Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 304 Squidward Brother's Readme
Mind flayers are some of the most vile and dangerous strange creatures in the Underdark.

On countless worlds, they are the scourge of sentient beings, psionic tyrants, slavers, and interdimensional voyagers, sinister masters of death who often harvest entire races for their own twisted purposes.

For eons past, mind flayers have controlled vast empires that span many worlds.They conquered and twisted entire races of human slaves, but since the fall of their empire, mind flayers have come to the Material Plane and live collectively in the Underdark.

Among the original inhabitants of the Underdark, they are also called: spirit suckers.

But in their small group of visitors from other worlds, because their head looks like an octopus with four tentacles, they are nicknamed: Brother Squidward.

However, in this relaxing underground bar, the mind flayer player hiding in the corner prefers to be called: Vel'Koz.

Yes, his name is Vel'Koz.

The reason why he chose the race of mind flayers was not because of how powerful their racial characteristics were, nor was it because of their perverted psychic talents.

The real reason is that as a single man, his curiosity is at work. He wants to know how this kind of androgynous mind flayer race who doesn't need to find a girlfriend produces a lot of things that can be stored in the main brain pool. Little tadpoles swimming around.

Through living in the mind flayer community, he was disappointed to know that this parthenogenetic race can lay eggs twice in a lifetime, and these eggs, which are wrapped in sticky oocysts, can reach thousands of eggs at a time.

However, there is a benefit to knowing this.

He doesn't know which one will come first, tomorrow or the accident. For Vickers, life is always so unpredictable, it always rises little by little, and then begins to fall...

However, the only good thing is that before the accident happened, he actually bought himself a life-long accident insurance under the carpet-like flickering of his friends, which means that his parents' future life can be regarded as a guarantee.

What makes him even more fortunate is that he is not married yet, otherwise his lover could take his large compensation to form a new relationship, and then let others spend his compensation, sleep with his lover, and beat his own children.

Just thinking about it is very infuriating. As a single dog, Vel'Koz is once again thankful that he couldn't find it... What a wise choice it was to disdain to find a girlfriend.

Otherwise, even if he is in another world, he will often feel the green prairie on his head.

Vel'Koz's four octopus tentacles kept trembling, and he turned his head slightly to watch the fight near the door coming to an end.

One is a half-elf from the surface, and the other is a drow from the city of Rezim. They also have a nice nickname: Sharis the mad dog.

In short, no matter which of these two guys who like to play tricks succeeds, it makes him very unhappy.

Because the drow mad dog broke two glass goblets before leaving, and his duty here was to be a laborer responsible for cleaning up debris.

That's right, it's the beating workers. Even though he is in another world, he still can't get rid of the shackles of beating workers.

He needs to use the "restoration technique" to restore the broken wine glass perfectly, and he needs to use the "cleaning technique" to clean the ground for the wine stains spilled on the ground.

These are all spells that actually consume one's spiritual energy.

For them octopus.....yuck!For mind flayers, the supernatural power of a spiritual essence is far more nutritious than eating the flesh of a creature.

Therefore, a healthy mind flayer only needs to consume one brain per month to meet its nutritional needs, because these brain tissues can provide them with the enzymes, hormones and spiritual energy necessary for survival.

And these energies are the main source of their spiritual energy recovery and enhancement, especially those creatures with higher intelligence level (intelligence attribute), the supplement is more obvious.So there are always a lot of mind flayers that like to eat many brains in a month.

Likewise, if they go without food for more than a month, they become weak from malnutrition and eventually starve to death within four months.

But here comes the problem again, he doesn't like to suck brains, even though the brains of intelligent creatures smell very delicious to him, and he has the urge to secrete a large amount of hormones, but for some reason, he just feels disgusted out of instinct.

He also tried to add fungi like scallions and seasonings to his brain, making it as delicious as tofu mixed with shallots.

However, they still couldn't overcome this instinctive resentment. On the contrary, the two leaders of the ethnic group who liked to pinch each other enjoyed it a lot.

In the end, in a struggle of life and death, he tasted the brain of the first living thing.

Although the taste is indeed as delicious as the people of the clan said, he still tastes like chewing wax, and there seems to be another voice in his heart that has been saying disgusting words to him.

Just when he was having a headache and didn't know how to live in the future, in the biological brain he tasted, he accidentally obtained the inaugural knowledge from the wizard profession.

Mind flayers have a weird head, but their brains are very developed. They are naturally suitable for part-time wizards, so he became a wizard as expected.

