Spirit system: My evolution depends entirely on character

After a while, the secret machine disappeared and was completely absorbed by the fossilized pterosaur.

It was the first time for Yaobai to witness the elves learning with the secret machine, but the learning process was over before he could think too much about it.

According to his judgment, the esoteric machine should store relevant information about the sharp stone attack skills, and it can be directly transmitted into the elf's brain.

Otherwise, it is hard to imagine how it can teach an elf a skill it has never touched before in such a short period of time.

Yaobai is not interested in knowing the detailed process and principles. Presumably, this is also an untold secret of the Elven Alliance, so it's no wonder that the price of this thing is so expensive.

Sharp stone attacks are quite common. Skills such as protection and substitutes are almost priceless, and there is no way to buy them.

Fortunately, Yaobai's fossil pterosaur took advantage of Sirona's sharp-toothed land shark, and picked up a lot of skills for nothing, and skills like protection are life-saving skills.

"How do you feel about the fossilized pterosaur?" Yao Bai asked about his elf partner.

"Gah--"

This is also the first time a fossil pterosaur has this feeling. It seems to have learned a skill but it needs repeated practice to master it perfectly.

"This has saved a lot of time and energy, otherwise you will not know that it will be the year of the monkey when you realize it yourself."

The effect of the secret machine is very powerful, and it only needs to be used by the fossil pterosaur many times in the future to consolidate it, saving Yaobai a lot of trouble.

"Go back to the ball first, I believe it won't take long for you to play."

"Gah???" The fossil pterosaur tilted its huge head, half understanding what its master said.

Yaobai didn't give it an answer, or he himself was waiting for the answer to come to him.

......

"I've been waiting for two beauties for a long time."

"Come on! Is everything going well?"

"It went well, what is lacking now is the actual combat drill."

"Then let's continue quickly, Mr. Yaobai, the night is already very deep."

Now it is past midnight, and the temperature in the mansion is gradually dropping, which makes Yami feel very uncomfortable.

"I have a room I want to go to."

Yaobai said nonchalantly.

"? Which room do you want to go to see Yaobai-kun?"

"Is there any premonition, Yaobai?"

Sirona wondered if it was Yaobai's waveguide power that predicted something was going to happen.

"Yes. My waveguide power has a premonition that there are terrible things in this mansion."

Now that the matter has come to this point, Yaobai is not going to hide it anymore.

"The power of waveguide? Yaobai-kun, are you the hero of waveguide?!"

Yami is also a native of Sinnoh, so he is naturally very aware of the legend about Bird.

"Do you think he behaves like a brave man, Yami?" Sirona sneered mercilessly.

"..." Yami was silent.

"You'd better say something, Miss Yami, I always feel sadder if you don't talk."

The originally depressing atmosphere suddenly disappeared, and smiles appeared on people's faces.

"Mr. Yaobai, there is no need to keep everything in your heart, we will face it together with you."

Yami held his hand tightly, giving him a little courage.

"What Yami said is right. You guys always pretend to be advanced, which makes me very angry."

"This is your prejudice, Miss..." Yao Bai's heart completely settled down, and he was glad that he didn't come here alone.

"Hurry up and lead the way, idiot Yaobai, it's hard to pay off the grudge that took our time."

"Sirona..." Ya Mi pulled her sleeve, reminding her not to always talk like this.

"Come with me."

Yaobai didn't notice these small movements, he rehearsed possible emergencies countless times in his mind, and had no time to deal with the others for the time being.

......

"This is it, the room guided by the power of waveguide is this room." Yao Bai stood in front of a door, his heart beating uncontrollably.

"Yaobai-jun, relax."

Yami took out her handkerchief to wipe the fine sweat on his forehead, and Sirona, who had intended to do so, withdrew her hand when she saw this.

"I'm fine, I'm not trying to be brave." The more he said this, the more the two girls could feel the fear in his heart.

"No matter what happens, we will face it together."

Sirona smiled brightly and confidently, not only infecting Yaobai but also Yami beside her.

"yes......"

He stopped worrying and pushed the door of the room open.

bang.

In the room, there is nothing.

More precisely, it was a room that hadn't been visited in a long time.

"what happened?!"

Yaobai looked around in puzzlement, and the doubts in his heart increased rather than diminished.

"Why did you do this, Mr. Yaobai?"

"Could it be that your feeling is wrong?"

The power of waveguide can be said to be very sensitive to the existence of malice and hostility, and there are very few times when mistakes are made.

"......impossible……"

squeak---

Just as he was talking, the door of the next room was suddenly opened.

"Are you guys looking for me?"

A middle-aged man with round glasses leaned on the door frame and stared at the three of them.

"..."

"..."

"..."

The three of them first looked at the person closest to them, and then looked at the "uninvited" man together.

"Has Mister lived here all this time?" Yaobai was the first to strike up a conversation with him.

"That's right, but I'm just here to borrow."

The man glanced at a few people with disinterest. He thought that there would be more interesting experimental subjects, but he didn't expect it to be just three little kids.

"You live here alone, don't you feel lonely?" Yami asked intimately.

"lonely?"

He walked out of the room slowly but quickly closed the door, for fear of being seen by these children.

"How could it be? I hate dealing with humans the most."

Only then did Yaobai see clearly the appearance of the person coming.

Slightly stooped, bloated, slightly thinning lavender hair, visually estimated to be between forty and fifty.

"You've killed people, haven't you?"

Yaobai subconsciously protected the two girls behind him, while quietly placing his other hand on the poke ball.

"Oh? Boy, it's wrong to wrong someone."

The man was joking, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Yaobai could clearly feel that a lot of resentment that could not be dissipated lingered on the man, which was the negative emotion that only those who died unnaturally would have.

"You spread the legend of Forest Mansion?"

"Boy, you are really rude when you talk, but I'm not interested in caring about this old man..."

The middle-aged man took off his glasses in a daze, wiped them with his clothes, and then put them back on.

"The legend of this mansion has never stopped since it was built. I just heard the rumor about it, old man, so I thought of living here and hoping not to be disturbed by outsiders. It's a pity that things backfired..." Speaking of this, The man sighed lightly.

These simple words brought Yaobai and the others a bone-chilling chill.