Mo Lan walked on the uneven mud road with a smile on his face and whistled happily.
"Wayne? Still using me? My ancestors played a bad trick. You really think I'm a fool.
People may look ugly, but they think they are quite beautiful.
Wish you good luck."
Mo Lan thought about this and smiled. If the previous trends were to follow, Wayne would definitely keep a low profile and slowly digest the newly gained territory and benefits.
Maybe it would really work out, but if Mo Lan did this, it would attract the attention of Baron Tieshu Town and others. Not to mention it would work out, the situation would probably be even worse than before, and he might really have to survive in an underground ditch.
When Mo Lan was in a good mood, he waved the wooden stick in his hand casually. There was a vague break on one end of the stick, as if something had been broken off. This was the handle of the hammer of the leader of the Viper Gang when he went to get the bearskin.
I brought it over and felt it was handy, so I took it as a weapon.
At this moment, a group of goblins suddenly jumped out of the grass on the roadside, immediately surrounding Mo Lan.
The goblins were only over one meter tall, and there were about ten or twenty of them. They looked like a group of children in front of Mo Lan.
But now these children were holding arm-thick wooden sticks and rusty machetes with some dark red marks on them, some bloody.
"Hey, go ahead, little brat, I don't have time to play with you."
Mo Lan waved his hand casually to expel them, but these goblins screamed and rushed towards Mo Lan.
Mo Lan smiled when he saw this.
"You guys know I'm only a few dozen experience points away from leveling up, so you're so enthusiastic."
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed forward with a wooden stick in hand, and instantly met a goblin. He raised the wooden stick high and smashed it down with the force of splitting Huashan Mountain.
"Hey, give me a stick!"
The goblin in front of him roared and jumped up, swinging the tetanus blade in his hand and slashing at Mo Lan's knees. However, at this moment, it suddenly noticed that Mo Lan's right eye blinked at it.
While it was wondering, a fireball appeared out of thin air among the unsuspecting goblins behind it.
"boom!"
All the Goblins within more than two meters of the weak point were reduced to charcoal under the fireball, and the shock wave spread. The surrounding Goblins were staggered, leaving a scorched black hole in place.
The atmosphere became silent for an instant, and the goblins in the surrounding area immediately fled away, chirping in fear.
Mo Lan's wooden stick stopped and hung on the goblin's head, looking at it with a half-smile.
Seeing this, the goblin threw the machete in his hand and turned around in fear and ran away. When Mo Lan saw this, he stabbed hard with the wooden stick hanging in the air.
Bang!
A bloody mouth appeared, and the goblin staggered, and instantly burst into faster speed and ran towards the wilderness.
Mo Lan looked at the broken parts of the stick and scratched his head in embarrassment.
"I'm careless. My wooden stick doesn't have a blade, so I can't kill anyone."
Retracting the wooden stick and looking at the goblin's corpse on the ground, Mo Lan didn't take a second glance and just stepped over it and continued moving forward.
As you move forward, the properties panel is also opened.
lv4:35/1000
"One goblin at five points. If the group was wiped out in a wave just now, wouldn't it be basically equivalent to a monster above level five.
I heard that there are a lot of goblins in this area. If you really want to go down there, darling, this road is simply a paradise for killing monsters. Why haven’t I discovered this place before?”
Mo Lan looked at the thirty-five experience points in the experience bar and exclaimed.
As soon as the thought came to mind, twenty-seven experience points were put into the ink cartridge, plus the 973 experience points previously transferred into the ink cartridge, it just made up to one thousand.
First level: 1000/1000
But the moment the experience bar is full, little white lights begin to appear on the upper right side of the ink cartridge.
As the white light gathers, it gradually converges from points into lines.
Lines light up one by one, forming a mysterious pattern on the second side.
Cartridge level two!
Mo Lan took a deep breath and looked at the ink cartridge expectantly.
"This time, another spell slot has been added, and it is a spell slot that can carry a spell of the level of Earth Fissure. It is comfortable."
Mo Lan was just about to take out the fireball spell model from his pocket and copy it, but on a sudden thought, his mental power was directly attached to the second side of the cartridge.
As soon as I thought about it, my mental energy tried to integrate into the lines above.
What excites Mo Lan is that the mental power can be easily integrated into it, and the lines on it begin to change with Mo Lan's thoughts.
Mo Lan felt it for a while, and without any further delay, he started to draw directly.
After a while, the most memorable fireball technique was carved out by Mo Lan and directly formed on the second side of the ink cartridge.
"It's true. The cartridge only has the function of replicating the spell model in the extraordinary core, but it doesn't have to be an extraordinary core. It can also be done with only the spell model."
This is the first new discovery.
The second new discovery was that after the ink cartridge was upgraded to the second level, the computing power provided by the ink cartridge became more powerful.
If you compare an ink cartridge to a computer, the gap between now and before is like the gap between first-generation computers and second-generation computers.
And Mo Lan was surprised to find that he seemed to be able to enable dual-thread operation through the ink cartridge.
Standing on the side of the road, Mo Lan drew circles with one hand and squares with the other, having a great time.
But it didn't take long for Mo Lan to stop with a headache.
"No, the cartridge is strong enough, but my mental power can't carry it at all.
My current mental strength simply cannot bear the real double-threading. At most, I can draw a circle with one hand and a square with one hand, and I won't be able to hold on for long.
It seems that we still need to seize the time to upgrade and increase our mental strength."
Mo Lan muttered to himself after going through a series of experiments.
After his condition recovered, Mo Lan subconsciously attached his mental power to the ink cartridge, and attached it to the first and second sides at the same time.
However, at this moment, the ink cartridge started spinning on its own, and as the speed increased, the two spell models gradually floated up.
"Spell model fusion?"
Mo Lan felt the information on the ink cartridge and exclaimed.
In mid-air, the two spell models approached each other, influenced each other, and finally bonded together. Some spell nodes disappeared, while others appeared, waiting for the new spell model to be formed.
Pong!
With a crisp sound, the brand new spell model collapsed and shattered, and the spell models belonging to Earth Splitting and Fireball on the first and second sides of the cartridge appeared again.
"The fusion failed because the level gap between the two spell models is too big?"
Mo Lan slowly felt the information on the ink cartridge. Just as he was about to change the Earth Splitting Technique to the Wind Blade Technique, he felt dizzy, and then he realized what he was doing.
"It turns out that fusion consumes mental energy. Hey, I was drained of energy all of a sudden. I'm a little dizzy."
Mo Lan felt dizzy and staggered when walking. He had no choice but to walk to the roadside, sit under a tree, close his eyes and rest.
And when I closed my eyes and meditated, I started thinking in my mind.
"Fusion? Is this a new function of the ink cartridge? What spell will be produced by the fusion of fireball and ground cracking?"
"It seems that the level gap between Fireball and Earth Splitting is too big to be fused. So, can Wind Blade, which has a dozen or dozens of spell nodes, be fused with Fireball?
What spells will appear if they are fused?"
Mo Lan closed his eyes and thought, but at this moment, the sound of carriages gradually came closer and closer on the side of the road. After a while, Mo Lan heard a voice.
"Master, there is a fainted passerby in front of you. He doesn't look like a warrior. He shouldn't be the one who cast the spell in front of you."
