The Dean Has Arrived

The long experience of copying has made Xiwei develop the habit of searching. Every time he enters a copy, he will always habitually explore every place where items may be hidden, and all the things that can be brought out of the copy or exchanged for resources are all in one volume. And empty.

It is true that this habit of equating with a cheap hand has added to his death record a lot of unglamorous methods of death, but it has also made him quite rich.

Especially in some plot copies, it is this low-handed habit that often finally allows him to successfully pass the level.

This time is no exception.

Although the magic destroyer has fallen, because the sand dunes are mostly sand below it, and some protection may have been activated when it fell, the entire hull is only slightly deformed, and most places can still be entered.

So Xiwei groped through room by room step by step.

"Blankets, clothes and unwashed socks, is this the crew’s living quarters...well, why are there dentures here? And there are vegetable leaves on them?!"

While making a fuss and searching for various plot items that might be used, Xiwei secretly screened the remaining rooms in his head, guessing where the plot is most likely to trigger.

Suddenly he saw a folded photo frame on the table.

Naturally, this world does not have something as high-end as a camera. Although there is a spell called'mapping', the cost of casting materials for this kind of magical imaging is slightly higher, and it does not have much effect by itself, so it has long been on the verge of Lost... and the magical technology level in this dungeon is far beyond the level of the outside world. It is estimated that magical imaging and other things are almost as popular as cameras on earth.

With this conjecture.He picked up the picture frame.

In the frame is a piece of white paper with a texture similar to canvas, with portraits of four boys on it, with their shoulders on their backs and sunny smiles on their faces.

Xiwei found that she had an impression of those four faces, and she always felt as if she had seen them somewhere.

After looking carefully for a while, he suddenly woke up, these four faces from left to right are not exactly the brothers Skarsa, Katz and Flig!It's just that the four people on the canvas looked too young. They were only fourteen or five years old, so they didn't recognize them all at once.

Xiwei looked at the four bright smiles from the heart above, for some reason, there was an unspeakable feeling in his heart.

At this time.He suddenly noticed.This canvas seems to be slightly raised.

Realizing the reason, he immediately buckled the canvas out of the frame, and as a result, there was another piece of paper full of lines hidden behind the canvas.

After looking at it for a few seconds, Xiwei concluded that it should be a map, but didn't know where it was-it wasn't on the ship anyway.

Tuck the map and canvas into your pocket.He just left this place that might be the bedroom of Kazi.Go to the next room.

So searched for a long time.But after no big gains, Xiwei finally came to the place in the ship where the plot is most likely to start-under the specialized glass rear deck.

Here is a small square with many tables and chairs.The bright sky light is projected down from the upper glass deck, making it completely unnecessary to worry about lighting.

In a sense, the location here is better than the deck, so banquets and other gatherings on the ship are basically held here.

The only downside is that even the largest room on the ship is still slightly smaller than the deck.

The moment Xiwei stepped into this place, a new scene flashed in his mind.

The three people fell to the ground like a windmill, and each of them was covered with scars. Blood gurgled from the wounds and stained the brown floor red.

As far as normal people are concerned, suffering such a serious injury, unless there are powerful priests and priests around, or have holy water, Xiwei's life medicine, etc., it is equivalent to having been sentenced to death.

"Why hinder me... It's obviously a little..." Brother Flegger said vaguely with blood from the corners of his mouth: "Just a little bit, I will be able to resurrect my mother... My brother's death was not in vain... Why don’t you guys understand... I just want to hear her voice and see her look..."

"Aisha...Aisha..." Skasar also described lying down miserably on the ground, his wand was broken into several pieces, scattered in front of him, and many joints on his body were bent in strange directions. His eyes murmured blankly: "I can't hear your voice... Aisha Aisha... have you come to pick me up..."

"Sure enough, in the end, I was still no match for you." In contrast, Kaze showed a refreshing expression of relief: "The talent is really terrible... I don't know when it started, you have been far away Open me...I just hope that one day, I can stand next to you again..."

Family affection, love, and friendship, the pursuit of feelings, I don't know when they start to become distorted, and then they disagree and can no longer meet.

At the end of the plot, Xiwei opened his eyes again, and what appeared in front of him was the last fragment of the Door of Truth floating in the middle of the room, and a burly monster.

The monster is more than three meters high, and it can barely be regarded as a human shape, but its figure is completely composed of meat from the knot to the deformity. In addition, there are only three granules in the place where it should be the head.

At the moment Xiwei hesitated, one of the granulation sprouts squirmed and grew, and finally turned into a mass of sarcoma.

The sarcoma split laterally from it, and green pus splashed out from it, finally forming a mouth-like hole.

Immediately afterwards, the sarcoma uttered a series of unpleasant sounds intertwined with adult roars, baby crying, and beast roars.

"Mom... I really want to see you again..."

With these words, the humanoid monster began to destroy frantically.

The wooden tables and chairs were easily turned into pieces, and even Xiwei had to avoid the edge for a while.

Just when Xiwei was considering whether to kill the monster with a miracle, the first granulation immediately withered, and then the second granulation repeated the growth process of the first granulation. The only difference was that I don't know if I can count the words spit out in the mouth.

"Aisha...I'm sorry...I love you..."

If the task is to collect three pieces of the gate of truth, then it should be over here, and it doesn't matter if you spend your last chance to perform a miracle.

But for some reason, Xiwei always has a kind of thing that if used here, then he will not be able to successfully pass this copy in a real sense.

So he took a deep breath and took two steps back.

At this moment, the monster had already clenched his fists and smashed it down at the only intact existence in the room except itself, that is, Xiwei!

Xiwei unhurriedly pulled away the magic carpet behind him, and the magic carpet unfolded obediently, blocking him and the monster like a shield, and ate it abruptly. Smashed!

At this time, the last granulation has already grown.

"We...friends...forever..."

Compared with the sarcoma heads formed by the other two granulation shoots, this head is obviously more ignorant when speaking upside down.

Even if the magic carpet had been opened for protection, Xiwei was still smashed to the ground by the opponent and retreated.

It can't go on like this!

Xiwei's face shrank, and he rolled up the magic carpet and ran away regardless of his injury.

The monster wanted to chase, but ran back without chasing far, continuing to guard the fragments of the gate of truth.

"The limit is less than fifty meters... if you shoot from a long distance..."

Xiwei tried to sniper the opponent with magic from that distance.

Unfortunately, although the spell can be used to stabilize the magic and reduce the impact of the injury on the shooting, it is extremely easy to be found.

"A powerful trick that is not easy to evade..." Xiwei calculated the remaining magic power in his body and the success rate of casting spells, and then immediately had a goal in his heart.

He took the wand that he had searched from his back. Although the quality of the wand was mediocre, it was a good effect to reduce the consumption of mana when casting the spell.

"I thought I wouldn't use that trick again..."

He set up his posture, squeezing the magic power that was not there, and then a light spot appeared in front of everyone...

"Hui Yao cracked!" (To be continued...)