Witch for All 1994

Jiang Han didn't know that his giant cat collar had such a wonderful feature buried under the salt-alkali rock formation.

A spring with a white steamy feel, constantly spews out steam and water with therapeutic effects. Three lazy cat lanterns are next to the spring, with a tube made of bamboo and a cover made of maple. And the connection made of poletail grass (a natural strong hemp rope, meow!), these three components form an all-natural ecological bottle of water.

Once it was packed, they packed it with their tails and put it in the basket next to them.

There were piles of them, and it looked like they were going to be sold or given to the cat lights to drink.

From this point of view, the Nightmare Cat Lamp is indeed more 'flexible' than ordinary cat lanterns. It turns out that it has been realized early on that it is necessary to get a convenient package in order to do cheap business.

"This spring?"

Jiang Han raised his head and glanced at the tunnel that felt like a cave. The shiny stalactites were obviously the products of cat axe. Although this was an empty island, an island created by a witch, even a witch had such a deep place. There should be no such basic knowledge as caves, so the answer is obvious, it is the place created by cat lanterns with cat paws.

The snow-skinned woman, as light as an epiphyllum and as pretty as an epiphyllum, said softly and weakly:

"Here it is when the cats come."

She paused and showed a smile, which was completely different from Cat Lantern's smile. This smile was very educated and toothy, just enough to allow people to see clearly her shell teeth and vampire-like canine teeth, which were felines. The fangs?

"..."

"Right here?"

Jiang Han repeated her words.

Mao Bo suddenly understood and said in detail:

"The cats suspected that they were brought from the folded space fragments used to expand the island. The cats got together to discuss it. This seems to be called Amelia's Law?"

"It's Emily Liliat's second law."

When talking about technology, Du Ningzhuang leaned over. The tip of her nose is red, and her curly hair is spread all over her body. She looks like a reindeer or a nerdy girlfriend in winter, the kind who will hold your hand and breathe, but accidentally get white mist on her glasses. That kind of thing.

Unfortunately, she is not your girlfriend.

Secondly, some witches wear glasses just to look good.

Finally, she is not your girlfriend.

The cute witch who was as beautiful as a reindeer blinked her eyes and suddenly realized something and asked:

"You...uh, cat lanterns? Will you get together to discuss the laws of magic?"

Mao Bo replied softly and softly:

"Isn't that right? We don't know much about other cat species, but our cat species spends one night every week curling up in a warm hot spring cave, meowing and discussing the academics of witches. The latest news cats have heard is that there is heavy logging.”

This is so fantastic.

Jiang Han watched silently, and waited until their conversation came to an end before asking:

"What is Liliat's Second Law?"

Uh-huh.

Two witches and one cat lamp, including Chen Ligu, looked over.

After five or six seconds of strange silence, Du Ningzhuang sighed, her eyes half-closed, and her face turned a little red:

"Liliat's second law, any item originally stored in the folded space may be merged with other spaces, thereby producing a magical effect and creating a special terrain with the function of the item itself. Because the fragments of the folded space will be peeled off, the so-called civilized society The concept of returning to nature..."

Her expression was unclear:

"In terms of geography, A1 probably should, maybe, somewhat possibly set this question as a required question."

"..."

A little hot.

Jiang Han touched his face, and these words suddenly popped out of his mind.

"I'm one of the more forgetful witches."

She laughed at herself:

"Have I ever told you the story of our little Balrog, Claire?"

The atmosphere became more relaxed. Chen Ligu took Maobo and told her the story. Du Ningzhuang, who had the character of a science girl, scratched her hair and let out a hearty laugh.

"..."

What about hahaha? You almost embarrassed the cat!

Jiang Han said angrily in his heart.

After giving Du Ningzhuang a blank look, Jiang Han looked at the trophies piled up next to the spring.

These strange trophies have the power of nightmare attached to them.

Strange powers converge into different magical effects, chaotic unknowns, and strange special energy effects continue to appear. The witch is by no means the only creature with extraordinary power in the world. There are more unsolved powers. Gathered into their spoils.

Mao Bo came over at the right time:

"Lord, these are the trophies that the cats have toiled in the wreckage of the nightmare space. If you don't like them, you can tell the cats. The cats can melt them all to make nightmare energy, and restore some resources. Maybe That’s more useful.”

While she was speaking, Du Ningzhuang had already rushed forward with the magnifying glass of the Permanent Appraisal Technique, studying the trophies with interest.

"...a dog whistle that can summon nightmare workers. Hey, we witches really can't say anything. It's not much better."

Du Ningzhuang's evaluation is spicy but reasonable.

The witch's "dog-like" care for the servant army only started in the past two or three years. Before that, she had always had the arrogant attitude of "it would be a great honor for you to be a witch's dog", and even the witch who was born in the servant army I also suffered some discrimination.

But that might be okay, the real discrimination between witches is the discrimination between colleges.

For example, Anjie has been laughed at by Irene and Ovie about her 'school district certificate', which is even more touching than discriminating against witches.

"...A radio that plays 'Never Sleep Tonight' overtime 24 hours a day...shit, is this something that anyone can imagine?"

Jiang Han could only use four words to describe the difficulty and difficulty of getting something valuable from nightmare props, that is:

Making gold out of shit.

This is a technical job.

It can neither be 'just an item that a witch can replace with a fourth-level spell', nor can it be 'completely useless, just an object used to insult one's own IQ'. What is even more uncomfortable is that after removing this There may not be many items left after the two options.

While Chen Ligu and Du Ningzhuang were choosing, Jiang Han put the dog whistle and the radio into the cat box next to them.

She raised her finger and told Mao Bo:

"It's all rubbish. This is how I treat rubbish! It's melted!"

"..."

After a while of selection, Du Ningzhuang chose a music box that could pop out the little Anjie figure, which was An Xiaonu's favorite.

And what about Chen Ligu? It is rare to actually catch gold.

She got a pistol that can fire six rounds of ritual spells in one breath, but the spells must be prepared in advance, and each spell will bring special debuffs of 'bleeding' and 'corrosion' to herself, but for the witch, the negative effects are the same. Yu Wu!

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