Asian Girl Completion Manual.

The time on the island passed quickly, and it felt like the scenery in the sky became darker in just a few blinks. The night of interlaced stars and moon easily enveloped the island below, making the daytime look less peaceful. The environment became more gloomy.

Alagina and Pahez didn't find any meat on the island, but there were a lot of fruits on the trees. They packed about five or six boats back together. These fruits should be enough for the Iceberg Queen to reach the next supply point. .

As for meat and other items, we can only go to the sea to fish for fish to eat. I heard that there are fishing nets on the Iceberg Queen, and Fisher will go to the sea to fish when it dawns tomorrow.

Phyllis the lion race worked so hard for a long time, she fished out a lot of treasures from the beach and piled them behind her, and Pahezi and the others sent some to pile them behind her from time to time to show absolute fairness and not hiding any treasures. Just wait until the digging is over and they will divide it together.

Phyllis, who is not so smart, really thought that the growth of the treasures behind was the result of the cooperation of several of them. In fact, most of them were dug by her alone, but she is happy, and the atmosphere here is quite happy. .

As good as Phyllis and Pahez's situation was, the atmosphere at Valentina's position was as bad. The reason was naturally because of the damn True Ice Scroll.

The environment on the island is really rough. Originally, according to Valentina’s plan, she planned to take the scroll back to the north to open it. Valentina’s home has a huge, immovable space relic, which can be compared to Safely remove the reel.

But the problem now is that this scroll cannot be taken away from the island, and it is obviously difficult to take out the scroll and read the contents under the current crude conditions.

"I said, aren't you a magician? Didn't you say that this is a magic created by the phoenix species, so it's okay to cancel the magic crest on it according to the idea of ​​magic?"

"Zizi. I didn't say that this is magic, it's just similar to the principle of magic fluctuations."

"Then you can do it according to the theory of magic?"

"Zizi. No way."

"Your mother."

Balzac covered his face, because of his irritable temper, he must have wanted to swear something at this time, but he turned his head and saw the large gray feathers growing out of Herdor's hand again, and closed his eyes again. Mouth.

Although Herdor doesn't know why his whole body is made of steam machinery, he still has a good temper, and he is not the same kind of illiterate as Phyllis. Therefore, the relationship between Balzac and him in the team It's not bad, although they haven't communicated much at all during the search for the sun.

"Hey, steam man, there are almost no spare arms to replace for you. If you grow hair, you can try to use your feet to study it. I will help you put your feet on your hands."

Behind them, Celti, who watched all the steam machines he finally built turned into feather dusters, spit out the malt lollipop he had eaten in one gulp, and looked at the two with impatient faces. A companion who was squatting on the ground to study the True Ice Scroll.

"Then take a rest first, and it's not too late to study after dinner."

"Ah, thank you, Heidi Lin, what delicious food are you cooking tonight?"

The big-breasted sister known as "Heidi Lin" smiled kindly, glanced at the plate in her hand, and said,
"It's sea fish soup and barley bread. It tastes good when dipped. Hey, why hasn't Phyllis come back yet?"

"That dead lion is out of Qian's eyes. I'm afraid she won't notice it after we leave. Leave her alone. She's not hungry now."

"Okay, Miss has already eaten, I will leave a separate portion for her later, you can use it slowly."

Valentina, who was sitting in the wheelchair behind, watched this scene and sighed with some headaches.

According to the current progress, I don't know when I can open the scroll and see the contents inside.

Valentina always likes to make preparations in advance. She had made sufficient preparations when she was looking for the scroll, but she didn't expect to stumble here. She didn't expect that people other than the phoenix species could not take it away.

Just when she was rubbing the center of her brow with some discomfort, she suddenly thought of something, and turned her head to look at the jungle in the distance.

There, a gentleman from Nali was still resting on the tree with one leg, writing and drawing on the trunk with a stick. He didn't know what he was studying, but Valentina clearly felt that he was at the same time Keeping an eye on your own progress.

More importantly, he also wants to know the hidden content in this scroll. So, is it possible for him to do some research on this scroll, and know other ways to break the curse and retrieve the information in it?
Valentina's pale silver eyes jumped a few times, and her white fingers pushed the rocker on the steam wheelchair towards the bushes.

Everyone noticed what their boss was doing, and looked in the direction of the jungle in Valentina's direction, and happened to see Fisher sitting on the bush.

"That man is still peeping?"

"Zizi. That person has good magical attainments. The gravity magic I set up didn't trap him, and he discovered the link point for remote spellcasting. His magic level is much higher than mine, and it may solve the curse of the scroll. Method."

Balzac glanced at Herdor beside him, and said suspiciously,

"Hey, are you serious? That guy is obviously not with the group of tomboys from the Sardinian women's country, and he is also interested in scrolls. How dare you ask him for help?"

"Zizi. It's Valentina who has the final say, not me. I'm just expressing my opinion. I can't do anything about the phoenix's magic curse, and neither can you."

"cut"

Balzac sat impatiently on the beach and folded his hands, looking at the silent sea.

Fisher on the tree simply planned the new rank system he envisioned, listed the factors that affect the rank arrangement of individuals, and arranged and combined them according to the importance of these factors.

First of all, the decisive role in the ranking must be the strength of the individual. The strength of the individual is mainly composed of two parts, namely the strength of the physique and the bonus of special abilities. If the resistance to corruption and the ability to breathe in water are not included , the factor that determines his current rank is the strength of his physique, and this strength can be learned from the rank arrangement in ancient times.

