"My personality is very strange?" Liang Lidong subconsciously touched his face: "I think it's normal."

As Liang Lidong said, people with his personality are very ordinary in the game, most players are like this, or in other words, most people in the Celestial Empire have the same personality. This is a continental personality cultivated by a large environment, and it is formed by the influence of the Information Age, which is more in line with the national conditions of the Celestial Empire. However, in this world, people with such personality appear to stand out and are very unique.

"But that's good." Joan of Arc chuckled twice in a girl's voice: "At least I don't have to worry that you will be too Virgin, implicating others, nor do I worry that you will sacrifice those of us poor little things once you have enough benefits."

Joan of Arc's worries make sense. Players rarely give up their magic pets, because any benefit can be obtained in front of the player, but it only takes some time and skills. Even if they die, the player's spellcaster will put the magic pets in the space backpack before they die. However, NPC spellcasters are different. Liang Lidong has seen many NPC spellcasters sell their magic pets to other people, or players. He has also seen NPC players actively abandon their magic pets in order to survive and sacrifice their magic pets in exchange for a chance to survive.

For example, the demon pet sacrifice.

NPCs only have one life, and Liang Lidong has no blamed position and qualifications for the latter approach. However, Liang Lidong looked down on the NPC who voluntarily gave up and sacrificed his magic pet for some benefit. No matter how good the NPC has a task, he will not take it, nor do he want to deal with the other party, which feels embarrassing.

However, when it comes to magic pets, Babala, as a level 5 caster, does not have a contract magic pet. This is a bit strange. Moreover, according to what she said, it seems that a contract magic pet has become a very special skill. If her words are true, then there must be many subtle differences between this world and the game world.

Liang Lidong will sooner or later find out what happened, but the most important thing now is to entrust Carl's entrusting to you first. Open the space backpack and take out the black box. Liang Lidong is about to start copying the "Space Anchor" scroll. Joan of Arc jumped from his shoulder to the bed, rolled up a corner of the blanket, and went to bed.

There were a lot of materials in the box, enough to make the scroll seven times. Liang Lidong leaned on the chair for a while, and then began to do it with great energy.

‘Space anchor’ is a level three magic, and it starts with thirty-eight basic nodes... Liang Lidong spent about half an hour and finally recorded the first one... Generally speaking, the third-level magic scroll requires at least the character level to reach level ten to have a high success rate. Liang Lidong can succeed in one go, and the expertise of ‘Making Scroll’ plays a big role.

However, the second scroll failed, and the third one failed.

Liang Lidong was not discouraged, and even had no mood swings. He made scrolls in a row, and was most taboo to be surprised and happy, and he was unstable. He used up all the materials, seven parts, five successes, and two failures. Looking at the five scrolls on the table, Liang Lidong smiled with satisfaction. These scrolls not only represent money, but also represent more important people's experience. At this time, it was already dark. Joan of Arc woke up from the bed. It muttered: "I starved to death. If the master finishes his work, just make some things to eat."

"Okay, I won't starve you to death." Liang Lidong made a hodgepodge with the ingredients left in the morning.

Because of the talent of the character "culinary science", the food produced by Liang Lidong is quite delicious. Joan of Arc eats it so much that it is a natural creature a few days ago. Most of the food of humans will be delicious, let alone the dinner produced by Liang Lidong.

Halfway through the dinner, Kyle came over, his expression was a little strange.

Liang Lidong pointed to the chowder on the table: "Have you eaten? Do you want to come some?"

Seeing the dishes on the table and smelling the aroma of the dishes again, Kyle's originally strange expression immediately became soothing. He nodded vigorously, sat down and ate some food, and then slowly said: "Teacher, in the afternoon, Babala invited me to her birthday party. She called me, but didn't call my grandfather. This was a bit strange!"

"This is not surprising!" Liang Lidong shook his eyebrows, a little funny.

"Why?" Kyle was a little confused, so: "Grandpa is the head of our Reed family. She has no reason to invite me, not grandpa, which is inconsistent with etiquette. Also, it seems that the teacher has not received the invitation either. I am just an ordinary rural boy, why do I only invite me, not you?"

Liang Lixiao was very happy: "Don't worry, I believe your grandfather will have invitations, and I will most likely have them too. However, our invitations will be formal and should be sent to you within two or three days."

"The teacher means, I'm just a big shot?" Kyle felt a little unresolved: "Although I don't have any skills and no reputation or connections, I can't just invite me verbally."

"On the contrary, you are the most important person. In fact, those of us who may be officially invited are mostly dispensable in the eyes of Miss Babala." Liang Lidong smiled and patted Kyle on the shoulder: "Young man, you still have a lot to learn. Don't always dream of your mercenary. Sometimes you try to understand other people's ideas more often. Maybe you have a lot of prospects in this regard than being a mercenary."

