The black and gray kettle was emitting white steam. It was lifted from the stove. When the lid was opened, the smoke spread out, like a lingering fairyland. Behind it was a pair of carefully watching eyes, bright and slightly wet.
Alyssa turned off the fire with her white hands, lifted the kettle, poured the boiling water into the white porcelain tea set, and watched the light red tea leaves swirl and float, forming a circle of foam, floating up and down.
Every movement she made was very careful, as if it were shining. After making three cups of tea, she smiled slightly, contentedly placed them on a silver tray, and held them with one hand before carrying them out.
Outside the house, the big cat man and Baggins are sitting on the terrace of the platform. The grapevine planted by Etila has stretched out its branches. The green leaves are hanging over everyone's heads, and the light and shadow are cut. The lion paladin is concentrating on
Carving a brand new pipe with a carving knife.
"Rhett, Mr. Baggins, Miss Siesta, the tea is ready."
There was a small round table in the center of the terrace. There were several refreshments on the round table, and there were a few white wooden chairs scattered around. Miss Delise leaned on the corner of the chair and squinted her eyes lazily.
"Thank you for your hard work, Alyssa." The big cat man put down the carving knife in his hand and smiled gently.
"Miss Attila works much harder than me." Alice said with a smile, "She prepares all the refreshments by herself."
"Indeed, her craftsmanship is still the same as when she was in the Hill of Giant Trees, and she has not deteriorated at all." The big cat man agreed.
"Thank you." Baggins also put down the communication crystal in his hand and nodded to her. On the crystal, the scene of Van Rieke's field was transmitted in real time. The crowd above was separated to the left and right, and the winner of the previous game was slowly walking off the field.
Above are their familiar faces.
"Ed and the others won again." Alyssa looked at the scene and smiled with arched eyebrows.
"A narrow win," Baggins replied.
Siesta was taking the tea cup and just nodded to Alisa.
"Mr. Baggins also studies craftsman competitions?" Alyssa asked curiously.
"Some idea," Baggins continued.
The wind blew through the grape trellises and the leaves rustled. The southerly wind passed through Istania, carrying the dry smell of sand.
Attila frowned and walked out of the galley at the bow of the ship and said to several people: "Mr. Huiyan is a little uneasy. I don't know what is nearby that makes it look like this."
At this moment, Miss Delise suddenly opened her eyes, let out a 'meow', stretched out on her feet on the ground, and then quickly jumped to the side of the ship, standing there with her tail raised.
The Lion Paladin put down the carving knife in his hand, picked up the scepter leaning on the chair, stood up, and looked across the side of the ship in that direction toward the sparkling long lake.
In the afternoon, there were not many people in the port area. Everyone went to watch the game. The sun was shining directly and the visibility was extremely high. You could clearly see the quiet forest on the other side of the lakeshore a few miles away.
Baggins also picked up his gun.
"A few rotten fish and shrimps." Rhett narrowed his eyes, his silver-gray eyes showing a dangerous light.
There is a long trestle in the direction of Pier 4. Behind the three-masted sailing ship 'Skaar Beauty', several shadows are sneaking ashore from the water. Those things have lake-green smooth and moist skin, the back of their heads and necks,
Long, spiny fins grow on the back and shoulder blades.
"The sticklebacks." Baggins also recognized these monsters.
"It's definitely not good for these things to appear here," the lion man replied: "When I teach them a lesson, you go find the nearest person."
He hung the scepter behind him and walked forward.
But Alyssa stopped the two of them: "Please wait, Mr. Baggins, Mr. Reid."
"What do you think that is?" she asked, pointing in the direction of the long lake.
On the sparkling lake, a shallow white wave is rushing in this direction. It is several miles long from left to right, like a white line, slowly moving towards the port.
…
The corpse was lying on the ground, its face hidden in the shadow of the backlight, motionless. Thick blood gurgled out quietly, and the blood soaked into the masonry, like slowly expanding black spots.
The fatal wound was a penetrating wound to the chest, where the armor dented inward and rolled over.
You can imagine a spear piercing through the back with great force, passing through two layers of armor and leaving a gap in the moss-covered stone bricks. Then the attacker pulled out the spear, and the owner of the corpse fell to the ground.
