This day's training was extremely fulfilling, and before we knew it, the sun was already setting. Everyone put away their training weapons and equipment and began to tidy up the somewhat messy courtyard.
Mo Bei looked at the yard and felt that he really needed to do some repairs in the past few days.
The originally elegant layout was completely ruined by him. Those interesting stones and vegetation lost their charm after he erected a few wooden stakes that were incompatible with them. No matter how you look at it now, it looks a bit nondescript, which is a shame for the hard work of those craftsmen.
Or simply hire someone to renovate the entire courtyard and turn it directly into a training ground. It's half the size of an archer's shooting range, but I don't know if we can still hire craftsmen during this time.
While thinking, he had already started to change the wooden pile that he had just chopped down into large pieces, and threw them into the ravine he had cut.
This kind of dry oak is an excellent wood for barbecues. Although it is not as good as apple wood in giving food a more wonderful aroma, it is very resistant to burning and does not produce much smoke.
After sunset, everyone gathered around the white-burning charcoal fire, turning the barbecue forks in their hands. From time to time, they glanced at Alvin, who was still unconscious in the corner, and their eyes were full of sympathy.
"It will be wiped out by force..." Mo Bei couldn't help but sigh.
Although that kind of overdraft can be regarded as a kind of intensive training, the feeling of constant nightmares and cold sweats after being comatose is not comfortable. It is not as simple as just sleeping and recovering. This kid is really cruel to himself.
Um? ?
its not right. . This guy is planning to trick himself. . .
Mo Bei suddenly woke up.
Because he had acquired a new skill, he was in such a good mood that he almost ignored it. Although the results are good, this account still needs to be written down in a small notebook.
Then give him the long soldier in Hua Ning's suit, and let him look at the requirements of that level with eagerness, and go ahead in a hurry.
So what is a good name for this new skill? . .
After he raised this question, the reaction from those present was quite positive, and they all gave some opinions, but their ability to name the moves was somewhat unsatisfactory.
Ned, in particular, excitedly came up with a lot of names for him, but they all sounded very average.
"Don't you call Bartuk's move Earthshatter? I think it's quite appropriate." Milor gave a suggestion.
"I named him blindly... Tutu is dead, and who wants to use the same move name as that damn ghost..." Mo Bei shook his head.
Milor pursed his lips and muttered in a voice that only he could hear:
"Your Feng Lei Po is actually pretty much the same..."
"That... violent flame..." Akali said, looking unconfident. She was really not good at this.
"Yeah! It's good, and it fits the feeling of this move." Mo Bei subjectively felt that the name was really good, and the naming method was also in line with Akali's character, which was simple and rough.
But this word seems inappropriate to describe a girl.
Mo Bei sweated again in his heart.
"That sounds like a mage's skill..." Ned said.
"Then just add two more words, Wuyan Wushuang!" Mo Bei finally made the decision.
"Wushuang?...You are so arrogant..." Ned couldn't help but complain.
Mo Bei didn't care about his complaints.
You know nothing about some kind of powerful charged attack.
. . . . . . .
After everyone else went to rest, Mo Bei went to the Mages Guild overnight and found Kane.
Under the candlelight, Kane looked much better than the day before, but he was still so old.
"Elder Kane, don't you need to rest?"
"Oh, Mo Bei, haha, this is what you want. As for the cost, those old guys are quite reasonable and didn't talk to me."
Kane said, taking out two scroll tubes made of mithril and placing them on the desk.
"How can that be done? The operation of the Mages Guild also requires funds." Mo Bei said and began to look through his small treasury.
"Don't worry. During this period, they used gem synthesis technology to exchange a lot of resources from several other camps. These are all brought by you, so such a small thing is really not worth mentioning."
"Okay...thank you!" Mo Bei scratched his head in embarrassment, and then asked hesitantly:
"Can you tell me about that...burning life force? What on earth is going on?"
Just hearing Zhuo Genan mention it casually once that day made him full of curiosity.
"This bad old man who talks openly..."
Kane cursed helplessly, and then glanced at Mo Bei with a complicated expression, looking a little embarrassed:
"That's a desperate way that only old men like us who have exhausted their potential will choose. You all have unlimited possibilities in the future, but you can't destroy your foundation because of it."
"Self-destroying the foundation?" Mo Bei was confused. What is the relationship between burning life force and self-destroying the foundation?
He felt that like their team, they would encounter unexpected enemies from time to time. It would be safer if they could have one more trump card to fight for.
Compared with overdrawing some vitality, of course it is more important to save one's life.
And the reason why he came alone after dark was because he didn't want Milor and Perona to know about these things.
The crisis was all caused by his decision-making as the captain, so it was naturally more appropriate to hold this trump card in his hands.
"This starts from two aspects." Kane raised his skinny right hand, touched his forehead and said slowly:
"First of all, vitality is actually a very general concept, but you can also compare it to an hourglass. Once you cast a spell that burns vitality, the hourglass will be damaged beyond repair."
"Although the rate of loss of life force will not be significantly accelerated, it is not simply related to life span, but is inextricably linked to your body and your spirit. If your hourglass is no longer complete, In short, your potential is severely hampered."
When Mo Bei heard this, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva. He really didn't expect that this desperate method would bring such serious consequences, but if he could get a glimmer of life from a desperate situation, it might be worth it. .
After all, if people are gone, then what is the use of potential?
"What about the second aspect?" he asked again.
"The second aspect is related to your beliefs. No one can accurately judge where your own limit is, especially in a life-and-death situation. If you always feel that you still have such a last trump card, this may not only lead to If you make misjudgments, it will also weaken your belief in constantly pushing your limits. Just like everything has two sides, the trump card is also a double-edged sword!"
Kane spoke very slowly and in a gentle tone, but Mo Beiru was given a slap in the face.
The trump card is a double-edged sword. . .
This shouldn't be talking about the huge consumption caused by explosive methods like fusion skills, but. . A dependency.
