Mo Bei walked forward along the street, asking everyone he met along the way if he had seen a man with a steel puppet passing by. After walking around, he finally saw the lone walker Rock outside the teleportation station.
Roque was standing at the corner of the street, looking quietly in the direction of the main square. His eyes were less gloomy than before. He seemed to be reminiscing and remembering, but Mo Bei still felt that he was accepting those young adventures. The reader's looking up seems a bit pretentious to the vicissitudes of life.
"Why are the eyes a bit gray... People who change jobs shouldn't have cataracts... But the eyebrows do have some oriental characteristics, and they actually look a bit like Keanu Reeves who has lost his appearance... But if you look closely, he looks pretty handsome..."
Mo Bei stood in the distance, looking at Roque from the corner of his eye, muttering sourly in his heart.
"No matter, go up and test it out."
He was worried that Rock would turn around and walk into the teleportation station, so he no longer hesitated, passed over the onlookers who kept a distance, and quietly approached the Necromancer who was standing silently in the street.
"Ahem..." He hesitated for a moment, but still coughed lightly and whispered:
"Palace Yuye Liquor?"
Crowe frowned slightly and slowly turned his head to look at Mo Bei.
He recognized that this was the young man in the Sig Hotel. He admired the calm demeanor before, but he didn't understand why the other person was acting so thiefly at the moment.
Mo Bei had a look of anticipation on his face, waiting for the other person to take it smoothly.
But after looking at each other for a few seconds, he found that the other party had no intention of doing so, and still sang without giving up:
"The big river! It flows eastward!"
"..." Locke's frown deepened.
When Mo Bei saw this, he suddenly realized, who said that the time traveler must be his fellow countryman? Thinking of this, he spoke again:
"hello?"
"Is this your name? What's wrong?" Rock finally responded.
"..."
Mo Bei finally realized that he had thought too much, quickly cleared up his disappointment, and waved his hand:
"Nothing, nothing. Excuse me."
Luo Ke watched Mo Bei sigh and then turned around and left, his pale face couldn't help but twitch.
The discomfort of being interrupted was secondary, but a stranger had a strong feeling of disappointment towards him for no apparent reason, which really made him feel miserable.
What have I done to disappoint you like this? . Is it my fault that I can’t relate to psychopaths?
The onlookers were also confused. Based on the two people's reactions, they all speculated on what kind of request the young man made to Lone Walker Rock, but was rejected.
But if that's the case, why does Rock look more depressed? .
Confirming that the lone traveler Rock was not a time-traveling party, this made Mo Bei feel a long-lost loneliness, and drifted away with a mood that no one could understand.
But he soon felt relieved because he didn't think much of it at first.
Furthermore, being the only time traveler in this world is actually the greatest benefit in itself.
As he thought about it, his mood became more exciting again, and he began to look at the houses under construction or completed on the roadside, trying to summarize their architectural styles.
Um. . .
A rough stone house!
That's probably it. .
Apart from being neat and orderly, these stone buildings can be said to be nothing fancy, but they are quite comfortable to look at. The light-colored stone walls give people a very bright feeling, so that on cloudy days, they will not be confused by the It's all wooden buildings and looks a bit dark.
Unknowingly, I walked near a small clearing and saw Akara's shaky little tent.
Mo Bei suddenly felt something in his heart.
That tent. . . Maybe this is the beginning of this human stronghold.
Unexpectedly, the campground has begun to enter the overall upgrading and renovation stage, but Akara's small tent is still the same. . .
Is this how the strongest nail in the shelter world was born? You are too old to be so nostalgic, right?
Just when he felt a little bit dumbfounded, he saw Akara, who was wearing a purple robe, sticking his head out of the tent, locking his position from a long distance, and waving to him.
He looked around and found that there was no one else around, so he quickened his pace and walked forward.
"Sister Akara, how are you doing?"
Akara's face was kind, as if he was watching him intently. After four or five breaths, he nodded slightly:
"There are a lot less things to worry about. I even wonder if I am too optimistic... Speaking of which, it is all thanks to you and your teammates. They are not with you so much?"
"They should all still be at home right now."
Mo Bei accepted Akara's praise shamelessly, no matter how modest he was, it would seem artificial. Because just retrieving the Craftsman's Hammer and repairing it raised the average equipment level of the camp to a higher level, which also indirectly increased the confidence and motivation of each adventure team to go out for experience.
It was a common thing in the past to fight tooth and nail to defeat a powerful monster leader, only to end up in a black mess, depressed to the point of peeing blood.
But now this situation has changed a lot. Even if the attributes of the equipment are wrong, they can be processed again when they are taken back to the camp. Nine times out of ten, a practical piece of equipment can be produced. It's not the best, but it's better than the original one that came from nothing.
"The growth rate is as amazing as ever... Can you show me your hand?" Akara said with a sigh as if he could see Mo Bei's attribute panel, and then raised his right hand. , palms facing up.
"Oh... sure, of course." Mo Bei did not doubt that he was there, and stretched out his right hand, which was gently held by Akara's skinny palm.
Without any warning, his exposed wrist suddenly glowed with silvery white light streaks, and the power of faith in his body appeared involuntarily, but he did not feel any sign of complete release. It seemed that he was just talking to Akara. This ability generally resonates.
"As expected...it is truly an unfettered force of faith...well, it should be so."
Mo Bei watched the light patterns on his arms disappear again. He was just a little puzzled by Akara's words, but when he thought about what Omas once said, he vaguely understood something.
"It is said that the initial power of faith was a pure silvery white color. Later, it became the source of power that the Holy See strived to seize. Gradually, it lost what it should be."
Mo Bei, who was already somewhat enlightened, suddenly understood. He thought that Sadenko Cathedral used various means to deceive believers, but not just for the pitiful support money in their hands. The main purpose was actually to draw the power of faith and let them He has the ability to increase his strength dramatically in a short period of time.
But he remembered that the light pattern that appeared from Omus's body was silver-white, so that was the power of faith that he had gained invisibly by guarding the Kurast harbor?
"This pure power of faith actually has another ability." Akara continued with a gentle tone.
"Ah? What ability?" Mo Bei perked up as soon as he heard this, thinking to himself, if he accumulated more, he could materialize the Gundam! ?
"If the record is true, the pure power of faith has the ability to give people a new life and re-choose control over various abilities."
"This is..." Mo Bei frowned and looked at Akara, trying to understand the meaning of this sentence.
"Does this mean that attribute points and skill points can be reset?"
"Yeah, that's a pretty good description." Akara smiled and nodded.
"That... that's really great!" Mo Bei said, but he felt indescribable disappointment in his heart. His dream of flying a Gundam was shattered as soon as it emerged.
Mainly to do some washing or something, he has no plans for the time being. . .
