The Search for the Lost Life

Although he didn't have any grudges against Mobai, a companion with two plague energies, Whispering cast shadows on those mottled trees with green fluorescent plants. Follow the instructions on the map and walk straight to Taquilin, and when you encounter a tree blocking the way, you have to avoid a certain distance.

"Whispering, even if you are hit by the plague, I can help you fight poison with poison." When Whispering walked around the third tree, Mo Bai, who was rubbing against the big tree to minimize the walking distance, said while suppressing the idea of ​​laughing.

"..." Silently glanced at Mobai, and whispered back to the road again, "Laugh if you want to, you can't understand this kind of psychological barrier." The tone of resentment was only a whisper of the undead. There was no flesh on the skull's face for him to pull.

No matter what, Mobai laughed directly, if it was a string of happy laughter like silver bells, it might be able to dispel the gloom of the dense forest in the land of ghosts.However, because of a bit of restraint, the voice was muffled and joking, and it was [-]% malicious.

The ignorant little undead followed Whisper's pace closely, turned to look at Mobai who covered her mouth and smiled lightly, and stretched out her hand to pull Whisper's clothes: "Brother, that blood elf sister's smile is so pretty."

"Little guy, good-looking things are poisonous." Whispering, he glanced at the little undead and said darkly, barely smiling.

"But, that sister is so white." Of course, the little undead didn't quite understand what the whispered words meant, but he still expressed his thoughts instinctively.

If Whispering has a face, it must be stiff at this moment.This time, he didn’t even look at a certain brat who only knew how to look at the surface, and whispered only to give him one last piece of advice: “Don’t look at how white the surface is, maybe the inside is black and dripping with ink.”

Mobai, who was walking behind at the pace of Whispers, didn't care about Whispers arranging himself in front of a child at all.

She is in a good mood now.

Seeing two undead, one big and one small walking in front, she suddenly thought of wrapping the egg that was securely fixed in a corner of the bag. She wondered what it would be like when the egg hatched?Perhaps, what I should think more about is how to hatch the eggs?Ah, and I wonder if the hatched little guy can talk?

Unknowingly, Mo Bai thought of a certain talking dragon, Alexstrasza.I don't know what relationship this egg has with Alexstrasza, or her mother?

"Mobai, we're here." Whispering turned his head, what he saw was Mobai lost in thought again.

Of course, Mobai doesn't put all his energy into things when he thinks about things, and he can always spare a little bit of vigilance to the things around him.For example, just like now, he will not trip over the short fence in front of him at all, and he will naturally raise his steps and step over.

"Yeah." Nodding, Mobai looked around, "Let's find the hotel first, the letter is not in a hurry." She didn't intend to pay attention to the letter in her hand that was ordered to be delivered in time.Now she is a bit lazy and just wants to find a place to stay still.

I silently looked up at the sky, and whispered to myself that it was getting dark now, instead of sending the letter to pick up the task but being unable to do it now, I should leave the matter for tomorrow.

Then, he successfully persuaded himself to follow Mobai to find the hotel, and of course he didn't forget to pat the little undead beside him: "It's already in Taquilin, you can go home by yourself."

"Are brothers and sisters looking for a hotel?" The little undead didn't obediently run away home to find his parents to comfort the little heart that was just scared, and asked with his head raised.

"Yes, we are a little tired and want to find a place to rest." Whisper said patiently.

The little undead pulled up the clothes whispering again: "Our home is, come with me!"

What a coincidence.

Whispering gave Mobai a thumbs up.

The two followed the little undead back home.

In fact, there are not many buildings in Taquilin, and the entire structure can almost be described at a glance.

And the little undead led the two into the room on the left, which was empty with only a few tables and chairs.

Before he had time to take a closer look, an undead rushed over and grabbed the little undead and said angrily: "Jelko, you slipped outside to play again, didn't you?! How many times have I said that it is dangerous outside, casually One thing can completely kill you!"

"Mom, I was wrong." The little undead obediently admitted his mistake, and did not dodge the female undead's angry movements.

"What happened?" Jelko's quick confession made the female undead stop her excitement. Compared with the performance of sneaking out and coming back several times before, Jerko didn't refute at all this time, which is really abnormal.

"Mom, Joyce is dead." Jelko's voice was full of sadness.

Looking at the appearance of the little undead, Mobai understood what he said.

She already knew what would happen to the creatures here when they died in Eagle Wing Square.Although a new Joyce will appear in the near future, that Joyce is no longer the original one, and only the identity and memory that the character of Joyce was originally given.

