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Time passed quickly, and more and more people saw this big truck, which made their discussions on the forum more lively.

Coupled with the elemental cannon that was dragged out before, the forum is discussing what technology or products the Mage Association will come up with that will scare people to death.

In addition, Mo Lan also received many messages from the president, and Mo Lan's unified reply was to discuss with him face to face after he returned.

Of course, Mo Lan can be sure that these presidents will definitely go to Lin Wu again.

However, Mo Lan can also be sure that Lin Wu must be busy casting the three-ring, or even the four-ring fireball engine. There are many problems in it. Whether it is the constant of the spell model or the limit of the material, it takes a lot of time to test and ponder. Coupled with Mo Lan's refusal, it's only a ghost that Lin Wu would take care of them.

........

The capital of Morse!

Behind Zhang Guangmo was a steel rod slung across his back. The bottom of the rod's head was dark red and black, making it obvious that it was a murder weapon.

He seems to have completely changed at this moment, the close-fitting clothes make him look very capable, and there is a bit of evil spirit between his brows, like an adventurer licking blood on the knife edge, a warrior fighting for his life.

Compared with the red maple satin, the gate of the capital city is obviously a bit deserted, only many aborigines and players line up to enter the city, and the so-called market at the gate of the city does not exist.

But after entering, you can feel the prosperity of the royal capital.

The excrement of the entire capital has been contracted by the players, so there is no more suffocating stench.

Walking on the street, looking at the caravans coming in and out, and looking at the plainly dressed but rosy-faced aborigines, from this point of view, the capital seems to be not bad, prosperous and rich.

However, Zhang Guangmo didn't stay here too long. He opened the map of the capital and glanced at it before heading west.

As Zhang Guangmo left the main road and entered the alley, the number of people on the road gradually decreased. After passing through a narrow alley, Zhang Guangmo seemed to have entered a completely different city.

The place is chaotic and dark, and there are dilapidated and leaky wood and straw houses. From time to time, there are people who are skinny and pale, lying on the ground, panting for breath.

When Zhang Guangmo entered here, pairs of eyes emerged from the darkness to stare at Zhang Guangmo who broke into here.

But when he saw the steel rod on Zhang Guangmo's back, many eyes disappeared, but also some eyes showed a trace of greed.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, boy, hand over the steel rod behind you, or I will kick your ass hard with my spiked boots."

A fat man with a fat stomach and a swollen face stopped Zhang Guangmo with a butcher's knife.

A few gangsters with tattoos on their hands blocked the back way, and when they heard the fat man's words, they all laughed exaggeratedly, and then looked greedily at the steel rod on Zhang Guangmo's back.

Here, an eyebrow-level steel rod is a huge fortune.

What's more, with their tricky eyesight, they can completely see that the steel used to cast steel bars is definitely extremely rare and high-quality steel, which can easily be sold for a sky-high price.

"He's going to die."

"Being targeted by the butcher, what a pity for this fair little face."

"This steel rod is probably going to be in the hands of the butcher. Hurry up and inform the boss."

There were whispers in the dark corners and alleys around.

Chapter 325 Plagiarism Spell

"Ugh."

Zhang Guangmo sighed after a moment of silence.

"I used to think that wrapping a layer of steel was a low-key thing. I thought that no matter how poor you are, you won't be so poor, right?"

"I used to think that I washed it too new, it didn't look like a murder weapon, it looked like a novice.

So I didn't wash off the blood. "

Zhang Guangmo smiled.

"But why do you still come to seek death?"

"Hey, come on!"

The fat man was furious, and he waved his hand directly, and a group of people rushed up.

Among them, the fat man is a professional fighter, while the others are just ordinary people.

Zhang Guangmo sighed slightly, under the capture of mental power, every movement of them was clearly reflected in Zhang Guangmo's mind.

The mechanical mind learned from Mo Lan was modified by him into a quick calculation spell, instantly calculating the angle, direction, and strength of the opponent's effort.

At the next moment, which direction to avoid, how far to move, the strength required, how to fight back, etc. all came to Zhang Guangmo's mind.

In addition to this spell, there is another spell running silently in the depths of his mind and body.

During this period of time, Zhang Guangmo went deep into various dangerous areas as an adventurer, and it was not without any gains.

Zhang Guangmo's progress in his own research is not slow at all after he has been in contact with adventurers who lick blood at knife point for a long time, and has been in contact with and fighting monsters for a long time.

In addition to this calculated combat spell that kept him perfectly sane, he had created another spell.

This spell is not yet perfect, it is only a semi-finished product, but the effect is still obvious.

This hidden spell will be activated when Zhang Guangmo feels a certain amount of pressure when the data calculation is not good enough to fight, and Zhang Guangmo has already started to fall into a disadvantage.

Once the spell is activated, it will abandon the rational calculation style of play, and stimulate the body and brain, simulating the instinctive battle response of monsters and adventurers.

Abandon the brain directly, and fight through intuition and the subconscious reaction of the body. In the face of an attack, the body will subconsciously reproduce the instinctive reaction entered.

This spell can directly copy the fighting intuition that others have trained in countless life-and-death situations, and it can also copy the muscle response brought about by countless training sessions.

This spell is very weak in the early stage, rigid and stiff, and if you are not careful, you will die suddenly.

But as more and more instinctive reactions are entered, the spell will become stronger.