And in his research, he also successfully mastered how to use arcane arts to replenish spiritual energy and assist in cultivation, so that he would not have to taste things that disgusted him very much in the future.

However, the good times didn't last long, and individuals like him who studied arcane arts were regarded as alien by the mind flayers and alienated until they were exiled.

Then he successfully became an exiled mind flayer, and gained his exciting freedom.

Vel'Koz has even planned a future direction for himself, he wants to become a mind flayer arcanist.

It's a pity that the reality is really skinny, life... well, it always falls off when it starts a bit...

Wandering alone in the Underdark, he was hunted down by a group of gray dwarves from the Steel Shadow clan.

Although he couldn't beat this group of grumpy gray dwarves who looked like dead parents when they saw him, he didn't panic at all, because he could use spells to summon mounts, and these short-legged people couldn't catch up with him.

So, he accidentally came to Lighthouse Town, and was successfully targeted by the strong gray dwarf opposite the tavern.

Moreover, as the level of his mind flayer gradually increased, his wizard level began to fail to keep up, and the consequences of the inability of the arcane to suppress the spiritual power appeared again.

Now he can only watch his level of mind flayer slowly drop, but there is nothing he can do about it, because the knowledge of wizards he acquired at the beginning has also been faulted... woo woo woo.

He just sits here every day relying on the cleaners to make ends meet. As for the desire for the brain, he can only rely on alcohol to numb himself.

However, the accident happened again, the effect of alcohol was gradually decreasing, and the desire for the brain was slowly increasing again.

Vel'Koz really didn't know what to do, even if he summoned up his courage and wanted to supplement nutrition by sucking brains, he didn't dare to sneak out alone.

Because the strong gray dwarf from the Steel Shadow clan was staring at him from the opposite side, and there was only one passage leading to the outside of the town.

Once, he asked the bar hostess for help.

However, not only the other people in the bar despised him, even this quasi-legendary warlock also thought he was too disgusting to look at him, so he didn't bother to pay attention to him, and only gave him a job as a cleaner to make a living, leaving him to fend for himself .

The desperate Vel'Koz didn't know how to go on in the future, he could only use his little spiritual power to slowly restore the broken wine glass and clean up the stains on the ground.

The soul of migrant workers is the spirit of migrant workers. It is not that work needs me, but that I need work. I work, and I am... happy.

Vel'Koz, who was sitting in the corner, was shaking the octopus tentacles to restore the wine glass, while muttering to himself inwardly.

Alas, the psionic energy was consumed a little more, the damn drow mad dog deserved to be taught to be a man by that half-elf.Vickers cursed inwardly.

However, that half-elf was not a good thing either, it almost blinded my eyes, and made me subconsciously activate a protective power, and my psychic energy was consumed again.

Vel'Koz rubbed his bloated dead fish eyes with his tentacles, and cursed again.

Then he put all four octopus tentacles into the oversized wine glass, and sucked the cheap ale from the glass like four straws.

In just a moment, the ale in the extra-large wine glass was completely sucked.

It's over!Even alcohol can't paralyze me. It is said that wine glasses drown more people than the sea, so why didn't they drown me?
Vel'Koz leaned back in his chair, staring blankly at the ceiling with a pair of bloated, dead fish eyes.

Life is always getting worse little by little, Vel'Koz sighed emotionally with his hagfish-like mouth dripping greasy mucus.

Suddenly, he heard slight footsteps approaching, and he glanced subconsciously in a state of trance.

It's that half-elf again, is he going to find those people to play mahjong together?A question flashed in Vel'Koz's heart.

Immediately afterwards, he found that the half-elf walked towards him without even looking at the people playing mahjong.

I go!What is he looking for me for?
The mind flayer race doesn't seem to have any blood feud with the half-elves.Vel'Koz turned his dead fish eyes around and really couldn't figure out why, so he simply didn't think about it so much.

After all, murder and arson are not allowed in this lighthouse town, not to mention that this is the underground bar of the owner of the town.

Thinking of this, Vel'Koz immediately relaxed, and continued to stare blankly at the ceiling lamenting life.

"This friend seems to be very preoccupied." Suddenly, the half-elf who came over pulled out a chair and sat opposite him, looking at him calmly: "Get to know me, I am a half-elf ranger from the surface. kindness."

As soon as the words fell, the ranger directly lifted the hood covering his head, revealing slightly messy long black hair and a calm face.

Sure enough, people from the surface look more handsome. Looking at this calm face, Velkoz suddenly had this sour thought in his heart.

