Technician’s Manual

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As the only sorcerer who can leave illegal buildings in the Void, the name drama poet is familiar to most sorcerers. Whether you wander in the Sea of ​​Knowledge or Ruby Mountain, you may encounter his carefully prepared "Inheritance Game" ".

Unlike most inheritances that may restrict the faction of spells, the game of Drama Poet can take care of almost all spellcasters. As long as you follow the rules honestly and pay a small price, you can get super cost-effective returns from the game. But if the sorcerer is not greedy enough and wants to get more, the drama poet will cancel the "newcomer discount", and the sorcerer must pay a full price in exchange for the corresponding reward.

Although the drama poet is very mysterious, perhaps because of his flashy and noisy style, the magicians all think that he should be very strong, but not so strong. The silver magician thinks that the dramatic poet should be a legendary magician, and the legendary magician reckons that the dramatic poet may be a divine lord in the past. Only those magicians like Ashura who have seen the divine lord realize how outrageous power the dramatic poet holds.

The gods can destroy the world, tamper with history, and dominate all beings. The majesty of the six wings radiates from heaven to every corner of the virtual world, but they can't leave heaven and set foot on the earth! Not to mention the Seraphim, even the highest stars cannot come to the world—but if she could come to the world, Yaxiu would have been taken away by her and locked up in a small black room!

And drama poets can not only walk in various layers of the virtual environment, but also leave behind many illegal buildings that will not be demolished by the virtual environment. At first glance, I didn’t think much of it, but now that I think about it, I realize how outrageous it is—it operates on its own, and the rules are perfect. Isn’t this equivalent to an eternal spectacle?

Every time a drama poet leaves a special facility in the void, it is equivalent to building an eternal spectacle belonging to the void. Ash even suspects that these illegal buildings will become the world's secret domain in the future.

This mysterious existence who claims to be a magician, but the power he possesses is not something that a magician can touch. Instead, it is more like another great life that Ash is very familiar with—

"Hey, you guys can't really guess who I am, can you?"

The drama poet took out a bag of potato chips from the bag, slapped a hole, and laughed while eating: "But I am very impressed with you two. Let me think about it, the sea of ​​knowledge, warm the wardrobe, then It's the ghost prophet, the record you left here for the first time. I still remember that you were hesitant in "Soul Armament", "Pioneer Armament" and "Guard Armament", but in the end I chose you. Leave a picture of your favorite elf court dress. Alas, you were quite naive and lovely back then. "

"Nuannuan wardrobe?" Yaxiu was taken aback.

"It means that you have to pick a suit of clothes from the closet to take a photo. The higher the score, the more precious the magic spirit I will give you." The drama poet looked nostalgic: "That was the shop I opened six thousand years ago. They are fierce and fierce, and they don’t know how to take care of their appearance, and a large group of them walk on the ground with strange shapes. I couldn’t understand it, so I opened a warm wardrobe, hoping to lead their fashion trends.”

"Why haven't I met it in the Sea of ​​Knowledge?"

"Because you are good-looking..." The drama poet glanced at Yaxiu and changed his words: "Because Jian Ji is good-looking, only people with poorly matched clothes can meet the warm wardrobe. For example, the Necromancer you know The teacher once came to Nuan Nuan Wardrobe.”

Yaxiu glanced at Wei Xi, and there was a sense of joy in his eyes that La Lafei found the same kind. Vichy couldn't help but stepped on him, with an angry expression of 'you still pay attention to such trivial things at this time'.

The drama poet smiled and said: "Don't think that the ghost prophet has the same aesthetics as you. The elf court dress she chose is very suitable for her sixteen years old. She is pure, lovely, sunny and cheerful, and she got a high score of 90 points. She just doesn't pay attention to it at ordinary times. Matching. By the way, the necromancer you know only got 3 points."

Ashius couldn't help asking, "Do you have any photos?"

"I'll send it to you later." The drama poet said, "I didn't expect you to even want to see a 3-point photo of a necromancer. The taste is so strong."

"I'm actually saying...

"Just kidding, it's already sent to your bracelet." The dramatic poet laughed, "This is the pure version of the Ghost Prophet you've never seen before."

As soon as Yaxiu opened the Miracle Bracelet to check the photos, Vichy directly pressed it off. The latter took off his miracle bracelet with a half-smile

, Call up the photo to destroy the corpse and wipe out the trace.

She looked up and saw Yaxiu's playful expression of "you still pay attention to such trivial things at this time", she couldn't help but look away awkwardly, her face was light pink, she pursed her lips tightly, and grabbed his hand to help him put it on Miracle bracelet.

"I take back what I said before." The drama poet watched their interaction while eating potato chips: "Although it is not an elf court dress, in this world, apart from the mirror in the warm wardrobe, you have also seen the innocent version of the ghost prophet."