Entering a person's instinctive reaction, fighting for 5 minutes, Zhang Guangmo was directly stabbed 37 times by the enemy.

Entering the instinctive reactions of ten people, Zhang Guangmo was only stabbed 10 times in 28 minutes.

But after entering the instinctive reactions and muscle memory of a hundred people, Zhang Guangmo successfully singled out three fighters of the same level.

So far, Zhang Guangmo has successfully recorded the instinctive and muscular reactions of [-] professional fighters by using his mental power.

At this moment, he is like a veteran who has experienced hundreds of battles, and the battle has become easier.

So far, Zhang Guangmo has not discovered the upper limit of this spell.

one thousand?Ten thousand?One hundred thousand?million?

Zhang Guangmo doesn't know, but he looks forward to the day when the reactions and skills of millions of fighters are recorded.

When he came back to his senses, he drew back the steel rod with his right hand and stepped forward.

Ten seconds later, Zhang Guangmo slowly put away the steel rod, without looking back, and walked straight forward, only one sentence slowly echoed in the dark alley.

"Two hundred and nine..."

After Zhang Guangmo left, a group of people ran out from some unknown corner, and their faces changed slightly when they saw the appearance of the butcher and others.

"A ruthless man!"

But despite this, the movements in his hands did not slow down at all, he quickly searched them, found something and ran away.

After a while, they were searched completely, even their clothes were stripped off, and after the search was over, these people scattered and disappeared.

After a while, several people dragged the wooden cart over, lifted the body onto the wooden cart, flushed several buckets of water on the ground, and then dragged the wooden cart away.

The alley became quiet again, only the blood flowing on the ground and the dark red ground silently told what happened just now.

Zhang Guangmo walked in this chaotic area, and the fresh blood stained on the steel rod made his pupils shrink and he shrank away.

Zhang Guangmo looked around, found a rather lively place, and walked over.

This is a tavern, and Zhang Guangmo had a smile on his face when he saw the tavern.

Stepping in, the tavern was quiet for a moment when the door was opened, many eyes focused on Zhang Guangmo, and when he saw the blood stained on the steel rod, the tavern suddenly returned to its original state, just as noisy.

Zhang Guangmo's expression didn't change at all, he strode to the front of the bar, looked at the ragged waitress, took a few more glances, took out four big coins and spread them out one by one on the bar.

"Have a stout."

After a while, Zhang Guangmo asked casually while drinking the unpalatable beer.

"Is there anything exciting recently? Let's hear it."

........

On the chariot, Lu Zhouhao was still bouncing back and forth in the air, but he was dictating his answer to Mo Lan at this moment.

"...So I can't catch up, there is a distance of 429.2KM left."

After Lu Zhouhao finished speaking, the entire cockpit of the chariot fell into silence.

Lu Bin looked at Lu Zhouhao in surprise, connected with Mo Lan's spirit, and said to Mo Lan with a smile.

"Your nephew is still a little genius, you can think calmly and figure out the answer so quickly.

How did you say it just now, slap your face, hahahaha. "

Mo Lan also fell into silence, and spoke slowly after a long time.

"It's careless."

After speaking, Mo Lan looked at Lu Zhouhao, with a heartfelt smile on his face, and proudly said to Lu Bin.

"But it's nothing, don't look at who is the nephew, who taught it."

"cut."

Lu Bin curled his lips, but saw Lu Bin talking to Lu Zhouhao again.

"Okay, you did a good job, you are very smart, and you have initially possessed the qualities to become a mage.

But there is still some distance to be an excellent mage, are you willing to accept new challenges? "

"I am willing!"

The excited Lu Zhouhao said loudly.

"Okay, then I will give you a new challenge, the new topic is very simple.

Other conditions remain the same, the speed of the chariot is increased, the speed is 79 meters per hour, and the rest is 8000 minutes and 37 seconds every 54 minutes and 61 seconds. The chasing person has a higher cultivation level, and the current speed is 8000 Point five three seven two four three [-] meters per hour, may I ask if this newcomer can catch up, when can he catch up, and where will he catch up!

This topic is very, very difficult, can you complete it!

If you can't, you can let it go..."

"I can!"

Lu Bin looked at Lu Zhouhao with a serious face, sighed silently, and connected with Mo Lan's spirit.

"You are a real dog, be a human being."

Chapter 326 Leaving the Novice Village

"stop!"

A soldier stood on the city wall, his legs were trembling, but he still clenched the weapon in his hand and shouted loudly.

The people at the gate of the city fled in a hurry, wanting to go in, but the soldiers inside turned pale and tried their best to close the gate.

Only the player looked at the tracked truck in shock and curiosity.

"Hey, this is the chariot of the Mage Association, right?"

"Yes, didn't the Mage Association say to go to the Royal Capital to communicate? You must pass through this fortress when you leave the Royal Capital. If you meet here, who else could it be?"

"It seems to go up and touch it."

"Then you go."

"Tch, I'm not stupid. What if I get killed later, the screenshot will be over, and I won't die if I don't do it."

At this moment, the door on the side of the chariot opened, and Mo Lan stepped down.

The soldiers and generals on the city wall breathed a sigh of relief when they saw people coming down from the steel monster.

It’s fine if it’s not some strange monster, it’s human beings who can communicate.

The general stepped forward, stood on the city wall and shouted loudly.

"who?"

"I am Earl Jingshui of Red Maple City, and this is my mechanical construction.

I'm going to the capital now, please let me go. "