The gushing blood left drag marks on the ground.
The spear caused a deep cut at the entry point, and you can imagine it had a flat edge on each side. In Nognis, spears with such edges are often held in a strong hand.
.
The dry and slender arms were covered with gray scales.
The slender lizard figures were like several shadows cast at the entrance to the sewer. They made low chattering sounds, and then disappeared into the dark tunnel like ghosts.
In the distance, there was a sound like a roaring mountain and a tsunami in the square.
Cheers spread to this unknown corner.
The shock even caused the glass of a two-story building a street away to shake slightly——
Yu Wenyu pressed his hand on the glass. The glass craftsmanship in Aitaria was far inferior to that on Earth. The impurities on the glass looked like stars when looked closely. When they trembled, he couldn't see clearly the entrance to the apartment on the other side of the street.
He doesn't like accidents.
Just like the moment you put the target into the crosshairs, wind deflection, ballistic drop, humidity, and subtle physiological shaking are all taken into account.
After crossing the square, we reach here, which is the common residence of more than ten guilds in Vanric. The apartment in front of us belongs to the Throne of Shadows. A little further forward is the core area of the Elfendor Spire.
The headquarters of the Southern Alchemist Alliance, the center of the city hall and the city boundary.
At this moment, under his gaze, three people walked out of the entrance of the apartment. The three of them were covered in gray war robes, which were the costumes of the Southern Alliance. But there was nothing unusual about it. The three of them walked towards the square together. So
Yu Wenyu picked up the pen and wrote down the appearance of the three people.
The job was boring, but it was just right for him.
After he finished writing the last word, he put down his quill and turned his gaze to one side. The guards guarding the sewer entrance in that direction disappeared again. Yu Wenyu shook his head and muttered in his heart. Compared with them, these guards have no responsibility.
Heart.
But the fat man sitting opposite suddenly stood up.
"where you go?"
"I'll go take a look." Luo Hao replied, "You stay here."
"What does their desertion have to do with you? This is not your task."
Luo Hao looked at this guy with a bit of disdain: "Please show some initiative. We are not here to be scarecrows. The leader wants us to prevent accidents."
"What is an accident?" Luo Hao said angrily: "Accident is when a thousand-mile dike collapses in an ant nest."
Yu Wenyu glanced at him: "A general doesn't need soldiers who think too much."
"Antique thoughts," Luo Hao said and walked out.
…
Su Changfeng heard a rustling sound coming from the communication crystal in his hand.
The noisy background was gradually converging into a complete sentence: "Captain... we have found the target..." But he did not respond. He only covered the crystal with his hand and looked up -
In the sky, the big boy was scratching his head and accepting an interview with a reporter from Earth with an embarrassed look on his face: "Sir, are you the team leader of Ragnarok? You are a bit unfamiliar. Is this your first time competing on behalf of Ragnarok?
"
"May I ask how you feel after winning Silver Vislan?"
Fang Yu was confused and didn't expect this step at all.
He could only laugh and say: "It's okay..."
"Excuse me, how are you doing? Have you achieved the goal you expected?"
How did he know, Fang Pliong said angrily in his heart.
"It's okay..." Fang Yu thought about it seriously and felt a little short of words: "It's just...it's okay."
Off the court, both Sophie and Tang Xin were holding their foreheads.
The reporter was also a little speechless: "What are Ragnarok's next goals?"
"Well, let's strive for third place... right?"
Fang Yu thought for a moment and decided to use the metaphor of soul fingerprint.
Of course, that's not what he had in mind.
But sure enough, this answer was in line with the reporter's expectations, and the other person smiled slightly at him: "Thank you, can we take a photo with you?"
Fang Yu nodded stiffly.
A few seconds later, he and the entire Ragnarok team were pictured together, leaving a goofy smile on their faces.
"Captain, what should I do?" The voice of the peripheral team members came from the communication crystal.
Su Changfeng then withdrew his gaze from the sky and replied: "Keep an eye on the area around the square and let him continue to participate in the competition. After the competition is over, invite him over again. Pay attention to his attitude, but also identify him."
