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Volume 2 Scholomance Academy Chapter 34 For Sexual Happiness in the Second Half of Life

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    "This pottery plate also has some minor problems, but compared to the previous ones, it is much better. The interference it caused to casting spells is minimal. I think basically in the short term, it will be impossible to make anything better than this one.  A better magic circle pottery plate." With these words, Kathaway made the thirty-seventh corpse servant crafted by Luo Wei into a magic circle pottery plate, and tested it with the Ansula tribe's unique bloodline ability.  .  "Compared to the previous ones, this time Kesaway's evaluation is already quite high.  But Rowe¡¯s reaction was not to grin or anything else, but to force-feed a ball of undead soul fire prepared in advance to Kathaway without saying a word.  In order to assimilate this dead soul fire, Kethaway had to "meditate cross-legged" for nearly half an hour.  "It's just another poor man's soul fragment." After finally opening his eyes again, the first words Kethaway said were this.  Luo Wei curled his lips subtly to show the normal reaction he should have after hearing the same words spoken by Kesaway for the 36th time - each time after swallowing the soul fire of the dead, Kesaway said after being able to speak again.  The first sentence must be this.  It's like, in Kethaway's heart, all the guys who have become undead are pitiful. It's enough to hear this kind of thing once or twice, but if it happens thirty-six times in a row, it will be difficult for anyone else.  Isn't that the one who curls his lips?  For the sake of his close relationship with Kethaway, Luo Wei's slight curling of the lips was already considered a favor. Of course With Luo Wei's current stiff zombie face, trying to make an exaggerated curling of the lips was no more difficult than letting him  Release the little one who is coming from the fourth-ring mage.  Speaking of which, in order to allow himself to use his muscles more flexibly, Luo Wei has been quite diligent during this time.  Although he didn't dare to go back to the former Essence Sun Stone Mine, after Luo Wei left Erin Fisher, who could have direct spiritual contact with him, to serve as a surveillance sentry at the mountain sentry tower, Luo Wei commanded the others.  All the undead servants targeted the small festering crypts and launched a large-scale sweep to exterminate the corpses.  Basically, the number of zombies and skeletons who were deprived of soul fire by Luo Wei from morning to night every day, and then had their souls forcibly assimilated by him, was no less than three figures.  Strange to say, after seven days of such a large-scale sweep, Luo Wei was stunned that he had never encountered a special bite again.  The only special bite came from the soul of Avery House, the boss of the Iron Horse gang in Candia, a mountain city, which he had stored in the Saneril secret gold ring for more than a month.  Counting it all together, Avery House is also the first gold-level soul fire that Rowe has swallowed so far.  And in the soul fire of Avery House, Rowe saw a young man who practiced hard in order to gain the recognition of the knight's father.  This young man was undoubtedly Avery House. He might have become an upright knight, but just as he was working persistently toward this goal, his father, who had a tall image in his mind,  He fell, killed by his best friend's sword.  "Be kind to the weak? Fight against rape? Ha, only the stupidest idiots will believe in these boring things! But that's good, at least the life of an idiot like you can bring me an income of a thousand gold gardens."  In Avery House's core memory, these words spoken by the friend who killed him are the most profoundly remembered.  ¡°You don¡¯t even need to guess, you can know that it must be these words that made Avery House, who was originally going to be an upright knight like his father, eventually become a gangster who rules the entire underground power of Candia.  This reminded Luo Wei of the old saying - hateful people must be pitiful.  But no matter what, now Avery House has returned to his ashes as a gangster leader who has pitiable feelings but unforgivable crimes. ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out of the "legacy" of Yaveri House who worshiped the dust and returned to the earth, Rowe's power increased by leaps and bounds, directly crossing to the bronze level.  "If you add the Jade Arms, Lion's Teeth and Lion Rain Meteor Sword Skills, even if you don't use spells to fight, Luo Wei already has the strength to fight with most Silver level sword holders.  Of course, unless it is absolutely necessary, Luo Wei will never fight anyone in close combat, even if he is a zombie with fatal wounds all over his body and only his head left.  Now Luo Wei firmly refuses to admit that he is a magical magic swordsman. He humbly believes that he is just a pure spell caster. As for swordsmanshipah, it is just a dance skill used to relax his muscles and bones.  "As the saying goes, who can avoid getting stabbed in the rivers and lakes, so how about preparing some unknown trump cards early?"  ? ?Luo Wei didn't have time to think about this problem before, but since he came to the Festering Crypt of Sumenasas, he didn't need sleep at all during the long nights, so he had too much time to think about these things.  It is precisely because of the same reason that Luo Wei can do the above two things while continuously firing the corpse servants to make the pottery plates of the magic circle.  After continuously making a bunch of failed products, Luo Wei finally upgraded his magic circle drawing skills to the level of "can make magic", and finally produced the first product that, under Kethaway's quality inspection, reached the usable level.  37 magic circle pottery panels.  Of course, the one who has the same skills upgrade as Rowe is Lambert Camacho, the dog-headed spearman who has been grinding for seven days in a row.  