical on both sides, not a single one missing; The claws are still so sharp, and they have not been dulled by the failure of the sealing campaign.

Accustomed to the change of his coat color in winter, when an image that did not match Huang Xian's appearance appeared in the mirror, his thinking did not turn a corner for a while, purely to scare himself.

Thinking of this, Fang Nuo withdrew the ball of his foot, and the mirror fell to the ground.

Now that you've solved a problem, it's time to think about the unfamiliar sound that always sounds out of nowhere, and the magical power of repairing the mirror just now.

Fang Nuo was a quick-thinking little beast, and he quickly remembered what that voice had in common every time it sounded.

I saw him kick his leg again, jump up, and kick the door next to him!

Snow-white hairballs rolled to the ground, and limbs were numb from the bang.

However, no sound sounded.

Isn't it when you're hurt and in pain?

The sound had only come into contact with the witch who had gone out, incapacitated by her who couldn't understand human speech, and had heard it since he tried to bang on the door only to find it locked, looking for solidarity only to step on a mirror shard.

Also, the values that follow the phrase are different.

Fang Nuo couldn't understand the mystery behind it for the time being, but vaguely felt that this power was probably the "reward" for the sealing activity, and could help him repair a broken mirror.

Wait a minute...... He pressed his paws against the mirror, his beard shaking up and down, lost in thought.

Can this force help him build the tools to open the door to this house?

Such a thought had just come to his mind, and a voice that was already somewhat familiar sounded after him:

[Target: Composition - Doorkey; Malicious Value Required: 100]

[The malicious value is insufficient to obtain a spending permit.] 】

It takes more money to build something than to repair it!

But can it really do it?

But in this way, it seems that he will not be able to get out with this special ability, unless he can guess the way to increase the value.

Pushing back to the mirror, Fonno jumped back to his original starting point, the table by the window of the cabin, and looked down condescendingly at the furniture and furnishings in the room.

He saw objects that he had previously overlooked—

In the center of the scene is a cauldron with rusty edges, as if someone had been storing or refining corrosive medicines.

Above it, a chandelier that looks like it's a certain age, and a few specimens of birds with brilliant feathers hang from the side, as if they were still alive at first glance.

The rest of the place was inexplicably covered in books, containers, and celestial spheres, and it was unknown why they were placed like that.

If the witch used the same broom that fell to the ground in her daily life, the room would not be so cluttered.

There was really no way, Fang Nuo thought to himself, the Huang Xian clan paid attention to human favor and cause and effect, if the witch owed him something, wouldn't it be logical for her to send her back to Huang Xianling at that time?

With an idea, he set his first target on the book that was spread out on the ground not far away, it didn't look thick, and even a small beast of his size could confidently carry him to the bookshelf and put it away.

After deciding the order of sorting out the items in his mind, the super-mobile little beast began his plan to "make the witch owe" without considering that the maker of the mess might have something else.

After successfully dragging a few of the books that had fallen on the floor back to where they were supposed to be, the only target in his eyes was the thickest one on the floor—

The pitch-black cover was inlaid with a blood-red hideous giant eye, and the rest of the body was covered with dense scales, which was ominous to look at, and I didn't know why the witch kept the strange books in her home and scattered so around.

If it weren't for his own plans, Fang Nuo would never touch such a thing.

He cautiously jumped off the shelf, moved to the strange book, turned his back, and poked his tail at the eye on the cover.

It looks like it's just an ornament.

Fang Nuo, who was a little relieved, stretched out his two front paws and pressed them on both sides of the book, stood up with the help of strength, and then helped the book up.

Without paying attention, the flesh pad brushed against the scaly ornaments on the book's cover, and a tingling pain caused by the abrasion immediately came from his palm.

Fang Nuo instinctively retracted his claws, and the book fell back to the ground with a "snap" like a mirror from before, stirring up a cloud of flying dust.

[Malice from the World +170]

“？？？”

The sudden sound seemed to echo the ominous premonition that was constantly growing in Fang Nuo's heart, and immediately after, several wisps of black qi that could be confirmed by the naked eye diffused from the side of the fallen book, and brought a great sense of oppression to Fang Nuo.

Just now, I was worried that there were not enough values to make the key to open the door, but now it's okay, and I add so much at once, and it also comes with a critical situation that even a sober-minded beast can be aware of.

From the black aura that had spread to his feet, Fang Nuo sensed the aura of more than one dangerous demon beast!

If there were really these monsters around him, then in the next second, he would undoubtedly be torn to pieces and reduced to the belly of other species...... I'm afraid that I can't even do a "good meal", and being able to plug between my teeth can only mean that those guys' teeth are well maintained and the gap between their teeth is narrow enough.

Are there more than a dozen adult demon beasts locked up in that book? Is it a seal laid out by humans? The work of that witch?

Fang Nuo's hair exploded all over his body, and he kept retreating away from the strange book, his mouth slightly open, and a terrifying hiss came out of his throat.

Just as he had retreated to the wall of the hut, and there was no way to retreat, the strange books in his field of vision opened automatically—no, they were squeezed out of the evil black air!

In the next moment, several flattened black shadows roared and tried to burst out of the pages, their upper bodies already visible to the orcs, but the further back they went, the narrower their bodies became, like polygons with extremely sharp corners.

And almost at the same moment, the door of the hut was pushed open from the outside, and Fang Nuo, who was unprepared, was startled again, only to feel that his body was going to be stressed at this moment.

It was the witch who had just been called to help, and by this time she had taken off her hood and cloak, revealing her long, silver-white curls that glistened in the light of the outside.

The black shadows that rushed out of the pages of the book saw the comers, and they all froze, and no longer let out a terrifying howl like a soul.

One of the polygons turned to glance at the white hairballs cowering in the corner, and then stumbled back into the book with the group.

"Luckily, I caught up."

The witch standing in the doorway breathed a sigh of relief, raised her hand and wiped the sweat from her face with her sleeve, and then set her eyes on the new pet with a glazed gaze and a straight eye.

"I'm sorry." She actually apologized to Fang Nuo, "You must be very scared to leave you alone in an unfamiliar environment, right?" ”

Not really...... Fang Nuo glanced at Fang Cai, who had given him more than 100 points of "malicious value" books, and found that it had closed itself very honestly, and the guys who were locked in it no longer made noise.

He looked back at the witch, who was smiling, crouching down and opening his arms to him, not at all like a "more dangerous person" who had just scared off a bunch of dangerous beings.

And her next self-talk also confirmed Fang Nuo's guess:

"Those demon beasts who do a lot of evil, even if they are beaten once, they are not honest! It looks like their sentences are going to increase again......"

"They must have sensed the breath of other creatures here, thinking that I was finally leaving, so they wanted to escape from prison, and they made such a mess in this room, it's really ......"

"But," she said, holding up her new motionless "family" on the ground and rubbing her index finger against her silky hair, "you're okay, it's the best thing!" ”

Yes...... Fang Nuo, who was lying in the witch's palm, opened his mouth weakly, and he didn't know what to do.

He originally wanted the witch to owe him a favor, but he was saved by the other party, and he also knew that "the other party has sealed more than ten demon beasts stronger than himself".

In the future, will he still have a chance to return to the Yellow Immortal Clan?