Late at night, in the open space in front of the [Pterosaur].

“Cheers!”

“Cheers!”

“…”

The sound of cheers echoed throughout the open space.

With so many gains today, it is natural to have a banquet.

In order to thank the mountain barbarian tribe for their help, Manolin invited these people to attend the banquet together.

With the participation of these highland barbarians who are good at singing and dancing, the atmosphere of the whole banquet became more lively.

In order to allow the highland barbarians to attend the banquet with ordinary people on the ship, Manolin still spent some time thinking.

He adjusted the device of the [Pterosaur] that absorbs magic energy in the environment.

Let the concentration of magic energy in the air around the [Pterosaur] adapt to ordinary people and mountain barbarians, so that they will not be uncomfortable in a short time.

...

"Chief Blackstone, I heard that you highland barbarians have a special profession called [Shaman]. I wonder if I can have the honor to see it."

Manolin found Chief Blackstone, who was drinking and eating meat with a group of people, and asked.

Blackstone, who was a little drunk, held the wine glass in one hand and poured wine into his mouth, and patted his thigh with the other hand and laughed.

"Hahaha! Mr. Manolin, you asked me this question, then you asked the right person, I Blackstone is the strongest [Shaman] in the whole tribe."

"Uh... You are a [Shaman]? Shouldn't you be a [Warrior] or a [Berserker], [Beast Warrior] or something like that?"

Manolin looked at this strong man whose chest muscles seemed to be able to dance, and it was difficult for him to associate him with a magic profession like Shaman.

It's no wonder that he judges people by appearance, because the figure of Chief Blackstone is really too confusing.

The height of Chief Blackstone is about two meters and fourty-five meters, which is slightly shorter than Benjamin.

Among all the mountain barbarians, they are the highest.

According to Manolin's understanding, the profession of [Shaman] is a real "cultured" profession.

If you want to be a [Shaman], in addition to talent, you must at least have a good knowledge level.

It was hard for Manolin to imagine that Black Stone, a tall and strong guy with a face full of flesh, was actually a "cultured person".

Seeing Manolin's suspicious look, Black Stone immediately used one of the signature skills of the [Shaman] profession.

As Black Stone's hands condensed, some magical energy.

Then, a totem pole made of energy was erected in the open space next to the campfire.

After the totem pole was erected, it emitted a special energy wave to the people around it.

After being swept by this energy wave, Manolin felt as if he was soaking in a hot spring and felt a burst of comfort.

"This is one of the special abilities of the [Shaman] supernatural being, the 'Restoration Totem', which can effectively restore the energy of all friendly units within the range of the totem pole."

After using up his supernatural ability, Black Stone continued to drink wine and explained.

After all, for the highland barbarians, wine is a good thing. After all, they don't have the conditions and technology to produce wine, and most of the wine can only be transported from other places.

In this way, the price is very high. Now that they have the opportunity to use other people's wine, they will naturally not be polite.

"Chief Black Stone, I heard that you [Shaman] can communicate with the spirit of nature. I am a little curious about what this spirit of nature is."

In fact, what Manolin is most curious about the profession of [Shaman] is his ability to communicate with the spirit of nature.

The foundation of the profession of [Shaman] is this ability. Whether it is releasing elemental attacks or using totem poles, it is essentially the use of the energy of the spirit of nature, but what exactly this spirit of nature is, Manolin doesn't quite understand.

The Black Stone Chieftain took the opportunity to drink a few more sips of wine before explaining:

"The so-called natural spirits of our [Shaman] are actually communicating with the entire plane and borrowing its power."

"As our [Shaman] levels increase, we will be able to have a closer connection with the entire plane."

"If we are promoted to Legend, we can even directly communicate with it."

Hearing this, Manolin found the point and asked hurriedly:

"Does the plane really have consciousness like a human?"

This question is very important to him. If the plane really has consciousness like a human, then things will be very serious.

Because the secret realm he often uses is something he doesn't like very much.

If the plane really has consciousness, won't it be sooner or later that it will come to him for an account?

Put yourself in his shoes. If someone waves a stick covered with shit at you every day, no matter how good your temper is, you will not be able to help but kill that person one day.

And Manolin's wanton use of the secret realm is just waiting forSame as this person holding a stick of sticky shit.

Fortunately, what Blackstone said later dispelled some of his worries, otherwise Manolin would have wanted to change his plane to make a living.

Blackstone explained:

"In fact, the plane should not have a real sense like a human, that is to say, he has no independent thinking ability, but simply acts according to instinct, at least I have not found the independent thinking ability of the plane."

Then, the two drank and talked about some extraordinary knowledge.

As a ninth-level peak [Shaman] extraordinary person with the inheritance of the Highland Barbarians, Blackstone has a rich knowledge reserve.

Although Manolin is a half-baked person who changed his career, after such a long time of cramming, and the legendary knowledge he heard from the legendary Ryan, his knowledge reserve is not too bad.

So the two can still chat together.

...

Early morning.

The banquet lasted a long time, and it was not until the early morning that the banquet officially ended.

Because the weather was still very hot, most of the people who had eaten and drunk enough simply lay on the grass to rest.

Especially those guys from the mountain barbarian tribe, because they did not drink often, their alcohol tolerance was relatively poor. Of course, it was also possible that these guys did not have the opportunity to drink normally, and this time the unlimited supply of alcohol led to drinking too much.

As a ninth-level peak transcendent, Black Stone would naturally not get drunk so easily.

In order to thank Manolin for this sumptuous banquet, he said a piece of news that Manolin was very concerned about.

That is, there may be traces of iron-eating beasts in a canyon about 100 kilometers away from their tribe.

The iron-eating beasts in this world are not the round giant pandas of the previous life, but a kind of transcendent creature that truly feeds on metal.

This extraordinary creature looks a bit like a combination of a pangolin and a hedgehog, but unlike normal pangolins or hedgehogs, it has some metal thorns growing on its back.

These metal thorns are their main means of defense and offense. If this iron-eating beast is frightened, it will shoot these metal thorns at the enemy with its back.

The reason why the Black Stone Patriarch specifically told Manolin this news is also very simple, that is, the spikes of this iron-eating beast are a very precious magical metal.

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