The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

At this point, if Roland returns to the Forest of Dreams across the Strait, I'm afraid he won't be able to recognize it anymore. After all, there's been a lot of change there.

The trees that go straight into the sky are getting higher and higher, and there are more and more strangely shaped green plants, but the biggest change is not “natural”.

“Ha, I got another mutant zombie today. Ten points! ”

“Lucky, but the amount of secondary strength fruit this month seems to be only three. If we don't hurry, we won't be able to redeem it. We'll have to wait another month. ”

“Only three? When I saw five more yesterday, it was only the tenth, how so fast.

“Well, the Blast Bears are back, and they redeemed their captain and main shield fighters. What an envy. ”

“Damn, I'm going to hurry, I'm 200 points away, or I'm going to wait another month. ”

If you're looking for something different than two months ago, I'm afraid the most obvious thing is that this place has become very popular, and this is no longer a gathering place for the Woodlings.

When the flyers on the exchange list were posted in national associations of adventurers, the appalling natural disaster of the dead could not frighten the adventurers of those deaths, and the temporary bungalows had been filled with people, and tents had been erected between the woodlands, with hundreds of people entering the forest every day by sea.

Seeing how popular it is, first adventurers have even set up taverns and hotels with the help of local residents, started doing business, mercenaries and associations of adventurers have started their own daily business, and the houses of blacksmith shops and alchemy laboratories have been completed and are about to be put into use.

When the Rain Night City was attacked by the Death Spirit, in order to relieve the pressure of the Front Line, the Adventurers of Dream Forest were also recognized by Bayer, and killing the Dead Spirit here not only earned justice points, but also bounty from the official Bayer.

With two earnings per worker, Dream Forest also offers a treasure that enhances basic attributes and attracts countless strong people to earn points here.

And the spirits were angry, and at the same time it was really hard to face the pressure on both lines, but the Forest of Dreams that attacked the western line had proved impossible, so they had to choose to intensify their offensive against the rainy night city with the Dragon Knight sitting in town, which was the main battlefield after all.

When the war finally broke out, the long-prepared Bayer began internal liquidation, and the spirits of the Wang du were cleaned up directly, the faces of both sides were completely torn apart, while the absence of Esso had long caused the Republic of Ta 'al to lose contact and control over the top of Bayer, and finally, only a hard spell could be made.

The Regular Army of the Legion of the Dead, which had accumulated tens of millions of years, was not able to cope with the “Deed Warrior", who was still a scattered warrior, and the reluctant attempts had dragged the wounded and the bodies back.

But those sporadic dead spirit recruits who have just finished the transmission are the test subjects of the adventurers, and the warriors who have formed large regiments or even regiments can also try to eat the dead spirit.

These crazy “hunters” for harvest do cause a lot of trouble for the dead, involve a lot of troops, and put a lot of pressure on the Rainy Night City front, and many of them benefit a lot.

Not everyone is lucky, of course.

“What's wrong with them, so miserable...”

“Shh, don't say it here. The" Eye of Justice "team only hit a skeleton general on a bone dragon yesterday, and just the two escaped. Well, that's their leader, the Golden Saint Austia, isn't it? What a pity. ”

On a temporarily laid floor stall, the young human fighter lost his arm, held a blonde female head and sobbed, while the female thief of the Cat Nation behind him, lost her right eye and right leg, tied behind her only companion, only the leftover one-eyed numbness, had apparently lost his fighting spirit, and the better face had even lost his will to survive.

The wounds of the two men, covered in white cloth, were still dripping blood, and all of them were blood on their way back.

“The Eye of Justice is over… ”

With the famous head of the Holy Knight, Austia, dead, the main forces didn't even return the body, the legendary mercenary regiment of White Katland has finished today, and the two remaining rookies can't even take up the heavy flag, let alone eat the meal.

But that young warrior Kate didn't think much of it, seemingly enough crying. He wiped his tears, bit the bandages and wrapped them around his left arm. His reddish eyes were still like the flames of a bear burning. Among them was both his determination to avenge and his duty to sink.

