Night Raven Master

Chapter 145 Old Hodder's Nagging (Sixth)

At this time, Promi said, "Master, there seems to be something on the lake!"

Its eyes turned to the center of the ice surface. When the master used the props just now, there seemed to be light reflected there. From the perspective of the master, he couldn't see it, but Promi himself could observe it.

Hearing Prome's words, he also nodded, and after glancing at the accumulated snowdrift, Art walked around in front of it.

"Over there—" Promi raised his wings and pointed to the center of the lake.

The huge ice lake was bigger than the small town of Susha. Art squatted down and looked at it. The thickness of the ice surface was about three centimeters, which was not enough for him to stand on it.

Generally speaking, the ice surface of rivers and lakes must be more than five centimeters thick for people to stand on, while sea ice needs to be about seven centimeters.

After discovering that the thickness of the ice layer was not enough, Art also gave up the idea of ​​walking on the ice to investigate it himself.

Then he turned his head and looked at Prome.

"Master..." Promi noticed his gaze, and couldn't help but shrink back, and the body of the mimic corpse crow, which had become stiff due to the low temperature, took a step back.

Art didn't speak, just looked at it like this.

"Okay, okay, I know." Promi bowed his head resignedly, "A servant has no human rights."

You are not human.

Art frowned, watching Prome slapping his stiff corpse and flying towards the center of the lake.

After snapping his fingers, a blood crow followed Promi and flew towards the center of the lake.

Although the ice layer of Susha Lake is not thick enough to support people stepping on it, the area covered by the ice layer is very wide, and the huge lake surface is completely covered by translucent thin ice.

When Blood Crow and Prome flew to the center of the lake, they discovered that there was a small place in the center of the lake that was a bit special.

I feel that the ice surface here is different from other places.

The abnormal place is a circular area with a radius of about one meter.

The ice surface here is whiter than other places except for the thin accumulation of snow.

The ice seems to be thicker.

Just as Art was about to order Prome and the Blood Crow to make tentative damage to the ice, one of Art's scouting crows noticed someone approaching.

"Halloran is one."

The phantom bird's kiss melted and condensed, completely covering Art's body, and his figure completely disappeared in the snow.

An old man in his 60s and [-]s looked around and walked to the lake on the snow.

As he was walking, he suddenly stopped.

There are depressions in the snow, and this shape is a human footprint?

"It's snowing, why don't you just stay at home and come to the lake to do?" Old Huo De muttered, and continued to walk forward with some doubts, wrapping himself in the fur coat while walking.

While talking to himself, hot air was released from his mouth with the movement of his beard, and condensed in the air, forming a white mist.

He has lived in the small town of Susa for more than 50 years. Compared with others, he has a very long life, and he is close to 60 years old.

Is this the third time he has seen Lin Dong?

According to his father, when he was born, the heavy snow brought by the harsh winter had not yet melted, and the ice of Susha Lake was still frozen.

After walking for a while, he stopped because, by the lake, there was a pile of snow.

"Who has nothing to do and comes here to shovel snow?"

Old Huo De stepped forward and saw that the snow was piled up in a ball, and the surrounding snow was also empty. Someone must have shoveled the surrounding snow together.

"Whose kid is here to build a snowman?" He frowned and looked around, "I have to call him back quickly, Lin Dong is not so fun."

However, he did not see any children.

And the footprints in the snow don't look like the footprints of a child, they should be of an adult, and, it seems that there are no footprints returning?
He looked back and found that the footprints were only going forward to the lake, not going back.

Afterwards, Old Huo De seemed to think of something, hurriedly raised his feet that were stuck in the snow, and ran to the lake in a hurry:
"Could it be that he ran onto the ice?"

His eyes scanned the ice, but to his relief, there were no snowy footprints or cracks in the ice.

No one is trapped in the ice.

"It's okay." He breathed a sigh of relief, as long as no one had an accident, he shook his head. Old Huo De smiled wryly and touched his waist. Because of the action just now, he felt a little pain in his waist.

While rubbing his old waist, he looked around, because it was night, he was worried that he would miss it, and at the same time shouted:
"Is there anyone! Can you hear me! I'm old Hodder!"

After shouting several times and walking around to confirm that there was no one around the footprints, he was really relieved, but he was not going to stay any longer. It was night and it was winter, and he was accidentally frozen in If it was Xueli, it would be miserable.

Before heading back, Old Holder cast his gaze towards the center of the lake:
"I really miss it. There used to be an island in the middle of the lake, but it disappeared after that."

The days when he was young and rowed a wooden boat to the island in the middle of the lake with his friends came to his mind, and then he shook his head, when did the island in the middle of the lake disappear?

20 years ago?

"Speaking of which, 20 years ago, the little guy Sheridan was only ten years old, and he dared to run to the island in the middle of the lake by himself. He was more courageous than his father. His father still watched him grow up, but, Since his father left, that little guy has left with his mother."

