Diablo Destruction

"Hey, let me tell you, you have been a little absent-minded in your recent training."

On the training ground, the old drunkard put his long gun on his shoulder. His movements were rude and his expression was ruthless, just like those hooligans who often appear in comics, chewing gum and carrying baseball bats in the streets and alleys, fighting and extorting money. The appearance has almost completely overlapped.

"Is this happening? No, I'm not going to practice here with you all day?" I glanced at Carlos and Seatik next to me in confusion, and I didn't comment on what the old drunkard said.

"Hmph, you think you can hide it from me. Recently, you have finished training much earlier, and you are always in a daze during rest. I'm right, right?"

"You don't care, as long as I'm not lazy during training." I rolled my eyes at the other party.

After laughing a few times, the old drunkard ignored my distanced eyes, sat up, bumped my waist with his elbow, and asked: "I heard that you have been running to the miser recently, what's the matter? You two stingy people get together and want to play some tricks. If it’s fun, how about you count me in?”

"How do you know?" I glanced at him curiously.

"Hmph, you seem to have forgotten who I am, Elder Kasha, the military leader of the entire Rogg camp soldiers, don't underestimate my intelligence, hahahaha~~~"

"By the way, the ones who manage the soldiers these days are all Seike." I continued her words from the side.

"Don't just take it easy, you bastard!! What I call delegating power, do you understand delegating power?"

The old drunkard I complained about almost choked out from his own laughter, coughed a few times, and cursed angrily.

"How well does she understand such a profound word as "decentralization"?"

Turning my head away, I asked Seattle Ke in a tone of great surprise.

"Oh, it's like this. Teacher Kasha seems to be reading an unknown book recently and feels that this word is very profound. She says it a dozen times a day."

Seatik, who spoke unabashedly, didn't know that he was tearing down the teacher's stage, and continued to explain.

"For example, if I occasionally show up in the patrol team these days and assign a few tasks, I will say to the soldiers: I have a few tasks here that I want to delegate to you, and so on."

"Me, Carlos: "..."

"What the hell are you doing with that cheapskate guy?"

She was as thick-skinned as an old drunkard, even ignoring the pity looks from Carlos and me. She was probably extremely bored recently, so she continued to inquire without giving up.

"It's not a fun thing. I just want to ask him for advice on some magic issues." I responded and told the truth.

"Tsk, that's it. It's so boring."

"In that case, it would be more boring for you to ask." The old drunkard and I continued to quarrel.

"By the way, Junior Brother Wu, haven't you found the cause of your bottleneck yet? You don't seem to have made any progress these days."

Good old Carlos tried to smooth things over for us, but what he said was a bit harsh.

"Yes, I made a special trip to the second floor of the tomb a few days ago to raise the level to forty, but it didn't seem to have any effect." I said, holding my head in distress.

"Don't worry, maybe it's not that obvious to level up. You're only forty now, so it's not difficult to level up. After a few more levels, maybe the shackles will be lifted."

Carlos patted my shoulder and comforted me.

"It would be great if that were the case, but after rising to this level, I feel vaguely that my current bottleneck seems to have little to do with level restrictions."

"what on earth is it?"

Carlos asked in surprise, not doubting my words. Adventurers' intuitions are very sensitive, especially for their own situations. If I say this, it is probably a 100% guarantee.

"It would be nice to know. Apart from level, what are the restrictions?"

"Isn't it about attribute points?"

Seattlek on the other side suddenly spoke. Ever since the battle with Carlos in the martial arts tournament, the big man had completely resolved his knot. Although he was still so manic in fights, he had obviously become gentle and enthusiastic in normal times. A lot, at least he won't stare at you all day long, as if he is going to tear you into pieces at any time.

"Probably not. You also know that the shackles of level and attributes are actually corresponding. If level is not the reason for limiting strength, then attributes probably are not either, unless the attribute points are added incorrectly."

Carlos shook his head. The growth of level and attributes are actually in equal proportions. In other words, if level is not the shackles, then attributes probably are not. On the other hand, if level limits the development of one's own strength, then attributes Most likely it will be a pointless kick.

Except, of course, that situation Carlos mentioned, plus the wrong point. For example, barbarians are crazy about energy, and mages are crazy about strength, but I believe that no madman would do this. This approach is simply soaking his life in the cesspool.

"So... eh? Junior Brother Wu, what's wrong with you?" Carlos turned around and was about to say something, but saw that the other party was in a daze, looking like he was lost.

"No...nothing, hahahaha, how could there be anything? Look, I'm fine, hahaha~~~"

I came back to my senses and hurriedly covered up my laughter. Even I could feel the falseness and panic in the laughter.

"You couldn't have...added the wrong number."

The old drunkard looked at me suspiciously. Logically speaking, with the experience and bloody lessons of countless predecessors, there should be absolutely no problem in adding wrong points in this era.

Druid, in particular, is actually the best profession to add points to. There are all types of druids in strength, agility, and physical strength. Among them, physical druids are the most popular. As long as they don’t add omniscience, druids are not that important. There are strict restrictions on adding points. There is no big problem if you close your eyes and click randomly on the other three items. Of course, this is a personal suggestion. It is best to add points according to the needs of the team.

"Even for a guy like you, you shouldn't make mistakes, right?" Therefore, the old drunkard said this.

"Of course I didn't add the wrong attribute points. On the contrary, I didn't add any energy at all. It was all accumulated from the equipment."

