Game of Destiny: This player is different

At dawn, Rochester was still gloomy.

It was not as cold as yesterday, but not much colder. Passers-by on the street all wore coats.

Lin'an Street, No. 69.

The flame in the kerosene lamp had long gone out because the fuel was burned out, but fortunately the light coming in from the window made the room not dim.

In the empty room,

A figure sat cross-legged with his arms folded across his chest.

His closed eyes and steady breathing indicated that he was resting.

A night of high-intensity refining and several days of almost sleepless and hard work to make money finally made Qin Nuo, a tough guy, tired.

He needed to take a nap to replenish his energy.

The street gradually became noisy and noisy, and the noise penetrated the door and entered his ears.

Qin Nuo, who remained sitting, spread his shoulders.

As his eyelids lifted, a pair of scattered black eyes slowly gathered and had a focus.

The dark eyes that looked like the deep sea moved gently, sweeping across the shabby and dirty ceiling.

He took out his pocket watch and checked the time.

"I actually slept for two hours. What a sin."

A slightly lazy voice sounded from under the deerstalker hat. Qin Nuo sat up and stretched.

After tidying up his clothes, he began to recall the details of what happened last night.

In the first half of the night, he hit the 50-point proficiency mark and unlocked three new formulas.

In the second half of the night, he rested and began to refine new magic tools.

There was no waste during the period.

Either he was refining or he was recovering his sanity and spiritual power.

The long-term high concentration of attention brought about a huge load like a fuse,

which made the fatigue accumulated over the past few days burst out instantly.

Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore, so he sat on the ground to take a nap.

Of course, there are many ways to prevent others from invading.

As for the harvest,

Qin Nuo opened his backpack and carefully took out the magic tools he refined last night.

36 angry chickens, a pair of rocket boots, an initial kinetic arm and two arcane bombs.

The result of 36 bottles of mercury, not counting the psychic energy and sanity consumed.

The arcane bombs don't cost much, 3 bottles for one.

The rocket boots are also okay, 8 bottles for a pair.

The kinetic arm consumes a lot of money, 20 bottles of mercury are needed to make one.

As for the use...

Qin Nuo's evaluation - you get what you pay for.

Arcane bomb, excellent quality.

The appearance is similar to the old-fashioned earth mine, which consumes 1 psychic energy to ignite.

The specific effect is to absorb 50 to 200 psychic energy points of all targets within the explosion range, and silence them for no more than 5 seconds.

The psychic energy absorbed and the silencing time depend on the target's intelligence attribute.

The damage is negligible, but there are two good control effects.

The only disadvantage is that you have to aim and throw it yourself.

If you can't aim well,

Just like some male colleagues who are not accurate enough, they will miss the target with a roar.

You will be embarrassed, and your partners will look down on you.

Rocket-propelled boots, excellent quality, foot protection.

The appearance is similar to ordinary red rubber boots, and the defense is infinitely close to zero.

The effect is to use the gunpowder propulsion in the boots to make the wearer jump high.

When landing, it will cause fire damage to multiple targets within a range of 20 meters.

The propulsion kinetic energy is strong, which is about the same as a V8 sports car that accelerates to 100 kilometers in 2.9 seconds.

The maximum jump height is 150 meters, and there is no preparation time for the jump.

It can be used as an emergency damage avoidance method, or it can make the wearer feel like a mountain pressing down on his head, and perform a kick from the sky.

It's just the way it appears, which makes people can't help but associate it with a certain earth destroyer.

The disadvantage is that it will disintegrate after three uses.

In addition, due to the unstable structure inside the boots, the wearer may crash midway, the plane will be destroyed and the people will die, the plane will fly away and the eggs will be broken, and the gold machine will be independent.

Overall, the setting is quite disappointing.

After reading the descriptions of two of them, Qin Nuo turned his attention to the third one.

A silver-white painted prop that looks like an exoskeleton arm.

Initial kinetic arm, hand armor, excellent quality.

The special effect increases the user's punching force by 10% 1, and the charge increases to 15% after two seconds.

In addition, the power arm that wraps the entire arm can block damage.

There is a durability limit, and the power arm will be directly scrapped when the durability reaches zero.

A disguised consumable prop.

None of the above is the point.

The knowledge in Qin Nuo's mind tells him that

This kinetic arm is just a basic model, and there will be many upgraded versions in the future.

That is, if you continue to improve your proficiency, you can unlock a more functional and durable power arm.

"I always feel like I'm heading in a strange career direction."

Qin Nuo scratched his head.

His current power system is mainly based on martial arts, but the various magic weapons he has are mechanical.

If it continues to develop like this,

it's like Hulk wearing steelIron Man's nano armor, Superman snatched Wayne's bat suit and put it on himself.

Do you think I'm a weak chicken who relies on equipment to fight and has a worrying body combat power?

In fact, I'm a martial artist who practices muscles and bones and dances with my pectoralis major muscles.

Interesting.

Qin Nuo rubbed his chin, and a meaningful arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Martial arts flow, mechanical flow? No, I want both.

...

A big stroke, and another half a day.

In most people's minds, cemeteries are not such comfortable places.

Even if there are family members buried here.

Not only because it is the resting place of the dead,

but also because the bones under each standing tombstone will make visitors feel watched.

The key is that the demons like this kind of place the most.

Rochester Lakeside Town, Red Pine Forest Church.

The dead trees with green buds on the roadside brought a bit of life to the desolate and heavy cemetery. Behind the scattered dead branches,

A field of ups and downs, the tombstones spreading far away were surrounded by half-person-high iron fences.

On the lonely dirt road, the sound of wheels rolling from far to near came.

The old horse pulled the cart and approached slowly.

Several figures of different heights sat on it.

No one spoke, and the slightly solemn atmosphere made Tara and Beth, mother and daughter, a little panicked.

"We're almost there."

Qin Nuo, the coachman, waved the whip fiercely.

Snap!

The whip hit the horse's butt, leaving a mark.

The old horse felt pain and immediately increased the amplitude of its hoofs.

This simple carriage assembled temporarily was a means of transportation that the player had requisitioned from the mayor's house.

First of all, the cemetery was a bit far away, and it was too slow to walk there.

Secondly, old Daley is old and weak, and he must have been tortured for a few days.

It is better to have a car after being rescued than to carry him back.

"Please, please be gentle, this horse used to be a racehorse."

The mayor, who was following the cart like a prisoner with his hands tied, said distressedly.

This pampered obese middle-aged man was disheveled at this time, and his face was blue and purple.

He had obviously suffered an inhumane beating.

"I asked you to speak?!

You should be hung up to feed pigs for bullying orphans and widows."

Qin Nuo broke off a piece of wood from the edge of the cart and threw it at the mayor.

The light piece of wood rotated rapidly under the blessing of 11 points of power and hit directly.

"Ouch!"

The mayor groaned in pain, and his lower abdomen seemed to be hit by a heavy fist.

The stomach was immediately churning, and it was miserable.

(A side note:

The main purpose of this dungeon is to accelerate the growth of the protagonist. All the people, events, and things involved in it will be used in the story.

It’s just that this kind of Victorian background world view involving the K system is really too big.

It’s hard to explain it in just a few tens of thousands of words... Well, it’s hard to do.

The accumulation of reputation points in the middle has been mentioned briefly, and the item descriptions have also been omitted.

My favorite panel has not been online for a long time.

I will try to speed up later.

The above does not count as the text, really)