The Trial Game of Life

Because he hadn't found the Secret Lake, everyone did not dare to rush forward and decided to take a break before starting.

Hemon and Hess skillfully ignited a bonfire, and the fire light dispelled a little mist, and everyone sat around the campfire. Tang Cuo naturally sat with Celtic, looking at his side of the barbeque, and suddenly asked, "Have you read the two books "Elven Sonnet" and "The Secret of the Lake"?"

"Huh?" Celtic thought for a while, and said, "I have read some sonnets, but I am not an artist. As for the "Secret of the Lake" you said, I haven't read it. Is it related to Secret Lake?"

These two books were read by Tang Cuo in the library of Yueyinzhi Magic School. He glanced briefly at that time, "The Elf Sonnet" is undoubtedly a hymn to the elves, and "The Secret of the Lake" talks about what happens when a human lives in a log cabin by the lake.

It was a miscellaneous note, it was very trivial to remember, and Tang Cuo couldn’t remember much. It only clearly remembered that the author’s pen name was l.

Now think about it carefully. The mysterious lake with no name described in the miscellaneous notes is much like the mysterious lake of the elven forest. Keyword fog.

Foggy forests, mysterious lakes, that man came here around the middle of summer each year and when autumn was approaching, and lived alone in a lakeside hut for a few days or half a month.

And the time now is exactly the end of summer and the beginning of autumn.

Even if the elves concealed the accident of the Secret Lake, there should be no need to lie about whether the Secret Lake has entered by foreigners. There have been a few people for thousands of years. Those people must not be ordinary people. Who will be the "l"?

Tang Cuo looked around for a week, and simply asked, “Elder Evans said that apart from us, only three foreigners have been to the Secret Lake for thousands of years. Do you know who it is?”

"Actually, I'm also a little curious." Dorn nodded kindly at Tangcuo. "Since we have all been here, we should know something about it."

Single eyelid man "Oh, are you too late to understand?"

Dorn frowned, trying to say something, but didn't open his mouth. He seemed to be afraid of people in the small windmill office. The Druid sitting opposite Tangcuo said in a timely manner, "Although our Druids have been friends with elves, we have never heard of any ancestors of the tribe who have been here. But I have heard people mention that, among humans, the Kingdom of Hundred Flowers The Duke of the White Knight family seems to have been to the Secret Lake."

Tangcuo "White Knight?"

"Haimeng" is the most powerful large aristocracy in the Baihua Kingdom except the king, the sharpest sword in the upper and lower kingdoms. They have trained three queens for the royal family, the white knight, also known as the queen of flowers, and the family badge is a White rose."

Hess "According to unreliable records, the White Knight family also has elven blood."

Heimeng "The Lord Duke visited the Secret Lake is reasonable."

Hess "but I don't know which duke it is."

Tang Cuo issued the question of "White Knight", but he was not totally ignorant. In the first second of hearing the word, he thought of the copy that Lin Yandong once described-the July Rose incident.

He said very clearly that Theodore's brother Edwin was the Duke of the White Knight family of the Kingdom of Flowers.

In other words, it was the ancestor of Theodore, the prince of a certain prince, who had visited the Secret Lake.

Thinking of this, Tang Cuo's hand on the waist hilt could not help but secretly rubbed and asked "What about the other two?"

The druid shook his head, and the two in the Montenegro office shook their heads, let alone those scattered adventurers. "Hiccup" a sudden wine hiccup broke into the ears of the people, and the dwarf Han Mo lifted up his pair of eyes, which were always slightly muddled by the alcohol, and said, "Don't you know the Ivy League? Bobo The one from Luodao has been there."

Single eyelid man "Who?"

Hammo "Of course the most powerful one."

The companion of the one-eyed man quickly said, "His Excellency Roger Reid?"

"It's not him." Hammo rolled his eyes. "I said the most powerful, that's the most powerful. It wasn't Roger Reid anyway!"

What is the specific name, the great dwarf craftsman can not remember.

All the members of the Ivy League suddenly showed their thoughts, but for a moment, Hemeng and Hess appeared, and tacitly said a name, "Augustin the founder."

Single eyelid male "Augustin is still alive? He has not appeared for more than a hundred years."

