Broad World

A few hours later, Allen finally managed to put the books scattered on the ground back on the shelf, but did not do anything about sorting them. —Top—Point—The novel ww.{2}{3}{w}{x}Because he has exhausted all his energy now, he is sitting on the ground in sweat, panting desperately, and his muscles are sore. I don't want to move my finger anymore.

Kwasemo obviously knew this, so he just cursed a few words, and then left to fetch food. Although it threatens fiercely, it doesn't dare to not feed it. Because under such high-intensity labor, if there is not enough nutrition, it is easy to have accidents, such as sudden death.

If this happened, Chasma would not hesitate to cramp and peel him, and then take his soul out to torture for hundreds of years. As a demon who thinks he is very clever, how could he make such a mistake, so torture is also tortured, and the food should be given back.

As soon as Kwasem was out of sight, Allen instantly got up and rushed into the warehouse next door to pry open a barrel of wine. This is brewed with spore plants that are unique to the gloomy region, and the alcohol content is more than that of the famous spirits on the surface. He quickly cast a zero-level magic "Alcohol Extraction", pulling a lot of ethanol away from it.

Next, I quickly took a bottle of test-use concentrated sulfuric acid from the side, mixed the two things together, and ignited the remaining alcohol for heating. Soon, the mixed liquid in the bottle immediately began to react, and a large amount of colorless and transparent gas emerged.

Allen quickly buckled a small bottle to the top and began to collect it. After a while, some small water droplets appeared at the bottom of the bottle. In order to ensure that the plan is foolproof, a small bottle was collected before closing. After he restored everything to its original position. He quickly returned to the original room and lay on the ground and continued to play dead.

That little bottle is nothing else. It is the ether that can quickly let people fall into a coma. This simple method of extraction comes from a book. There is no doubt that Henry copied some knowledge about geochemistry. The boy had read about it when he was young, so he decided to use this volatile liquid to bring down the demon who had been staring at him.

A true mage is good at using all the people and objects around to accomplish his own goals. Perhaps Allen himself didn't realize that his mind was becoming more and more mature in this difficult environment, becoming more and more like a real spellcaster. Trying to figure out other people's minds, controlling one's own emotions, and enduring physical pain, all of which are far beyond their peers, and many adults have to bow down.

Some people will complain about the injustice of fate after suffering. Even self-defeating and abandoning themselves, while some people are persevering in order to hone their will and ultimately succeed. Of course, the latter occupies a very small proportion, and most people will inevitably become depressed after a failure, and then become obscured.

Allen has been receiving aristocratic elite education since he was five years old. At the same time, he can go to the library management to borrow a large number of books at will. Therefore, he has a lot of knowledge and understanding. He will quickly understand how to do in a difficult situation. Best for yourself.

Just when he was lying on the ground thinking about what to do next. Kwasem came in with a bowl of food. Just like last time, it poured the meat and soup from the bowl on the ground and laughed wildly and said, "Eat! An unfinished slacker like you is only worth eating on the ground! Hahahahahaha!"

But this set of insults had no effect on Allen. The little face was completely expressionless, just squatted down and picked up the meat in silence. He is now determined to kill the demon in front of him, and there is no need to be angry with the guy who is about to die.

But Quasemo obviously didn't think so. It felt that the little boy in front of him had already succumbed, and the ugly face was filled with a smug smile: "Very well! It seems that you have the consciousness of being a slave, keep it well, maybe I will give you less in the future A little work."

"Thank you." Allen only replied this sentence, and then quickly ate everything, hid in the corner, curled up into a ball and closed his eyes. While picking up food just now, he quietly wetted his clothes with soup. Now everything is ready and ready to go.

First cover your nose and mouth with wet clothes, and then pull out the plug to let the ether gas evaporate to your heart's content. Since this room is very small and there is no ventilation device, once the door is closed, the air will be filled with this narcotic gas quickly.

In fact, things went so smoothly beyond imagination. After only less than ten minutes, the Quassmo began to shake like drunk, and then fell to the ground with a plop and fell into a coma.

Seeing this, Allen immediately held his breath and ran over to pour all the remaining ether on his sleeves. Without hesitation, he covered the devil's nose and mouth, allowing him to breathe in this toxic gas to the greatest extent. It didn't take long for Kuasaimo's face to turn blue, his body temperature dropped, his breathing and heartbeat gradually stopped, and finally his pupils expanded rapidly. There is no doubt that the demon finally died after inhaling an excessive amount of ether.

