"Mo Lan, I have given away all my shares, please don't cheat me."
Mo Lan smiled when he heard this.
"Let me tell you this, it's not that they can't learn my skill, but it takes a lot of time to hone it slowly. But if someone really learns it during the training period.
Shares? Just have fun secretly, so that one person can completely take charge of his own role and help you lead the mage team."
Zou Peng and the others were a little surprised when they heard this.
"So strong?"
"Do you think it's difficult to modify the spell like me? Just modify the fireball spell to resist the ring of fire."
"It's difficult. Isn't this all about creating spells?"
Mo Lan shook his head.
"No, I'm not at the level of creating spells yet, this is just modifying and improving spells.
Forget it, let me explain to you how I did it just now, and add some common sense to avoid embarrassment when I go out."
The three of them curled their lips, but still leaned forward to listen.
"The fixed stone wall technique is to raise a stone wall three meters wide, three meters high and thirty centimeters thick.
But why does it look like this stone table? No matter the length, width or height, it doesn’t match.”
"The reason is very simple. At the moment of casting the spell, I input the data of the set height, thickness, angle of each corner, length of each side, and every feature of the desk into the spell model.
These are the parameters, which are the details I'm talking about.
Just like the more sides a circle has, the rounder it becomes. There is no upper limit to the parameters. The more input and the more specific it is, the richer the details will be and the more refined the effect will be."
"Do you know the difficulty now?"
"How many parameters did you just calculate?"
"Emmmm, not many, maybe forty-seven, it's not that difficult. I can instantly complete the three-dimensional modeling of the desired shape in my mind, and then just insert the data.
If you give me a little preparation time, or if the shape that needs to be presented is very familiar to me, I can do it better and more delicately."
"Awesome, I feel like you already have the strongest brain."
When Mo Lan heard this, he just tapped his temple with his finger. The three of them looked at each other without saying anything and nodded silently.
intelligence!
"Oh, by the way, this is just the difficulty, not the value, otherwise Zou Peng would still feel that he has lost money."
"No, no, how is that possible?"
"It would be weird if he didn't. Let me tell you this, if he can do this in a short period of time, then he is only one step away from improving the spell.
And basically all the thresholds have been passed. It only takes a period of time to accumulate, and when the knowledge is enough, you can improve the spells.
This kind of person is no longer what I jokingly call a magician, but a magician who truly possesses the ability to create, is very powerful, and can stand alone, no... Master!"
Mo Lan smiled at Zou Peng.
"If such a person appears, he can completely support your team of magicians and continuously develop spells, or customize spells suitable for certain situations.
I don’t think I need to say more about the role and value of this, right?”
Zou Peng didn't say anything. He turned around and shouted to the students who were looking left and right.
"One more thing, as long as you complete the conditions just now, you will be rewarded with a cash prize of 10,000 yuan. There is no limit to the number of people!"
Boss, just give me the money and that's it.
"Huh! Instructor, we have to start class!"
After a burst of cheers, everyone said in unison.
"It's almost getting dark today. Let's prepare dinner and go to bed early after eating.
Start on time at six o'clock tomorrow morning and gather in this lecture theater."
After speaking, Mo Lan looked at the bare steps.
"I won't prepare a table for you. Once you learn how to do it, you can make it yourself.
The exquisiteness of the table is your report card every day."
After Mo Lan finished speaking, he saw Zou Peng was about to leave and quickly stopped him.
"Zou Peng, you can get someone to arrange the logistics and then come down. I have something else to do."
After Mo Lan finished speaking, he walked up the passage on the first floor and came to the entrance of the passage.
"Stonewall!"
The thick stone wall slowly rose from below, completely sealing this passage from the sky.
But it was originally dark inside and the oil lamp had been lit long ago, so it didn't bother me.
Then Mo Lan opened several vents above the passage, on the left and on the right, for ventilation. However, the ventilation on the first floor was good and the effect was good.
However, the lecture theater on the next floor is a little difficult to ventilate, and the atmosphere is depressing. If there are too many people, it will be difficult to breathe.
Mo Lan added a few wind skills in the passage and then walked into the lecture theater. At this time, Ding Jin, Zhang Haobo, and Zou Peng were already waiting for him.
"What do you want us to do?"
"That's it. Do you still have experience? Have you committed suicide?"
"Not yet. It's about to be upgraded. I'm planning to commit suicide. Is something wrong?"
"Nothing, just lend me your life for an experiment."
Mo Lan said with a smile.
"What experiment?"
"An experiment on how to resurrect players after they die."
"Isn't it just resurrection on the spot? How else can I be resurrected?"
The three of them looked at him strangely.
"But what if the player is buried alive?"
Mo Lan's words gave the three of them some bad associations, and their bodies shuddered, but instead they became interested.
"Come on then."
Before Zhang Haobo finished speaking, he felt his feet go empty. The ground below disappeared, and a square hole appeared. Just as he was about to hold the edge of the hole with his hands, Mo Lan kicked him down.
"Go down, you."
Zhang Haobo's eyes widened and he fell helplessly into the hole. The next moment, a swamp spell fell, and the mud swallowed Zhang Haobo completely and disappeared.
The group message bar was jumping like crazy.
"Damn, Mo Lan, you are so cruel, I committed suicide!"
Zhang Haobo is dead!
Zhang Haobo is resurrected!
In a flash of white light, Zhang Haobo appeared directly above the place of death.
Mo Lan was a little disappointed when he saw this, but he also breathed a sigh of relief.
"It turns out that if you are buried alive, your resurrection will be refreshed in a place where you can move."
The two of them breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this. Just when they thought they were about to escape, they suddenly heard Mo Lan say again.
"But what if you die in a closed space?"
The two men's eyes suddenly widened, they jumped up on their knees and ran away to both sides, not daring to stay where they were.
"I suspect you are deliberately seeking revenge!"
Mo Lan smiled.
"How is it possible? It's all for an experiment. Am I the kind of person who holds a grudge and takes revenge?"
Before they finished speaking, the two of them discovered that a hole was rapidly expanding at the point where they landed.
"And do you think jumping will be useful? If you don't know how to double jump, don't jump around. It's very dangerous."
Mo Lan laughed and used the Stone Wall Technique again and again, trying to make the hole under their feet as wide and deep as possible.
For Mo Lan, whose pastime is digging holes, this couldn't be easier. Even two holes are not technically difficult.
"But come one by one, why two together!"
"This is the last experiment, let's do it together, lest you compete with each other for the opportunity to do the experiment and your brother Yan Qiang turns against you."
"No, Mo Lan, we are already brothers Yan..."
The hole was closed to silence the sound, and the lecture theater suddenly became quiet.
Mo Lan buttoned his ears.
"Did they say anything?"
The two people in the cave shouted, but unfortunately there was no response.
"You are cruel enough, I will die for you right now."
As soon as the words fell, the two died and then came back to life.
But when he was resurrected again, he was still in the vertical hole, and his position did not change at all.
The vertical hole is narrow, stuffy, depressing, even...horrifying!
ps: I secretly smashed the broken bowl next to me, took away the recommended monthly ticket, and then pretended that nothing happened and sat at the door of the police station, whistling.
