Chapter 310: It’s mainly about attitude

Willie Shaw was far from worried, just a little worried. There were no other ears to listen to his opinion at the moment, so he belted out a chant he had learned from the Ghost Band. This kind of song has no key. There is also very little music, lackluster lyrics, and almost no technical skills that the musicians can understand. The meaning of its existence is explained by the chanters as:

"It's mainly about attitude."

Willie Xiao felt that this kind of song suited him perfectly. Of course, the undead and the camp he was currently in seemed a bit incompatible, but that didn't stop him from appreciating their art.

Enjoy it at any time. It's a great attitude to allow anything. He was quite satisfied with his attitude. mainly.

The camp of the Falling God Project is located in a demiplane. It was the place that the Water Fairy once passed by when she was moving back and forth for her daughter. It later became one of her backup bases. Later it was no longer an option. Together, they officially launched the Luoshen Project here. Leather tents of questionable origin were set up, and the forest suddenly became lush and humid. Mushroom goblins crawl into holes, Cambies wander the stepped wasteland, and earth elves keep vigil under the eaves. Forbidden lands and magical lakes creep into their every move.

What kind of lake is this? He remembered that Chaint had mentioned the lake. The Featherless One used this lake to get what he and Yichaint agreed upon.

Judging from his own experience, it seems that it is and it is not.

But now it comes later. Willy Xiao remembered that the last time he came back here to look for Norole, he couldn't find her. The last time, she betrayed them with almost all the members.

If I have to use such an ugly word as "betrayal".

The water nymph may have abandoned this place again.

If I have to use such an ugly word as "abandon".

If that's the case, he allows it. Mainly it's attitude. Attitude will play a decisive role. It was quiet all around. Even the leaves are silent. Willy Shaw walked into a ring of dry earth and kicked the overturned cauldron in a pile of ashes at the center. The crucible rolled heavily for two weeks, making a feeble sound. Put the carbon-like residue on the ground.

The occultist saw clearly. There's nothing else in there.

"It's true. It disappeared as expected. It's just like Brother Yi Chaint said." Willy Xiao poked the bottom of the pot with a branch, threw the branch aside, patted the ashes on his hands, and said to himself language. "You are a god after all. I haven't given you a name yet..."

He scratched his hair. "I'll just call you Ah Nao." He put his hands together, pretended to bow to the crucible, and began to mutter:

"Little brother A'ao. We haven't had time to make friends. You haven't had time to discover how powerful I am. Accept the greatest guidance in the world. You may feel very sorry for this and very unhappy. Of course, it makes you feel The second most unpleasant thing is probably that you never even started to realize the meaning of your creation. That meaning is gone. Like a vampire born in the eternal sun. You have to die as soon as you gain immortality - by the way, this It’s one of the reasons why they’re really starting to fall out of use in arcane stories…”

The arcane scholar paused. I remembered Lasnuolo's silent and sudden disappearance. His story is not yet complete. From the perspective of plot arrangement, high-level vampires should not exit so quickly.

A lot of foreshadowing was wasted. Willy Shaw thought so. But it doesn't seem to matter, they're out of date anyway. Just like the black dress with lace, the pale face, the habit of sleeping on the coffin board, the fear of table legs and cross stitch, and the dejected words that mean asking for help. These things are no longer popular in any plane.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing. Then I realized that it was not appropriate to do so now.

"Sorry. I digressed. Let's get back to the topic now." He rearranged his words and focused on the crucible.

"Ah! A'ao! Your life is a life in which nothing has caught up..."

Hey. That's really well said. After the simple but necessary mourning was over, Willy Xiao thought as he stepped out of the unearthed ring. The satisfaction of his self-evaluation made him feel more relaxed. He changed to another chanting song that was mainly about praising himself.

Although he couldn't see a single member of the Luoshen Project on the road, he was just a little worried.

When he stepped on fallen leaves and entered the forest, he saw the slender figure sitting cross-legged on the rocks by the lake. What little worry he had was gone.

"Hey! Beautiful lady!" he said, imitating Kircher's tone at that time. Not quite. But mostly it's attitude. Sure enough, attitude played a key role. Norole turned around, the expression on her face was the best among the few times they had met.

"Ah. It's you."

The water fairy rolled her eyes without much expression on her face.

"That's right. The great Master Willy Xiao." Willy Xiao smiled charmingly. "Hello, beautiful lady. Everyone has left. A'uo is gone too. Why are you still here?" He found a tree, rested his elbow on it, and skillfully recited the angel's lines: "You Are you hungry? Do you want to eat with me?"

"I'm busy."

If it were normal, the water fairy would jump into the water with a splash. That she still sat there speaks to the power of attitude. Willie Shaw had a small boost in confidence - it's hard to get a big boost because that would push the limits of what's possible.

He smiled happily. Step forward with attitude. The legs of the water nymph are immersed in the lake water. The lake water is opaque and has tiny bubbles.

"What are you busy with? Maybe I can help." Willy Xiao sat down next to Norole. The water fairy did not twist her body away from him, but moved her feet easily in the water. This gave him a small boost of confidence again.

"I'm fishing." She blinked her innocent eyes. "After I catch the fish, I eat the fish."

"Okay. I can come with you!" Different paths lead to the same destination. Willy Xiao thought to himself, looking around. "Why didn't I see the fishing basket and fishing rod?"

"The fish is still in the water. But I'm almost there. Oh," she said. A look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.

"Caught it." She cheered and raised her legs vigorously. There was a splash of water. White and slender calves were exposed from the water. Willy Shaw stared with great politeness.

I saw a dim head sandwiched between those delicate and delicate feet.

The body under the head was pulled out together. Norole held the head between his legs and threw the whole thing onto the moss ground by the lake.

Willy Xiao stood up. Keep your eyes open.

Lying on the ground was an angel. It doesn't seem to be exactly the same.

(End of chapter)