Doomsday magic cultivator wandering the heavens

Chapter 95 96. A-level protection

The ability of the limited speech spirit is to be able to make reasonable suggestions based on one's own location and corresponding identity.

People in this advice place must obey, or they will be erased from the world by special powers.

Chen Mo has already tried the power of obliteration, and it can only be said that it is very domineering.

And not only that, every time an unruly person is killed in the place, the people in the place can lose their memory once.

This ability is enough to make people reincarnate in amnesia again and again, and finally be wiped out in despair.

This speech protection armor is obviously much stronger than the explosive protection armor already worn on Drizzt.

It seems that the protective armor in this world is also divided into levels.

"Lysa, do you know what's going on with this bus?"

Chen Mo asked directly.

Lysa was nervously wrestling with the steering wheel of the bus at the moment, but she still took the time to answer Chen Mo's question.

"This should be a new place-type fall mourner. I am so lucky that I was able to survive the A-level fall mourner. Of course, the key is your incomparable strength, sir."

While Lysa was glad that she was alive, she did not forget to flatter Chen Mo.

"Place-type fall, A-level?"

Chen Mo's understanding of this world is really too little.

"Yes, the place-type fall, that is, after human beings are converted into fall, they can only stay in a specific scene.

This fall should be the driver of the wild wolf bus. I don't know why he became a fall, and almost killed us. "

Lysa said indignantly while controlling the bus to slow down.

"As for the ranks, this is a way for us commoners to divide the mourning according to the ranks of the nobles for knights.

There are five levels in total, from low to high are D, C, B, A, S these five levels. "

"You divide according to the standards of knights?"

"Yeah, it's our division. After all, those noble lords don't need to go out of the city to pick up garbage, and they don't need to face such horrible things as falling mourning. Naturally, they won't rate falling mourning."

Speaking of this, Lysa was obviously very indignant.

"Those people are clearly capable of ending this wasteland, but they won't even step out of the city gate, so fucking noble."

"Oh, what is the standard for your division? Can these abilities be promoted?"

Chen Mo said curiously, he couldn't say anything about Lysa's complaints.

Although Chen Mo has heard a saying that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

However, he feels that the real situation is often that the greater the ability, the greater the power, how can it be possible to work hard when you have power.

But Chen Mo didn't say this, there's no need to add fuel to Lysa's already depressed mood.

"The division criteria are very simple. Those nobles set the combat power of ordinary zombies as 1, and a knight who can deal with ten zombies alone is a D-rank.

A C-rank is a knight who can deal with ten D-rank knights.

B rank is a knight who can deal with ten C rank knights. "

"The same is true for A-level? Then the criteria for judging are really simple and rude."

Chen Mo couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"A-level is different. There are two sets of evaluation criteria. One is combat power, which naturally deals with ten B-levels. Another set of evaluation methods involves rules."

"Rules involved?"

Chen Mo nodded and understood a little bit, just like the words of the bus's mourning obviously involved the rules.

"Yeah, it involves rules. Let me give you an example, and you will understand. There is a very pushy A-level knight in Hope City. He calls himself a sword master. His protection ability is that as long as he is cut to ten If you do that, then his opponent will be instantly killed."

"I understand a little bit, what about S-rank?"

Chen Mo said thoughtfully.

"There are too few s-level knights, and there is no big mouth like the ten-fencing swordsman, so I don't know."

Lysa shrugged helplessly.

"It looks like there are a lot of A-levels in the city."

Chen Mo licked his lips and thought about it.

"It's not too much. Anyway, apart from seeing these knights on TV and advertisements, I haven't actually seen them before."

Lysa answered solemnly.

You are an ordinary person, even if you are a thief, you dare not steal from those knights, naturally you will never meet these knights.

Chen Mo slandered in his heart, he was going to do something, to do research, to make magic weapons, obviously he would fight these knights.

If mana is sufficient, Chen Mo is not afraid at all, the problem lies in the lack of mana, although there are still some spirit stones, but they cannot withstand such consumption.

I have to do as the Romans do, master the protection ability of this world, and use magic to defeat magic.

But it is naturally impossible for Chen Mo to directly install the armor on himself. It is equivalent to installing a time bomb for himself.

After thinking for a long time, Chen Mo said, "Lysa, now there is an opportunity in front of you, which allows you to become an A-level knight, are you willing?"

When Lysa was asked by Chen Mo, she was stunned for a moment and remained silent for a long time.

She replied: "Then what is the price? Only three days to live like Drizzt?"

"That's naturally impossible. The price is very simple, that is, you have to work for me. I can't let my employees only work for three days. I have already thought of a good solution."

Chen Mo said this very sincerely.

After listening to what Chen Mo said, Lysa nodded and said, "Who doesn't want to be a master?"

"Very well, you stop first, then wait for me for a while and we'll start."

After finishing speaking, Chen Mo sat down cross-legged with a spirit stone in his hand and quickly recovered his mana, while simulating in his mind the process to be carried out at the moment.

Seeing this, Lysa immediately controlled the bus to pull over slowly.

After a long time, Chen Mo finally woke up from his trance, and it happened to be noon.

"Okay, let's get started."

Chen Mo said to Lysa.

Before Lysa could answer, "Gulu, Gulu." A symphony of hunger played in Lysa's stomach.

"Can I find some food first? I haven't eaten for more than a day. I'm afraid that if I fail, I'll be a hungry ghost."

Fortunately, the black and gray stains completely covered Lysa's face, and no one could see her face.

"Haha, don't worry, I'm pretty sure, but I really should let you eat first."

Chen Mo chuckled twice. Since he established his foundation, he has become less and less dependent on ordinary food, which made him not care so much about eating.

However, there is still a lot of food in his soul refining streamer, besides all kinds of meat and vegetables that need to be cooked, there are also various snacks.

Chen Mo took out some snacks that could fill his stomach and handed them to Lysa.

He took a bag of potato chips and ate it.

"Eat quickly, we are full, so we can start quickly."

　There are three more chapters to be added in the afternoon

　　
　
(End of this chapter)