After doing this, the boy quickly opened the door to let the anesthetic gas in the room escape, while he sat down in the deserted corridor and wiped the sweat from his forehead. This was the first time he had killed the intelligent life, so he appeared extremely nervous, not only his heart was beating wildly, but his brain was also a mess now.

"Is this what it feels like to kill? It's terrible..." Allen muttered with a bitter face. After resting for a few minutes, he got up and quickly cleared all traces, and then leaned on the window and glanced at the huge pillar outside for timekeeping.

This is the only thing used by the Dark Elf City to estimate time. At the end of the day, a great (mage) in the tower will cast a fire magic at the bottom. This spell has a whole cycle, which is equal to It will be effective for the entire day on the ground. And the temperature of the flame will slowly expand upwards while curing, until the entire hour column can't see a trace of temperature in the dark elf's infrared vision.

Now the fire is only a short distance from the top, and it should be close to midnight when converted into surface time. Allen carefully observed the surroundings, and after confirming that no one was there, he quietly ran to the outermost storage room. It was an adventure for him. If you succeed, it means you can get limited help. At the same time, you can get in touch with the outside world.

After a few minutes. With the help of dim light, the boy found the entrance to the storage room. The door was not closed, it was just concealed, and it seemed that the man was already waiting inside. He took a deep breath, rushed in in just a second, and then closed the door with his backhand and plugged it in.

Just after completing this whole set of actions, a round of applause suddenly remembered behind him, and then a tall male dark elf walked out of the darkness. It was Solaufen who left a note in the library. He smiled and looked at Allen who was still in shock and said, "Yes, as a child under age, you are the best I have ever seen. From sprinting to closing the house, there is no hesitation in it, and it makes people decisive. incredible."

"Thank you, sir. What kind of help can you give me?" Allen asked, carefully looking at the dark elf in front of him. He still hasn't figured out the other's motives, what exactly he wants from him.

"Haha, don't worry about the kid. Before discussing this, I need to understand first. How did you get caught underground, and the reason." After speaking, Suo Laofun took a few steps back. Let your back press tightly against the wall. It can be seen that this action is a habit he has cultivated for a long time, which can avoid sneak attacks from behind.

In the dark elf society, many people have similar habits. For example, even if you sleep, you should put your weapon in a place where you can easily get it, and be alert to everyone around you, even if he is your close relative, because the most deadly knife often comes from these closest people.

Allen knew that he had no choice, so he had to tell the story as it was. In the end, he specifically emphasized: "Sir, my father is not only powerful, but also very wealthy. He can definitely provide you with a generous reward. Whether it is title, land, or wealth, you can choose."

Seeing this human boy who kept promising benefits to him, a smile appeared on Solaufen's face. As a dark elf who lives in intrigue all day, he can hear that these are the truth, and there is no exaggeration, especially the sentence that can obtain the title and land, it is really exciting.

Unlike his evil compatriots, Solaufun did not believe in Rose, the main **** of the dark elves, but another deity, the dark girl Eilistraee, who was the opposite. As a chaotic and kind-hearted dark elf, he almost couldn't bear to stay in this evil city, and wanted to leave all the time.

However, as we all know, the gloomy region is not a wild forest on the surface, so you can go. People who are unfamiliar with the complex terrain alone can die alive, not to mention there are various extremely dangerous monsters, I am afraid that they have become a corpse before finding a new environment where they can survive. But the human boy in front of him provided another possibility to go to the surface and become a nobleman with a title.

So Laofun originally intended to give help within his capacity, but now he has strengthened his determination. After thinking about it for a few minutes, he nodded slightly: "Child, I can help you, but it's too dangerous to deal with a master, and there is no chance of winning at all, so I can only deliver some messages and items~www.ltnovel.com ~ This is enough! This is my secret mark, please take it with you, as long as my father comes, you will be able to find it." Said Allen handed over a small badge made of stone. He did it secretly behind everyone's back. He originally planned to find a chance to put it in a conspicuous place, but it just came in handy now.

"It's very clever. If you can survive, the future will be limitless. Let's stop this conversation. Someone should come to pick up things in a while. Remember, if you need help with anything, just go to the left of the library. I took the first book "Queen of the Spider God" from the third bookshelf. I saw it and I will find a way to contact you." After speaking, Solaufun patted the boy's shoulder lightly, like a gust of wind. He opened the door and quickly disappeared into the corridor.

After opening up the connection with the outside world, Alan showed a relieved expression on his face, and then carefully left the storage room and returned to where he slept. Although there is still a demon's body there, he has no other place to go...

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