mage's dating rules

Chapter 333 The Myconid’s Song
"Disaster." Wang touched his chin, "Someone wants to attack you?"

The myconids did not shake their heads. After all, they had no necks, but they waved their hands gently: "Monsters."

Wang frowned, took out his notebook and quickly drew a creature that Ragnola had "blessed" and showed it to the myconid.

Xiaobai admired: "It looks quite similar. Do you still have this skill?"

Wang: "I practiced drawing engineering drawings. Don't interrupt, I'm asking about something important."

The myconid originally opened its mouth, but when the king said, "Don't interrupt," it slowly closed it again.

Wang: "Please tell me, you can tell me!"

Myconid: "That's it."

Wang nodded: "That's right. Tell us where the monster comes from, and we will find the source of the monster."

The myconid was about to move the corpse on the ground, but stopped when it heard what the king said.

These vegetative eyes were mixed with the moth eyes on the epidermis, and it was impossible to tell where they were looking, but Wang always felt that their eyes were focused on him.

Suddenly, the leading old tree made a singing sound.

king:"??"

The other myconids echoed it and began a grand chorus.

Wang: "...What's going on?"

Marika: "Myconids don't have emotions in the usual sense. When they want to express emotions, they use this method. This is similar to Furulu's use of colors to express emotions."

Wang: "Oh~Waltz~Let's all enjoy the music!"

The old trees ignored the king and just used melody to express their emotions.

Nini listened for a few seconds and said, "They are expressing gratitude."

Wang: "Can you hear it?"

Flint said, "She is an elf, and all elves have musical abilities."

As soon as the dwarf finished speaking, a small tear suddenly fell from the corner of Xiaobai's eyes.

The king was shocked: "Isn't that true?"

Xiaobai wiped his face with his hands: "It's not that bad, I was just touched."

Flint: "It's... not surprising. In order to interact with nature, druids have extremely high perception. There is a saying that when the wind blows through the woods, the sound is like the woods singing."

Everyone looked at the dwarf.

"What?" The dwarf looked confused.

Wang: "Kailin is the god of wine and pleasure, regardless of poetry, right? Although he is indeed regarded by many bards as their patron god."

"Couldn't I have learned something while traveling with the bard?"

At this time, the myconids' chorus ended, and the one who had just started said: "Myconids, welcome, friends."

Wang: "You're welcome, but we are not going to eliminate the source of these monsters for you. We are a salvation team, traveling to save the world. We believe that these monsters are the work of the mastermind behind the destruction of the world.

"If they are not destroyed, these monsters will lure an evil being called Ragnola to land in Gralia."

The leading myconid looked back at his companions. At this time, Wang discovered that there was a large piece of yellow moss on its "back head" - probably the back of its head, which looked like it was wearing a yellow hat.

He frowned keenly: "Your... skin looks a little bit problematic. Is this normal??"

Yellow Hat Myconid: "No, normal. Monsters appear and we become ugly."

Xiaobai and Nini both frowned, but Wang told them with his eyes not to complain and to hold it in.Wang actually understood them quite well, because myconids were inherently ugly based on the aesthetics of surface creatures.

Wang: "None of the monsters we encountered before have infected other people. If they could have infected us, we would have been infected long ago. Can you give us some of this ugly skin? We will study it when we go back."

Marika frowned and looked at Wang as if she had something to say.

Apparently she had something to say that the myconids couldn't hear.

After Wang realized this, he winked at Franka.

Furu sniffed away Marika's evil thoughts, and then told Wang telepathically: "Marika was thinking that if this kind of skin makes the myconids turn into monsters, she would slaughter all the myconid villages and set everything on fire. "

Wang frowned. To be honest, he couldn't bear to do something to the friendly creature that just expressed his gratitude with a song.It feels like a prince slaughtering a city to stop the plague.

However, if there is really no other way, he cannot rule out using this extreme method.But now is not the time.

Wang: "We have treated lizard people with epidermal lesions before, and this situation is still within the scope of what we can handle. That time the lizard people were poisoned by the medicine used by the witch doctor. The situation may be similar this time. Once it’s clear, it can be treated.”

The king paused and reminded the myconid: "By the way, don't use healing spells on these 'traces', it's useless."

The myconid raised his hand and made a bending motion.

When Wang frowned, Marika explained: "This is their nod action. This set of actions is said to be specially developed for communicating with other races."

"Hey, that's pretty awesome." Xiaobai said, "Maybe he's smarter than Big Bobo."

As soon as he finished speaking, the myconid began to sing again.

Wang: "Well, I'm sorry to interrupt you to express your gratitude, but... can you first tell us where the source of the monster is?"

Myconid: "We will use our songs to guide you to find the places where evil thrives."

Wang: "Guided by singing?"

He looked at Mallika.

The drow shook his head: "Although I have basic knowledge about myconids, our understanding of myconids does not go as far as this. In fact, we drow generally do not take the initiative to cause trouble for myconids. After all, they are very bulky. Very slow. Very inefficient as a slave."

Is it because of low efficiency...

Marika: "In addition, we have no need to purchase goods from the myconids, and there is basically no communication. The knowledge I have has been gradually accumulated over several generations."

Wang: "Okay, then this time you can try to see what singing guidance is about, and you can even go back to the world of drow elves to revise the myconid entries in your textbook."

Marika smiled: "I probably will never be able to touch Brian again in my life, so the world of drow elves should continue to be kept in the dark."

Wang: "Okay. But I have to write this out and submit it to the academic journal to see if it can be included in this year's yearbook. I can earn some points and use them for upgrade materials in the future."

At this time, the myconid asked: "Are you going now?"

Wang hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, no, we need to recover our spell slots first. Physics professions also use a lot of physical energy, and they need to replenish sugar and rest. We need to be prepared tomorrow before we can deal with your big worries."

The myconid seemed to be in a good mood, humming again, and then continued to do what he originally wanted to do: pick up the corpse on the ground.

He picked up a few corpses and then thought of something. He turned to the king and said, "Adventurer, reward."

Wang: "We are a rescue team, and we are supposed to destroy these monsters."

The old tree - well, it was actually a mushroom that looked like an old tree - was silent for a few seconds and said, "We also want to save the world. Let's be part of it. But first, destroy the monsters."

Wang: "Okay. Of course it's good to be paid, but saving the world also costs money."

　Next chapter is being generated.It was mainly a typhoon and heavy rain, so it was late to go home.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)