The sky gradually turned from dark to blue, and after the ship sailed to the border and passed through the area of influence of the Black Emperor's power, it looked back and saw that the area from which he had returned was already clear and cloudless.

The island and its surrounding area of tens of nautical miles were isolated into a separate space.

"Is there anything special about the Key of Light?" Klein held a porcelain plate with a hanging ear teacup, in which the Xibe black tea was bright orange and fragrant.

He walked near Su Lin and said slowly, "Or do you have an idea about this essentia?" ”

Su Lin sat cross-legged on the guardrail, holding a glowing fishing rod in his hand, the sea breeze blew on his face, with a fishy salty taste, and a dried squid in his mouth, looking at the sea with his mouth open.

"I was a little curious before, so I secretly hacked into the Internet with artificial intelligence and looked at the manuscript of the author of your book." Su Lin tore off the squid silk in his mouth and recalled, "The second part is called the Ring of Fate, and the Key of Light is the essentia related to the path of fate, representing endless chaos and the embodiment of fate. ”

"It felt like a path of fate, but his overall outline wasn't finished at the time, and I didn't know what was going on, so I wanted to see if there was any useful information on Russell."

"But he doesn't know much, this thing is sealed in the Western Continent, and he doesn't know what the situation is."

Klein took a sip of black tea, the scent of orchid spreading in his mouth, and he remembered Will. Onsetin once said that sequence 0 of the path of fate is called the 'wheel of fate'.

Let's hope this serpent of destiny, who loves ice cream, won't be stabbed.

"Among all the paths, the path of fate is relatively special, there is no similar way, it is simply a road to the dark." Klein analyzed the information he already knew: "There may be some hidden secret to this special place. ”

"If you have a chance, you can also go to the Western Continent to have a look, after I fall asleep."

"There's another way." Su Lin turned his head and squinted back at Klein, and said: "After I go back, I will lock the author in a small black room and put on a set of buffs, so that he can not eat, drink or rest, and then improve his physical fitness and thinking ability, so that he can directly finish writing "The Wheel of Fortune". ”

"Wonderful, no, I mean you're violating labor laws like that." Klein coughed lightly, no longer dwelling on the topic.

"Darek brought you a bottle of potion." Crane put down the porcelain cup and pulled out a glass bottle from his coat that contained the potion of the Solar Pathway 'Sequence 9: Eulogist'.

Su Lin took it and looked at it, the bottle of potion was almost transparent, with only a faint shimmer.

A "profession" that brings courage and strength to oneself and one's companions through singing, and brings piety and obedience, with the slogan: Let us praise the sun!

To put it simply, it is a novice priest in fantasy.

"It just so happens that the squid whiskers are too salty."

Su Lin raised the potion to the white sun in the blue sky, "This wave has become me and I am the sun." ”

This is Zhongli's idea, to use an out-of-body avatar with flesh and blood consciousness to contain magic potions, and try to control the extraordinary power of this world.

After Su Lin's historical projection is fused with the Godhead, although it can still be actively canceled, it already has the attribute of 'real', and has changed from a projection to a flesh-and-blood clone.

If this method works, then the strength of your own clone will usher in another increase, which is really not possible, and thanks to the fact that you can make a new clone at any time, you can also use potions from different ways repeatedly.

There's no need to hang yourself in the sun, and it's good to wear monocles.

Su Lin took out a plastic straw from history, pulled the cork from the mouth of the bottle, and inserted the straw.

He frowned, and an inexplicable taste spread over his taste buds, not to say unpleasant, but like an unfrozen kvass with some minty flavor.

With a little bit of weak mental impact, Su Lin completed the absorption of this potion.

"Praise the sun!" Su Lin stood up, his legs kept together, his body kept upright, his hands extended, pointing symmetrically to the shoulders diagonally upward, the five fingers of his hands were put together into palms, the palms were outward, and the fingertips were pointing diagonally above the sky.

Bang Dong –

Klein pulled a round iron bucket from history and buckled it to Su Lin's head, turned around and walked towards the cabin.

"Your fishing rod has fallen into the sea."

The moment he closed the hatch, Crane heard the sound of splashing water outside.

