Chapter 281 Aura Problem

In this world, there are always things that have lofty names but are actually so ordinary that they are unnecessary.

This phenomenon was commonplace on Earth in previous lives.

There is something called luminous sand. At first glance, it seems to be a close relative of the luminous pearl. It sounds noble at first glance. In fact, it is just bat excrement.

There is a food called ‘Medium Rare Kobe Veal with Pearl Sweet Rice’. At first glance, it looks like a palace feast. In fact, it is just a bowl of beef rice bowl.

Of course, this kind of situation exists not only in the real world, but also in the animation world.

A boy who is a cross between a human and a dog. No matter how much you think about it, you can't tell how tall he is, but his name gives him a god-like color. He is called 'Inuyasha'.

The list goes on and on.

Before coming here, I always thought that this was a common problem unique to the earth, but now I have changed my mind.

Holding a pair of thin gloves in my hands, my eyes lost their brightness, the corners of my mouth twitched, and the background was pale and colorless.

This looks like a pair of gloves, right?

The corners of my eyes also started to twitch.

This is probably just a pair of gloves, right?

The corners of my eyes twitched at the same time as the corners of my mouth, and the frequency was very consistent.

Isn't this just a pair of gloves?

A row of muscles suddenly appeared on my forehead.

It sounds so fancy, but in the end, it's just a pair of gloves woven with some special materials!

My eyes were full of various emotions, the most displeased of which was the displeasure of flipping the table on the spot.

Harold looked at me puzzled: "What's wrong, what do you think of these Qi Gathering Gauntlets?"

"No" I said these two words through gritted teeth.

Suppressing the urge to overturn the weapon rack on the spot, I stuffed the gas-gathering gauntlets that looked like gloves into my bag and said, "Let's take a look at the next weapon."

Since magic wands and swords, guns and clubs were different types of weapons, they were placed in another secret room.

Entering the secret room, turning on the magic lamp, and looking at the rows of dazzling magic wands placed on rows of weapon racks, I no longer had that kind of shock in my heart.

Want to ask why?

Very simple, already numb.

That’s right, it’s numbness.

Just like if you stare at the most beautiful woman in the world every day, when you look at other beauties, you can at most feel that they are okay, or relatively ordinary, but you will no longer have that amazing feeling. That's it.

Harold said: "These magic wands are different in appearance and have different effects. I don't know how to tell them apart, so you can only choose them yourself. I can't help you."

I scratched my head and said helplessly: "I don't understand this thing either. How do you want me to choose?"

Harold spread his hands.

Suddenly, I thought of a person: "Hey, Harold, where is Yura? What is Yura doing now?"

Harold thought for a while and said, "She should still be teaching in the guild."

I clapped my hands excitedly and said, "Isn't that just right? Find her and let her help me choose."

Harold looked troubled.

"What's wrong? What's your expression?" I asked, "Are you having diarrhea?"

Harold said 'go' to me and said, "I think it might be a little difficult to invite Yura."

"Well?" I was puzzled: "Isn't it just asking her to help choose a magic wand? It won't waste much time. She shouldn't be so unsatisfied, right?"

I also had doubts about this sentence. In fact, I didn’t know much about Yura, but Harold knew him more clearly.

Harold said: "It might be okay if you ask Yura to help you choose. However, it would be a bit difficult to ask Yura to help you choose during class. You know, Yura during class is not very like The usual Yura.”

"Ah, I saw it yesterday," I recalled, "There's nothing different about it."

Harold hesitated to speak, and finally said: "It's better for you to experience it yourself. I can't say more."

At the moment, Harold and I walked towards his guild again.

At the entrance of the guild, there were still the same pair of doors welcoming adventurers, but the attitude was completely different.

When he saw me, he immediately smiled brightly, nodded and bowed, and kept repeating one sentence: Please, please.

Harold looked confused and asked me, "Do they know you?"

"I don't know you," I said pretending to be stupid.

"Then why are you so enthusiastic?" Harold organized his words and continued: "So enthusiastic?"

"Aura!" I started to talk nonsense seriously: "This is completely a problem of aura, just like carnivores and herbivores are in conflict with each other, especially those carnivores at the top of the food chain. Even if they do nothing, they are eating herbivores. If you stand in front of an animal like this, even those herbivores will be frightened and pee on the spot. This is called aura, do you understand?"

Harold nodded, and I read three words from his vaguely understanding expression: He didn't understand.

However, it doesn't affect anything.

In fact, my words are still somewhat conservative, because I hide the truth of my world!

If I told him that in the world of my previous life, the person standing at the top of the food chain was a human being who looked the same as us, he might refute my bragging on the spot.

Of course, if he had such a reaction, I would be able to accept it. After all, Mr. Pei is a legendary man.

When we arrived at the place where Yura taught, Harold and I stood side by side at the door, looking in, like 'school leaders' supervising the class.

At this time, Yura was not giving lectures, but conducting tests on the new members of the guild.

I have to say, when I see the members’ expressions that are either frowning, writing furiously, or wandering away from the world, I feel an inexplicable sadness.

That was my lost youth.

Yura, who was invigilating the exam, looked up and looked at me.

I smiled at her, and the corners of Yura's mouth seemed to move, but her **** poker face still failed to smile.

it's a pity.

I sighed: Such a beautiful girl can't smile. It's like there is no beef in the beef noodles, and there is always a slight sense of lack when eating white rice without the 'Lao Gan Ma'.

While I was looking down in deep thought, Harold said: "How is this possible? It's a bit unbelievable!"

Me?

I raised my head in a daze and looked at him, and saw him staring at the door and window with a surprised look on his face, mumbling to himself with his mouth wide open, as if he could swallow an egg.

I slapped his arm and said in confusion: "Hey, let me tell you, what's wrong with you? Why are you so surprised by your expression? It's like you saw a UFO."