Celtic frowned, "No matter what your identity is, Lord Augustine is the founder of the Ivy League, and you should learn to respect it."

"Which word am I not respecting enough? Celtic, in what capacity are you talking to me? I'm--" The single-eyed man's face sneered, which made the Heimeng brothers frown.

The other two of the little windmill quickly grabbed their companions, "Hock, enough."

Hawk shut up reluctantly.

Heimeng cast a faint warning look, saying, "His Augustine is our eternal guide to the Ivy League, and no one should speculate on him."

Hess looked at the dwarf Hammo, hoping to get confirmation from him.

It is a pity that Hammo held the bottle and was so drunk that he fell asleep.

Most of Tang Cuo's attention was on Celtic. Celtic had almost nothing to say just now, and he was justified on Augustine's question. Tang Cuo was originally doubting his identity, but his move made people more suspicious and at the same time a little puzzled.

It was at this moment that an adventurer stood up in surprise, pointing in the direction behind Tang Cuo, "Look there! The fog has spread a little, is there a lake there?"

Everyone went through the past.

Dorn climbed the tree directly and climbed into the sky to see the good news for everyone. "It's really a lake! We will walk forward for a while!"

The earliest adventurers and companions discovered were thrilled. "It turned out to be nearby. If we just walked a little bit earlier, Bai waited so long."

"Yeah, but it's too late to go now. Without further ado, let's set off immediately."

"go!"

The Secret Lake is in sight, and no one wants to fall behind, all running towards the lake. Tang Cuo also moved quickly, grabbing Hammo's back collar and throwing the man onto Celtic's back, "I'm optimistic about him."

When the words fell, Tang Cuo had jumped out several steps. Celtic looked like a coolie, carrying the dwarf to the rear, but he could not resist the hegemony of the people.

At the edge of the lake, the lingering mist finally spread slightly, allowing everyone to spy on the corner of the secret lake. It was a huge black lake, the lake was rocky, and there was a faint creak in the deep fog.

"What's that voice?"

The visibility around is still not high. For the sake of caution, everyone decides to act collectively to avoid placing orders. Following the sound, walking forward along the lake, a short time later, a black giant came into view.

Heimeng "This is--"

Hess "Dwarf's Black Iron Forge!"

I saw a huge black furnace on the smoky lake. Below the furnace is an intricate metal bracket that extends to the bottom of the lake. Countless gears, large and small, and hundreds of densely packed, maintain the operation of the furnace. It is also like a waterwheel bringing water out of the lake and pouring it into the furnace.

The white mist rose from the furnace and spread to the whole lake, and then to the whole forest.

The crunch that everyone just heard was the sound of the gears turning.

"And there, is there still an alchemist colossus standing in that lake?!" Hawke said, unable to restrain his excitement and ran over. He was almost kneeling by the lake, looking at the steel giant who was half a body out of the water in disbelief, his mouth wide open for a long time.

His companion no longer cares about his gaffe, because it is really amazing.

The black iron furnace and the alchemy colossus are all things that exist in the dwarf legend. Although today's dwarves still have the most advanced forging technology, they have long lost their former glory.

The Black Mongolian brothers looked at Hammo subconsciously, but the dwarf, who had a big heart, was lying on Celtic's back and slept with a dazzling Harald.

Donne didn’t know anything about the dwarves. After looking at Celtic and Hammo, he took the initiative to come to Tangcuo and said, “It seems that the third foreigner who has been to Secret Lake should be a dwarf. Senior, what do you think?"

Tangcuo "maybe."

Dornfu looked again at the black iron furnace that was still fogging out, and said, "The accident of the Secret Lake should be in this furnace. There is a problem with the furnace, so the mist of the Secret Lake is getting thicker and thicker."

Heimeng "What you said makes sense."

Hess "but it must not be the whole truth."

The brothers are still saying the same thing to me. The two druids also came over and said, "It's weird that the elven's secret lake contains a dwarf black iron furnace."

It's really strange.

Tang Cuo frowned slightly as he looked at the furnace that was constantly misting. It is logical, but unreasonable, that the furnace has changed and the Mysterious Lake is shrouded in dense fog. Elves are races that worship the gods of nature. How can these artificially made things be placed in their birthplace?