Next, let's consider several external factors, namely magic, relics and other factors. These bonuses should all play a bonus role in the strength of the individual. Among them, if the cost and time spent on engraving are not considered , the addition of magic to the rank should be the most obvious, and the magnitude of the bonus can be well planned according to the number of rings corresponding to the rank.

As for items such as relics, because there are too many things and too many effects, Fisher is not easy to calculate at once. He vaguely feels that there are grades among relics, but after asking Emhart, he said he didn't know. Just tell Fisher that the quality gap of the relic is mainly determined by the material, usage and forging skills.

Emhardt didn't know how he was created, and the holy descendants regarded the method of forging relics as an untold secret, and it was not clear how Osmanthus learned this skill, anyway, Emhardt It is enough to be able to clarify the grades of these sacred objects.

The lowest level is the relic forged with ordinary magic materials, probably the type of Jasmine's headband, even if it is a combat type relic, the strength will not exceed the extraordinary level.

Intermediate-level relics are made of more precious magic materials, which require more profound forging skills to be made. The sword of the Phoenix Son is of this level.

The highest-level, conscious relics not only require extremely precious materials, but also require the forger to have top-notch skills, and special forging methods are required to manufacture them.

But according to Emhart, even the highest-level combat relics can't exceed the mythical level, which is the second rule Fisher discovered.

The strength of neither magic nor relics will exceed the limit of the Mythical Rank. It doesn't sound like a coincidence, but more like the species of the Mythical Rank have very special features.

Fisher, a mythical sub-race, only knows Eliog for the time being, so is there anything special about her?

Fisher thought about it for a while.
Extra hot and soft count?
It's far away. Anyway, according to this classification, Fisher can now roughly calculate the level range of an enemy, for example
"Hi, Nari"

The night wind blew a little, and I don't know if it was a nightingale or a girl's voice, which stopped the thoughts of Fisher who was gesturing with a branch.

He looked down, and the white-haired girl named Valentina Turan did not know when she had arrived under the tree trunk where he was in a wheelchair, and was looking up at him.

Obviously, she was the one who greeted you just now.

Fisher ignored her, and quickly applied the rank system he had just come up with and looked at the girl named Valentina.

According to the order of life, this guy is a human being and a disabled person, so it should be the zeroth order of the order; but she still wears many magic rings, judging from the fluctuation of magic power, it seems to be from six to six. From the ring to the eighth ring, her rank range is 0-8. When the magic is used up, it will be 0, and she will turn back to a weak chicken.

Fisher, who was sitting on the tree, didn't respond to her words, but instead looked straight at him like this. The book on his shoulder that seemed to be a relic was still winking at him. Make her a little creepy.

In fact, Emhart was not trying to scare her. The reason why he winked at Valentina probably meant to remind this lady,

"The man next to me now is a beast with a high reproductive rank who is hungry and dissatisfied with his desires, run away!!"

It's a pity that Valentina couldn't understand Emhart's very abstract expression. She crossed her two ring-covered hands and spoke again,

"Hey"

"My name is Fisher Benavidez, a Nari, a scholar who studies subhuman races and magic. Not 'Hi'."

But at this time, Fisher had already finished calculating her rank, so she responded.

After Fisher broke the silence, the unnatural feeling in Valentina's heart subsided a lot, but after glancing at Fisher's appearance, she said,
"A scholar who studies subhuman races? Is this an excuse to cover up your real purpose of obtaining the Phoenix Scroll?"

No one would take a Nari gentleman's "interest in sub-races" seriously. Valentina took this kind of remarks as a joke or excuse in a social situation similar to admitting her boudoir eccentricities, which also shows that The other party is still wary of himself, but this is also normal.

Fisher was noncommittal, and grabbed Emhart, who was winking at Valentina, and stuffed it back into his pocket.
"Believe it or not, I know what you are here for, and you also know my purpose, so open the skylight and tell the truth. I can open the scroll for you, but I have two requirements"

"You know how to open the scroll? I don't believe it."

"I have an idea, but I haven't practiced it yet. But just now your subordinates practiced it all afternoon and it didn't work, so I won't lose anything if I practice it once."

".What is your request?"

Fisher sat up straight, raised two fingers at Valentina with a solemn face,
"First, I want to know the contents inside; second, let me study the lion-man under your command. It won't be long, and I won't do anything excessive. You can supervise it."

The first point was that Valentina was not surprised. Before she came here, she expected that Fisher would make this request.

But other than that, she originally thought that Fisher would ask her to share with him the research results of the phoenix before, but she didn't expect him to make this request in a weird way.
smoke bomb?
Or do you want to pry more information from that guy Phyllis?

Valentina clenched her fingers a little bit, and for a moment, she couldn't figure out what the opponent's real purpose was, just like suddenly seeing the opponent make a strange move on the chessboard. The real thought of the hand is just as stressful.

She glanced at Fisher on the tree, feeling more and more that this request was a step in his favour, but... how?
"How about it, promise or not?"

While Valentina was thinking, Fisher's voice sounded again, as if urging her to make a next move.

After a second of silence, she looked at Fisher above with her pale silver eyes,

"Okay, but your request will only be honored after the scroll is cracked."

"Of course."

Emhart, who was shrunk in his pocket, heard the conversation outside, his book face collapsed at that moment, and he didn't know how to evaluate it for a while.

In his eyes, Fisher is like a big devil who is hungry and hungry, thinking about that kind of thing every day, seeing a lady, especially a lady of a demi-human mother, can't walk!
Having said that, he is now more and more worried about whether Fisher can survive until the deal with him is over.