Elf Archer of Life in Another World

Satisfied with the affirmative answer, Niannian took out a brand new notebook and threw it to Simil.

Simil took it hurriedly. This is a precious Yue Ling Paper. Not all players in the continent have a few pieces of this paper. Does this girl know its value?

Every year, she always looked indifferent, as if what she had just thrown over was not the treasure that the holy mages coveted, but a stack of papyrus, and this papyrus had already been exchanged for a reward that satisfied her. Not only did she

I don’t feel bad, and I feel like I’ve made a lot of money.

"Do you know how valuable this monthly spiritual paper is?" Simil felt like he was taking advantage of Nian Nian for no reason, and felt that it was necessary to confirm with her.

"I know, the best materials for making magic scrolls." Nian Nian replied casually. She has been playing games for so long, how could she not know this common sense.

"Then you just threw it to me?" Simil bit the word "throw" hard.

"Then do you still want me to hold it in both hands and offer it to you?" Nian Nian twitched the corner of his mouth and replied.

Simil decided to give up this kind of dialogue.

He lowered his head and carefully observed the small book. The cover of this book was made of unknown material. It looked dark and rough, but the touch was very soft and delicate, as if he was stroking the slightly warm water of the summer water with his hands.

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Simil opened the cover, and a refreshing fragrance of grass and trees hit his face. The silver-gray lines on the pages inside stretched comfortably, as if the tiny veins on the leaves, nourished by water vapor, were growing vigorously.

With.

This sense of growth is not his illusion, but because the wood magic elements rich in this moon spiritual paper are being well protected and nourished. If things go on like this, this small book will not only not decay, but will gradually become

A top-level instrument of wood magic, just placing it on the ground can speed up the growth of surrounding vegetation.

If the wood magic element contained in it is directly activated, it will not be a problem to create a small oasis in the desert. Moreover, as long as it is protected by this cover, it will slowly absorb the magic elements floating in the air, and it can completely rely on itself.

Nurture a world.

However, it seems that this book has only been created for a short period of time, and is still in its infancy, and is still far from becoming a magical weapon.

"What is your cover made of?" It is obvious that the reason why this small book has the potential to become a magic weapon is all thanks to this cover.

"The skin of a dragon-like creature found on the beach has its own water element aggregation effect." Nian Nian replied. She sat back on the chair, holding the back of the chair with both hands, curiously watching Simil's reaction.

"Dragon-like creature?" Simil asked back.

"It looks a bit like a giant dragon, but it has no wings or legs. It has a long neck and can swim very fast." Nian Nian described it.

Simil glanced at her and then asked: "Why do you think of using this kind of leather as a cover?"

"Trees need to be watered. Isn't it obvious?" Nian Nian's tone was a bit incomprehensible, as if he was saying, "This is common sense, my friend."

Simil pursed his lips, feeling that he really had no common sense if he continued to ask.

To be able to find two top-quality materials that are so compatible and combine them without any damage, Simil has to admire his good luck every year.

Not only is he lucky, he is also very smart, a little sharp, and a little straightforward, but sometimes he is inexplicably ignorant and childish. Simil finally wrote this evaluation in his heart for every year.

"Oh," Nian Nian suddenly slapped his forehead and leaned out to reach for the small book in Simil's hand.

Simil raised his hand to avoid Nian Nian's extended hand and asked, "What? Do you regret it? I won't pay it back."

"No, am I that stingy?" Nian Nian said angrily, "That cover still has my name engraved on it, I have to change it for you."

"Do you still have this kind of skin?"

"It's gone, so I have to replace it for you. It won't take too long." Niannian replied.

However, Simil directly stuffed the small book in his hand into the storage ring, spread his hands and said to Nian Nian: "It's gone."

I had a toothache every year, so I said, "My name is still there, don't you feel awkward holding it?"

"I don't think so," Simil simply acted like a rogue, "I think it's pretty good. At worst, I can just engrave my name on it."

Staring at Simil every year, she felt helpless. She suddenly missed the arrogant and indifferent NPC version of Simil.

Nian Nian didn't want to talk to this person anymore, so he turned around and sat down, and started reading like Simil did just now.

Simil looked at the angry Nian Nian in a funny way, thinking that this elf must not be very old, and to deal with such a thin-skinned little girl, acting shamelessly is much more effective than pretending to be cold and deep.

Simil touched his storage ring with satisfaction. Even if he is an NPC, there are not many opportunities to get such good things. Players do not have the habit of paying tribute to them. Moreover, this moon spirit tree only grows in elves.

The hinterland of the elves is the sacred tree that protects the birthplace of the elves. As a holy mage, even if he can enter the territory of the elves, he cannot get close to the Moon Spirit Tree.

Even the players of the Elf clan may not be qualified to obtain a leaf from this sacred tree. I just don’t know how this little girl got so many leaves.

In Simil's mind, a picture suddenly appeared: on a moonless night, Nian Nian, dressed in black, climbed up a tree secretly, moving as nimbly as a little monkey, and then secretly broke off a few tree branches.

He grabbed a handful of leaves and quickly slipped down the tree and ran away.

It couldn't really be stolen, right? Staring at Nian Nian's back, Simil felt that it was very possible.

He had no intention of asking Nian Nian. He thought about it for a while and couldn't help but laugh. He really felt like a human being today, but this feeling was really relaxing that he hadn't seen in a long time.

Simil, who was looking cheerful, sat back down and continued reading in a good mood.

But after a while, the atmosphere in the study returned to the leisurely quietness before, as if the chaotic and lively episode had never happened. Only a hint of imperceptible comfort quietly crept onto the corners of the two people's mouths.

It disappeared from the brow again.