Looking around, there are no cabins by the lake. Has it been demolished, or is it on the other side of the lake where Tangcuo did not go, or is it not the Secret Lake?

"Ah---" A scream interrupted Tang Cuo's thoughts, and at the same time the sound of falling water rang. Tang Cuo rushed to her heart, but only a few strands of hair were visible on the lake.

The water, like boiled hot water, was bubbling with bubbles, and the person sank without falling a few times. Finally, his hair was no longer visible.

"Sam!"

"Sam!"

His companion shouted repeatedly, but did not dare to go into the water to save people. The accident happened so fast that some people didn't respond and froze by the lake.

In the blink of an eye, the lake had returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

"God, this is not lake water, it's man-eating magma!" One man stepped back, scared to continue standing by the lake.

"Let's go quickly, as long as we report the situation here to the elves, they will not embarrass us, right? There is no danger in saying anything, this is dead!"

"Dwarf, **** dwarf, why didn't he wake up?"

"This is something of their dwarf family, maybe he's playing ghost!"

For a while, everything was said.

Tang Cuo looked calm, and Yu Guang noticed Celtic, and he didn't notice anything on his face. The one named Sam wanted to get close to the alchemy colossus so he jumped into the lake actively, and for the time being, he didn't see anything stupid.

Dorn proposed to return, although he did not come with Sam, but everyone is an adventurer, and it is inevitable that the rabbit will die.

The three members of the small windmill harbor immediately objected, "Finally, I arrived at the Secret Lake and didn't investigate it. How can I go back? Moreover, the reason why the man named Sam died because of his greed has nothing to do with us."

"You!" Sam's companion's eyes widened in anger.

Donne stopped the man and looked at Tang Cuo and Heimeng Brothers with a sullen face, "How many do you say?"

Unexpectedly, the Hemeng brothers who appeared calm and calm tended to stay and continue to investigate. Tang Cuo didn't speak, his eyes swept over several people.

One thing is clear.

The small windmill harbour is tens of thousands of miles away from the forest of the elves, but it happened here by coincidence. Now that he refuses to leave, he must have a picture.

"It's not that we don't want to leave, but we can't get out now." Tang Cuo said, walking to Han Mo and pushing hard, Han Mo still didn't wake up.

This sleep is too heavy.

The drunken dwarf, the black iron furnace and the alchemy colossus, the disappeared log cabin, and the weird lake seemed to point to an incredible guess.

On the other side, Jin Cheng is still looking at the sky at the bottom of the cliff-how to get up after coming down, this is a problem.

Time rolled back to last night.

Jin Cheng jumped off the cliff before the elf guard found him. With Jin Cheng's ability, jumping off the cliff is a matter of course. When he reached the bottom, he dropped most of the blood and drank a bottle of medicine.

The bottom of the cliff is rugged and has no root grass.

Jin Cheng took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood rubbed from his hand. While walking, he shouted the name mentioned in the task. He walked in a hurry. If he didn't know it, he thought he would come to the cliff for a day trip.

"McCoone?"

"Where are you staying with?"

"Hear a squeak."

"squeak!"

"Yo."

Jin Cheng didn't expect the other party to really give him a squeak, the voice still came from the bottom of his feet. Looking down, it was really a big fat mouse.

Become fine.

"McCoone?"

"Squeak!"

The mouse wriggled frantically because its tail was trampled by Jin Cheng. Jin Cheng simply grabbed the tail and lifted it upside down, carefully looked at it, "If you tell me you are McCain, you will be chopped."

The mouse shivered with fright, and mung bean eyes were watery.

Jin Chengle, the system is really **** talent, tell him to jump off the cliff to save a mouse? Is this a rat king or an ear?

wrong.

Jin Cheng tugged at the ears of the mouse and suddenly noticed a hint of magic. Wouldn't this unlucky guy be cast a curse? The left leg seems to have been broken with blood, and it is also likely to fall from above.

"Are you human? Just squeak."

"squeak!!!"

After getting a definite answer, Jin Cheng thought carefully while touching his chin. In this western fantasy world, who is the best at transforming?

Druid?