Even though the half-elf in front of him looked very simple and simple in his attire, he still noticed his lean but robust body through the other's movements.

And although the saber hanging around his waist looks unpretentious, it can be seen from the degree of wear and tear of the rope wrapped around the hilt that there is definitely a sharp blade hidden inside.

The other party just sat quietly in front of him, but for him who was proficient in spiritual power, he felt an inexplicable palpitation.

In other words, the half-elf in front of him is definitely not just a melee professional, it is very likely that he has also mastered other special energies. Could it be the qi energy of the monk?
The qi and psionic energy of monks have many things in common. First of all, they don't need to use the magic net to control them, and then the trainers use long-term and rigorous training to maintain the correct state of mind.

If the monk's qi is mainly to strengthen the body, then the mind flayer's psychic power is mainly to train the soul, so he sensed an inexplicable feeling of palpitation and familiarity in the opponent.

Then Vel'Koz sat up straight, a pair of bloated dead fish eyes stared at the half-elf in front of him, and the four tentacles on his head began to squirm without a trace.

Although he didn't quite know what the half-elf's purpose was looking for him, but he didn't care, because he was a mind flayer, and "detecting thoughts" was as simple as eating and drinking for him.

As long as he moves his mind, the half-elf's thoughts at this time will be clearly displayed in his mind.

"Don't you know, it's a very disgusting thing to use "Detect Thoughts" on people when you meet, and it often happens that you are beaten and scolded, and even your life is lost. "

Thorn's eyes turned slightly cold, but his tone seemed very calm.

You dare?
Vel'Koz really wanted to say something back, but after thinking about it, he forgot it, because his psionic fluctuations could feel that the half-elf seemed harmless.

So his slightly wriggling tentacles immediately became limp and drooped down, and he said with a little embarrassment: "My name is Vel'Koz, what can this friend do for me?"

"It's nothing important, I'm just interested in your race." Thorne crossed his legs, leaned his body on the back of the chair, and said with a half-smile: "Besides, you seem to be in trouble, yes ?"

"You can just remove the 'looks like'." Vel'Koz stared at the half-elf with pale fish eyes and muttered.

"Extend your hand." Thorne smiled, leaned back in the chair and pondered for a while, put one hand on the table, and said.

"What are you going to do?" Vel'Koz looked startled, controlled a tentacle to wipe the mucus from the corner of his mouth, and asked vigilantly.

"I can try to help you get rid of this pain temporarily." Thorne didn't care about the wary eyes the other party looked at him.

This is a mind flayer player who looks very interesting, and Thorne thinks he can try to win him over.

"Really?" Vel'Koz looked at the other's confident expression, stretched out his trembling hand, and placed it in the middle of the table.

Then he felt the half-elf ranger grab his hand directly, and then a burst of icy energy began to pour into his whole body, causing him to shudder violently, the desire for the brain was really real was cut down a bit.

It took a while.

Vel'Koz immediately felt that although the pain of will confrontation was not completely eliminated, it was directly suppressed, and it would definitely not happen in a short time.

That way he would have time to recover all the spent psionic energy before the attack.

"How about it, do you feel better?" Thorn withdrew his right hand and looked at Brother Squid opposite him.

"Indeed, it's much better." Vel'Koz swung his arm, moved his four tentacles, and said a little excitedly with a pair of bloated dead fish eyes staring at Thorn.

He worked hard as a worker and lived in a down-and-out situation, and finally got a little ups and downs.

"I am from Waterfall Town on the surface, and I have some knowledge about Arcanists here. If you are interested, you can consider it." Thorne smiled lightly and stated his purpose.

It turned out to be the inheritance of the Arcanist, Velkoz looked startled, and was about to agree, but was suddenly interrupted by the hand of the half-elf in front of him.

So he looked at the other party worriedly, did the other party change his attention temporarily?This ups and downs life just started to fall again?
"Don't be so anxious to give me an answer, because I will stay here for a while, so you can take this time to think carefully, after all, there is no free lunch in the world."

Thorn put a holy emblem engraved with five-star paw prints, representing the God of Tracking, in his palm, and showed it to Brother Squidward: "You should know the imprint of this holy emblem, it can represent my identity, I won't say much else."

After finishing speaking, he directly left Vel'Koz, who was about to nod his head, and got up to leave.

Because he heard the melodious bell from the door, and saw a pregnant priestess of Rose, accompanied by a tauren and an insect that looked like a praying mantis, step into the bar.

(End of this chapter)