"What's going on out there?" Zhongli held a kitchen knife in his hand, the kitchen cooker was steaming, and a fragrance permeated the exhaust hole in the lid, and he looked at Klein who pushed the door in, his expression was a little puzzled.

Klein sniffed, and the rich beef flavor had some milky aromas, accompanied by notes of spices such as basil and bay.

The seafood made him a little uncomfortable, so Zhongli decided to make his own favorite dishes, such as a pot of beef stew.

"The sun goes out."

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"When I was talking and laughing with a bunch of dragonborns at 20,000 meters under the sea, a towering tower appeared in front of me, and the golden-red underwater magma looked like a fiery snake."

Lu Mingfei raised his wooden wine glass and sat on the "Mans" cargo merchant ship under the Hall Chamber of Commerce, Lu Mingfei told the sailors about the glory of the past, "It was a wonderful battle, and in the end I collapsed from exhaustion and was saved by the red-haired elf passing by. ”

"She's beautiful."

Berland. Les came over with a glass of frothy light ale, with a smile on his face, and retorted, "I suggest you read the collection of Russell fairy tales published by Russell the Great first." ”

"Even my three-year-old daughter knows that elves are brunette."

"Braggart King, Mr. Caribbean."

Hahaha –

Amid the laughter, one of the sailors threw an orange to Lu Mingfei and said, "This story is good, it only needs a slight modification to be serialized in the daily Rune." ”

"I swear, Mr. Somalia, that's more lucrative than if you were to go to sea and be an adventurer."

Inside, the lights were bright, and in this dull and boring night, Captain Bolan. Les brought back a naïve novice adventurer.

The adventurer, who doesn't know the odd "stage name", adds a touch of fun to the night shift crew who only has light beer and dried salted fish.

The bizarre stories he uttered were as fresh as the citrus at the docks to the seafarers, who spent their time at sea and relied on expired old newspapers and magazines to pass the time.

"You can actually consider Doug's suggestion." Berland. Les smiled gently, unlike that rugged appearance, this dark-skinned bald man was actually a good person with a good personality, "You should be able to have a good market." ”

"Those aristocratic youths will also hold a literary salon every week, and invite well-known writers to participate, maybe you can enter the upper class?"

Berland. There was some longing in Les's tone, the salary offered to them by the Hall Chamber of Commerce was not low, and it was among the best in the industry, but this was obviously proportional to the effort.

"If you don't have enough strength on this sea, you can't take risks all year round, and you have to be on guard against those pirates at any time."

"Besides, the strange events of this sea are no simpler than the stories in your mouth."

"Listen to me, Ricardo, have a few days of fun when you arrive at Dimir, then buy a ticket home, and with your literary skills, you will surely achieve something."

Lu Mingfei did not ignore the captain's admonition, after all, the people were also kind, he immediately agreed in his mouth, peeled off the coat of citrus, and said to Bolan:

"I decided to publish a book called 'Dragons' and take a pen name."

"What do you think of the pen name 'Jiangbei'?"

"Not bad." Bolan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that Lu Mingfei was not stubborn about his unrealistic adventurer dream, regardless of whether his pen name was Jiangbei or Jiangnan.

Making money is making money, but he is still worried that this young man is just like Gelman. Sparrow's admirers, like those who set sail out to the sea as soon as their heads heat up.

These young people can't be blamed either, after all, Gelman. Sparrow's story has spawned hundreds of different versions that have spread across the sea and even within the kingdom.

For example, "The Secret Story of the Crazy Adventurer and the Iceberg Lieutenant General". Ahem, those stories will indeed make many young people's brains warm and longing.

I don't know if the author was caught by Flame Daniz, the Lord of the Storm is on top, but I hope he hasn't been sunk to the bottom of the sea yet, and the sequel hasn't come out yet.

In the lively atmosphere, the crew began to discuss with each other the beauty they had experienced, as well as the customs and customs of various ports.

Gossip stories, food, wine, women, these topics are like smoked fish and jerky, which are their regular snacks.

About an hour later, a drunken Bolan came to the deck for a breath, the ship's control room was lit up, and the helmsman and co-captain were present, so he didn't have to worry about anything going wrong.

