Chapter 82: The beginning of the dungeon

　　 During the next few days of the journey, Zhao Xu finally didn't have any monster cohesion characteristics on his body, and the whole journey was comfortable.
This is also the reason why Zhao Xu chose this smuggling caravan. The regular caravan is more or less likely to be targeted by thieves trying to rob, and Luo Ya, an underground force that can reach the smuggling level, can't deter the arrogance along the way. If so, it really got mixed into the dog.
　　 "Mr. Midsummer? Is that magic scroll in your hand?" A few days later, the poet finally couldn't help but ask Zhao Xu.
　　 Since Zhao Xu took out the scrolls on the first day, he has been counting silently, and today he has taken out ten scrolls.
　　According to the first-level magic scroll 25GP, Zhao Xu's net worth is also hundreds of gold coins, which is considered a local tyrant among the players.
　　 But the poet still underestimated Zhao Xu by two zeros.
　　The poet Antarctic Frog noticed that Zhao Xu did not take out the spell book to copy the spell on the scroll like a common mage.
What’s even more exaggerated is that it takes a long time to read and comprehend a spell by a general mage. Be cautious, one spell per day, and the risk point is only two spells a day. How can Zhao Xu use four or five spells a day? past.
　　 "Yes." At this time, Zhao Xu just recorded the first-level arcane magic "Hidden Fog" into his heart with the ability of a wise caster.
　　 Before Antinoya and him parted, finally in Zhao Xu's painful speech by the rookie mage, he gave him a first-class arcane scroll so that he could copy when he had time on the road.
　　Mages can copy spells from other people's spell books, or they can copy spells from scrolls.
　　 Copying spell books will affect the structure of other people's spells, and may cause the spells in the borrowed spell books to disappear.
　　 This is also the reason why the initial mage players are not afraid to borrow spell books casually and exchange information.
　　Mage Association, you won’t let you copy it again for free just because the spell in your spell book is missing.
　　 As long as you finish your studies and step out of the gate of the association, you must honestly pay the spell transcript borrowing fee.
　　 Copying a scroll will inevitably make a spell scroll blank, as if it has been used.
　　 So Zhao Xu dare not relax for a moment these days, it is his own to copy it first.
　　 Don't copy it down quickly, when he really needs to use the spell, he has to use the scroll to cast the spell distressedly.
　　 So he couldn't master the spell until he bought the scroll again or borrowed the spell book.
　　 "Brother Midsummer, are you copying spells? Where's your spell book?" The priest said in surprise.
　　 These days, you are facing monthly exams, and all relying on his own memory to sort out high school knowledge points and do questions on the carriage, without paying much attention to Zhao Xu's situation.
　　 "I didn't master the ability of "Transcription Scroll", I just remembered it in my heart. And I got the spell by praying and thinking." Zhao Xu said ambiguously.
　　 A few people around suddenly stopped talking. After the ghost incident that day, everyone went to the forum to search for the profession of mentor.
　　 The profession of mentor can study spells, but obtains spells through prayer.
　　The ability to cast spells is probably the only place it can be praised. As for the abilities of priests and wizards, it doesn't have the ability, like a whiteboard.
　　 Even a few mentor players on the forum can only obtain a few spells through prayer, which is very shabby.
　　 "Then Mr. Midsummer, you inherited a lot of your mentor's "legacy", right?" Rogue Rainbow licked his mouth and said with a golden light in his eyes, "Have you considered selling a few magic scrolls?"
　　 "That's not a legacy." Zhao Xu softly corrected, he didn't dare to curse Antinoya.
　　 At that time, the "last" he said was only that Antinoya finally separated from him. These players understood that he was dying and he was not to blame.
　　 "Miss pastor, aren't you a high school student? You don't need to go to school?" Zhao Xu, who didn't want to be asked about the secrets of the faction, started defensively, and asked the pastor who had the most flaws.
"Ah, me?" Pastor Youyou smiled brightly when he heard this, "I'm sick, and I'm leaving school at home now, but the family is so boring, so I went online to play games. By the way, I can take a leisurely trip and study to avoid falling behind. Speaking of these religious knowledge in the game, it is really more of a headache than academics."
　　 "Yoyou, her legs were injured. We are all friends and relatives in her reality, so we took a risk together." Warrior Maple whispered.
　　 Zhao Xu was taken aback when he heard this. He noticed that only the leisurely look present was still natural. Both the wanderer Rainbow and the poet Frog bowed their heads.
　　 He immediately understood that this injury is probably not a knock-over, but a paralysis.
　　Zhao Xu asked himself that he is not the kind of saint who saves the world with passion, he can't do that kind of thing, but one person is not full and never eats alone.
　　 However, when the tragedy appeared in front of him, he still couldn't bear it, and would help with sympathy.
　　 This is also his style of life. He can't control too many tragedies in the world, but what appears in his sight, even if it is only the fundraising information scanned on the Internet, he will still donate a little.
　　 "It's okay, things under the sun are right there. Maybe your legs will be better in less than a year." Zhao Xu said to Youyou.
　　 Only he knows, his words are facts, not relief.
　　 One year later, the players actually entered the Arthurian world, basically reshaping their bodies according to attribute values.
　　 This is also the reason why Zhao Xu didn't dare to charm 8 points. Real life was hard enough, and Arthur was still a negative two-level appearance, which was too miserable.
　　 "Ah, Brother Midsummer, my leg is twisted, I just need to rest for a week." Youyou smiled.
　　 Zhao Xu just shook his head. He couldn't help but smile when he saw the originally more serious poets and wanderers ~EbookFREE.me~.
　　 Feelings are all teasing him.
　　 "You will be such a prank in the future, and be careful to slip into the chaotic camp." Zhao Xu warned silently.
　　 "We are not a lawful camp." At this time, the poet and the wanderer said in unison.
　　 Zhao Xu glanced at You You not angry, "What about you, the goddess is neutral and kind."
　　 "Hey, I must be kind-hearted, and it won't affect if I slip one step." Youyou smiled slyly.
　　 Zhao Xu also understood this. The young priest in front of him must have known that the two of them deliberately teased him and cooperated. It is no wonder that they can join a team.
　　 "Just kidding." Maple Leaf smiled cheerfully.
　　 The carriage was suddenly filled with cheerful laughter.
　　 "Then you take a week off, just relying on the concept to review in the game? Does it work? No questions?" Zhao Xu immediately returned to the original question.
　　 yo-yo is generous and confident, "I have already recommended it. In the past few days, I have just reviewed and dealt with the monthly exam, so that the results are not too ugly."
　　 Zhao Xu also had no choice but to nodded silently. He really didn't need to worry too much about the winner mode of life.
　　 Suddenly, the speed of the carriage slowed down.
　　 After Zhao Xu's little preaching over the past few days, the four of them immediately held their weapons, including Zhao Xu, who were also ready to cast a spell at any time, and could throw it out if something went wrong.
　　 "A few brave adventurers, there is a task to ask for your opinions, can I speak a few words?" Roja's voice came from outside the carriage.
　　 Warrior Maple turned back and looked at Zhao Xu, wanting to ask his opinion.
　　 Zhao Xu nodded.
　　 In this wilderness, if you have something to ask for, is there a hidden underground city nearby?