Under the guidance of Aeroline Fisher, the ghost chanter who exploited Musfaran, the doghead Lambert Camacho mastered how to grind and sift earth powder so that the resulting earth powder would contain as little metal as possible  way of impurities.  In Luo Wei's view, Erin Fisher's method is not too difficult, because the core steps are nothing more than magnet adsorption and water elutriation and precipitation. In addition to the other steps, then  Basically it's just manual work with little technical content.  Although after several days of hard physical work, the dog-headed spearman Lambert Camacho lost a lot of weight than Huanghua, but the harvest was quite satisfactory to him. Another hundred gold coins became his  net income.  It¡¯s great to be able to be friends with rich people!  To this day, in the heart of Lambert Camacho, Rowe's lich is not very kind, but generous enough and keeps his word. He is a rich man who spends money like water.  Lambert Camacho even thought that if he could hang out with Rowe for a month, he could go back to his hometown in glory and marry the sister next door whom he had dreamed of for many years.  Since he was very young, Lambert Camacho has had a soft spot for the big sister next door. Even the most important motivation for him to go out and work as a mercenary is actually for the big sister next door.  Lambert Camacho has always looked down upon the little girls younger than him. He feels that only the mature and gentle sister next door best meets his requirements for a good woman and a good wife.  As for the age gap, what¡¯s the big deal if it¡¯s less than twenty years old?  But after all these years of working out, although he has experienced a lot of dangerous things, Lambert Camacho has never been able to save much money. If he hadn't met Rowe, a tycoon who spends money like water, Lambert-  Camacho's total assets are only a mere thirty pieces of gold.  Because there is no money, Lambert Camacho can only be a spearman with the least technical content and the worst equipment.  Because he is a spearman, Lambert Camacho cannot make any money.  This cycle of bad luck has always surrounded Lambert Camacho. Even if he believed in the goddess of luck, he could not make any changes in his life.  "Ah, thank you, Lady Luck, for sending Lord Kel'Thuzad to me at my most difficult moment!" Because of the success of the thirty-seventh pottery tablet, I received a generous gift of fifty from the rich man Rowe.  After a few gold coins, Lambert Camacho, whose belt was getting wider but whose wallet was getting fuller, once again silently prayed to the great goddess of luck in his heart.  ¡°Tell him the grinding work is over.¡± He rewarded Lambert Camacho generously and wrote this on his notepad, asking Kethaway to help translate it.  "Mr. Lambert Camacho, Kel'Thuzad asked me to tell you that from now on you will no longer be forced to do this dirty job. You are a very responsible and enthusiastic person.  , so we would like to express our gratitude and gratitude for the diligent and serious work over the past few days,¡± Kethaway said.  "Ah? No need to grind earth powder?" The dog-headed spearman who was still silently praying to the goddess of luck suddenly fell into great fear and uneasiness after hearing this. Why doesn't he need to grind earth powder?  Why is it suddenly no longer needed?  If I don¡¯t need to grind soil powder, doesn¡¯t it mean that my existence is meaningless?  Doesn¡¯t it mean that I can no longer easily get rewards in gold coins from the wealthy lich in front of me?  !  This, this, how is this possible!  I haven¡¯t earned enough money to go back to my hometown and marry the eldest sister next door!  Lambert Camacho felt that he was like the unlucky guy who had just opened the door to heaven, but before he had a chance to see the beautiful scenery in heaven, he stepped directly into the air and fell into the abyss of misery.  No, even ifeven if the blood of kobolds flows in my veins, this time I will never be like before.Come and accept it, I want to express my pursuit of a better life!  And the most important thing is that Kel'Thuzad, the respectable lich, is not as evil and unreasonable as the lichs in the legend. He can even be described as benevolent.  "Dear Lord Kel'Thuzad, can I, what other services can I provide you?" So, the dog-headed spearman who summoned up his courage asked weakly.  "Huh?" Luo Wei was quite surprised. Although he knew the existence of mental illness such as Stockholm Syndrome, he really didn't expect that the Stockholm Syndrome of the dog-headed spearman Langote Camacho was so serious.  "Dear Lord Kel'Thuzad, I swear that I am serious, and I am really not useless at all. I know that you are staying here to wait patiently for those magicians to come back, and I can help!  Really! You know, half of my blood comes from the kobold race, so as long as there is a favorable wind, I can smell the scent of any familiar person coming from places outside my field of vision! " Say, have the courage!  Languet Camacho, who was trying to find a second job from Rowe, used his brain completely in order to get a new job, desperately trying to find a job based on his own conditions.  Opportunities to get jobs.  So Langote-Camacho succeeded, because his above words really succeeded in impressing Rowe.  "Kathaway, help me ask him carefully to make sure he really has a sense of smell as sensitive as a beagle." Because he was interested enough, Rowe wrote in his notebook, if Langet  - Camacho's nose is really as sensitive as a hound, then Rowe will really give this dog-headed gunman a new job.  The sentry ruins located on a small hill are located in the direction of the wind due to their location. People outside want to enter the festering crypt area of ??Sumenasas without the smell of their bodies drifting over.  That's not possible.  However, before Kathaway could help Rowe start asking questions, the voice of Erin Fisher, who was stationed by Rowe at the ruins of the sentry, rang in Rowe's mind - "My master, what are you doing?"  The guys who were waiting seemed to have finally arrived, and I sawtwo sentries coming to explore the road." (To be continued.)
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