Chapter 242: Reviving traditions

Chapter 241 – Reclaiming Tradition
In the conference room.

The cabinet banged a few times, and Catch the Goat opened it with a light hand and pulled out something rather familiar.

A long chat box, a signal transmitter with a long leafy head.

This time, there was also an additional one that Catching Sheep hadn’t seen before. ……

A rectangular monocle that snaps over the ears with silver brackets.

At this point Heine enters.

Catching Sheep immediately typed to show his innocence.

“Next up, we’re going to add the necessary skills we need to interact with the world ……”

“Not bad, all that introduction.”

Heine smiled, “It seems the summoning spells have been upgraded to have less of an effect on you. How’s his mood?”

While the two were talking, Rhubarb bound the three plug-ins.

Catch the Goat: “Holy shit, stop it, you special effect!”

Big Yellow: “Look at your problem, haven’t I seen you guys run before without eating pork? Mr. Xia even calls me teacher, so don’t worry.”

Rhubarb: “Are you sure that’s the real Mr. Xia? How can he not get into a fight with someone with his personality?”

–Maybe it was this flaw that caused the other party to be unable to morph. There’s even the possibility of an improved morphing school in this one ……

Catch the Goat: “There hasn’t been a fight, and the sub-equipment can be much more harmonious than before.”

Rhubarb: “No problem, I just love to enjoy the results straight away.”

There’s nothing objectionable about this rhubarb.

Catch the Goat: “No really, there are two other buddies who have more personality than Mr. Xia, you’ll meet them later.”

Then he activated his ‘Insight Glasses’ .
In his field of vision, Yuanling was quantifying all lifeforms that he could see.

After getting a reply, he also thought of the Beast Spirit first.

“Yes, maybe it’s because of the spell upgrade, he’s more stable and adaptable than we are, he even remembers things I haven’t yet recalled.”

Not to mention the fact that this matter happened to be within his comfort zone.

Rhubarb looked dumbfounded.

Rhubarb: “You’re good, is it hard for you guys to act like this all the time?”

Catching sheep had to stop.

Heine shook her head, “This is the Insight Technique, the strength of your perception is not appropriate.”

Heine suppressed his excitement.

In addition, learning the universal language was also one of the required courses.

…

Heine could not help but begin to think about what regiment …… this group of people used to be and why they had dispersed.

Insight glasses are not given for nothing, and Big Yellow is going to the three colonies to pick the right manpower for tactical training, and the sword is pointing at the Blight Trace.

He was instantly clear about what this thing was doing.

Catch the Goat: “Alright, alright, I’ll remember that from you.”

Sheep Catching was still trying to think of an excuse to speed up Rhubarb’s “growth”.

Big yellow: “Wicked, this you all did not break up the group …… that he does have a little something.”

“I want it too.”

Hearing him say that, also have an idea.

Catching Sheep: “That said, command training is fine with you, right? It’s a bunch of aboriginals.”

As long as he wasn’t allowed to get on the field and do it, none of this was a problem.

Catch the Sheep: “It’s been a lot more strenuous to act out in the past than this, you’re kind of enjoying the fruits of our openings.”

But he didn’t forget to explain the next task with the other party.

Looking at the rasping flame special effects, Catching Sheep couldn’t help but say to Heine:

“There’s no rush on this one.”

But when swept over Catching Goat and Heine, both were met with resistance from the two.

As the skill activated, two burning silver soul flames spilled out of Rhubarb’s eyes.

Rhubarb: “How do you come up to penetrate other people’s clothes ah …… This is not a rogue.”

…

Big Yellow: “Are you okay? How do I feel his words better than me? I used to give you the equipment is not so. Have you guys ever had a problem because of the equipment?”

Before starting the serious introduction, Heine inquired about the other party’s “skills”.

Although the specific details could be told to the other party by Catch the Goat, Heine still planned to explain it in person.

The Riworld was now thriving, and everyone was trying to find ways to utilize this brand new world.

When Saberia and Dylan were done with their own bursts of inspiration, he would go back and study the subject with them.

Heine felt like his time was already crowded with to-do lists.

The impact of this spell upgrade far exceeded his estimation.

