Chapter 42 Rushing Away As soon as he thought of this, Fang Senyan's heart moved, his eyes suddenly opened, and he grabbed the white cloth. unfold Lines of disorganized black handwriting appeared on it.
It seems that there is no pattern at all, but to put it simply, you can understand it as Saruman's essays and Weibo, and these random thoughts are casually used as venting graffiti and left on this rag.
Fang Senyan closed his eyes and took a deep breath, silently thinking in his heart that something is better than nothing, and then he began to read it seriously, but what Fang Senyan never expected was that these nonsense words written by Saruman actually had nothing to do with the experience of mixing potions "Recently, I discovered a misunderstanding, when throwing curse-type genetic potions, angle, strength and accuracy are also very important, and if you take into account factors such as wind speed, it is even more complicated."
"I've recently discovered adding lead to a new crystal bottle" "It's a good feeling to throw a curse potion."
"Today's dinner is a bit light."
"Then if the bottle containing the potion has a little crack beforehand."
"Lutz, this idiot, has screwed up three more pieces of experimental material."
"The following is omitted over 300 words" “” After Fang Senyan read it with a depressed mood, yes, he once again confirmed a very important thing, that is, Saruman really did not leave any information about the preparation of potions on this "rag", I don't know what his old man is crazy about, in addition to nonsense, most of the information left on it is actually some experience and whimsy about the throwing of potions.
Fang Senyan, who could hardly believe his eyes, carefully looked at the scribbled handwriting again, and his whole body was suddenly cold, and he really had a feeling that it was not as good as the sky to waste his efforts.
But every second of life is that it is full of unpredictability, and the next second, the pleasant voice of the Nightmare Mark sounds: "Contractor 1018 discovered Saruman's experiments and read them carefully."
"Scanning: Contractor 1018 has the relevant skill: Powerful Orc's Genetic Fluid Blending is Missing."
"Calculating" "Contractor 1018, you have entered the reading state from now on, and you cannot move, attack, or be attacked in this state, otherwise you will exit the reading state."
"If your mental value and intelligence value are too low, the time spent in the reading state will be forcibly extended to the maximum, and there is a possibility that you will fail to read."
Fang Sen's heart moved, which obviously triggered the relevant event, he stood still in place according to the hint of the Nightmare Mark, and failed three times very sadly, and only after a full eight minutes did he get the most pleasant hint: "End of Reading State."
"Contractor 1018 has gained new insights from Saruman's test log."
"Your Sixth-Order Ability: Strong Orc's Gene Fluid Blending Defect Gains the following enhanced passive."
"When you throw a cursed flask at an enemy, the cursed flask will form a spread shockwave centered on the landing point when it lands, and enemies hit by the shockwave will be stunned for 1 second."
"The area of impact of the shockwave is equal to the area of effect of the poisonous mist formed after the destruction of the cursed potion."
"Any enemy in the Poison Mist will gain Movement Speed and Attack Speed reduced by 20 until the Poison Mist disappears or leaves the area of the Mist."
"The poisonous mist formed by the curse potion lasts for fifteen seconds, but can be dispelled or purified."
"You can also throw a Beneficial Flask at an ally, creating a cloud of smoke that lasts for 10 seconds, and allies within a 10-meter radius centered on the landing point will gain an Area of Effect that corresponds to the flask.
Movement Speed Attack Speed is increased by 3 and the Acceleration effect lasts for 120 seconds. ” "The area buff created by throwing the flask will be less effective than the buff effect of drinking it directly."
For example, throwing a potion of 3 strength will produce the effect of group power 2, and throwing a potion of agility 3 spirit 3 will produce the effect of range 22 "Warning: From now on, every time you throw a potion, it will cost you 2 points of mental energy."
"That's okay," Fang Senyan, who suddenly got the hint, really had a feeling of unexpected gain.
He hurriedly mobilized the skill tree to take a look, and found that it was clearly written "So, if that's the case," a bright light suddenly flashed in Fang Senyan's eyes.
He began to look at these things in front of him in a daze, his eyes first stayed on the stack of parchment on the right, and then looked at the goose feather dipping pen next to him with a very hard tip, and suddenly shouted, which contained complex emotions such as enlightenment, surprise, chagrin, regret, and anxiety.
