NPC's Poverty Story

Chapter 144 Eight Years
An Mio didn't need to worry about the safety of Erica and Elstina, so she didn't go to the territory of the Blood Dance Mercenary Group, but took Ellie back to the residence directly.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Elstina and Erica to come back together.

"You turned to the enemy?" Elstina yelled as soon as she entered the door, but when she saw Ai Lei again, she was shocked and said, "You still have to help someone take care of their children!"

An Mio: "..."

Erica, on the other hand, supported Mio unconditionally as always, but she was obviously very dissatisfied with the matter of "bringing a child", which meant that someone might share food with her again, after all, Elstina often robbed her of food. food.

Ai Lei was a little overwhelmed listening to the words of these people, her eyes swept over their faces, a little dazed and puzzled.

Seeing this, Mio asked Erika to take Elek to her room.

Although Elektra is 12 years old, she is about the same height as Erica, and even thinner than Elektra. When Elektra naturally reached out and took her hand and left, Ellie was a little absent-minded.

After the two left, Mio simply told Elstina what happened to her. Elstina was someone she could trust, so Erica needless to say.

She couldn't tell Ai Lei about this for the time being, even though she felt that Ai Lei had already guessed something.

"Then can't we rub the spaceship of the Blood Dance Mercenary Corps now?"

Elstina was pleasantly surprised, she didn't doubt An Mio's words after hearing this, but she had already jumped her mind to the spaceship.

"...I think that's okay too."

An Mio was stunned for a moment, it seemed that Elstina had a deep obsession with spaceships.

However, she still agrees with Elstina's proposal. Now that things have developed like this, what's the problem with borrowing the spaceship?
Maybe that Janason was waiting for them to do this, after all, helping Mio Anko was equivalent to getting closer to Brest.

And now An Mio really needs to go to the hunting area again. The other materials for the tactical armor she is going to build have already been purchased, and now there is a white ghost spider silk, which is used to connect various parts of the armor. important fiber material.

This material comes from a high-level alien beast, the white ghost spider in the misty forest in the hunting area. The number of white ghost spiders is rare, it is difficult to hunt, and the white ghost spider silk has few uses, so it is difficult to buy in the market.

In fact, many materials are like this. This is to limit players. To make equipment, some materials must be obtained by themselves. If all materials can be bought in the market, then as long as krypton gold is invincible.

"What are you going to do with that child?" Elstina asked after thinking about it.

"I leave it to you!" An Mio replied.

"...You want me to teach her?" Elstina quickly understood what An Mio meant.

"You should know elemental magic, right?" An Mio remembered that Elstina mentioned that she used to be a magician, but she had lost the ability to use magic after becoming a worm nest.

"Of course, I was also considered a genius magical girl back then. She traveled the sea of ​​stars and fought invincible hands in the galaxy, known as Usuflar No. 1." Elstina bragged immediately when she mentioned this.

"Come on, when you told me last time, you said that you entered the void when you were 13 years old." Mio quickly interrupted her, and she even began to doubt whether Elstina knew magic.

"Hey, did I say that last time? You must have misremembered!" Elstina said seriously.

"..."

But now Mio can only choose to trust Elstina.

After making the decision, Elstina immediately went to look for Allie, this guy would become very active as long as it was something she decided to do.

An Mio returned to her room, she was going to advance her Necromancer profession.

After devouring Brest's soul, she gained 50 professional experience, and the experience spent from level one to level ten was less than one-fifth. After all, the first ten levels required very little experience.

The remaining experience can only be upgraded after she advances to a junior necromancer, because it is professional experience, and she can't use it to improve her level.

The professional advancement of a magician does not require advanced knowledge like a mechanic, but needs to build one's own magic core.

The so-called magic core is the cornerstone of releasing magic. Except for the skills that can be mastered by a few trainee mages, the release of other advanced magic requires the support of the magic core.

Now Mio, who is an apprentice necromancer, has acquired many skills from Brest, but there are not many skills she can use now.

However, if this matter was put in the past, she might have needed to collect the required magic materials by herself, but now she doesn't have to be so troublesome. There are plenty of magic materials in Brest, and most of them are related to necromancy.