When he handed over the head of his team to his peers, he went to the auditorium where the mission publisher was located, seemingly with the intention of reporting on his mission, but someone stopped them.

“You're wounded like this, and you're not going to be able to do your job anymore. Waiting for starvation is not the way to go. Otherwise, join us. ”

At this time, there are mercenary regiments who seem to be sending charcoal in the snow, but in the eyes of pedestrians, they are not spared talent or anything, but unsettling downhole stones.

“Are those guys planning on annexing the Eye of Justice Mercenary Corps? Dead money? It's disgusting. ”

Even though the mercenary corps is almost completely destroyed, it does not mean that the mercenary corps no longer has any wealth. Its mercenary rank and prestige is the greatest asset. The great history and mission record of the past is the hard indicator of the trustee, and not counting these immaterial legacies, many of the mercenary corps will deposit their missions in the guild, as well as some of the weapons, equipment and props stored, which are accumulated by a mercenary corps for countless years.

“Take it easy, that's Oran's Slock Mercenaries, or the Bandits. Their reputation doesn't sound good. Looks like they're trying to lose their past reputation and change their shell. ”

Old mercenaries hold onto colleagues who expect to hold their grudges. This kind of hawk nesting is obviously against the rules and is very unkind, but watching the other party's 40-50 people is strong and well-armed, even if there is dissatisfaction in their hearts, they will not dare to seize immediately.

But they didn't dare, someone dared, even, that was her duty.

“Please step aside. ”

The cold sounds of the children are stunning, but the bright red hair influences the moment. The lively crowd spreads directly to both sides, as if it were a hero of the sea in myth.

This seemingly cowardly young wooden girl, who was here three days ago late for a mercenary who committed a robbery and murder here, cut off the meat pieces of each other with a calm knife, questioned each other's feelings, collected each other's blood, and then witnessed the death of the other. It was very impressive.

“Bloody Rose” Samantha, the original chief of the Wood Spirit, has impressed outsiders enough to at least let these visitors know that this seemingly soft race is absolutely unpleasant.

At the same time, this calm wooden girl stood there, while members of the Slok mercenary regiment hurried away.

These days, all the outsiders know who's the boss of this forest, and the bastards who tease these little guys have demonstrated what it's called to die, to hang hundreds of meters above the sky, three days and three nights of bad luck, and nobody wants to crash.

And looking at that young one-armed mercenary, he still stood there, his eyes not hesitating and timid, “restraining” the corner of Samantha's eyes flashed a little praise, but merely asked calmly.

“How was the patrolling of the D2 area accomplished? ”

“… the mission has been accomplished, hiding a newly built reconnaissance post of the dead, including two teams of Black Armor knights and a spiritual monarch-level skeleton general, even equipped with a bone dragon, Captain Austia said their goal should be to detect and control our access to the forest and carry out the interception in advance. ”

It was said that the audience around them regretted for a while, and could only say that the Eye of Justice was unlucky. A routine cruise mission happened to encounter the Sovereign King who came here to establish an outpost. No wonder they were almost completely defeated, but fortunately, they escaped two people and conveyed the news.

“Well done. 100 points of justice will be transferred to your account. Promise that your supplies will also be transferred, your captain? ”

Kate turned her head and glanced at the beautiful blonde head. Her mouth was already bleeding, and her one-handed hand, holding the flag of the trial, was a little tight.

“From now on, I am the head of the Eye of Justice, the distinguished Lady Samantha, the Bronze Order Saint Kate, at your service. ”

Samantha shook her head.

“It was Austia who took over the task, and the delivery of material and justice points could only take place with her. ”

“But…”

Kate was anxious, but “smart people" around her had already seen the "truth." ”

“I didn't expect the appearance of the Woodlings to be so cute and so slippery, she intends to rely on it. ”

But to everyone's surprise, Samantha didn't intend to stop talking, but she just lit a little head over there and said.

“I'll talk to her directly. ”

Together, a shattering white mist spreads out of his head. In the Forest of Dreams, the soul wants to return to the Underworld River, and must be recognized by the will of the world.