But it was foreseeable that the next thing to come would be the transformation of the Makara Mountains.

……

……

At the same time, the southeastern part of the Zanla Plateau. It bordered the mountains to the south, and the terrain was treacherous.

As Simon had originally spat, it was a given that the Dwarves had countless clans whose culture was tied to the eagle.

In such a complex terrain, merely going over the mountains without embracing the sky would make communication much less efficient.

That’s why giant eagles and griffons were once the companions that dwarves relied on for survival.

— until the Lion King trade brought magic nets and airships.

Ancient traditions fell into disrepute, and “holy beasts” like Eli were forgotten.

The Dwarves grew lost in a golden dream of gold and bronze.

Then, the Void Catastrophe woke them from their dreams.

The airships could not recognize the hidden rifts in the air.

If they were lucky, they would have part of their hull sliced off by the rift, and then lose their balance and crash into the mountain boulder.

The unlucky ones would be swallowed by the rift in one gulp, releasing strange beasts with pieces of the deck on them one after another over the next few days.

As a result, griffins and giant eagles, which were unusually sensitive to danger, were re-valued.

Totemists who could sense the tearing of the earth and the roar of the winds and thus avoid danger were revived.

Among these, archaeologists, led by Ian Hoddle, became the meat and potatoes.

…

Late at night, Gullivern Hill.

In a makeshift camp outside a certain ruins excavation site, an odd-looking white totem pole stood in the center of the camp.

Miserable white light was released from it, wrapping most of the tents in it.

This was the most in-demand field necessity in the southern mountainous region today: the Soul Vigilance Totem.

The principle was said to be similar to the Soul Lift Lamp, but with less consumption of rechargeable stones.

As for why ……

Don’t ask, ask is that dwarven totemism is much older than mage magical technology.

“It’s this miserable white light again, for the umpteenth time, there really is something wrong with their energizer stones.”

In the darkness, the dark purple text was almost unreadable.

“Fourth one.”

A voice rang in Mr. Xia’s ears.

The other party came too close, and the pleasant voice seemed to carry hot air, causing the body of the social terrorist who spoke to the furniture to tremble slightly.

The five senses simulated by this perception were just too real ……

“You stay away from me next time you speak.”

Daelin raised her pretty eyebrows and crossed her arms, “You’re a sick bonehead, aren’t you? When you’re far away, you say you can’t hear, when you’re close, you say you’re stabbing…what was it?”

“Stabbing and scratching.”

Darlene: “Yeah, it’s that weird word. Eh eh eh don’t you go away!”

Mr. Natsu had already entered the dive and touched it.

Although Daelin was able to follow him, the two weren’t bound, so as long as Mr. Xia went into the dive, she couldn’t see what the other party was typing.

These days, Teacher Xia had already gotten acquainted with Daelin.

Although his intention was to run towards the mechanism, pondering whether this girl could be somewhat practical.

But Daelin was clearly more interested in him.

Especially his sneaking skills.

So he was surprised to find out that the special life form that inhabited this dagger of his was actually a chatterbox ……

This experience is really ……

worse than death.

After all, as a true social terrorist, he chose the lurker who could sneak around just to circumvent socialization.

At least avoid face-to-face socialization.

Because of the overly realistic game environments and character modeling in AGE, it’s no longer purely an “online game”.

I just did not expect that after crossing over and becoming a skeleton, I couldn’t jump out of the arms entanglement ……

He turned his depression into combat power.

As if a cold wind, in the flickering light of the fire through the various snoring tents.

A steady stream of experience was sent across thousands of miles to the mountains of Makara, turning into a warm current that woke up Heine who was sleeping.

Soon the silent death appeared in the ornate tent where the last living person was.

There is only one person here, and Mr. Summer instantly cuts off three of the other man’s ringed fingers and lays his dagger on his neck.

Cold touch and pain came in no particular order, and the dwarf leader’s scream was jerked back by a toilet plunger.

The plunger is not used here for any particular purpose.

It is just that the brothers have always found it more insulting to use a plunger on a person’s face.

“Say, what are you camping here for?”

Daelin inquired in Dwarven, appearing out of nowhere.

(End of chapter)