Talking to himself, he missed his former neighbor: "That's right. I heard that Sheridan came back a few years ago?"

It's a pity that I went to other places at that time and haven't come back yet.

"I'm old, I'm old." Old Hope sighed with emotion. The old man always likes nostalgia and chanting.

But he didn't know that less than one meter away from him, a young man was standing there, watching his every move, watching his back disappearing into the snowy night talking to himself.

Afterwards, Art also left the place.

a few hours later.

Cottage by the forest by the lake.

This is the other side of the small town of Susa.

Yate lived here yesterday. Because of the harsh winter, all the creatures in the forest hid, and there were not many monsters nearby. With no prey to be found, facing the increasingly cold weather, The owner of this hut, a certain hunter, did not choose to stay here, but returned to the small town of Susha.

There is only a simple spliced ​​wooden bed, a low stool, and some useless and worthless sundries in the room. The hunters should have moved all the other things back to their home in the town.

At this time, Art was already lying on the bed, and the blood crow and some newly captured crow servants were leaning together to keep warm. The fireplace that had just been filled with wood was burning with flames, and the flames were burning the simple fireplace made of stone, bringing a new atmosphere to the house. got warm.

Outside the house, under Prome's control, the mimics turned into white and hid under the snow, while others turned into wooden boards and hid beside windows and doors for vigilance.

The Night's Watch are the enchanted crows.

After eating the corpses of the demonized creatures owned by Art, they have become extremely strong at this time, and they all look the size of vultures. The largest demonized crow is even bigger than other demonized crows. It should be a big circle, the lava-like red brought by demonization makes them look a bit like blood crows, if you don't pay attention, you will take them as blood crows.

It's just that, compared to the blood crows, they are much larger in size, and there is an extremely strong desire to destroy in their eyes, but under the restraint of Art, they did not make any offensive moves.

But because of this impulse, they are extremely energetic.

On the roof and in the forest, the demonized crows stood restlessly on the branches of the trees, searching for possible living creatures nearby.

However, there is already a team to search for monsters, and two demonized crows were sent out to search for living things near the forest.

Except for the two crow servants who were sent out to find the monster, the other demonized crows had to stay quietly in place to guard.

And Yate started meditating in the house, it was almost dawn, and he should rest.

At present, Yate has completely reversed his normal life routine, resting and meditating during the day, and doing other activities at night.

Although it can be said that he is basically used to it, as a gold player, the virtual game room of the sleep stealth type is basically played during sleep time.

In fact, there is still a difference.

Without thinking too much, Yate started to meditate. The lv6 meditation method, deep meditation for 5 to 0.5 hours a day, can make him improve by 0.1 every five days, which is [-] spiritual level growth every day.

According to Mr. Edgeworth's description, for the quantification of spirit and psionic energy, Arter compared it and transformed it into corresponding data——

The level of mental power of elementary apprentices should be around 2, medium apprentices should be around 5, and advanced apprentices should be around 10. For the Apocalypse, the Apocalypse of Yihen should be around 50, the Apocalypse of Second Trace should be around 100, and the Apocalypse of Three Traces should be around 200. About 500, and four traces are about [-].

At the beginning, he was able to improve by 0.1 within five days, which is about 0.02 per day, and now he is at the level of 0.1 per day.

This speed is already slightly above the level of middle-level qualifications.

Of course, it takes 450 days to upgrade to the Apocalypse level, which is an estimate under ideal conditions.

Of course, this is the case without any abnormalities. Let’s not talk about the difficulty of entering a deep meditation state, but the time it takes to engrave inscriptions and construct spells. An apprentice with slightly above-average qualifications wants to reach the apocalypse. Take ten times as long.

It also includes various failure situations, and it is even more difficult to break through the apocalypse. For example, Earl Baixi spent more than ten years in the process of breaking through the apocalypse alone.

That is to say, blue-blooded people with above-average qualifications need to spend 30-50 years to reach the apocalypse after practicing good and suitable meditation methods.

This is still in the case of removing all kinds of social interactions, all kinds of obstacles, and all kinds of life.

That is to say, an apocalypse wizard can only be created when one sleeps and rests, devotes himself to meditation and practice, and has sufficient resources.

ps: I originally thought that the first order could be thousands of dollars, but emmm I was too optimistic, only half of it.

The previously decided plan of 3 thousand average daily updates is also a bit lacking in motivation.
But it’s okay, I will update it, and if it reaches Qianjun, it will be better for two consecutive weeks, and there are still many book friends supporting me. For you, I will add better in the past few days.

　Thanks to the two rudder masters "Hui Zhu Ning" and "Hui Zhu An" for their rewards.

　　Thanks to the book friends "Shang Xiao Dust 1", "Huo Yan Xing Zhe", "BOSS Cao", "The King of Morning Sun", "Witty and Cute", "Leisurely Wandering",

　　Tips from "Book Friends 20170317180802870", "Book Friends 20171101103800638", and "Xing Jian Yao Tian".

　　
　
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