Temporary obsession and mutilation make the war-dead soul unwilling to leave, and obsession can drive people's souls crazy. This soul is already dead, confused, and obviously unable to communicate. If left alone, the chances of converting to immortal life are high.

“We can't talk about this...”

As Samantha whispered, a flower suddenly rose to protect her white misty soul, and a few seconds later, the green glow filled the earth, and the revolution from death to life was activated again, and then a miserable voice came out of the flower.

“Hey, didn't I die... ”

“Captain!! ”

The grey-hearted cat and girl thief suddenly got excited and struggled to climb over there. Kate was shocked, and tears of joy gushed directly out.

“How is that possible! ”

But the flowers scattered and left behind, not the familiar tall beauty, but a blonde toddler, whose pointy ears and shiny eyes revealed her race, the Wood Spirit.

“Converting to Wood Spirit requires 50,000 justice points, and your balance is insufficient, Austia, to allow you to temporarily default on what you are now a member of my people. ”

“Sister Austia! ”

The delighted catgirl has fallen into the arms of the blonde toddler. The blood and tears of the wound came out together. Kate on one side is also full of excitement. The audience around her is truly shocked. “Resurrection” and other things are against the circle. Have you heard of it?

“Pfft.”

Send the Buddha to the west, Samantha a ringing finger, the inky green glow covered the hands and wounds of the two wounded, and when the glow dissipated, the nascent limbs were as white as jades, and the crippled warrior returned to their optimal condition.

And the two excited wounded men, seeing their admired leader reborn in another capacity, did not find that their wounds had improved.

Looking at the scene, knowing that it was impossible to talk now, Samantha turned away despite the surprises and disbelief around her.

Soon, however, the option of using the power of forests to cure disability and transform the body of the wood spirits appeared on the exchange list of the wood spirits, who only wanted a large number of points to cure disability, although that required obvious hardship for the strong.

“Forget the 50,000 points of justice, and ask the woman, there is no past evil, it is difficult for a strong man. What do you mean, the last one was recognized by the Wood Spirit? In other words, at the end of the day, it's up to the woods. ”

“Look, there's a small line below ‘If a man doesn't mind living another way, it's not impossible, but in order to avoid causing ethical confusion, there will be a little more decorative magic marks on his face indicating his past gender. ’ ”

Even if the conditions are so harsh, it still drives many strong people crazy. Mu Ling is a silver bloodline that comes out early. Many strong people eager to climb to the peak are even willing to come back from scratch, and many more strong people who have already had their life expectancy. Of course, the Mu Ling clan has no male identity and has frightened many normal people away... Well, it must be admitted, there are also a number of unusual people who want this.

“I appreciate it! In the future, we will serve you as long as you drive us. ”

Samantha shook her head in the face of Austia's gratitude.

“I didn't do anything worth thanking you for. ”

The faceless “restraint” sent the first newcomer to preserve his memory and personality, but somehow remembered what the man had said before he left.

“Ask me how best to manage those outsiders... If they are players, it is enough for the Mullins to be good NPCs, safe and profitable, and with a small amount of money they will be able to kill for you.”

“incomprehensible? Well, the most important part of NPC identity is‘ neutrality ', which is that you keep your distance from the outsiders and treat them fairly and equally. ”

“Can't do it? It doesn't really make you feel anything, it just looks like you don't, Samantha. You're a natural paralyzer who never laughs. It's the best job to do. Naturally, it is most appropriate for you to take care of things more often. ”

Though the man was right in terms of the reaction, Samantha somehow got upset when she turned her head, looked in the mirror on the wall and tried to squeeze out a smile.

After a half-minute effort, she found her face seemingly stiff. She stuck her left and right index fingers in her cheek, pulling hard and pulling out the curve of her smiley face.

“Smile!

The red-haired girl in the mirror pulled out a smiling face, and suddenly another face appeared, “modest” Jill of the three virtues, who saw the despair and disbelief of the end of the world.

“Sister! Are you cursed? If you're not feeling well, tell us! ”

All right, the rest of the time is routine, Cold Noodle Sisters hunting single-cell sisters plays again.