Spellmaster’s Manual

2021-06-07

  Chapter 14 Miracle Chip   zi!    "WARNING: You are exporting excessive kinetic energy to citizens This is prohibited!"

Before Ash didn't call for it, his vision suddenly jumped out of the light curtain, red's warning message flashed across his pupils like a waterfall, and the sharp alarm sound like a scream didn't stop at him. The echo in his ears instantly shocked him.

What's going on?

Invaded by a virus?

But I'm new here and haven't been on mysterious website yet! ?

His body was instantly stiff and completely unable to move, and he didn't regain control until three seconds later.

"It looks like Ash, you're happy with your life at Broken Lake Prison, then I won't bother you."

Igor moved the fist that was almost touching the tip of his nose. Open, said with a smile: "By the way, Ash, your weak fist is cute."

Other prisoners in the hall glanced at them, including the guards who seemed to be paying attention for the time being The force was placed on them from the light curtain, but everyone quickly looked away, as if it was just a trivial incident not worth mentioning.

Seeing Igor's back disappearing into the tunnel, Ash looked down at his fist, full of doubts.

"What's surprising, it's not that the miracle chip in the back of your neck detects that you're trying to attack someone, sending out neural currents that temporarily control your body, making your attack ineffective." Sword Princess said: "This technology has a wide range of applications in animal husbandry besides prisons, but it seems that it is more practical to use on people."

"Then why did you let me beat him?"

"Although combat is prohibited here to restrict mana, there are still many small actions that can be done."

Sword Princess Yoyo said: "For example, using spell to sign a contract - if I read correctly, just now That man has a bit of veela bloodline, and the veela is the easiest and easiest race to master the psychic faction... If you respond to his request, shake his hand and sign a contract, you will become a 'mutual help friend relationship' with him. "

"However, this is just a relationship where you have to help him. Whether he helps you or not depends on your mood. Well, in the eyes of the spiritual spellmaster, there is no difference between a friend and a slave."

Ash understands, if he really shook hands with Igor just now, it would be equivalent to becoming an employee of Igor, maybe even an intern employee.

The foreign world is so despicable that you don't even have to sign a labor contract.

Ash looked around at the other prisoners: "No one can't see you?"

"You can continue to talk to me like this, as long as you don't mind other people's neurotic eyes and attitudes Disgusting and staying away from you." Sword Princess: "Although I would rather listen to your dog's mouth spit out ivory than listen to the trash talk in your heart, people have to bow their heads under the eaves."

Ash understand Now, he took a serious look at Sword Princess: "So, you are really Battle Sword Princess?"

"Yes, I am Battle Sword Princess." Sword Princess bored against the wall and said: " It's you, Viewer, if I didn't see it with my own eyes, I really didn't expect you to end up in such a place... Do you mind if I laugh at you?"

"I do, but why do you Are you not wearing the clothes on the lithograph?"

"Aren't you also wearing this deluxe version of the classic prisoner suit of Broken Lake Prison?" Sword Princess rolled the eyes: "You follow the lithograph yourself. I don’t look the same, but you’re embarrassed to talk about me? I’m a girl, do you expect me to show up every day all wearing a set of clothes that I don’t change?”

Because Sword Princess really makes sense, Ash was persuaded by her.

But he obviously didn't care about these details, and looked at Sword Princess expectantly: "Sword Princess A dream, since you are here, help me escape from this prison!"

"I refuse."

"Huh?"

"Why should I help you escape from here?" Sword Princess said lazily: "There are some to live and some to eat here. Isn't it quite suitable for a waste like you? Why do you always want to escape? It may be worse outside than here, you are obediently and honestly retiring early, living your yearn for something even in dreams Isn't life pretty good too?"

"But I have a big pot on my back, and I'm going to participate in the Blood Moon Trial in a few days. This thing definitely doesn't sound like I'm going to a buffet! ?"

"Oh, Blood Moon Trial..." Sword Princess looked thoughtful nodded: "hehe, then I don't want to help you escape."

