Chapter 11 The Son of God (Please Recommend Tickets for Collection)

"In fact, the two problems can be directly merged into one."

Mo Lan thought about it.

"A qualified spell model should have the function of communicating elements in the environment."

"It's just how do you do it? Is it to create a whole new medium or"

Mo Lan took out the extraordinary core of the wind blade in her arms. This is a natural carrier for casting spells, which contains spell models and can mobilize elements in the environment.

"But how do I use this extraordinary core, open a ladle and put it in my head?"

Mo Lan gave up this idea after careful consideration, because he felt that this extraordinary core was too rubbish.

"Do you want to grind the extraordinary core into powder, and then use this powder to make ink to draw the spell model?"

"Well, it may be feasible to a certain extent, but it is too wasteful, so let's put it on hold for now.

Maybe I can consider drawing the spell model with materials that can communicate with the environment. Well, it would be better to use a matrix that can store elemental energy. "

Thinking of this, Mo Lan frowned.

"The "Real Game" is just like reality, there are countless substances, and there are thousands of materials that can be obtained.

Searching for a needle in a haystack without knowing the nature of these materials and having no clue, I simply don't have so much energy and time.

Even if there is, it is impossible for all my energy to be wasted on this. "

"But this problem must be solved. If it is not resolved, even if I avoid this problem for the time being, I will have to solve it sooner or later."

Mo Lan tried hard to think of a solution, and seemed to have thought of something, but finally shook her head and put the problem aside for the time being.

"Forget it, let's talk about it later when someone has the resources, and now we must find a way to solve the problem of casting spells.

Contact the environment, communicate elemental energy, and experiment with materials that are more likely and easy to obtain.

The first is the substrate, paper, animal skin, wood, stone, um, these four for the time being.

The ink was tested with human blood, beast blood, extraordinary beast blood, big tree sap, cinnabar, and ink. "

After choosing the materials, Mo Lan quickly designed the experimental plan.

But before purchasing the materials, there was a question that made Mo Lan fall into deep thought.

"By the way, where should I live? Buy a house?"

"No, I can't afford it."

In desperation, Mo Lan finally looked towards the river outside the town.

Walking along the river, you can find the forest where Mo Lan was before.

"well."

Mo Lan let out a distressed sigh, helplessly preparing to buy some common experimental materials and some things that might be used in the forest.

Such as saws, barrels and other tools.

After making a list of what to buy, Mo Lan got up and walked outside. When passing an intersection, there were two people running past him, chasing and fleeing.

"Damn Barud, you demon from hell, I'll kick your head hard with my boot!!"

Mo Lan glanced at it, then continued walking outside without responding.

It's one of the things about Real Games that the world will still function even if there are no players involved.

And just like the incident just now, if Mo Lan chases after him, he may be able to get a task, which will promote the completion of this incident and affect other individuals in the environment.

But even without the participation of players, this event will still go on, but the result may be changed or even reversed, and it will still affect other individuals in the environment.

"This world will not stop spinning without anyone."

Mo Lan strode forward, but before he left the remote area, he was blocked by a group of people. The leader was a strong man with a face full of flesh, and he was a head taller than Mo Lan. Mi Duo is tall, standing in front of it is like a city wall, which brings a sense of oppression to Mo Lan.

And just after being blocked in front, several people appeared behind, blocking in front and intercepting in the back, obviously premeditated.

After a few glances, Mo Lan saw a familiar face, the man he had earned money with a dagger before.

"What do you want to do?"

Mo Lan said calmly.

"It's very simple, two choices, either join us and make a fortune together, or pay the price for the previous behavior."

The strong voice of the strong man sounded.

"As long as you join us, the previous things will be treated as if they didn't happen.

If you don't join, you won't be able to live in Iron Tree Town, and you will die miserably. "

"Don't join, get out of the way, I'm in a hurry."

Mo Lan glanced at him and said.

"You're asking for your own death."

The flesh on the strong man's face twitched, and there was a look of ferocity in his eyes, and his slap as big as a cattail fan went straight towards Mo Lan's neck.

Mo Lan raised her eyelids slightly, and said two words from her mouth.

"Wind Blade!"

Half an hour had passed since Mo Lan's previous experiment. As soon as he finished speaking, a cyan wind blade formed, and fell on the strong man's chest in an instant, tearing him apart.

The strong man's chest was instantly torn to pieces by the violent wind blade, and the flesh flew, revealing the pale ribs and internal organs torn apart by the strong wind.

"Ho! Ho!"

The strong man fell to the ground, his eyes widened, and he made a ho-ho sound, like a broken bellows.

"God's son!"

The person next to the strong man was shocked and murmured.

Not far away, a melon-eating player also widened his eyes and gasped.

"Fuck, spells!"

Mo Lan heard the Son of God frowned, but said nothing, walking towards the strong man with a dagger in his hand.

None of the dagger man and the others dared to stop them, they looked at Mo Lan in fear, and hurriedly gave way as soon as he approached.

Mo Lan walked all the way to the side of the strong man, squatted down to look at his wide eyes, put the dagger in his hand around his neck, and cut off bit by bit.

The strong man died, and a white smoke entered Mo Lan's body, but obviously the dagger man and the others did not see it.

"Aren't you afraid of the Viper Gang? If you offend the Viper Gang, you won't be able to survive in Iron Tree Town, and the Viper Gang will definitely kill you.

Even if you are the Son of God, you cannot escape. "

A man said in a stern whisper, Mo Lan got up when he heard the words, turned to look at him, and said indifferently.

"Do you know who I am?"

A look of surprise appeared in the eyes of the dagger man and the others when they heard this, could it be that

"have no idea."

"Oh, all right."

Mo Lan left just like that, and the dagger man behind him looked at me, I looked at you, and looked at the corpse on the ground together. No one dared to chase after him, and he was a little at a loss.

Mo Lan left, and so did another player, but a post appeared on the forum after a while.

"The number one mage in the real game kills a gang thug with a wind blade, and it's fatal with one blow!"

There is not much text in the post, just a brief explanation of some basic situations, and then a video, simple and crude but effective.

The video is very complete. It has been filming since the time when the strong man surrounded Mo Lan with people, and it clearly captured the way he used the magic wind blade.

And the netizens who saw the wind blade attacking the strong man suddenly gasped.

"Hiss, this kid is so terrifying!"

The post became popular, Mo Lan became popular, and the collection began to increase again.

Mo Lan: "Laugh."

PS: broken bowl