Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 321 An unexpected gain
After watching Collins leave, Heine also breathed a sigh of relief.

It can be considered that this guy was deceived.

He originally thought about changing Huihui's identity and directly sleeping with Collins.

But then I thought about it and realized that I had saved Ian and the others, and this guy was definitely going to be exposed.

A professor-level double agent is certainly cool, but it is too difficult to make him exist reasonably. It would be easier to just tell Velitas that there is a mole among them.

He remembered that Teacher Xia said two names at that time.

So there was this rearrangement.

As for Stull, Heine wanted to turn him against himself, get him to work cooperatively, just like Simon did, and then arrange for Megumin to help him.

Taking a step back, he can also be Megumin's alternative identity.

But Stuer obviously had no intention of giving himself a chance.

"Don't say that, it's just an ignorant child shouting for fun. This is actually an integrated version of the archer training skills of the dwarves, elves, and Zanluo people."

Every grass, flower and tree here is full of life.

Then Heine himself can only be the second and fifth son.

Linumu is the fifth-level strongman who carries Dylan's undead creature costume as the mysterious man.

She dreamed of her carefree childhood, where there were even more blue skies and green grass than then, and there was a gentle breeze blowing by her ears.

This feeling is especially strong after a good night's sleep.

After Hui Yue finished the introduction, there was a somewhat embarrassed expression on his face.

This also affects the quality of life of the elves to a certain extent.

But it really comes from the laughter in the wind.

It’s not like he’s never done it before.

This is not the nightmarish whisper of torture that rangers talk about.

I fall asleep with fear at night and feel depressed during the day, day after day and year after year.

"Yes, this whole set of training methods is called the 'Sa style training method'."

It's too straightforward.

Because the founder of this training was standing next to them with a bright "Thanatos is a pig".

Although I have been mentally prepared for it.

Hence the night elves.

When he returned to the stronghold, he saw Linumu, Todd and others waiting here.

It was as if every time I fell into a dream, part of my soul was taken away by the long dream.

After all, it is the headquarters of the Necromancer, which makes sense.

But when she actually entered McCalla, Renee realized the difference here for the first time.

But since the emergence of the Blight, most elves' dreams have been filled with depression and nihilistic emotions.

It’s not that this slogan is bad, it’s just a bit...

Of course, he could not prove or falsify, he could only choose to believe his reasonable guess.

And Collins had never thought of cultivating a hidden line. His strong disdain for Stuhl was undisguised.

While Heine was busy here, on the other side, Renee was taking her own one-day trip to McCalla.

But in this case, he would have to seize the time to learn soul disguise.

With the "key information" given to him by Collins, Heine summoned the ghost horse and flew towards the stronghold.

It was like a clear stream soaking into her almost dry dream.

Therefore, Heine judged that Ashes Frontline had channels for producing mirrors.

Renee doesn't know much about the daily training of other races...

Collins had time to master the Soul Disguise before he arrived at the Ashes Front and then went to Zlaw Bank to retrieve the notebook.

If these were just her personal experiences, then everything she saw in this place called the "Forest Shooting Range" completely subverted her understanding.

Collins left clean and didn't mention the mirror.

Seeing the eldest sister looking at him, Mr. Sa thought she wanted him to introduce himself, so he took the initiative and said:

……

His perception is not as cold as the Necromancer, which is why Collins mistakenly thought that he was a "new school of Necromancer" created by the Shadow Temple behind the scenes.

This is Heine's biggest asset in using information gaps to cause trouble.

Elves are a race with a high degree of affinity with nature, so their dreams are more or less affected by local natural life.

"Is this the daily training of an average hunter in McCalla?" she murmured.

Renee hadn't experienced such a sweet dream in a long time.

But she understood that no matter which race, it was impossible to emphasize basic exercises like this.

The elves, half-elves, and human shooters in front of them, whether they were shooting on the move, avoiding obstacles, or shooting in small groups, were only practicing the most basic strong wind arrows and tactical retreat, that is, jumping back.

This was completely different from the rangers in her impression.

If Mr. Sa knew what she was thinking, he would seriously correct her mistakes:

——"Hit and run is the essence that a hunter must master in his life, and it is also the core advantage that differentiates hunters from other long-range stand-up players!"

Renee: "Don't you need to sit down and listen to the wind?"

she asked somewhat puzzledly.