"Understood." The team members nodded on the other side of the crystal.
Su Changfeng put away the crystal and took another look at the big boy in the air.
"Silly boy."
he thought.
In the box, Falaise was listening to the dwarf with a frown.
He knocked on the wooden table with his knuckles - he had heard of this boy, but had not seen the records of the game at that time. With multiple parallels, he was indeed a genius at this age.
But the dwarf was a little absent-minded, turning aimlessly through the corners of the thick pile of parchment in his hand, and a somewhat inexplicable idea came to his mind, but he rationally rejected the idea.
Will there be so many coincidences in this game?
But wouldn't the other possibility be more coincidental?
I am really going crazy.
The dwarf craftsman saw him flipping through the stack of lists, and couldn't help being startled: "Mr. President?"
"What?" Falaise then came back to his senses: "You want to drag him into the main competition list, then go ahead, as long as the other party agrees. But don't bother me for the time being, let me be quiet."
The dwarf nodded quickly and turned around excitedly.
But Falaise stopped him: "Wait, what do you want to do?"
The dwarf turned around and looked at him in surprise, wondering, didn't you agree?
Falaise said angrily: "This is during a game, do you want to disrupt the order of the game? Go and handle the relevant procedures first, and then find someone after the game is over."
The other party suddenly understood, and then he bowed and said: "Mr. President, you are right, we will do it now."
Then he left happily again.
Falaise looked at the other party's back and couldn't help but shook his head.
…
Fang Plover finally separated from the crowd and walked out.
He looked around. He had shown his face once in El Paxin, and there should have been video records left at that time. He didn't know how many people had recognized him from the previous interview, but he was somewhat prepared.
So I wasn't too panicked.
He found someone else.
In front of Hummus, Mulan, Cui Yu and Dill, he said straight to the point: "Do you want to win the championship?"
All four of them were stunned for a moment, looking at him inexplicably.
When they were being interviewed, the other two games had also ended one after another - the military team eliminated the Fenris Alchemy Guild, and the elite also took down the Godslayer without any setbacks. Just now, they got the next
A list of opponents for a match.
elite.
Everyone is actually already thinking about the next game, which is the competition for third or fourth place.
After all, how impossible is it to defeat the elite led by the virus? Even the most daring delusional person would not dare to imagine that such a thing would happen.
But after listening to his words, Soul Fingerprint, who was checking the information of the previous game, suddenly turned around, looked at him and asked calmly: "What did you say?"
Fang Yu took a deep breath and repeated his words: "Let me tell you, do you want to win the championship?"
Only then did everyone realize that they heard correctly, and couldn't help but look at each other, a little confused. Before that, Cui Yu among the people might have laughed out loud, but at this time, they couldn't laugh. Everyone could see it.
, Fang Yu is the one who really has the strength to win the championship.
Just themselves...
Liu Liyue was the only one who looked unconcerned. He had lost the last match anyway, so it would be nice to have another match.
Only the soul fingerprint could remain calm, looking at Fang Plover quietly, and asked: "What are you going to do?"
Fang Yu took another breath and replied in the same soft voice: "For an opponent like elite, there is no point in targeting them. We can only face the opponent head-on - defeat the opponent with an absolute advantage on the two questions we can determine."
After he finished speaking, everyone was quiet for a while.
"Defeat the elite with an absolute advantage?" Mu Lan almost reached out to touch the forehead of this junior, wondering if he was talking nonsense: "With us, we are thankful that we are not defeated by the opponent with an absolute advantage."
But Fang Yu looked at Dill and Cui Yu, and was obviously prepared: "Originally, of course it was not possible, but if the production project can be confirmed, it is not without a chance. Dill, Cui Yu, this scene requires you two to give full play to your talents."
He paused for a moment: "So I ask you again, do you want to win the championship?"
The two looked at each other with some confusion.
But they can all see the unrealistic ambitions of young people in each other's eyes.
They shook their fists and turned around and nodded together.
Fang Yu took out his pocket watch and glanced down at the time. Then he raised his head and said to the two of them: "There will be an intermission after the quarter-finals, and there are also other personnel from the elite and the military.
