Chapter 201 Tower Spirit's Concept
"The Fire of the Undead creates undead, so what do I create called?
Golem? Golem? Gargoyle?"
Mo Lan thought divergently, then reacted and laughed out loud.
"Why am I thinking of a name now? Isn't this the same as when a girl I just met is struggling with what to name her third son?
What if I have a daughter?"
Mo Lan shook his head, trying to get rid of all the mess.
However, the more he tried to get rid of it, the harder it became, and Mo Lan felt helpless.
After a while, Mo Lan finally had an idea, and this time his expression became a little cautious.
"If it could be a little more powerful and a little more intelligent, perhaps it could be called... a tower spirit!"
Mo Lan's thoughts went further and further, but the thought at this moment attracted Mo Lan's high attention. He solemnly recorded his thoughts and ideas at this moment in his notebook.
The idea at this time is called - foresight!
After finishing writing, Mo Lan shook his head.
"Tower spirits are not something I can deal with at the moment. Not to mention that I can't create them, even if I did, I may not be able to control them with my current mental strength.
You can pay attention to this direction, but it cannot be the focus of your current research work. You have to take it step by step and eat your meals bite by bite. Take your time and don’t rush. ”
Mo Lan’s greatest advantage is that he always knows what he should do and when he should not do it.
Of course, many people can do this. The real key point is that some people can control what they do, while others cannot.
“I now imagine Talling is like someone designing an aircraft carrier in the 17th century. The only thing they have in common is that they all float in water, so talking about design is completely nonsense.
So I should try to build a body for the extraordinary core."
A smile appeared on Mo Lan's face.
"Set a small goal and first determine the feasibility of this idea."
Mo Lan pinched the extraordinary core of the Sharp Technique and quietly looked at the extremely tiny wisp of smoke inside. That should be the residual soul of the Warcraft unicorn boar.
"Undead..."
Mo Lan sent a message.
"Zhao Hua, are there any living undead?"
Zhao Hua, who was carefully trying to maintain a constant spell model in a piece of stone, was stunned. He failed, the stone collapsed, and he subconsciously replied with a question mark.
"?"
"The living dead."
"Oh, yes, do you want one, President? I'll give you two to play with?"
Mo Lan, who was sitting on the fifth floor of the Magic Tower, had a smile on his face.
On the road!
"I'm sorry, just send it to the third floor of the Mage Tower. My laboratory is there."
"OK."
Zhao Hua was very fast and soon several black boxes were carried into the Mage Tower and placed in the laboratory on the third floor.
Hearing the noise, Mo Lan came back to his senses from the forum.
While waiting, he looked at the forum for a while and discovered something: the forum was now completely occupied by necromancers.
This person can control the undead, doesn't have to fight himself, and can just stand back and watch the show... ahem, the commander profession is favored by many people.
Since he is not a close combat professional, he does not feel pain in combat. He is driven by the undead to do everything, such as carrying sedan chairs, backpacks, and luggage, especially the latter.
In this game without space backpacks, post stations, or map teleportation, when a video of a player from the Niehuo Guild going out to fight monsters while riding a skeleton horse, with the undead beside him carrying his backpack, tent, pots and pans, was released, the entire internet went viral.
“I don’t want anything else, I just want to ride a mount that’s not easy to die on to fight monsters, and have a mount when I’m on the road.
There is a place to put things when you rest, and you don't need to carry a large package, animal skins, weapons and supplies when you chat with the goddess, nor do you have to watch the goddess panting and carrying a large package while you are unable to do anything. "
"There's a story upstairs. How much did a horse cost?"
The Necromancer with these conveniences became instantly popular, and the name of the Necromancer Guild appeared more and more frequently on the forum. Countless people wanted to join the Necromancer Guild and become a Necromancer .
If the undead weren't so ugly, I'm afraid all the girls from Utopia and other guilds would have run to the Niehuo Guild.
Notifying the female players was equivalent to dominating the male players, which meant that the Niehuo Guild was only one step away from dominating the entire game... Too ugly.
The Necromancer is indeed good, and it is normal for him to be so popular, but...
"It seems like someone is behind this. This person, or this organization, thinks that increasing the popularity of necromancers can bring great benefits..."
(Geng Tao: “Why don’t you just give me your ID card?”)
Mo Lan shrugged.
"But it has nothing to do with me. The ones who should be worried should be Yi Fei and the others. Well, but then again, I haven't seen them for a long time.
Are you all holding back your energy and ready to go?"
Mo Lan suddenly had an idea, and this thought gave him a hint of anticipation.
"If this is the case, perhaps in the near future, there will be at least three or four, or as many as nine or ten new professions."
Mo Lan never dared to underestimate the creative abilities of other players.
This group of people can even make Minecraft come alive, so it’s ok to just play the Forbidden City and Mona Lisa, which are entry-level basics.
Playing Minecraft in Minecraft is the coolest thing.
Continuously doing cool moves, this is the nature of players. As long as they don’t die, they will do whatever it takes to kill themselves.
As you go along, your way of thinking changes and you can perform cool operations that others can't.
Mo Lan's lips curled up slightly and he murmured.
"This is more interesting. If a game only has mages and warriors, it would be so boring."
Mo Lan's mood gradually became cheerful, with a gentle smile on his face.
The two people from Yinniehuo Guild came to a room in the middle of the third floor. With a thought, the stone door slowly opened.
"Put them in separate compartments, please."
"It's okay, it's okay. Mo Shen, please sign for it."
The player smiled and handed a piece of paper and a pen to Mo Lan.
Mo Lan took a look and signed for it.
Turn your head and look at these black boxes.
This room located in the middle of the third floor of the Mage Tower was a warehouse specially designed by Mo Lan to hold dangerous experimental subjects like Warcraft. It contained small compartments one after another with smooth walls, and a metallic light flashed on the surface from time to time.
After Mo Lan signed for them, the black boxes opened one by one with a clicking sound coming from inside. Skeletons walked out of them, and a grey flame slowly jumped inside the skulls of the skeletons.
As soon as they came out, the whole room seemed to become a little colder.
“Moshen, there are five beast-level undead in total, one each of a wolf, tiger, bear, crocodile, and snake.
As long as the mental strength can resist the erosion of death energy, they can be controlled. This should not be a big problem for Mo Shen.
In addition to this, they are more afraid of sunlight, which will accelerate the dissipation of their death energy. The attacked skeleton will also cause death energy shock. The fire of the undead is even more fatal, and being dispersed will be fatal.
In addition, I also brought some death energy with me this time. If they can’t hold on any longer, I will replenish some death energy.
If you have any further questions, please contact us directly.”
"Well, it's okay. Zhao Hua from your guild is here. I'll go to him if I need anything."
Mo Lan pointed downstairs and said.
"Thank you for your help. Please stay here for lunch and go back after lunch."
