Reckless Through The New World

The summit of this St. Francis Mountain is unusually open, and there are many traces of excavation. The panda could see at a glance that the top of the mountain was artificially leveled, creating an open space of at least 10,000 square meters.

In this open space, there is a small western-style building of a small scale. The mansion is surrounded by a large field that should not be on the top of the mountain at all. There are many kinds of flowers and trees growing in the field, which looks a bit messy.

At the edge of the field, a pale green light rose from the ground, like a cover upside down on the ground, covering the field and the small western-style building.

This mask is obviously some kind of protective magic circle. Panda noticed that although the night wind on the top of the mountain was very strong, the flowers and trees on the fields inside the mask did not sway at all, and even the leaves did not tremble at all.

(Windproof? Or... something else?)

Panda murmured inwardly, went straight to the direction facing the main entrance of the mansion, stood outside the green mask, reached out and knocked on it twice.

As soon as he touched it, he felt a sour taste coming towards him, and he couldn't help frowning.

Toxic, and not too toxic!

(Perhaps this is the effect of the magic circle?)

He pondered, but did not stop the action of "knocking on the door".

This level of poison has little effect on him.

The better one's physique, the stronger the resistance to toxins. The physique is so high that it can even activate the special passive skill of "invulnerable to all poisons". In addition, there are some races and occupations that can activate this skill in advance when the physique has not reached that level, and gain immunity to various common toxins.

The physique of the panda is not that high, but the toxin is not so strong that it needs to be resisted by "invulnerable to all poisons". With his physique, such toxins can still poison him, but the rate of blood loss is very slow. As long as he uses a little divine power, he can heal himself.

Even, he can directly dissolve the toxins that invaded his body with the help of divine power.

When he did this, he clearly felt a cool energy spread out, and then the experience value began to rise, and there was a special state of "cultivating" on his body.

After detoxification, this toxin is actually beneficial to the human body?

Panda couldn't help being a little curious, and wanted to meet the wizard in Xiaoyanglou and have a good talk with him.

I believe the Druids will be very interested in this wonderful method, and the doctor Anka and his eldest disciple Jeanne will also be very interested.

He just knocked like this for about five minutes, and a tired and unhappy voice came from the Xiaoyang Building: "Who is it! Knock knock knock in the middle of the night! You still don't let people sleep!"

With a whimper, the door opened, and a tall, thin young man in off-white pajamas stepped out.

He looks pretty handsome, but the obvious disgust expression on his face has greatly discounted his appearance - if he is as handsome as Wu Yanzu in normal state, he is probably equivalent to Guldan now, um , is the role played by Wu Yanzu in the Warcraft movie.

A character with the classic line "So what's the price? Become as handsome as me!"

Well...maybe no lines like that...

As soon as the young man went out, he noticed the panda standing outside the mask, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and the expression on his face became serious.

"Not a knight under the mountain?" he asked in surprise, "where did you come from?"

The panda pointed to the direction of the back mountain.

"What's the meaning?"

"Didn't you say that you can climb up?" Panda said lightly, "I climbed up from there."

The young man's eyes widened in shock.

"You...you climbed up from the back mountain?!" His voice became louder, "It's impossible!"

"It may or may not be possible, but I climbed up anyway." Panda said, "Don't you think you should talk to me about something practical?"

The young man came back to his senses and realized his gaffe. He hurriedly coughed twice to hide his embarrassment, and returned to his previous serious expression.

"Now that you've climbed up, you're entitled to a chance to change your destiny," he said. "Mortal, what do you want? Power? Wealth? Status? Honor? Knowledge? Or the chance to become a wizard?"

"I don't need that," Panda replied. "I just want to get some information."

"Inquire about news?" The young man was taken aback again.

He imagined that this strange mortal would make all kinds of requests, but he never thought of this one.

Climbing up St. Francis from a steep cliff just to get a message?

Where did this freak come from!

But he held back this time, without losing his temper.

As a high-level wizard apprentice who is close to a full-fledged wizard, he should be able to remain calm in every situation.

This is the basic cultivation of wizards, and it is also necessary to survive. Those who cannot do this will most likely die in a certain experiment or adventure, or will die in a certain experiment or adventure.

...Although those who can do this are equally likely to die in experiments or adventures, they will at least survive a little easier than those frizzy guys.

"Well, if you're willing to exchange your precious opportunity for some news..." he said helplessly, "this is your power."

"So, what do you want to know?"

Panda smiled contentedly, and then asked his own question: "I want to know, has anyone obtained or found a black, indestructible stone in the last ten years? Or, is there a general manager? Is it the expressionless person who likes to toss with all kinds of animals and transform them into strange appearances?"

The young man frowned, thought for a while, and shook his head: "I have no impression of what you said."

Panda sighed: "If that's the case...then I want to ask, when will the next flight to the Black Earth Continent pass by?"

The young man's eyes widened and he lost his temper again.

"You... you are also a wizard apprentice?" he asked in a voiceless voice.

Panda thought for a while, then said noncommittally, "Almost."

"No wonder!" The young man suddenly realized, "So you are also a wizard apprentice! No wonder you were able to climb up from the back mountain!"

His expression suddenly became a little more relaxed, but then it turned into confusion: "But... well, why do you want to go to the Black Earth Continent? It's not safe now!"

"What happened over there?" Panda asked suspiciously.

According to the information he knew, the wizarding world was divided into four main regions. The wasteland continent, where mortals lived, had a relatively low concentration of magic power and was not suitable for wizards to practice. The black soil continent, where wizard apprentices and low-level wizards lived, was very large and covered There are various ancient ruins and countless wizard organizations; the red earth continent where senior wizards live, has a high concentration of magic power, but the area is not large, and is basically divided by various senior wizards; only legendary wizards dare to set foot on it. The Broken Islands, the concentration of magic power is extremely unstable, there are extremely high-level ancient ruins, and some very terrifying creatures live.

It should be a matter of course for a wizard apprentice to leave the wasteland continent and go to the black soil continent. There seems to be no danger, other than the need to pay an expensive airship fee.

Where does the term "unsafe" come from?