Mr. Sa: "No need, why are you listening to that thing?" Renee: "But if you don't pray and cultivate rapport, why would the wind lend you its power?"

Mr. Sa couldn’t stand it any longer:
"What kind of housewive idea do you have? Only when your husband is comfortable can you have money to spend. Can't you just rely on yourself?"

This time it was Renee's turn to wonder, what is a housewife?

She looked at Hui Yue, who also looked confused.

Is this a newly coined word?

Mr. Sa scratched his head.

——Is my version too advanced?

So he changed his words:

"Once your fifth-level transcendent is promoted, you will be able to gain the skills and experience of controlling energy from your predecessors. Although this is a shortcut, it will also greatly weaken the fun of becoming stronger."

"As an extraordinary person, it's okay to listen to the wind occasionally, but once you do it all the time, you lose the ability to derive pleasure from becoming stronger, and you are basically a waste."

These words are based on the strong strength shown by Mr. Sa.

So even though Renee was not a ranger, she still felt that there was some truth in what the other party said.

The reason why elves are rich in artists is related to the fact that almost every elf has been fighting against nothingness throughout his life.

The works of elven artists are especially popular in Velitas, and many myths of wealth have been born as a result.

But this also creates a classic paradox.

When the first elf painting titled "The Exhausted Me" sold for a sky-high price in Velitas, someone from Velitas came to visit and spent a large sum of money to invite the master to come to Velitas. Sri Lanka "mass-produces" this kind of art.

Then they were surprised to find that the painter quickly got lost in Velitas's life full of new things. He did not write a painting for seventy years and survived two generations of investors.

Later, when the painter picked up his painting brush again to make a living, he could not regain the original feeling.

This incident was once reduced to a joke.

Thinking about it now, the painter lost himself in enjoyment, lost the ability to draw inspiration from "pain", and finally became a useless person.

Renee couldn't help but ask: "Then when they advance to level five in the future..."

"You don't have to worry about this." Hui Yue explained: "We will get the answer at the next stop."

"Don't you want to watch the confrontation training in the afternoon?"

Mr. Sa was a little disappointed. He also planned to show them his awesome young man.

"No, no, no..."

Hui Yue glanced at the words above his head and just wanted to escape from here.

It's so embarrassing.

...

When Renee returned to the Lord's Mansion, Ian's "surgery" had just ended.

The third princess was surprised to find that the dwarf totem master made her feel less heavy than at first.

It was as if a heavy burden had been lifted off him, and his steps became much lighter.

"It seems that you have gained a lot." Ian joked: "I suggest you let the ranger come to receive 'treatment', it will be good for him."

Renee pursed her lips and said nothing.

Although she was not a fanatical believer, she also understood that her guard could not simply accept treatment like Ian.

Ian alone can almost represent the weak Temple of the Earth Mother today.

In other words, it is up to him to examine himself whether his faith is pious or not.

However, the power of religious law enforcement in the three major forests is always in the hands of the Council of Elders.

Even though Mr. Sa's words were so fantastic, she saw another way, but she didn't dare to try it rashly.

Once the Council of Elders discovered that she had an "unsociable" fifth-level ranger under her command, the Mercury Royal Family would not be able to protect her.

While the two were chatting, a young man walked out of the house with the help of a servant.

This is none other than Lord George who was possessed by Megumin.

"Welcome you two, you will be the first visitors to this world."

she smiled.

"The other world?" Ian was slightly moved: "You mean, what really makes McCalla completely different from the outside world?"

"Yes."

Megumin nodded.

Neither of them had any doubts about the human lord in front of them, nor did they connect him with the "evil spirit" they had met yesterday.

Megumin cleared her throat and said softly to the flower pot, "We have guests."

Within a few seconds, Lou Dun walked out from the corner.

Because the Lich Milton was being "purified" and would wake up sooner or later, he simply changed his appearance to avoid misunderstanding.

As for the shape of the face, Loulton drew it from the dream he had when he first came to "Kitler Farm".

In that dream, his past memories recovered a little, so much so that he changed the otherworld corresponding to the farm into an alfalfa forest.

The same goes for this face, which also comes from those vague memories and is a subconscious behavior.

However, when he appeared with a face that he didn't know whose it was, the third princess suddenly screamed:

"Father...Father?"

(End of this chapter)