Ash His mentality was about to collapse, he thought he could finally hug his thighs, didn't expect the stockings on his thighs to be so slippery, he couldn't hold them: "You can't do this, I'm your—"

"My what?" Sword Princess's eyes suddenly sharpened, extending the hand fiercely poking Ash's forehead: "What do you want to say? What do you want to say, what are you mine? Huh? Huh? Huh?"

Every time she pokes, Ash takes a step back, until Ash hits the bench and sits down, leaning back to avoid Sword Princess' fingers, fiercely stabbed in the forehead by her. She leaned down, their noses met, their eyes met, and Ash saw his own reflection in her reddish pupils.

"Are you trying to say that you are my-master?" She coldly said, "hehe, do you want to hear me shout more, so that the yellow waste in your mind will be more How many materials can you learn from?"

Ash calmed down instead: "What's wrong with this? You're just a virtual character in the game, and I'm the player of the game. If I die, you naturally will too. It won't continue to exist. Since this bond exists, why can't you help me?"

When she heard the word 'bond', Sword Princess was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and her fur instantly exploded. , the pupils were bloodshot, and the expression became gloomy and terrifying.

Ash was taken aback, but instead of flinching, he sat up straight, forcing Sword Princess to back up: "Battle Sword Princess, I am not your master, but equally I am not your servant. If You can't even treat yourself as an equal, then you might as well go back to the game and be your data stream."

Sword Princess's mountain-like chest kept heaving, showing that she was in a very uneasy mood. Just when Ash thought she was going to kill herself with a pink fist, she suddenly smiled: "A virtual character? You're actually right, I'm really just an illusory miss... But, Viewer, you better remember you today. Said this remark."

"You are not my master." Sword Princess said word by word, "Never."

Ash: "I promise."

"You swear that a liar will lose his face, and it will not change for ten thousand years."

Although I don't know why Sword Princess is so persistent, Ash does not have that. Thinking of worldly desires, he said calmly: "I swear, people who lie will lose their face, and they will not change for ten thousand years."

Sword Princess seemed completely relieved, turned and left: "Let's go. , talk while walking."

"Where to?" Ash suddenly stiffened.

"Go to the restaurant, aren't you going to have breakfast?"

"The escape from prison..."

"To be honest, I It's not that I don't want to help you, but I can't help you." Sword Princess said: "As you can see, other than you, no one can see or touch me. I have no ability to affect the material world, how can I help you? Prison escape."

Ash was disappointed: "Then why are you here? Showing off your new skin?"

"Didn't you say it yourself? Fetters. "Sword Princess said: "I'm here to pass on the 30% shared experience to you."

"Okay!" Ash was overjoyed: "Come on, I'm ready!"

"Prepare for a fart." Sword Princess twitched his lips: "Do you really think there is that kind of 'bringing' and then you have mastered the miracle of my sword technique experience? I want to dream that you lie in bed and then Do it!"

"Then how do you pass it on to me?"

"It's very simple, you go to someone to fight, I will transmit the experience when you fight, let you naturally Get a lot of experience in combat."

"No problem!"

While speaking, they've come to the restaurant.

Similar to an ordinary dining hall, they all have fixed seats. As soon as Ash came in, he saw an excellent target for a fight: bald, tattooed, brawny man, muscles, scars on his face, just a look. A serial killer pervert who came in killing hundreds of people.

He strode over, pretending to accidentally bump into bald robust man's glass, a full glass of milk tipped down, pouring bald robust man's shoes full of white juice!    "Ah." Ash said casually, "sorry."

bald robust man glanced up at him, slapped the table so hard that the whole table vibrated and seemed to be standing Get up and fight Ash!

Ash swallowed, and when he was about to start his first rookie fight, he saw bald robust man take out a tissue from his pocket and squat down to wipe his shoes.

"Then remember to walk carefully, today's milk is good, highly recommended." bald robust man said to Ash, who was stunned.

(End of this chapter)