Chapter 204: A ray of hope
“Why is it so hard to do when it looks so easy?”
“Eyes: I will.
Hand: I am also useless. "
The sudden voice made Zhao Hua frown.
"Go, go, go play with the birds, don't disturb the adults from doing their work here."
Zhao Hua waved at the president's little nephew and looked at the pile of rocks with boredom.
Zhou Hao was a little angry when he saw this.
"Huh, it's so simple, Al knows it, but you don't."
"Go away, what do you know?"
Zhao Hua waved his hand casually, but reacted the next moment.
"Wait, what did you just say? Al, would you?"
Al nodded.
"It's so simple, isn't it? Is there anyone who doesn't know how to do it?"
Zhao Hua’s eyes widened.
"I……"
Zhao Hua was talking halfway when his eyes turned, a smile appeared on his face, and he took out two candies with simple packaging.
"Good Zhou Hao, good Al, can you teach me?"
"No, you made Zhou Hao angry, I can't teach you."
Zhou Hao, who had been staring at the candy, suddenly became serious when he heard this and nodded in a serious manner.
"Yes, yes, I am angry."
"Okay, Zhou Hao, don't be angry, I'll give you some candy, okay?"
Seeing that Zhou Hao was somewhat moved, Zhao Hua hurriedly coaxed him. Zhou Hao's eyes rolled around and he pulled Al aside to whisper something to him. Al nodded and then looked at Zhao Hua, which immediately gave him a bad premonition.
An hour later, Zhao Hua looked at the stone in front of him that had successfully maintained the sharpness technique with satisfaction, and smiled like a fool with his painted face.
"Oh, I know how to do it!"
A question mark appeared on Xu Zongxin's forehead when he just came in.
"Hmm? What do you know? A constant spell model?
I already knew how to do it. I have mastered the sharpness and water shield skills on half of the mage tower. I always thought you knew how to do it. Why didn't you tell me earlier? I will teach you."
"???"
At this time, Xu Zongxin discovered the turtle and cat whiskers painted on Zhao Hua's face.
"What the hell, what's that painted on your face?"
"Fuck!"
Zhao Hua reacted immediately and covered his face, but it was too late. Xu Zongxin burst into an unruly laugh.
"Hahahaha, it's too late, too late. There's no point in blocking it. I already took a screenshot!"
Zhao Hua covered his face and remained silent, doubting his life.
Mo Lan had no idea what happened after he left. His little nephew Zhou Hao had long been forgotten by him... Oh no, he had let him go.
Anyway, Al is with him. Although Al looks dull, Mo Lan will never forget that Al was originally an orphan from the bottom of Red Maple City. To be able to survive in the Red Maple City at that time, his survival wisdom was far beyond the imagination of ordinary people. At least it was enough to take care of his little nephew, and he didn't have to worry about his little nephew being cheated or cheated by anyone.
And with Al's self-control, he would ask Zhou Hao to teach him when the time came, and during the teaching process he would coax Zhou Hao to smile and be full of confidence.
In addition, the regular reports every night also allowed Mo Lan to know their itinerary clearly, so he was naturally relieved.
However, the only thing Mo Lan was worried about was death. He was worried that Zhou Hao would die in the game. Because of the extremely high degree of reality, the intense pain and even torture might cause certain mental damage, which Mo Lan could not accept.
But Mo Lan had no better way to deal with this. He could only protect him and prevent him from going to dangerous places.
Then we made an agreement that if you get caught, don't worry about anything and just log off. If it's too late to log off normally, press the emergency button and don't hesitate.
After emphasizing it again and again, Mo Lan finally felt relieved.
"These undead were just ordinary beasts when they were alive."
Mo Lan muttered to himself, holding a dagger in his hand and hitting a rib. The dagger and the rib collided and made a clanging sound, just like hitting metal.
"The ribs of a common beast."
Mo Lan held the dagger in reverse and slashed it downwards. The sharp dagger scraped the surface of the ribs, leaving only a faint scratch.
Although the undead had been controlled by Mo Lan, it still turned its head when it felt the attack. Its empty eye sockets quietly watched Mo Lan continuously attacking its ribs with the dagger.
"Hiss, it's hard. It's a little harder than ordinary beasts."
Mo Lan looked at the rib with a deep scratch on it. He had successfully cut the rib in half.
Mo Lan looked at the rib and fell into deep thought. He then released a fireball and carefully controlled it to pass over the rib.
Under Mo Lan's powerful mental control, the first-level spell Fireball was extremely efficient. It just brushed past the bones but did not explode. However, the high temperature of the fireball was enough to burn the ribs black even if it was only for a moment .
Mo Lan recalled for a moment, then picked up his cup of water and poured it upwards, and the water fell on the charred ribs.
Click, click!
The bones made a series of popping sounds, and then broke into several pieces and fell to the ground.
Mo Lan raised his head, but found that the empty eyes of the undead were looking at him silently, which made him feel a little embarrassed.
Looking at the half of the rib left, he fell into deep thought.
"As long as this side is removed, there won't be only one side left, causing asymmetry."
"The plan worked."
Mo Lan summoned another fireball that brushed across his ribs, turning them black, and then poured down the water that had just been filled.
Click, click, click, click!
The ribs on this side also broke into pieces and fell to the ground, leaving space on both sides empty and neat.
Mo Lan listened to the crisp sound and looked into the empty eyes of the dead with a clear conscience.
"I have helped you solve the problem..."
However, Mo Lan sat up straight just when he was halfway through his words, his expression instantly becoming serious, and there seemed to be a hint of surprise in his seriousness.
"What was that just now?"
Just now, at the moment when the undead's rib broke, Mo Lan felt a very strange yet faintly familiar wave.
The fluctuation that made Mo Lan lose his composure was extremely similar to the fluctuation of the structure in the altar.
Mo Lan immediately mobilized the structure in the altar model.
Seeing the structure with his own eyes, Mo Lan felt more and more that it was similar.
After Mo Lan confirmed this conclusion, he took a deep breath and his heart tensed.
"I didn't expect this. I thought it would take a long time to solve this problem, but I didn't expect an opportunity would come today."
After Mo Lan finished speaking, he condensed a fireball in his hand and smiled at the undead.
The fireball lightly grazed the ribs and a glass of water fell.
Click, click!
Compared to before, this time Mo Lan was more focused. His mental power enveloped the undead all around him, as well as the inside and outside of the undead fire, and he observed them intently.
The fluctuation in the channel was fleeting, and Mo Lan felt it more clearly this time. The structure in the altar model was suspended next to it. Mo Lan compared it briefly and found that the similarity was extremely high.
"Hahahaha, when you're at the end of your rope, there's a new way out. So cool!"
