Mo Bei was stunned on the spot, what kind of tiger and wolf words did this guy say.
"What is public food payment?" Akali asked curiously, not even knowing what it meant.
"No...no reason..." Mo Bei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, regretting extremely why he used this word before.
He said it casually yesterday, but he didn't actually have any strange thoughts. But when Alvin said this to him, it was a terrible blow, and he didn't know if it would leave a psychological shadow.
He walked back to the living room clutching his heart and saw Perona playing Spider Solitaire by herself, her expression seemed even more depressed than him.
When Mo Bei saw Milor watching Perona moving the cards with interest, he asked a few questions.
It turned out that Alvin felt that his money bag was a little overwhelmed. If he lost again, he might not have enough money to repair equipment. They took out a few broken gems and wanted to use these gems that were of no use to them as lottery tips.
As a result, Perona said that there were no broken gems, and they were all used to synthesize potions and higher-level gems. This brought up the topic of the Horadric Cube, and Alvin took the opportunity to escape from the game, leaving Perona with a lot of luck in the game.
Gambling does a lot of harm to people. . . Mo Bei looked up to the sky and sighed.
The few of them sat down again. Under the eyes of Akali and the other three with infinite surprise, Mo Bei demonstrated how to use the cube and handed it over to Alvin who was eager to try it.
This guy changed his lazy look, stood up, twisted his waist and kicked his legs, looking like he was ready for a big fight.
"Um... do you want to sit down?" Mo Bei asked.
Alvin waved his hand vigorously and said:
"A man must stand upright!"
"Okay..." Mo Bei shrugged.
Two minutes later, Ned took the cube from his hand, but made no attempt to lift him up from the ground, letting him continue to lie there and groan.
The three of them were already in poor condition because they had just finished a long journey. They all became sluggish after just a few attempts. The fatigue accumulated over the past few months completely exploded. Their condition was even worse than after Mo Bei's overdraft last night. Much more.
Mo Bei didn't stop them just because he remembered what the strange old man Lysander said. Perhaps this extreme overdraft will bring them some benefits after recovery.
He also suggested that the three of them should not use stamina potions and go directly to rest.
Akali and Ned learned from Alvin's mistakes and were not as embarrassed as him. With a strong breath, he stood up from the table and went back to the arranged bedrooms to rest.
Mo Bei glanced at Alvin who was still on the ground and felt awkward again. If it hadn't been for the previous scene, he would have definitely not hesitated to pick him up and take him back to the room, but at this moment he really didn't want to touch this guy.
When I got closer, I realized that this guy had fallen asleep at some point. So he threw out a blanket and covered him completely as if covering a corpse, and then sat back on the table.
Mo Bei saw that the things Akali and the others had synthesized, as well as some materials, were still on the table.
He really didn't treat them as outsiders at all. Mo Bei smiled and packed and put away their things for them, preparing to synthesize the remaining materials on hand.
As a result, he discovered that this method of exercising mental strength was not something he could use whenever he wanted. After the three of them combined to produce two bottles of comprehensive vitality rejuvenation potions and two flawless gems, the materials were already insufficient.
It seems that I am overthinking, where are there so many cheating tools?
Traveling to a world with poor welfare, who can I find to reason with?
. . . .
Akali and the three of them just seemed to have completely relaxed themselves, sleeping until the next morning without any sign of waking up.
Mo Bei walked to the living room and saw that Alvin was still covered under the blanket. He didn't even move much. If it weren't for his even breathing, he would really be like a corpse.
Recalling what happened in the Artisan District yesterday, Lugaoyin City has solved another hidden danger. It seems that it should be able to stabilize and develop for a while.
He didn't know why Jie Hai still kept the palace affairs a secret, but he must have had his concerns.
This King of Lu Gaoyin has a high reputation among Zhuo Genan and others. He is not an incompetent person. He may be planning to solve his own problems.
Mo Bei thought about it. Who doesn't want to save face when he is a king? It is said that he has thousands of people under his command. In this era, he is considered a powerful monarch. If he opens up his home and turns it into a large dungeon of the royal palace, then where can he put his face as a king?
And it seems that there is no unusual news at present, and it can probably be suppressed. Maybe it's just a matter of time to work with the sewers and remove this monster's respawn point.
Mo Bei felt that he was just an ordinary job changer and not a wandering warlock. He couldn't just rush to someone's house and say, "There is so much evil in the house, but don't panic. I'm here to help you conquer the demons." The one who slays demons!”
Jehein is not a lost dog wandering the streets. If you want to see him, you probably have to ask Zhuo Genan to introduce him. Why bother?
Anyway, Warlock's Canyon has been exposed. No matter which ancient tomb Duriel hides in, he will be hammered. It doesn't matter whether he finds the mysterious shelter or not.
Mo Bei was thinking in his mind as he used the sewing needle Milor gave him to bend a fishhook, and then took out a spear and tied it on.
The choice of stepping on this spear is also very particular.
The spear of ease of success
Hand damage: 3-15
Durability 30-30
Requires Dexterity: 16
Spear Level - Slow Attack Speed
Demand-20%
+1 Mana gained for each enemy killed
Both comfortable and successful, he was simply born to make fishing rods.
I made my fishing rod, picked up a small spear and headed to the seaside, intending to go fishing and relax.
The tide was rising at this time, which was the time when the fish were active. Unfortunately, it was just a whim, and no nest materials were prepared in advance. The bait was only small dried fish bought for soup, so I had to make do.
I walked to the seawall and looked around. There was no one nearby. After all, this was once the house where Jie Hain used to relax, so it was relatively quiet.
The water surface is seven or eight meters away from the seawall. The simple fishing rod in his hand does not have a reel. Even if a fish takes the bait from such a long distance, it is difficult to lift it up.