Phew-

There was a sharp sound of breaking the air, and Bolan's heart tightened, and he dodged a silver light with a rollover.

He corrected his posture, drunk, his muscles tense, and crouched on the deck in a start-up motion, his eyes like an eagle, staring at the position above him.

"What do you mean, Mr. Ricardo?"

The young man in front of him was obviously still in the cabin just now, but at this moment, he was standing on the gauntlet above, looking at him condescendingly.

Bolan glanced at the silver light quickly, only to see that a dining knife had sunk into the deck, leaving only the hilt in place.

"I didn't expect me to look away." Bolan stared at the young man above and asked vigilantly, "What is your purpose?" ”

Berland asked about the Caribbean. At the same time, Ricardo mobilized the emotions in his body, gradually putting himself in a state of anger, as a wild transcendent who did not belong to the Storm Church, he had an adventure when he was young, and obtained the potion of "Sequence 8: The Wrathful People".

"Hehe, Mr. Berland, please forgive me for being rude."

The voice actually came from behind him?!

Bran looked back and saw the young adventurer with his hand on his shoulder, and when he looked up, the figure above him was gone.

Although the name of the potion is Raging People, it does not mean that Beran will really lose his ability to judge in anger, and if the other party wants to kill him, he can do it just now.

Unlike the harmless appearance of people and animals in the cabin just now, Bolan could feel that the young man's words and deeds were full of the attitude of a superior person

- Seemingly close but extremely distant, that undisguised casualness means that the other party does not take his abilities into account at all.

"What do you want to do?" Beran asked coldly.

"I just wanted to ask you about something, don't worry, I have no ill will towards you." Caribbean. Ricardo put his arm around Berran's shoulder, like a very good friend, "Just tell me some common sense among transcendents." ”

"If only I knew." Berland was very cooperative.

"Well, first things first," Caribbean. Ricardo's voice suddenly turned low: "Have you heard of the Assassin Way?" ”

After a leisurely walk along the ship, they returned to the outside of the cabin together, and the adventurer named Ricardo politely opened the door for him and made a gesture of invitation.

"Feel your cooperation, Mr. Bolan."

He took a deep look at the adventurer, and then stepped into the cabin first.

"And then?" Lu Mingfei sat on the stool with his neck hunched, listening with some fear and fear to the crew in front of him telling the horror story of Bansey Island, but at the same time hoping that the other party would continue.

The boss with his eyes open, the Ricardo who opened the iron door for him. Caribbean pressed her index finger to her lips and smiled in a quiet motion.

Amidst the roar of the waves and the lively exchange of sailors, Ricardo. The Caribbean has become a transparent illusion and vanished.

It wasn't until a crew member urged Beran to close the door that Beran came to his senses, and the fear in his eyes had not disappeared.

He had heard many legends about this sea, but it was the first time he had encountered such a situation, and he was soaked in cold sweat, so he hurriedly walked into the restaurant, hurriedly found a place in the center of the crowd and sat down, and poured a sip of light beer.

Beran was silent for a moment, and he suddenly felt that the power in his body had increased significantly, and the potion of the Enraged People had actually been digested?!

"This?!"

He looked up at the young man in the cabin, and he couldn't help but be afraid, but then it occurred to him that maybe it was the same thing just now. Not Ricardo

'How's it going, have you made inquiries?' Lu Mingfei asked Lao Lu in his heart, although the horror story of Bansey Island sounded scary, how could he, a monk who knew how to be scared.

'Well, that's clear. ’

'What's going on with my path?' Is it dangerous? Lu Mingfei always felt a strange thing that he couldn't say, and he asked the magician of the Tarot Society for the name of Assassin Path Sequence 7 later, and the other party always changed the subject.

"No problem, the name of this path Sequence 7 is Magician, and you can control a special kind of magic, and at the same time, when you get to Sequence 7, your appearance will increase greatly. ’

'Really?! ’

It just so happened that the other party talked about Ban Xi's telegraph office at this time, and Lu Mingfei's body trembled, making the crew of the general story proud, and his hearsay stories can also scare people.

Of course it's true, am I going to lie to myself? ’

Old Zhou! Good brothers!

(End of chapter)