Journey to the Half-Elf Plane

Loki understands that the current optimization of these quantum biological computers is the optimization of the brain and nerves.

It will not directly improve physical abilities, and it may not have immediate results, but it can be seen as an improvement in potential.

Loki attaches great importance to this potential strength and believes that after continuous optimization, some aspects of him will deviate from the scope of normal people.

But these alone were not enough. In the deep consciousness space, he also called up the image video extracted from the Capoeira information beam. The essence of the fighting movements was broken down frame by frame in the image.

On the other side, Loki's consciousness also decomposed some weapon movements for intermediate dagger specialization. He tried to use some of the advantages of the former movements to improve and optimize his intermediate dagger specialization.

But this idea was somewhat unsuccessful. The two fighting styles and movements are quite different. They can only learn from each other in some dodges or alternative attacks, but overall, the improvement is minimal.

Capoeira (Brazilian war dance) 61%, intermediate dagger specialization 48.6%, the former increased the perfection by 2%, while the weapon dagger specialization only increased the perfection by 0.6%, which is not ideal.

As for the talent skill: fatal round kick (definitely knocks down)?

While Loki was still thinking about it, a warning wave came from his sonic hearing. He quickly regained consciousness and opened his eyes in the room.

There was first a strange sound of footsteps outside the room, and then there were several sounds of objects falling to the ground, as if something outside had knocked over the kettle and cups on the table.

Loki drew his sidearm and quickly cocked his crossbow. He didn't know what was outside, but it was always right to be cautious.

But the footsteps stopped strangely, as if they had never sounded before, and the calmness returned to the next door.

Loki hugged the strung crossbow and fell asleep again at some point.

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The night passed and it was early morning the next day.

When Loki opened the door, the hunter was no longer in the cabin.

It looked like Rupert had gone hunting. Loki looked at the arrangement of furniture next to the cabin and saw that it had been cleaned up by the hunter.

There was still most of the smoked and roasted pig meat in the closet, and he was not polite at all. After placing the food on the table, he also got some hunter's rum in the cup, replenishing his bioenergy while waiting for the hunter's rum. return.

Loki hadn't been so leisurely in a long time, and the whole morning passed so slowly. Hunter Rupert hadn't come back yet, and he didn't plan to wait any longer. He packed his weapons and luggage, closed the door of the cabin and left. .

Following the hunter's instructions yesterday, Loki walked towards the town of Silence. Rupert described the beautiful, quiet and peaceful half-elf town. As a half-elf, he couldn't help but be curious.

Going around this sloping mountain, passing through a tall but sparse forest, we saw a clear stream several meters wide. After crossing this not-deep stream, we found a beautiful village road.

Among the trees on both sides of the path are wild flowers of various colors, with beautiful butterflies and nimble bees walking among them.

From time to time, the pleasant chirping of birds and small animals can be heard in the trees. This picture-scroll-like scenery is full of vitality and peace.

Loki's footsteps slowed down unconsciously, and he walked slowly for a while. Finally, at the end of the path, he saw the shadow of Silent Town in the distance.

small town streets

Neat and clean, there are several staggered and straight roads lined with large and small wooden houses and buildings. These houses are all built with strong logs, and their style is very similar to that of hunters' houses.

What surprised Loki most was that the residents of Silent Town, the male residents without hats, all had the obvious characteristics of half-elves with pointed ears. As for some reserved ladies wearing top hats or scarves, they must also be half-elf. Elf race.

He tried his best to walk along the street as unnoticed as possible, but there were still some unfamiliar faces who took the initiative to say hello to him. Most of them just said hello in a friendly way and did not inquire about the unfamiliar faces. After all, not everyone was as enthusiastic and enthusiastic as the Hunter Chief. direct.

"Hey, you... the outsider, the guy with the hat."

A male half-elf with a wrinkled face in front of him suddenly shouted, and then ran to Loki without any explanation and began to say hello enthusiastically.

"I read that right, you must be an outsider. Hello, I am Mandel Angel Bird, the owner of the only hotel in the town."

Loki frowned secretly. As the hotel owner with the strange surname shouted, some residents of the surrounding towns were also attracted.

"Unexpectedly, it turned out to be an outsider. He seemed to be a half-elf boy."

"Poor old Mandel, business is bleak, and finally a stranger is coming to his hotel."

A half-elf child who was watching asked strangely: "An outsider? What is an outsider? I have never heard of this term..."

An older child next to him knocked him on the back of the head and said, "You are really stupid. Outsiders are just... just outsiders. You still have to explain so clearly what you are doing. You are really stupid."

The owner of the Annunciation Bird was a little unhappy and loudly rebuked the onlookers, "Don't watch, don't even look at it. Especially you naughty boys, go home quickly."

The onlookers dispersed quickly. Mandel politely led the way and said to the half-elf boy: "Hello, young sir, I haven't asked how to call you yet."

"Loki!"

The boss of Annunciation Bird said a little strangely: "Loki? Strange, don't you have a last name?"

Loki adjusted the dog-legged knife on his waist and replied impatiently: "Is there any problem?"

"No, I'm sorry to ask, but there are not many half-elves without surnames. Yes, Mr. Loki, go this way. You see, this is my Annunciation Bird Hotel. You will definitely feel at home."

This is a three-story, broad building built of solid logs. Judging from the distribution of the walls on all four sides, every room in the hotel has a breathable wooden window.

Most of them are unoccupied rooms.

The wooden windows are all open for ventilation, and white gauze curtains are fluttering outwards in the wind. It can be seen that the entire hotel is clean and tidy.

Hanging on the door is a signboard of the hotel called 'Herald Bird House'. It turns out that one of the words 'Herald Bird' has been misspelled to become Herald Bird, and there is also a somewhat clumsy and simple picture of a red Herald Bird drawn next to it.

Loki glanced at it casually. The sign was really poorly painted. No wonder there weren't any travelers taking care of his business.

The price of accommodation was much cheaper than he expected, only five coppers a night, and as long as the room was vacant, he could choose to live in it.

After a simple process, Loki chose the most secluded third floor, a clean and tidy room with windows facing the sun.