Fortunately, there is a short stone trestle below. I don't know if it is set up for which ships to dock temporarily here, but it is just suitable.
Mo Bei jumped off the seawall and landed on the trestle, then hung the dried fish on the hook and threw it into the water. Then the old god sat on the ground on the upside-down bucket and stared at the fish float in a wonderful daze.
I thought there might not be any fish here, but it didn’t take long for the feathered float to start shaking erratically.
But probably because the dry bait seemed so insincere, the fish had no desire to swallow it in one bite and just kept harassing the poor little dried fish.
Looking at the float that was beating constantly but showing no sign of sinking, Mo Bei couldn't help but curl his lips.
"Can you still express feelings with Xiao Yugan?"
It's okay to fish even if there's no movement, but I'm bothered by the teasing of this little miscellaneous fish.
Mo Bei stared at it for a long time, but there was still no sign of biting the hook. He closed his eyes unknowingly and felt a sense of comfort, out of sight and out of mind, and then circles of water-like light patterns spread out from around his feet.
Focus on the aura.
His consciousness gradually emptied as the sound of waves crashing on the trestle was heard. After a while, he didn't notice any unusual movement.
After all, this fish is not a monster and cannot pose any threat to him. Naturally, it is difficult to sense Qi.
Mo Bei gently lifted the spear in his hand as a fishing rod, and the fish happened to peck the bait, causing a slight tug on the spear in his hand.
This made Mo Bei's heart stir, and there seemed to be sparks flashing in the sea of consciousness, and then it fell silent.
"Huh?" He opened his eyes and found that the bait had been ripped off. He immediately hooked it up again, threw it into the water, and closed his eyes again.
The fish in the water repeated their old tricks, staying close to the small fish and pecking at them from time to time.
As Mo Bei focused his attention on that area and tried to sense it, he finally had the feeling of objects moving in his consciousness.
Perhaps it was the continuous perception practice during this period that allowed him to make some progress. At this time, he felt that in his consciousness of nothingness, he gradually felt the same abruptness as when he heard the sound and identified his location.
Perhaps it had already succeeded once and tasted the sweetness, but this time the fish seemed a little impatient and started tugging again. The spear in his hand was moved by a very slight force again, the two senses instantly overlapped in his consciousness, and the spear in his hand was sent out subconsciously.
"puff!"
The tip of the spear entered the water and made a slight sound. When the spear was lifted up, a small fish not much longer than a palm was penetrated by the tip of the spear. After struggling for a few times, it lost strength. Only the pointed fish mouth and gills were still there. Constantly opening and closing.
Mo Bei looked at the poked fish, but he was a little confused.
Didn’t you come here to fish?
Why was it changed to using a stamp? .
I agreed to relax, but why did I start sensory training without even realizing it? .
And I can actually capture such a small target with my consciousness!
"This breakthrough caught me off guard." Mo Bei opened his mouth and smiled like a fool.
Although he still needs touch as an aid, his perception has indeed improved a little, which at least proves that if he persists in this kind of training, he should eventually be able to dodge or even fight head-on while blind.
After taking off the fish and throwing it into the bucket, he changed to sitting cross-legged, suppressing the various emotions in his heart, and continued to close his eyes and concentrate.
The tide gradually rose, and seawater began to hit the trestle, splashing on his face from time to time.
This was a hit that affected his concentration. Mo Bei tried hard not to be affected, but it was difficult to do so. It is to concentrate on capturing all the changes in perception, but to ignore the interference of the sea water. The two are contradictory.
But soon he came up with some ideas. When the tide made a sound as it hit the trestle, he used the sound of the water to predict whether there would be water splashing on him. With this kind of prediction, he gradually began to distinguish this layer of interference from the perception of the focused aura.
When the fishing rod vibrates again, strike decisively.
After the spear in his hand entered the water, it was obviously hit by the fish when it swung its tail. It seemed to have passed along the fish's body and failed to hit it directly.
Mo Bei laughed, didn't take it seriously, and closed his eyes again.
The whole morning, he sat on the trestle like this, having a great time playing with these fish with his eyes closed.
There were already five or six small fish in the small bucket. The aquatic products here were not rich to begin with, so such a harvest was beyond his expectation.
After all, these fish never bite the hook seriously. If they were caught normally, he would probably have gone home angrily after being teased.
But it seemed that there were no fish nearby that were interested in his dried fish. After sitting there for a while, the fish float made no movement.
Mo Bei swung the spear in his hand back and forth along the water surface, trying to give the illusion of making live bait, but he felt the fishing line tighten, as if it had hit something, but it was obviously not a living thing.
When I lifted it up, I saw that it was a tattered strip of cloth, still entangled with seaweed. It seemed that it had been soaked in the water for a long time.
He shook the spear, but failed to shake it off. It seemed that it was really hooked.
Mo Bei could only retract the fishhook, take off the tattered cloth and prepare to throw it into the bucket, just like he used to pick up garbage when fishing, and take it away habitually.
But when the cloth strip was taken away, he was stunned. He felt that the material seemed quite strange, not like cloth, and some familiar information appeared in his consciousness.
He hurriedly picked it up again, and then he was completely stunned.
Ghouls only whip
Demonskin Ribbon
Defense: 55
Durability: 2-12
Strength required: 20
Required Level: 24
+37% defense enhancement
+8 Strength
+35 life
+24 stamina max
Fire resistance +16%
Attacker takes damage 1
"...Golden equipment?...Or an expansion-level belt!!"
Mo Bei shook his head vigorously and looked at it again. The attributes were still the same.
"I... I actually caught equipment while fishing!"