An Mio lay on the bed and closed her eyes, the flames in Brest's eyes lit up again in the gloomy castle, but at this time it was An Mio who dominated the body.

An Mio sat up from the chair, this is the place where she received the mercenaries as Brest.

With Brest's memory, An Mio was familiar with this place as if it was her own home. She left the reception room and opened a secret compartment, and entered the place where Brest stored magic materials.

This is the basement of the castle, which is colder than the ground. There are rows of special shelves in the basement. In order to prevent the magic materials from losing their spirituality, these shelves are equipped with magic barriers.

An Mio was about to leave immediately after finding the magic materials she needed. There was really no desire for anyone to stay in this gloomy basement.

But as soon as she turned around, she was stunned. Someone was standing at the door of the basement at some point, but she didn't notice it at all.

"Archbishop of Brest, be safe and sound!"

The person at the door leaned forward and smiled. It was a young man in his early twenties, wearing a white uniform, which was out of place in this dark basement.

An Mio quickly concealed her surprise. This man obviously knew Brest, but she searched Brest's memory but couldn't find any information about this man.

"I said don't bother me!" An Mio stared at the young man with those will-o'-the-wisp eyes. She didn't know the young man's identity, so she could only fool him in this way.

"I have no intention of disturbing the archbishop's research, but in another six months, the eight-year period is coming, I just came to remind the archbishop not to forget." The man was not surprised by Brest's attitude.

"Eight years? I understand, you can go now!" An Mio pretended to be contemplative, and then waved to the man.

"Archbishop, you don't seem to be in a good condition?" The man didn't leave in a hurry, but looked at Brest anyway.

An Mio's heart sank suddenly, did this guy find that Brest was abnormal?
"Are all the descendants of the Necromancer sect as rude as you?" An Mio said in a deep voice.

Although Brest's memory was incomplete, An Mio didn't think that the part of the man in front of him would be lost in these memories, so this man was probably a new member who joined after Brest left the Necromancer.

At this moment, Mio released Brest's powerful magic power, and the strong undead breath turned into black mist and rushed towards the man, and the temperature dropped to freezing point at this moment.

Seeing this, the man finally panicked. At this moment, he really felt that death was approaching, but the aura actually locked him, making him unable to escape.

The man is now regretting in his heart, why should he die if he has nothing to do?

The main reason was that Brest had been away from the Necromancer Sect for too long, which made these newcomers feel that the legends about him in the sect were a bit exaggerated, so some people had the idea of ​​dying.

The man was in cold sweat for a moment, but the black mist dissipated in front of him, and then he heard Brest's hoarse and cold voice:
"Go away! Don't test my bottom line!"

Hearing the words, the man dared not stay any longer, turned around and fled out of the basement like flying.

An Miao also left the basement soon after. If it was the real Brest, that man would have stayed in the basement forever.

It's not that An Mio doesn't want to kill people, it's just that she was just bluffing just now. Although she can control Brest's body, she can't exert Brest's original strength, so she can only pretend.

After walking out of the basement, the man didn't know where he went. An Mio returned to the laboratory and put a bunch of magic materials on the table, thinking about what the man said just now.

What exactly is the eight-year period?
There is no information about this in the memory of Brest that Mio got.

Brest came to White Feather Star five years ago. Obviously, this eight-year period was not decided when Brest left, but this memory seems to be deliberately hidden.

An Mio didn't rush to build the core of magic, but went to look for the notes left by Brest. If she didn't figure out the eight-year period, An Mio always felt uneasy.

Magicians like Brest, whether it is experimental notes or other important information, like to write on paper with a pen, instead of using modern high-tech technology to store it on the universe network. They think it is not safe, and it is indeed the case .

In a cabinet, An Mio found five notebooks left by Brest, four of which were recorded after he came to White Feather Star. An Mio directly focused on the oldest notebook.

Starting from the first page is Brest's perception of necromancer when he was young. This may be a precious resource for other necromancers, but it is of no use to An Mio and the players. It takes so much trouble.

Although An Mio wasn't interested, she didn't dare to turn too fast, for she was afraid of missing something.She can't read this thing directly like a skill book, so she can only search slowly.

When Mio turned over the notes almost halfway through, she finally saw what she wanted, which was a diary-like narrative.

(End of this chapter)