Chapter 11 Son of God
“In fact, the two questions can be directly combined into one.”
Mo Lan was thinking.
"A qualified spell model should be able to communicate with elements within the environment."
"It's just how do you achieve it? Do you create a whole new medium or..."
Mo Lan took out the Wind Blade Super Core from his arms. This is a natural spellcasting carrier that contains a spell model and can mobilize elements in the environment.
"But how do I use this extraordinary core? Should I just open a dipper and put it in my head?"
After careful consideration, Mo Lan gave up the idea because he felt that this extraordinary core was too rubbish.
"Should we grind the extraordinary core into powder, and then use the powder to mix into ink to draw the spell model?"
“Well, it may be feasible to some extent, but it is too wasteful, so let’s put it aside for now.
Perhaps I can consider drawing the spell model with materials that can communicate with the environment. Well, it would be better to use a matrix that can store elemental energy."
Thinking of this, Mo Lan frowned.
“In Real Game, just like in reality, there are countless substances, and there are tens of thousands of materials that can be obtained.
Searching for these materials without knowing the properties and having no clue is like looking for a needle in a haystack. I simply don't have that much energy or time.
Even if there is, I can’t waste all my energy on it.”
"But this problem must be solved. If it is not solved, even if I temporarily avoid it now, I will have to solve it sooner or later."
Mo Lan tried hard to think of a solution and seemed to have thought of something, but in the end he shook his head and put the issue aside for the time being.
"Forget it, let's talk about it later when someone has the resources. Now let's find a way to solve the problem of casting spells.
Connect with the environment, communicate elemental energy, and start by experimenting with materials that are more likely and easier to obtain.
First, the matrix: paper, animal skin, wood, stone, well, these are the four for now.
As for the ink, let’s try using six things: human blood, beast blood, extraordinary beast blood, tree sap, cinnabar, and ink.”
After selecting the materials, Mo Lan quickly designed the experimental plan.
However, before purchasing the materials, there was a question that made Mo Lan fall into deep thought.
"Speaking of which, where should I live? Buy a house?"
"No, I can't afford it."
Helplessly, Mo Lan finally looked at the river outside the town.
If you keep walking along the river, you will find the forest where Mo Lan was before.
"well."
Mo Lan let out a distressed sigh and helplessly prepared to buy some common experimental materials and some things that might be useful in the forest.
For example, tools like saws and wooden barrels.
After making a list of what he wanted to buy, Mo Lan stood up and walked outside. When passing an intersection, two people ran past him, one chasing the other.
"Damn you Barud, you devil from hell, I'm gonna kick you hard in the head with my boot!!"
Mo Lan took a look and continued walking outside without paying any attention.
This is one of the characteristics of "Real Game". The world will still function even without the participation of players.
And just like what happened just now, if Mo Lan chased after him, he might get a task, thereby promoting the completion of this event and affecting other individuals in the environment.
But even without the participation of players, the event will still go on, but the result may change or even reverse, and it will still affect other individuals in the environment.
“This world will not stop without anyone.”
Mo Lan strode forward, but before he could leave the remote area, the way ahead was blocked by a group of people. Leading the way was a burly man with a face full of flesh. He was a head taller than Mo Lan, probably more than two meters tall. Standing in front of him was like a city wall, giving Mo Lan a sense of oppression.
As soon as the road in front was blocked, several people appeared from behind, blocking the way from the front and from the back. It was obviously a premeditated plan.
Mo Lan took a few glances and saw a familiar face. It was the dagger man who had made money from him before.
"What do you want to do?"
Mo Lan said calmly.
"It's simple. There are two choices. Either join us and make a fortune together, or pay the price for your previous actions."
The strong man's deep voice sounded.
“As long as you join us, everything that happened before will be treated as if it never happened.
If you don't join, you won't be able to survive in Iron Tree Town and you will die miserably."
"No, get out of the way. I'm in a hurry."
Mo Lan glanced at him and said.
"You are courting death."
The flesh on the sturdy man's face twitched, and there was a fierce look in his eyes. He slapped Mo Lan's neck with his palm as big as a palm fan.
Mo Lan raised his eyelids slightly and uttered two words.
“Wind Blade!”
Half an hour had passed since Mo Lan's previous experiment. As soon as he finished speaking, a green wind blade formed and instantly fell on the sturdy man's chest, tearing it into pieces.
The sturdy man's chest was instantly torn into pieces by the violent wind blade , with blood and flesh flying everywhere, revealing his pale ribs and internal organs torn apart by the strong wind.
"Ho! Ho!"
The strong man fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, and a hoarse sound came from his mouth, like a broken bellows.
"God's son!"
The person next to the sturdy man was shocked and murmured.
Not far away, a player who was just watching the show widened his eyes and took a breath.
"Fuck, spells!"
Mo Lan heard the Son of God raise his eyebrows, but said nothing. He walked towards the burly man with a dagger in his hand.
None of the dagger men dared to stop him. They looked at Mo Lan in fear and hurriedly made way as he approached.
Mo Lan walked to the burly man, squatted down, looked at his wide-open eyes, put the dagger in his hand on his neck, and cut it off bit by bit.
The sturdy man died, and a white smoke entered Mo Lan's body, but it was obvious that the dagger man and the others did not see it.
"You... aren't you afraid of the Viper Gang? If you offend the Viper Gang, you won't be able to survive in Tieshu Town. The Viper Gang will definitely kill you.
Even if you are the Son of God, you can't escape."
A person said in a low voice with a stern look on his face. Mo Lan stood up when he heard it, turned his head to look at him and said calmly.
"Do you know who I am?"
The dagger man and the others looked suspicious when they heard this. Could it be...
"have no idea."
"Oh, all right."
Mo Lan just left like that, and the Dagger Man and others behind him looked at each other, then looked at the corpse on the ground together. No one dared to chase him, and they were a little at a loss.
Mo Lan left, and the other player also left, but a moment later a post appeared on the forum.
"The best wizard in the real game killed the gang thugs with a wind blade, a fatal blow!"
There isn’t much text in the post, it just briefly explains some basic situations, and then there’s a video, which is simple and crude but effective .
The video is very complete. It started filming when the sturdy man led his men to surround Mo Lan, and it clearly captured him using the spell wind blade.
Netizens who saw the wind blade attacking the burly man gasped.
"Hiss, this kid... is so terrifying!"
The post became popular, Mo Lan became popular, and the collection started to increase again.
Mo Lan: "Laugh."