Kyle's expression was a little unhappy: "Teacher, underestimate me!"

"No, I actually admire you very much." Liang Lidong remembered something and asked, "I heard that you saved a little girl when you were eight years old and beat human traffickers away?"

"It seems like this is happening!" Kyle recalled for a long time before saying, "How did the teacher know about this?"

Liang Lidong was a little surprised: "How did you really get rid of human traffickers when you were eight years old?"

"I remember that the trafficker was a dark adult at that time... When I saw him stealing a little girl, I chased him and scolded him, and then kicked him..." Kyle also had an inexplicable expression: "I was only eight years at that time. It was the first time I went to Winter City. Logically, I shouldn't be able to beat an adult, but for some reason, that adult was kicked down by me, rolling around on the ground and screaming in pain, maybe he kicked him in the wound. I took the opportunity to pull the girl and ran away. This is what happened. To put it bluntly, it's luck, nothing great."

Liang Lidong thought something, he felt that things were not that simple: "Then do you still remember what that girl looks like?"

"How could I remember that she was crying so hard that her face was covered with snot and tears, and she couldn't see clearly." Kyle thought for a while and said, "But I remember that the girl seemed to be dressed well. She should be the daughter of a wealthy family... Teacher, what are you asking about these things?"

"Ask casually." Liang Lidong shrugged. He didn't want to reveal too much to Kyle. The ignorant relationship between boys and girls was so beautiful that he didn't want to insert it into a light bulb.

"Teacher, you seem to know something!" Although Kyle doesn't know much about girls' minds, his intuition is quite strong.

Liang Lidong laughed: "Okay, don't worry, it's a good thing. The teacher promised you that if I received the invitation, we will go to the banquet together, but then you have to wear formal clothes, and you should have the noble dresses left by the time you have stayed at home."

"Yes!" Kyle nodded: "Does the teacher need a dress? There are a few good sets in the storage room at home!"

Liang Lidong waved his hand: "No, for us spell casters, an enchanting outfit is the best dress. We can show off our hands on any occasion and do not have to abide by ordinary etiquette and regulations."

Kyle was envious of him. He also wanted to wear comfortable clothes to attend various dinners, but no! He was not a spellcaster, and even the descendants of the nobles were almost gone. He heard his grandfather say some time ago that if the Reed family did not make any contribution, no higher nobles would be willing to "guarantee" them. In another three years, the Reed family would be officially abolished the title of the lowest honorary noble now.

Kyle doesn't care whether he is a noble or not, but he is worried that his grandfather will not be able to stand such a blow, and the latter values ​​family honor the most.

After getting the answer from Liang Lidong, Kyle felt much more at ease. Although the answer was ambiguous, he believed that Liang Lidong would not harm him. After staying here for a while, he said goodbye to the teacher and went home to rest and sleep.

Liang Lidong continued to make magic scrolls, and soon used up all the alchemy items he bought. He failed once and succeeded eight times. It was soon midnight, and the system gave the characters he obtained on time: 19.

Not only did it break the single digits, but it almost reached 20. If you can gain such experience every day, it will not only be able to easily break through to the second level, but it is not a dream to reach LV5 within half a year.

The next day, it rained heavily!

Text teaching was forced to stop. Liang Lidong stayed in the thatched room, laying on the bed, listening to the sound of rain outside, sighing repeatedly. If he could not carry out the teaching tasks, he would have less experience today, and because the alchemy items were used up, he could not use the manufacturing scroll to obtain the experience of the characters, which means... today it was a waste.

Joan of Arc shrank in the blanket and looked at him, puzzled: "Although I can't teach the little guys anymore, it's good to be idle occasionally, why are you so depressed?"

"If you can't do things, you can't gain experience in characters and you can't become stronger." Liang Lidong felt a little depressed. His eyes swept over Joan of Arc, and then he was stunned. After a while, he said, "Joan of Arc, I remember... your feathers should be mainly white."

"Of course!" Joan of Arc said proudly: "The white feathers are the most beautiful and the most noble."

"But the feathers you grow now seem to be golden!" Liang Lidong pointed at it.

Joan of Arc looked down at his body, then shouted "ah": "What's going on? Why did I become like this?"

After two nights, Joan of Arc finally grew some feather stubble, no longer as bare as two days ago, but strangely, the color of the feathers changed completely. Although only a little bit emerged from under the skin, they were all bright golden hair tips, the same color as Liang Lidong's hair.

Zhen Xue Clog fussed for a while, then suddenly said, "Hey, it seems that this kind of golden color is also very beautiful." It raised its head and looked at Liang Lidong's hair, then looked at the feathers on its body: "Why is my new feather the same color as your hair? After becoming a demon pet, will the appearance characteristics of the demon pet become like the master?"
Chapter completed!