Artificer Adventure Guide

"Let you not leave hot water for me! Let you not leave hot water for me! Let you..."

In the room, Carl used the naked choke technique in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu on Hope with an angry look on his face.

His entire body was now wrapped behind Hope, his legs wrapped around Hope from behind, and he fixed her crotch with his feet, spreading her legs so that she could not close them.

Two arms were fixed around Hope's neck. Every time he said something in his mouth, he would use all his strength to stretch Hope's body.

Whenever Carl exerted force, Hope in his arms would roll his eyes, open his mouth, and stick out his tongue.

Her hands were weakly grabbing Karl's arms, not so much stopping him as tickling him.

This went on for a long time, until Carl's whole body was filled with spiritual energy, and he finally let go of his hand.

Hope and the wooden house suddenly turned into phantoms and disappeared, and the surrounding environment returned to the default state of the second-level dream.

"Huh~, I accidentally did something like this in the dream world. It seems that without psychic restraint, my consciousness is still easily dominated by emotions. I need to exercise more!"

Holding his forehead, Karl stood up from the ground, and like a normal man who had just reached the sage state, he reviewed his behavior just now.

Just as he entered the second level of dreamland, the remaining resentment towards Hope before going to bed projected the scene just now, giving Carl the opportunity to "retaliate" against Hope.

Karl could have directly used his spiritual power to regain his composure, but he did not do so.

"Next time I enter the dreamland, I'd better adapt to it on the first level before continuing deeper. My current concentration is not enough to resist the temptation of doing whatever I want."

As the master of this dream world, Karl can always make his wishes come true in his dreams.

Everything within the scope of his cognition can be presented by him.

Especially in the second layer of dreams, the real physics engine makes everything extremely real.

If he wanted to, it wouldn't be impossible to create the famous actresses from his previous life here and then perform them every night.

It is easy for users to become addicted and corrupted in dreams. This is probably the only shortcoming of this plug-in, which is derived from the mind flayer larvae.

No, saying that may be a bit of a shirking of responsibility, because a plug-in is just a plug-in.

It is actually Carl who has flaws.

"It seems that there is an opportunity to focus on strengthening mental training. How do the monks in the temple do it?"

Talking to himself like this, Carl created an illusion of Hope in his dream and prepared to start fighting training.

I don't know if it was affected by the previous episode, but the two new Hope illusions were very keen on fighting in close combat.

They even ditched the handaxes and used the same techniques he had used against Carl before.

"Unarmed combat? I remember there seems to be a special expertise for this."

After only being distracted for a few seconds, the illusion on the opposite side seized the opportunity, dwarfed and charged towards Karl.

An unconcealed straight punch came towards the face, but it was blocked by Karl's left hand.

Just when Karl was secretly proud and felt that he was no longer Wu Xia Amon, another illusion directly raised its long red legs and hooked Karl's neck.

‘Fuck! Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu! ’

As soon as this idea emerged in his mind, Hope's vision then twisted his waist and started doing gymnastics on him with his thighs holding Karl's neck.

The double superposition of centrifugal force and inertia caused Karl to lose his center of gravity. By the time he reacted, he had been thrown away by the opponent.

‘Can this illusion be upgraded with the fighting skills I know? ’

Rolling on the spot, Karl quickly got up.

Arm armor and breastplate appeared on his body, and he grabbed the ground with the armor on his hands to stop his retreat.

An inexplicable feeling surged in his heart, and he had a hunch that if he could defeat the two current illusions, he would gain enough spirituality to advance to level 3.

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"Why are you looking at me like this again?"

Early the next morning, Carl stared blankly at Hope who had just gotten up.

Looking down at what he was wearing now, Hope carefully adjusted the edges of his underwear.

"Hope, the rain outside seems to have stopped. How about we go out today and see if we can hunt anything?"

Scratching his hair irritably, Carl tried to persuade Hope to go hunting.

"No! We don't always encounter prey every time we go out. If there is no harvest, the day will be in vain."

"And didn't you say you were going to make some spare clothes for the two of us? Since it won't rain today, let's put the remaining leather outside to dry."

Twisting a little awkwardly, Hope frowned and opened the door.

Ever since her leather armor burst, she had been waiting for Karl to make a new one.

She didn't know if it was a change caused by eating regularly and getting enough sleep, but she felt that her body was growing rapidly recently.

Especially her buttocks, because she had to bear the weight of her tail, she felt that her hips were becoming more and more warped.

‘If this continues, I may not be able to wear my current underwear. ’

Looking at the boxer briefs that gradually turned into a low-waisted version due to his own growth, Hope always felt hot on his face.

"Oh~, that's okay."

Seeing that Hope didn't agree, Karl had to give up that idea.

Every hunting trip is risky. Before the two of them have enough means to save their lives, they should try to reduce the frequency of going out.

‘But I am so unwilling to be beaten like that by Hope’s illusion. I am just a little bit away from being promoted to level 3...’

Carl and Hope skillfully took out the lizard steak and prepared breakfast as usual.

Seeing that Carl was frowning, Hope sighed and took the initiative to suggest:

“How about we go outside for actual combat training later? Since you think that ordinary training accumulates spirituality slowly, let’s switch to actual combat, but if the clothes get dirty later, you have to help me wash them!”

Similar to training, actual combat that is not aimed at killing the opponent can also make people gain spirituality.

Hope’s proposal made Carl’s eyes light up, and he nodded and agreed immediately.

If he was still a lot short of spirituality from level 3, Carl would not be as anxious as he is now.

But he could clearly feel that he was just one step away from level 3.

This is the most torturous.

After dinner, Carl and Hope took off all their clothes except for their underwear, ready for a real-life combat training.

The surface of the petrified mushrooms did not become slippery due to the rain in the past few days. On the contrary, when the two stepped on it, they felt like they were stepping on concrete.

As both sides shouted "start" at the same time, Carl took the lead with his advantage as a spellcaster.

No spells were needed, and a magician's hand was directly released with the help of psychic energy.

Hope, who was flying over, was slightly pulled by the big hand formed by the invisible force field, and deviated from his original goal.

Seeing this, Hope "hummed" and turned on the rage.

Just as she was about to attack again, with a "rip", her clothes were torn apart by her body.

Her body grew rapidly, and she grew to more than three meters tall, and finally stopped after she became as tall as an ogre.

Looking at Carl, who was already dumbfounded, Hope hurriedly covered her body.

Feeling the surging power in her body, she said hesitantly, "I think I have reached level 3."