Then Fang Senyan grabbed the top few pieces of parchment and stuffed them into his arms, then took a thin ball of silk from the table next to him, and ran frantically towards the stairs leaving the mage tower, nervous like a monkey roasted to the butt by fire It can be said that Fang Senyan was lucky, because he was not caught until he ran out of the mage tower and ran to the edge of the orc city.
But it can also be said that Fang Senyan is unlucky, because it only takes ten seconds at most for him to disappear behind the rocks, shrubs, and sparse snow, so that he will definitely not be discovered by the first batch of orcs who retreated in advance, and then chase after him frantically.
Don't forget, Fang Senyan has been weakened to the extreme at this time, in terms of data, it is: 8 points of strength, 6 points of agility, 6 points of physical strength, 12 points of perception, 6 points of charm, 6 points of wisdom, 5 points of spirit, and 4 points of super waste The soft snow crunched on it, Fang Senyan hadn't tried this kind of gasping for breath for a long time, so much so that his lungs almost exploded, he grabbed a mouthful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it heavily, his Adam's apple squirming greedily and swallowing the melted ice water.
If it weren't for the "Blessing of the Dawn Elves" blessed by the Fog Song Girl, which could be extremely effective in assimilating Fang Senyan to the resonance of nature, those half-orcs who were in hot pursuit would have caught Fang Senyan a hundred times In this way, the snow that appears from time to time will still use the footprints of the seller Mori Yan to point out the direction of the pursuers in the rear.
"These damn guys, I definitely can't be caught now" Fang Senyan shouted in his heart, although he was very determined, his weakness at this time greatly limited his performance.
Although there is a rock behind him, the pursuers can't see their figure for a while, but in front of him is a long snow slope that shows at least seventy-five degrees, if Fang Senyan is in his heyday, oh, no, even if he is still talented, he dares to directly come to a difficult rush and jump sliding, but if he dares to do this now, then there is no doubt that he is looking for death, oh no, it is early to return to space.
The three-headed half-orcs chasing from the rear hummed and gasped closer and closer, at most there were about a hundred meters Fang Senyan bit his teeth, sat on the snow slope with his buttocks, supported his hands and slid downward, before he could slide to more than half, the whole person lost his balance and rolled down from above, his face was scraped with two terrible scars, and his elbows and legs were also scarred.
But even so, Fang Senyan endured the pain and continued to stumble and run while gasping for breath.
Yes, although his current physical fitness has been beaten back to its original shape, the experience and experience he gained during his previous adventures in the world are also the most valuable treasures that can still support him to continue to escape, and the little by little blood is sprinkled on the ground, like a shocking bright red pocket road sign guiding the direction of the enemy's pursuit In front of him was a lonely barren forest, perhaps because of the tenacious vitality of some trees, and he could actually draw out buds with a slight hint of new green in the ice and snow, Fang Senyan didn't seem to notice this, and rushed into this desolate forest without looking back, and the distance between the three-headed and half-orc behind him was getting closer and closer, from a hundred meters to less than fifty meters.
The body size of the half-orcs is obviously fatter than that of Sen Yan, and they scolded and rushed into the woods, naturally colliding with the trunk of the tree, and the snow on the branches of the tree fell one after another, as if it was a hailstone.
They continued walking for about seven or eight seconds, when all the orcs suddenly heard a voice.
The sound was very strange, like the grunt of boiling water in a large pot, dull and heavy, mixed with the sound of a fart.
The orc in front immediately stopped, looking warily.
Because he felt that this strange voice was closest to him, but unfortunately he got nothing.
However, the other two orcs suddenly looked at him with strange expressions, and their eyes stayed on their boss's stomach, because the sound came from his stomach.
Suddenly, the half-orc at the head fell to the ground with a distorted face, and then his eyes twitched, and in a very short time, life left his body, and then he could see that grass-green shoots had grown in his ears, eyes, nose, and mouth, and it seemed that a large number of seeds were taking root and sprouting in his body In less than a minute, the orc was decomposed as if it had been rotting for months, and even the bones were rotting and turning to ashes, as if they were a broken corpse, and on top of the dried corpse were large expanses of green grass
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