Douluo: random item drop

The conditions for the formation of artifacts are extremely harsh. At least in Zhengyang's view, if you really want to turn the forging hammer into an artifact, you can only alloy it. What does that mean?

Just like reforging metal, forging this hammer, and the newly fused metal must be perfectly accepted by it, and such acceptance requires nine times, just like a soul master obtains nine soul rings.

Nourishing the forging hammer is also equivalent to soul meditation. Zhengyang feels the energy of the surrounding world. This kind of purity is indeed much richer than that of Notting City, and the degree of purity is also very different. He can quickly Absorb it, and then convert it into the soul power you accept.

"The City of Angels is not as simple as imagined."

Many times, the night has darkened for three thirds, and the hazy moonlight casts a bright white color, making the dormitory where Zhengyang is located look cool and cool.

'click~~'

The door was suddenly pushed open, followed by the rustling sound of undressing, followed by the sound of water flowing into a wooden basin, as if the owner of the house had returned home in the evening.

Zhengyang sat cross-legged on the bed, his ears moved, and he opened his eyes slightly. He was surprised to see that the moon had come out, and he was surprised that time flew by so fast.

'Pitter patter...'

The sound of running water came from the independent bathroom. Zhengyang looked for the sound and saw a bright white area. There were also some clothes at the door, in men's styles.

"My roommate? He really likes to be clean." Zhengyang also guessed that the other person had just come back and took a shower without disturbing him. He seemed to be a clean guy.

Soul power was injected into the soul guide on the wall, and the room became brighter. Zhengyang packed the bed, then sat on the chair in the middle, picked up a book and started reading.

"How to become the first Douluo?"

"How to Become a Douluo", Zhengyang immediately became interested when he saw the title of the book. This kind of book is interesting.

Flipping through it with relish, Zhengyang saw a lot of notes on it, some detailed and some scattered. The key is that those were more or less stubborn.

For example: The teacher organized a class competition. My soul power is level 300. At this age, it is definitely rare. I didn’t pay too much attention to this event. I just thought that if the second soul ring could reach nearly a thousand years That's fine, after all, my first soul ring only has a lifespan of [-] years.

After Zhengyang read this paragraph, he felt that there was nothing wrong with it. The protagonist in the book was only 12 years old, and he was indeed the person with the highest soul power in his school. The second soul ring also hoped to be a century-old to a thousand-year-old, very ordinary but a little arrogant. young man.

But the owner of this book wrote a lot densely below.

'You are 12 years old and your soul power is only level 12. Are you very proud?At the age of 25, the soul power should be at least level [-]. The competition between classes is always unknown. The protagonist should not underestimate the enemy like this. The requirement for the second soul ring is too low. It should be at least a thousand-year soul ring! '

Zhengyang stopped reading the subsequent comments, simply because most of them were complaining about what was bad about the protagonist in the book and how weak he was.

But in these comments of varying lengths, a picture of a snowflake is always added at the end, and the word "snow" is written at the end.

"What a strange comment, this roommate shouldn't be boring." Zhengyang thought silently in his heart.

It is not surprising to find entertaining novels in Douluo Continent. In fact, it is precisely because of the soul power that there are more interesting things. Zhengyang is not interested in those, so he does not pay too much attention. This time, it is just Nothing to do.

One page. Two pages. Three pages.

Zhengyang didn't read much of the content in the book, but he read the comments with great interest. Until the sound of water in the bathroom suddenly stopped, a slender arm like a tender lotus root stretched out from the door, and skillfully took away a piece of white cloth. Something, and then the door was closed tightly.

"Bath towel?" Zhengyang murmured.

That thing is too thin. Can it be used as a bath towel to dry yourself?

After a few more minutes, he stretched out his arm and took away a pair of extremely short pants.

The color was the color of white clouds. Zhengyang suddenly felt that the pants looked pretty good, but then he quickly shook his head to get this absurd thought out of his mind.

'It gives me goosebumps, I'm actually interested in men's underwear? '

After waiting for a few more minutes, Zhengyang, in order to leave a good impression, looked a little tired with his handsome poss. He rubbed his sore eyes and opened them again. A blond and blue-eyed loli stood in front of him.

The white satin was tied in front of her chest, and there were still water drops clinging tenaciously to her smooth, white belly. But when she couldn't hold on, she turned around and fell on the white cloud-colored pants, soaking a little and dyeing them darker. Once you look down, you can clearly see the thighs, which are still a little crimson. This is obviously because the pants are too short. Next, you can see the exposed feet, with a pair of cute slippers on them.

Nai Yiyi was a little dumbfounded. Why was there a boy in her dormitory?He's pretty good-looking, but why is he here?Many questions turned into an expression of 'I need to explain'.

Zhengyang saw her deeply frowned brows and instantly understood the meaning of that expression. He coughed twice and began to introduce himself.

"Ahem, hello. My name is Zhengyang. I am a new student. The dormitory is assigned here. It seems that we are roommates." Zhengyang said it calmly, as if he was explaining this matter.

However, I was secretly sighing in my heart: Wuhun Academy!Cowhide, mixed sex, didn't call me earlier.

Out of politeness, Nai Yiyi said politely: "Nai Yiyi."

Zhengyang nodded, it was a cute name, but then he discovered that Nai Yiyi had put on a piece of loose casual clothes, and then moved to open the door.

"What?" Zhengyang asked subconsciously.

"Get out." Nai Yiyi said, her tone was the same as Zhengyang's before, with the same calmness and the same explanation of the facts.

Now Zhengyang was dumbfounded. This roommate didn't seem to welcome his mute. What should he do?

"But, this is the dormitory I was assigned to. Why?"

"I know, so get out."

Nai Yiyi's appearance was so lovable, her deep and lovely eyes made people want to protect her at a glance. Her slender arms pointed at the door, which was slightly half-open, and a cool breeze blew in through the gap.

Naturally, Zhengyang couldn't just walk out and sat firmly on the chair, holding the book "How to Become a Douluo" in his hand.

Nai Yiyi's eyes narrowed, and she was first surprised when she saw the book in Zhengyang's hand, and then became angry.

"lay down!"

"Not out."