In a room that exudes a faint aroma of books, a man who looks like a scholar is sitting casually at the table, gently flipping through a yellowed book in his hand. It can be seen from the smile in the corner of his mouth
He was obviously in a good mood at this time.
Judging from his appearance, this gentle and scholar-like man is definitely no more than thirty years old, but those who know him well know that this gentle and jade-like man is the head of the An family, An Yitian, one of the few three-star strong men in China.
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Seeing this, An Yi Tianyi raised his head with some feeling. After taking a sip of tea, he gently put down the diary in his hand and said, "Come in."
After a while, the door slowly opened, and an old man over fifty years old walked in. This man was Song Zhou, the housekeeper of the An family, and he had also met Zhang Xinyu and me.
As soon as he entered the door, Song Zhou hurriedly spoke: "Master, there was news from the Imperial Bureau just now, saying that a ghost master had just been sent to attack the contestants of the Spiritual Bureau Competition.
Now the players are trapped in the war zone and cannot come out, and the ghost slaves are killing wantonly inside. The situation is very critical. The Imperial Bureau hopes that all three-star strong men in China can rush to support!"
Having said this, Song Zhou paused and said, "The Ye family brothers and sisters are all inside."
"What did you say?"
Hearing this, An Yitian's eyes flashed, and the next moment his figure suddenly disappeared into the room like a ghost. Only the steaming hot tea and the flipped book proved that there had been something here before.
human existence.
"I knew that was the case." Looking at the empty room, Song Zhou shook his head with a wry smile, put away the half-drunk hot tea, and closed the door.
After Song Zhou left, the wind brought by the door gently blew up the yellowed diary on the table. Among the yellowed pages that already had some cracks, it was written that An Yitian was still handsome.
Character.
"On June 5, 1988, two more people died in the class today. If Ye Han hadn't turned the tide at the critical moment, I'm afraid more people would have died..."
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I have to say that Ghost Slave's action efficiency is much lower than I imagined.
According to my expectation, if I stand in the position of a ghost slave, the most efficient action is to divide the troops into nine groups and act alone, that is, nine people advance in different directions. In this way, the scope of each person's responsibility is less than
One-eighth, the movements must be several times faster than moving at once.
However, we stayed under the cave for half an hour, and there was no movement from the outside world. If it weren't for the occasional roar of ghost beasts coming from a distance, we even thought we were the only ones left in the entire war zone.
The continuous calm around us relieved our nervous and anxious mood, and we were no longer as panicked as we were at first. For the purpose of relieving stress, we began to communicate in low voices.
"Actually, don't be so heavy-hearted. Even if you do meet a ghost slave, it may not be a dead end. Didn't you hear what Director Xiao said? They have already been hit hard."
Compared with everyone else, Xu Xue's mentality was more stable. She said to everyone: "The soul will not recover easily after being injured. The strength of the ghost slaves now is definitely far less than before, and it may not be as strong as in its heyday."
half of."
"Yes, and the strength of ghost slaves is much weaker than that of ordinary practitioners. I have fought against ghost slaves and know this."
Hearing this, I nodded and added: "If you really encounter a ghost slave, you can use life-saving tools to trap it unexpectedly and then take the opportunity to escape. It is not impossible to escape safely."
In fact, while I was calming down for a while, I roughly calculated the moving speed of the ghost slaves.
A normal two-star early-stage powerhouse can reach the speed of sound within a certain period of time when the firepower is fully activated. Even at a constant speed, it is enough to reach about 300 meters per second.
However, considering the strength of the ghost slaves and the fact that they were severely injured, their speed should be reduced a lot, and they may not even be able to reach 300 meters per second.
Moreover, these ghost slaves were attacked by Xiao Zhilin's soul, and their souls were severely damaged. Their strength will definitely be lower than before, so their speed is conservatively estimated at about 200 meters per second. Although it is twice as fast as us, it is not a
Numerical values that make people unable to compare.
As long as we use the life-saving tools properly, it is still possible to escape from the ghost slaves. In the worst case, burning the soul and drying up the soul is better than dying directly at the hands of the ghost slaves.
"Speaking of which, how should the life-saving props Xiao Zhilin mentioned be used to trap ghost slaves??" Zhao Xingtian frowned and said.
"It's very simple. Life-saving props are related to our respective mental powers. As long as we throw the life-saving props a certain distance and release our mental power remotely, the life-saving props will be released. Once the life-saving props are released, they will be wrapped up nearby.
The nearest life form, so as long as we operate properly, trapping the ghost slaves is not a problem at all." Jiang Chen obviously understood this, and immediately explained.
"That's it..." After hearing this, everyone suddenly realized that although everyone knew what the life-saving items were used for, the triggering mechanism was really unknown.
"Speaking of which, Lin Feng..." Originally, I wanted to ask Lin Feng why his life-saving items were not triggered, but at this moment, I suddenly felt an astonishing aura approaching rapidly from a distance.