We have almost half an hour for an interview."
He looked at the two of them: "Follow me."
After saying that, Fang Yu looked at the soul fingerprint on the side. The soul fingerprint was also looking at him. He only pondered for a moment and nodded to him.
Not because of anything else——
Instead, the communication crystal she held in her hand was emitting a faint light.
There are several pieces of information on it:
"Have you received anyone?"
"Let him do what he wants, soul."
Signed by, Odin.
…
Fang Yu took Dill and Cui Yu to a cafe outside the square. Since everyone gathered in the square, there was no customer here at the moment and it seemed a little quiet. The boss looked at a few people curiously.
Then he nodded to them:
"The weather is nice, everyone."
"What do you want?"
Fang Yu also nodded in response. "We want to borrow a place. Just three glasses of water will be enough."
The boss was a kind-hearted middle-aged man. He smiled when he heard this: "I recognize you. You are contestants. I heard that your opponent will be very strong in the next match. You want to borrow a place to practice, right? Wait a minute -
—”
He shook his chubby body and returned to the bar to get some silver cups, placed them in front of the three of them, filled them with tea: "It's free today, you can do whatever you want."
Fang Plover quickly thanked the other party.
The boss smiled and waved his hand, then walked aside to watch the three of them practice.
Fang Yu then asked Dill and Cui Yu to sit down. The two of them also looked at him a little doubtfully. Although they did have some unrealistic fantasies about the championship, they were more curious about what method he planned to use to win.
They beat elite.
Fang Yu then took out the materials he had prepared and placed them one by one on the table. There were not many things, just a few copper sheets, an alloy ingot, a few gems, and some semi-finished parts, gears and the like.
thing.
After he counted it and confirmed that the items were correct, he raised his head and said to the two of them: "Actually, you are all very talented in the fields you are good at. You may not be much worse than elite people. The so-called geniuses are sometimes just
I just have more experience than you. Cui Yu, you are in crystals and exquisite production, and Dill, you are in materials and potions."
"But time is limited right now, so we can only choose some tricky methods. In the next round, we will ban large equipment and choose crystal production and magic tools. In order to prevent the other party from banning these two items, we have to prepare an additional potion science."
"Dill, your learning ability is better than Cui Yu, so it's up to you to prepare these two items."
Although Cui Yu was a little unconvinced after hearing this, he moved his lips but still did not make a sound.
Dill just nodded quietly after hearing this.
Both of them were actually a little surprised. It turned out that the other party had not been idle these days, but had been quietly observing them. Their characteristics were not a secret in the team.
But the other party was just a teammate who had been with them for less than a week, and he actually understood their personal abilities clearly.
Little did he know that this was no difficulty for Fang Plover. There were all kinds of alchemists, some of whom had been famous for a long time, and some of whom were still active in the second world. He had seen so many of them, and their personal characteristics were, to put it bluntly,
It’s just a bias towards skill investment.
It's easy to tell from some usage habits.
Fang Yu continued: "Next, I will teach you how to make sensitive burst plug-ins, wind deflection crystals and magic penetration potions. Due to time constraints, you do not need to understand the principles. You only need to go through these three types of production processes."
"You only have half an hour. Whether you can defeat the elite depends on how much you can master from the process."
Both of them were a little startled.
"But I can do these things..." Cui Yu finally couldn't help but ask.
"Mr. Ed," Dill also reminded in a low voice: "There is no elemental crystal in the material."
Fang Yu calmly replied: "I know."
He raised his right hand and made a slight stroke, like a golden fire blooming on the dark fingertips of Gu Wangzhi's pride.
A golden magic circle flew out under his light gestures, suspended in mid-air, shining brightly. "But what I want to teach you is a different method," Fang Yu looked at the figure calmly.
The golden magic circle turned into fly ash. He held it with his hand, and a dark crystal appeared in his palm.
not far away.
The owner of the coffee shop opened his mouth wide and stared at this scene in stunned silence.
This, this, this, out of nothing!? Is there such alchemy?
…
Set a small goal first, such as remembering in 1 second: Shukeju