Mo Bei carried a pair of communication scroll tubes that he named "Beep Machine" and left the Mage Guild with brisk steps. Apparently, his mood was not affected.
Naturally, Kane would not teach him the method of burning vitality. After learning about a series of negative effects, he actually gave up.
As for the side effects of other trump cards, Kane doesn't think he has to worry about it yet.
Whether it is fusion skills or violent flames, they are far from the costly trump cards that Kane pointed out. And as his strength grows, Mo Bei can even use it as a permanent output method. It is considered a regular skill, so there is nothing to worry about.
I still don’t have a real trump card. . Thinking of this, Mo Bei naturally began to think about a more powerful explosive method in his mind, or whether it was possible to further increase the lethality of fusion skills.
Kane looked at his leaving back through the window and showed a wry smile, as if he knew what he was thinking at this time.
No matter what the purpose is or what persistence you have, some things are inevitable after all.
The thirst for power is an eternal prison that humans, angels and demons cannot escape from. Not light or dark, good or evil.
That’s why it’s called——
original sin.
The next morning, Akali and the other three were about to set off for training as planned. Mo Bei took out a communication scroll and stuffed it into Akali's hand and said:
"Send me a message when you have time."
After saying that, he winked at Akali.
"This is?..."
"This is called a beeping machine. I have paid the phone bill... ah no... and embedded the gems that provide energy into it. As long as the two scroll tubes are outside the inventory, letters can be sent back and forth in them. "Mo Bei said with a smile and demonstrated the activation method at the same time.
Alvin, who was exchanging feelings with Hua Ning's justice, immediately came over after hearing the words, full of interest in this novel thing.
"Go, go, this is for communication between captains, not a toy." Mo Bei pretended to blow him away.
What he said was high-sounding, but Akali naturally understood something. She couldn't help but feel a hint of sweetness in her heart, pursed her lips, and put the things away.
After the three of them set off, Mo Bei began to focus on his training and looked forward to whether any craftsmen would reveal his recruitment information and come to his door.
When he came back last night, he took a detour to the craftsman area, posted the recruitment information on the recruitment list, and promised a considerable reward.
But just as he thought before, during this period, the information about Lu Gaoyin asking people to repair the house had been posted two or three times on the recruitment list, so he just slapped his piece of paper on it at will. , just see if you can attract a few people with higher rewards.
It wasn't until evening that there was finally a knock on the courtyard door.
But when he opened the courtyard door, what he saw was not the craftsmen looking for work, but Trick and his friends, whom he hadn't seen for a while.
Several people were dressed in daily attire, and they looked a little bit gray. They didn't seem to have returned from experience.
"Where did you come from?" Mo Bei asked.
"Outside the city, we came in through the north gate, so we turned around and took a look. You look quite relaxed." Trick laughed and teased Mo Bei.
Mo Beigan laughed and felt that he was really a hands-off shopkeeper. He sideways let the four people into the yard and asked them what they had been doing during this time.
It turns out that since the plan to migrate the tribe was formulated, Team Trick has been busy with their original tribe and has never gone out to experience it.
Today they were helping the clan members return to the city to buy some supplies, so they passed by here.
Trick's words were just a joke. All ethnic groups could change their destiny, and they were all endlessly grateful to Mo Bei.
Moreover, from annihilating the gathering point of wizards to hanging the corpses of two demons on the top of the city, they have also heard about what Mo Bei's team did during this period. The positive impact of these things on the returning tribe is comparable to theirs. Running errands and moving things with the tribe is countless times more difficult.
Trick and the others have heard more about the developments at the West City Gate.
It is said that the body of Duriel disappeared that night, much to the regret of many. Immediately, the guard captain on the tower was constantly asked by each team if they killed Duriel, if they could also bring the body back and hang it up.
Which team can finally win the ultimate BOSS of Aranok after a long period of experience and preparation. But in the past, teams that successfully killed the team could not attract much attention other than showing off to their acquaintances.
However, if they can display their victory on the city wall in public, it will satisfy their vanity. Even if they can only exist for an hour or two, they will still feel special.
The guard captain took the trouble, and after reporting to Graz, he directly hung a pulley sling on the outer wall of the city tower and posted an announcement that any team that successfully killed the Demon Lord Duriel could hang his body on their own.
Those teams that were confident of challenging Duriel immediately set off with fighting spirit and rushed to the ancient tombs. Naturally, they all wanted to experience the feeling of being high-profile and high-spirited.
Mo Bei didn't expect that this could evolve into a tradition. He would like to see it increase everyone's enthusiasm. After all, not all career changers have that sense of urgency.
What made him a little speechless was that it was said that not long after the sling appeared, an idiot actually asked his idiot teammates to hang him up. After attracting a while of onlookers, he was disrupted by the city defense guards who had just stopped for a while. The crime was punished with a fine of one hundred gold coins, and then another sentence was added to the announcement——
No strange things are allowed to be hung up. Violators will be fined!
"There is so much talent among our generation..." Mo Bei couldn't help but sigh, and then asked:
"By the way, haven't Luokan and the others come back yet?"
"It is said that they have returned to the original ethnic group location, which is the newly built teleportation station, but it seems that they have no intention of returning to Lu Gaoyin."
"Why?"
"It seems that there is a lot of conflict with Boss Aigis, but I don't know the specifics. It was many years ago, so there are many things said, and I don't know which one is true."
"A deep hatred?"
"It doesn't seem to count..." Trick shrugged.
"Both old men are quite pretentious..."
After some small talk, he also learned a lot about the actual situation of the returning tribe from Trik. It all sounded good. Even some minor troubles could be solved. After all, it was the general trend. The attitude of all parties towards this matter They are all relatively unified, so there should be no more trouble.
Trick and the others didn't stay much longer. They had to go buy some supplies before the crafts area closed. It seemed that they were here to inform Mo Bei of some information, and then they left directly.
"Why is there still no signal..."
With the moonlight shining over the sea outside the window, Mo Bei placed the message scroll head on the bedside and watched eagerly. He would pick it up from time to time and try to activate it, but no light ever appeared. In other words, the scroll tube in Akali's hand was always there. Put it in the inventory.
He wouldn't be unreasonably worried about the safety of Akali and the three of them, knowing that they probably hadn't stopped to rest yet.
Judging from the time, it will take about two or three days to reach the ruins of the Lost City. By then, he will no longer stay up late waiting for information. That is the best time to hunt the Dark Elder.
At this time, he was just looking forward to what it would be like to send text messages for the first time in this world, so he seemed a little anxious.
In the middle of the night, Mo Bei, who was half asleep, felt a flash of light from the scroll tube. He suddenly woke up and couldn't wait to open the scroll tube, and sure enough, he poured out a rolled up parchment.
