Congratulations, You've Become an NPC

The darkness is deep,

The space is very confined.

In such an environment, all sounds are amplified.

Originally, the noise of the transport plane should have been able to cover up most of the noise.

However, thanks to the rapid development of imperial technology, all large tools have been silenced.

It really means that important officials can feel at ease and the people can feel at ease.

The rumbling sound that used to be heard early in the morning has been completely ended in this era.

This is a good thing, but for Arno, it is not entirely so.

Under the current situation, all his sounds will be greatly amplified, which will inevitably hinder his movements.

It's okay to stand here on this transport plane, but it's really a dream to get close to the control room.

Logically speaking, it would not take much time and cost to also silence the ground.

However, the people in the third group did not do this. Instead, they covered a large area of ​​​​metal plates.

This has no meaning other than making the sound appear louder in quiet situations.

"Unless their purpose itself is to make the sound appear noisy."

This inference is not unreasonable.

When the sound is louder, it is easier for people in the monitoring room to detect the movement.

This is a clever way to defend against foreign enemies.

However, it only applies in this quiet situation.

Moreover, although this can defend against foreign enemies, one's own ears will also be damaged, which means killing three thousand enemies and damaging one hundred.

Whether it's a good deal or not is another matter, but for Arnold now, it just caused a little trouble.

"But just a little bit."

Arnold spread his hands towards the transport plane.

If you use Yanmo's skills, you can get over it in no time.

However, Arno is now equipped with a soldier's skin, and obviously cannot use Yanmo's skills.

So now if you want to get close to the control room, you can only use some other methods.

This method is very simple.

Arno looked coldly at the steel plate on the ground.

He casually took out a scroll from his pocket and threw it out.

when,

The moment the scroll touched the steel plate, it opened on its own.

It seemed like an endless stream of water rushed out from inside, sweeping away all the dust on the entire steel plate.

Miraculously, even though such a huge flow of water did not break out of the boundaries of the steel plate, not a single drop leaked into the hole below the transport aircraft.

At the same time, it cleverly avoids the spot where Arno himself stood.

"I feel a little distressed."

Arno's eyes flashed with a hint of physical pain.

His scroll now uses one less scroll.

"However, you still have to use it."

Muttering in his mouth, Arno once again took out a scroll.

This scroll is different from the one just now, and different from all the previous scrolls.

This scroll is white.

"Freezing magic is hard to find in the capital."

Arno stroked the scroll with pity and immediately threw it onto the water.

As soon as it touched, the reaction started before the scroll even unfolded.

Originally, the flow of water that was constantly flowing began to slow down at this moment.

Gradually, even the flow began to stop.

Above the water flow, the ice-blue veins slowly became clear.

clatter,

The white scroll lock was loosened and unfolded.

An extremely severe cold immediately swept through the surroundings.

Even Arno, the owner of the scroll, had a layer of cold frost on his skin.

Invisible cold air is much harder to control than tangible water flow.

Arno has never learned magic, so control is even more difficult.

"Ha~"

After exhaling a thin breath of mist, Arno looked at the water that was beginning to freeze, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

In this case, there won't be much noise when walking over.

The problem is, it's too cold.

Just putting it close to your skin will start to make you frosty. If you walk on it, it will give you a chill.

"But there is nothing I can do. Who asked me to do it for justice?"

Arno murmured.

Specifically whose justice it is for and what justice it is for, of course it is for his own justice.

Click, click, click,

As the last of the water froze, a large sheet of ice formed.

The cold air has already begun to emit smoke, rising upwards.

This space cannot be said to be very cold, but it is definitely not hot either.

In this case, it is really not easy to come into contact with this large piece of ice.

Arno thought for a moment, picked up a stone from the ground and threw it on the ice.

Almost in an instant, the stones froze.

If he stepped on it directly, Arnold would probably turn into ice immediately.

"The temperature is lower than I expected."

This is far beyond Arnold's imagination.

Originally, he thought it was just a little cold, which didn't matter.

But at the current temperature, as long as people go up there, they will turn into ice cubes, so there is no need to be patient.

"Willpower cannot defeat reality."

"I'm a realist."

Arno took out a scroll from his pocket.

This scroll is different from the previous one, it looks very small.

What was sealed inside was just a small fireball technique from a magic student, which was basically a bonus.

It is definitely useless for killing people or being of great help.

The reason why Arnold brought it was purely because he didn't have much scroll inventory, so he just brought some to recharge.

But what I didn't expect was that it would be used at this time.

"Even if it is trash, it has its own uses."

"Thank you, unknown student."

Arno said while unwinding the scroll.

The temperature was high, but it was not too hot. A gentle flame appeared, surrounding Arno like a dancing fire elf.

To be honest, Arnold was quite surprised that the flames were still at such a low temperature.

But magic can be explained.

"Then please."

Arno nodded towards the flames.

For a moment, the flame lit up and circled Arno twice more.

The warmth of the fire cheered Arno up a little.

But he didn't just walk onto the ice, that would be too reckless.

Although the flame is warm, whether it is reliable or not depends on the actual operation.

"..."

In silence, Arno knelt down and gently pressed his fingers on the ice.

Immediately, a biting chill was transmitted directly to his body, and the muscles in his fingers would die in the next moment.

Moreover, the chill will not stop just like that, but will continue to creep up along the fingers.

If Chill really succeeded, Arno would at least have to sacrifice his fingers to escape.

boom,

At this moment, there was a slight noise and the flames suddenly burst out.

It was very fast and reached Arnold's finger in the blink of an eye.

The cold feeling stopped extending and began to recede slowly.

This feeling is like coming to a hot spring from the ice and snow.

Not just comfortable,

It's simply refreshing.