After hearing what Jelko said, the female undead immediately became nervous, and anxiously checked Jerko's whole body: "What happened to you? Are you injured? I have to ask someone to check it for you!"

"Mom, I'm fine." Jelko stopped the female undead from moving and made her pay attention to the other two people in the room. "They saved me."

The female undead who cared about the child noticed that there were two people coming back with her son, a strange combination, one undead and one blood elf, just like her son and the little blood elf girl Joyce.

With the help of the female undead's thanks, she whispered and offered to stay here for one night. The female undead naturally readily agreed and prepared a dinner as rich as possible.

After that, the two also learned about the real situation of Taquilin and even the land of ghosts from the female undead.

Because in the southernmost part of the Land of Ghosts, which is also the source of Death Scar, there is a Scourge led by the traitor Darkan Drahir, who all blood elves hate, and they are constantly sending blood to the Death Scar. Destroy endless skeletons and ghouls.The coalition forces on Taquilin's side are under increasing pressure.

After all, in the face of an army that is not worried about attrition, no matter how powerful and excellent an organization is, it will become exhausted and fall into trouble due to the accumulated consumption.

And several troll tribes in the east also took advantage of this opportunity to make tentative feints from time to time. They had to allocate enough troops to repel all the feints to show that they were more than enough to deter those trolls.

"Destroy Darkan Drathir." When there were only two people left, he whispered to Mobai, "This must be the most fundamental task in the Land of Ghosts."

With previous combat experience, Whisper is confident that he can jump levels with Mobai to complete the mission.

Just ask, which player does not want to complete advanced tasks as soon as possible to gain more experience, and finally strive to upgrade faster?

"Arrogance will only lead to unnecessary death." Mo Bai commented on the suggestion contained in the whispering words.

Maybe like them, even after death, they can be resurrected with the same soul, but Mobai regrets her life, she doesn't intend to experience the feeling of death, she doesn't want to die.

Probably surprised by Mobai's reaction, he looked at Mobai in surprise for a long time before shrugging his shoulders to compromise: "You are right, we don't know the specific situation of Darkan yet, let's talk about it tomorrow when we can find out more information. "Obviously, he did not give up on this proposal, but he was very clear that in order to convince Mobai to agree, he must provide more feasible proofs.

Afterwards, Whispering left the hotel with a bag of copper ore. Although he didn't plan to go out to mine alone in the middle of the night in a place like Ghostland, it was okay to melt the ore into ingots in the safe range of Taquilin. If there was enough time It is also a good choice to practice forging and sell unused weapons for some coins.

As for Mobai, he took out the "trophy" he had scooped from the carriage earlier from the bag.

The interesting thing that Whispering said earlier was one of the scrolls.

It recorded an unheard-of recipe, which was very special and did not have the effect of satisfying hunger.

Delicious Wind Snake, you can transform after eating it.

Although he didn't know where the mutated fish needed to make the delicious wind snake came from, let alone what it would look like after transforming, Mobai was still very interested.Simply find it fun.

I don't know what the taste of this stuff is like?Mobai thought in a good mood, and learned the scroll.

Alexstrasza, I want to enjoy this world.Saying this in his heart, Mobai never intends to deviate from the goal he originally set for himself in his heart.

Therefore, she does not intend to continue to challenge those so-called high-level tasks according to the method of whispering, in exchange for experience, the purpose is only to improve herself.

"Little guy, where should we go for a walk tomorrow to see the scenery?" Holding the egg, Mo Bai touched the eggshell and asked without asking for an answer, while finding a comfortable position to lie down.

Whispering exhausted all his energy and returned to the hotel in the middle of the night, what he saw was Mo Bai curled up and holding the mysterious egg securely in his arms.

Just looking at it, I feel a little immature and uneasy.Letting Whispering couldn't help feeling that Mobai was an NPC at the moment, not a player.

As an undead himself, his image is a skeleton. In fact, he doesn't see much expression, just like all the players that Whispering came into contact with when playing the game before entering this world.So even after entering this world, Whispering never integrated himself into it, and still experienced what every player has to do as a player—missions, fighting monsters, and leveling up.

Until I met Mobai and started the journey together with her.

Losing memory seems to be a terrible thing, so terrible that people forget their true self.

Suddenly, such a thought popped up in Whispering's heart, and he shivered to stop himself from thinking about it, and interrupted this feeling with sleep.

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