Ash said, "Send the photo again."

"Huh?" Vichy narrowed his eyes and glanced at him.

"I'm talking about Harvey. I want to see how the 3-point photos are matched."

"Your taste is really strange..." The drama poet muttered, and looked at Yaxiu subtly, and Yaxiu blinked, and the drama poet also blinked. The secret exchange was completed under the sub, and the photos with 90 points and 3 points were entered into Yaxiu's photo library.

"Wait," Vichy suddenly remembered this matter: "I went to warm the closet in my first life. I haven't been there since I was reborn."

"Yeah, at that time you have already developed the aesthetics of killing." The drama poet sighed: "But I still think that the elf court dress is more suitable for you than the black death weapon."

Ash and Vichy looked at each other, refreshing their understanding of drama poets once again: Drama poets not only know about the current timeline, but even the timeline of Zhoumu buried by Vichy using the "Second Week Gods", he actually Also know it well!

"Dramatic poet," Ashura squatted down and looked at him horizontally, "Are you the eighth one?"

The drama poet licked the potato chip crumbs on his fingertips, tilted his head and pondered for a moment: "It's the first time I've heard someone call me 'eighth.' I know what you're asking...I can only say , I don’t count.”

No denying yes, but not quite..... Ash reached out and picked up a piece of potato chips, "I have a question to ask you." "Ask, but I don't know everything, I just lived a little longer a little."

"Yuan Angel was imprisoned in the cage of stars for half a year, why didn't you save her?"

Vichy was taken aback for a moment, never expecting that Yaxiu would ask such a question. It can be seen that the drama poet was also very unexpected. He silently looked at Ash, who was eating potato chips, as the rain dripped on the stone floor outside.

"...I thought that after you took half of the Holy Grail, you would start to rejoice that you participated in this feast that determines the fate of the world, and that you witnessed the fall of angels." The drama poet took off his hat and said calmly: "You are better than Ghost Prophet surprised me even more....I never thought you really cared about her."

"I still care about many people in the kingdom of stars." Ash asked, "Do you care about Yuan Angel?"

"If there are only two options of 'care' and 'don't care', then I definitely care. Although she doesn't pay much attention to me and focuses on maintaining the balance of the world, even if she is fat, she will have feelings after getting along for a long time, not to mention Are we friends who have known each other since the source of the Golden River?"

The drama poet didn't care about the secrets he revealed casually, saying: "But our values ​​​​are different from yours. For example, when the wind sees the rain stop, do you think the wind will be sad?"

"She chose to be the rain that bathes all beings, and I chose to be the wind that blows the windmill. She never interfered with me, and I naturally would not bother her. This is the way we live."

"And," the dramatic poet put on his hat and shrugged, "I'm not as powerful as you think. I never fight anyone, because I can't beat anyone."

No fighting ability?

Vichy was about to move immediately, the drama poet glanced at her, and added with a chuckle: "But I run faster, since ancient times, there have been many people trying to make trouble for me, and those six guys even chased me several times. A hundred years, but the number of times they have come into contact with me is not as much as those three little kids just now... Maybe it is also because of this that they will set their sights on me who are much stronger than me but will not run around source angel."

Asiu thought the same thing, as long as there is a way to deal with drama poets, Fan Xing will not spend more than a thousand years building a cage of stars waiting for rabbits. If dramatic poets really didn't

With any combat ability, his life-saving ability may be the best in the Void Realm, and he may be fine if the Void Realm blows up.

"What about the six hells?"

Ashura asked, "Are you okay with the six hells being swallowed?"

The drama poet shook his head: "I can't help it. I'm sorry, but only you can solve this matter. I'm just the director of the drama, the poet who wrote the lyrics, and I have never had a place on the world stage. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

Ash: "But you should know how to deal with the snake that devours the world, right? Don't you even have any hints?" The drama poet thought for a while, and said sincerely, "A believing heart is your miracle?"

Yaxiu fully understood the anger of the three brats just now, he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to beat this guy up, but now Vichy grabbed him and asked, "Then what are you trying to do in front of us? "

Dramatic poet: "The wind in the Senluo Kingdom told me that the Ghost Prophet has fallen into evil. I wondered how far the Ghost Prophet could go. The picture of you holding hands has been preserved as an important historical material...Hey, this is the city center, so don't mess around!"

This time it was Ash's turn to hug Vichy, who was about to start his soul scream, and he said angrily, "So what are you here for?"

"Okay, no kidding, the snacks are almost finished." The drama poet tore open the last pack of bear biscuits, "It's really weird, other people know what to ask me when they see me, just you two Asking questions here and there, but never being able to get to the right question.....”

"I'm here to tell you how to lift up the kingdom of heaven and step into heaven."