Not long after, the scroll tube lit up again, Mo Bei took out the letter paper and saw Erwin's reply:
"No, I haven't had much appetite lately. I really want to eat that cold noodles you made."
"Hate...a chicken talks like a duck..."
He angrily put the teleportation scroll tube back into the inventory, but the vague feeling of telepathy from before still existed. Naturally, it was not with Alvin, but the person in his heart.
Mo Bei liked this feeling very much, it was so wonderful and addictive that he really began to like this magical world where magic existed.
Although it was hard to explain, he could really feel the connection, as if he could get a response whenever he thought about it in his heart.
Is this because I learned the basics of communication magic from Perona?
No way. . Akali is not his summon. .
"Perona, can humans have a mental connection through communication magic?"
He thought for a while and asked Perona for confirmation.
Perona looked at him thoughtfully for two seconds, then put the index fingers of each hand on her temples, narrowed her eyes and looked directly at him and asked:
"Do you feel it?"
"Forehead...."
Mo Bei curled his lips speechlessly. He did feel it, but not through his thoughts, but because Perona's eyes clearly conveyed two words:
"Fool."
If it doesn't work, just say so. . . It's getting really skinny. .
Since it wasn't caused by that magic, could it be because after reaching level 30, some new ability was awakened?
After reaching level 30, the three of them felt as if the barrier had been lifted and they were about to enter a different realm. But apart from the new skills, I haven't touched any special abilities yet, so Mo Bei made this guess.
But this was just a guess. As for things he couldn't figure out, he still chose to think about it later.
However, when he was picking up and placing the teleportation scroll tube just now, he also discovered that his inventory had indeed become extremely chaotic in the past few days.
As soon as his consciousness entered the inventory, there were piles of corpses, including humans, spiders, various intact or damaged equipment, and a large ball of spider silk. Although he had put them in by himself, it still made him Some can't stand it.
Looking around again, I saw that other things were not arranged in an orderly manner. The things I purchased before leaving Lu Gaoyin were thrown in and piled up. I have to admit that I am indeed a very unorganized person.
At this time, he missed the one-click organizing function of the World of Warcraft plug-in, but he could only sigh. Taking advantage of this time, he planned to roughly reorganize these things. Anyway, there was still a lot of space around the edges, and the big deal was Divide them into smaller parts to make them easier to use.
"Huh? When did I organize those? They are so neat!"
His heart suddenly moved, and he found a pile of neatly arranged and well-organized things at the edge of the inventory space. It stood out among the surrounding chaos because it looked very comfortable.
"Did I do this before? I kept loading things in it every day, and I forgot about these things. It seems that I was very organized before. It's just that this item is too big, and it hurts me. I have developed the bad habit of putting things around..."
While he was thinking, he looked carefully at the pile of neatly arranged items.
"No... that's not right... I have no impression of these things at all, and the level of many of the equipment is not low. It is impossible that they were put in when I was in Rogge's camp... This doesn't seem to be mine!"
He casually looked through several pieces of equipment and found that most of them were blue, and some were still unidentified. He also saw a neatly stacked pile of clothes, so he took out a piece of clothing, shook it in his hand, and immediately shocked.
Milor and Perona had long noticed that he looked strange, and thought he had discovered some clues through recent events. They both turned their heads and saw him shaking his hands and spreading out a piece of light-colored women's underwear. . . .
"Forehead..."
This time it was the second girl's turn to look weird.
"This...this is not mine!"
Mo Bei looked at the clothes in his hands at a loss. Although the style was ordinary, it was undoubtedly the kind of close-fitting clothes that girls would wear, and it also came with a breast pad. . . He immediately opened his mouth to defend himself, but felt that it was not appropriate to say this, so he added:
"Also...it's not yours either!"
Perona looked at the size of the breast pads and curled her lips slightly.
What a redundant explanation. . .
Milor pursed her lips and smiled without saying a word. She naturally knew that those were not her clothes. They had been living together for two years. This big boy had never even set foot on the floor where their bedroom was. No matter how close their relationship was, they had always been very friendly. Pay attention to proportion.
Mo Bei put the clothes away with an embarrassed look, and then continued to look at the pile of equipment.
There are actually one large, two small and three amulets among them.
The big piece only adds 25 hit points, which is better than nothing, but the two smaller pieces are pretty good, one adds 9 points of health and 5 points of strength, and the other adds 8% poison resistance.
He was sure that these were not his, because his cheating amulet and four other amulets were also sitting at the other end of the inventory. They had never found a few pieces of this kind of thing along the way. It was very rare. How could it suddenly appear? Come on, three bucks, and a bunch of inexplicable stuff.
Finally, he finally found a familiar gold-level sword among a row of neatly arranged weapons.
The Blood Fang is also embedded with a complete skeleton, giving it a double suction attribute and +1 offensive aura function level.
This is. . .
This is the long sword Akali used before!
So these are all Akali’s things?
Mo Bei's heart was shaking, what is going on?
Then he looked at a pile of daily necessities and saw the lunch box he had prepared for Akali, and then he was convinced that these were really the things in Akali's inventory.
So I have never had the habit of organizing my inventory properly. .
And the clothes just now. . .
He resisted the urge to take out a few more items to look at, otherwise Milor and Perona would have to treat him as a pervert. . .
However, looking at the items placed by Akali herself, a strange sense of satisfaction still flashed through my heart.
Is this it? . Voyeurism?
The two of them didn't spend much time together in private, so looking at these things still gave him a novel feeling and gave him a deeper understanding of this extremely cute girl.
And when he saw a puppet that looked a little old, he suddenly felt sad and even felt like crying.
This cotton-sewn doll tilted its head and leaned against the pile of clothes just now. Some of the silk threads on the seams were even frayed, and it seemed that they would break with the slightest force, making him afraid to touch it.
In my impression, this girl is brave and courageous, strong and optimistic, as dazzling as a female war goddess, but also has an infinitely gentle side. But this old puppet seems to represent Akali’s most vulnerable emotions.
This rag doll must have been made by her mother. . .
