Survival: From Lord of the Labyrinth to Lord of the Forbidden Zone

Chapter 87: Change.

I have to say that even if Nangong Nayue did not admit it verbally, in terms of action, she still had some verbal disgust, and spent a lot of effort to take care of the castle, so that there was only a male host.

The castle that does not care about these things has a little more warmth. The life index is soaring.

Even Wang Hao couldn’t fault it.

After all, no one feels repulsed if they are comfortable in life. Of course, the dervish is an exception, but unfortunately, Wang Hao is not.

The following days are more regular.

As an incomplete otherworld, Wang Hao’s labyrinth is always a blood moon hanging high, in the middle of eternal night, but it does not mean that there is no way to distinguish time.

According to the concentration of moonshine, morning, noon and evening, three stages, is still relatively clear.

In the morning, Nangong Nayue drank some milk, ate some breakfast, and began to study spells, and for his own heroes, Wang Hao would not hide anything, the huge and complex information sorted out from the core of the maze.

All shared with Nangong Nayue.

Most of them are things that aren’t of much use.

But for the excavation of the system, the distinction of spells, skills, talents, these more important things, Wang Hao gave Nangong Nayue without reservation, so she worked hard to cultivate every day.

Strive to transform your huge spell reserves into skill reserves, and some powerful skills into talents.

It’s not easy.

But now I can feel my progress every day compared to before. For Nangong Nayue, it was also a big encouragement.

Study spells in the morning, have lunch at noon, rest for a while, and the afternoon is experiments, spells or skills, involving extraordinary abilities, pure ideas, research is useless.

It takes practical application to be able to identify the shortcomings.

Wang Hao was pulled by Nangong Nayue and fought several times, the trickiness of the space spell was still expected, and several times, it made Wang Hao extremely embarrassed…

But fortunately, there was no loss.

In this process, with Nangong Nayue, the opponent, Wang Hao is not groping alone, the speed of progress is very amazing, and he understands the knowledge in the inheritance more thoroughly.

Spells that were originally still in the concept can now be used in actual combat.

And Nangong Nayue, who has always lost in battle, although he did not say anything, he was also secretly holding his breath, fantasizing that one day, he would hang Wang Hao up and fight!

The pace of progress is becoming more and more pronounced.

In the evening, the two summed up their own gains. The regularity of life is to the extreme…

Of course, it is a bit of an exaggeration to say this, when encountering a team of adventurers with good strength, Wang Hao will still pay attention, and in this lack of entertainment, this is also a few fun.

Nangong Nayue was also curious about this.

She is a witch, in the camp division of this world, she is born to belong to the maze camp, and is equally hostile to adventurers, although Nangong Nayue’s personality is biased towards order.

But at the end of the day, as a witch, she also has a bad personality. For watching a play, it is not excluded.

As for the dead… She is not a little girl, as a witch, she has not a lot of blood on her hands. Very indifferently.

“Recently shipped?”

In the maze world, as the master of the maze, there are two reserved programs, one is the daily card draw, the energy saved by the maze operation, by the lord of the maze, to the maze consciousness sacrifice, in exchange for some materials, treasures, and monsters.

Of course, it is random, in the system, the way of expression is to draw cards, but in reality, it is a sacrificial ritual.

Randomly, the Emperor of Europe flew into the sky, and the non-chieftains were all white cards.

Wang Hao, as an Asian, is neither European nor wrong, and has a talent for cheating, every time the card is drawn, the chance of shipment is still not small…. But… Just because you draw something good doesn’t mean it’s what you need.

Nor does it mean suitable.

Although the quality of the cards is very important, whether they can be controlled is also a problem.

“Most of it is repetitive stuff… It’s good, but not much useful….”

These things, there is nothing to hide.

Wang Hao answered Nangong Nayue’s question.

The normal Lord of the Labyrinth is ten times a day, while Wang Hao has twice the recovery speed of the Lord of the normal Labyrinth because of the core evolution, and the number of card draws per day is about twenty times.

Although the maze has lifted the level limit, it is no longer limited to white cards and green cards.

But in fact, the daily shipment probability is still touching, green cards account for the majority, blue cards occasionally, even after evolution, potential increase, not every card, there is that opportunity, can break the level limit.

On top of that, these cards are universally duplicated. What makes people shine is always a minority.

And the purple card above that, Wang Hao has never drawn, even if it is evolution, it has not evolved.

“This way…”

Nangong Nayue didn’t care, listening to Wang Hao say the principle of this, for this situation, she also understood that frequent and standard sacrifices, the probability of producing good things, is really not high.

Moreover, as the level of the maze increases, the increase in area is the greatest.

The demand for high-level cards is actually not large, on the contrary, the more low-level cards, the better.

After all, the monster race wants to expand, and there are casualties every day, although the natural reproduction rate is not slow, but if it is not replenished, it will not be fast, which is still without the participation of adventurers.

Otherwise, the losses are even greater.

But this kind of good day will not last long.

More and more adventurers are dying here, and the average level of strength of adventurers who dare to come here is also increasing, and the various props prepared are becoming more and more targeted.

Breaking through the maze zone is only a matter of time.

“Those adventurers, they really persevered…”

Thinking of adventurers, Nangong Nayue’s face is also a little jealous, the average level of human adventurers is not high, but as a witch born in humans, the blood clan, whether it is Wang Hao or Nangong Nayue, is very clear.

Under the huge base, there is no shortage of monster-level adventurers among humans. Those mediocre people are not qualified to reach the top.

Under the survivor bias, there are many strong people in human beings, which is the strength of them to become hegemons.

“…….”

Compared to Nangong Nayue, Wang Hao, who had adapted to the rules of this world, did not have too many worries, those humans were monster-level, but similarly, he, the master of the maze, was also a real monster.

In the same level, who is strong and who is weak, you have to fight to know. Compare that.

Wang Hao cares more about Nangong Nayue’s attitude!

From the lukewarm at the beginning, to now taking the initiative to give advice, the changes during this period can not be described as small, can not be described as unhappy…

Did Nangong figure it out that month?

No, this is the effect of the deed!

The subordination contract will gradually shift Nangong Nayue’s thoughts and positions to Wang Hao’s side over time…. This is also why, at the beginning, Wang Hao was not worried, Nangong Nayue was awkward.

Not to believe in her person, but to believe in the greatness of the labyrinth world.