I gritted my teeth and looked at the old drunkard. Although we are not smart people, our IQs are still at the public level. Are your words "even for a guy like you" a full-screen mockery? I represent the common people. If you underestimate the power of the masses, you will die miserably, you bastard! !

"Is that so? Some of them are too biased. Even barbarians need to put in some energy. But if you are well equipped, it won't be a big problem."

Kasha murmured subconsciously. An idea flashed in her mind. She seemed to have thought of something, but couldn't grasp it. Finally, she slapped her head and showed an expression of sudden realization.

"You kid, you must have left a lot of attribute points unadded, right?"

I:"……"

The three of Kasha: "..."

"Ha...ah hahaha, that, is...a little bit, how did you know." I turned my head away, not daring to face the sharp eyes of three pairs.

"Comparing your feelings, you also know that old man Farana is stingy. When he was training in the past, he kept a lot of attribute points. Every time before going to bed, he would take a look at the attribute panel for fun."

When Kasha said these words, his eyes were full of undisguised contempt.

It was said that the old drunkard in front of her and old Farah had teamed up for adventures when they were young, so it was not surprising that she knew this.

"So I'm thinking that you, the third stingy person in the camp, are probably just like the miser, hoarding attribute points for fun."

"..."

I guess I guessed half of it. Every night I glanced at the three-digit attribute points, the joy of snickering... I can fully appreciate the happiness of old Farah at that time.

"I guess you're right, I knew he was stingy like this." Seeing me looking thoughtful, the old drunkard immediately raised his tail proudly.

"You still said to me, aren't you stingy? It was the same back then." I glared at her, reminding her that she was also a little bit stingy like Rogge.

"I only became stingy when I came to the camp. As for old man Farah, hum."

With a disdainful groan, the old drunkard secretly said to us: "Since he was born, he has had the word "pick" carved on his forehead. It is said that before he was five years old, he would always go to other mothers' arms to drink milk."

Oh, if it weren't for the malicious slander by the old drunkard, it would be really big news. In an instant, my soul of gossip was on fire.

"So, your current bottleneck is probably related to the fact that you have retained attribute points but not added them. To be honest, how many attribute points have you retained?" As soon as the conversation changed, the old drunkard turned to me and asked.

"This... isn't much."

"How much exactly?"

My hesitant look aroused everyone's curiosity, even Carlos and Seattle Ke stared closely at me.

"Ahem, this is a personal matter, and everyone should respect it." I raised the principle of human rights.

"I'll save fifteen." Carlos.

"I'll keep ten." Seattleick.

"Me? Of course I didn't save any, that thing is no longer useful to me."

The old drunkard laughed a few times, his expression and tone were extremely natural, but for some reason, he could always feel a great sadness inside.

"..."

Good guy, the three of you are colluding, and Carlos, you bastard, didn't you just accept a few candies from your precious daughter, so you need to be so petty.

I glared at Carlos angrily, then opened the attribute panel and observed. To be honest, because of the several pieces of divine language equipment on my body, except for the helmet, the other pieces were constantly being replaced. I really didn't know how many fixed attribute points there were. Calculate it.

"Well, there are probably so many..." I held out three fingers.

"Thirty o'clock?"

Seattleke was quite naive and was indeed misled by my ambiguous answer, but the other two were not so easily deceived.

"That's what you call a ghost." The old drunkard looked at my three fingers suspiciously and touched his chin, as if he wanted to see some mystery from them, and then asked uncertainly after a long time.

"You don't mean...three digits, right?"

"..."

Why is this guy's sixth sense always so sharp in places where it shouldn't be sharpest?

Seeing that I didn't speak, the three people's eyes began to widen dramatically, even Kasha's. She just made random guesses at first, and even she couldn't believe it. She didn't expect that she accidentally got it right. .

"Are you stupid? How many attribute points are there at level 40? It's only two hundred points, and you actually kept more than half of them!!"

After a while, the old drunkard grabbed me by the collar and shook me violently. Even Carlos and Seattle's eyes were filled with pity.

No wonder that when it reaches a bottleneck, its strength cannot be improved. It is strange that such an attribute-preserving method can be improved.

Of course, they don't know that I have soul interlocking. In fact, the overall attributes are not much lower than those of a level 40 druid. Among them, intelligence and agility are due to the little ghost with added wisdom and Shar with high agility. Sister Na shared it, and she even came out on top. The reason why she fell into a bottleneck was probably because there was a big gap in strength and physique.

All in all, the reason has been found. Although I don’t know if it’s right or not, I still obediently added 60 points to strength and constitution. I kept 49 points, plus the bonus of the divine language equipment on my body. , I guess I can still collect sixty or seventy points, and after a few more levels, we will be a three-digit nouveau riche again.

In fact, even if they don't say it, I have recently started to improve my strength and physique, because as the level of Vilas and the others increases, their sharing ability continues to increase. Now, they have basically shared it to the limit. When they are upgraded to Over level 30, if I don't improve my attributes, they will no longer receive any shared bonuses.

After raising the strength and constitution to 96 and 102 respectively (it's not that they have been reduced, they used to include the attribute bonus of the equipment, but now they are the basic attributes in the naked state), I feel that my body is really light and agile. He said that he transformed into a moon wolf and picked up a whiteboard long sword to fight Carlos. I don’t know if it was a psychological effect, but it really improved. He was no longer like before, always feeling that he still had energy left, but he just felt like he was constipated. I can't hold it in anymore, and I'm not willing to lose even if I lose.

Although, he was still miserably suppressed by Carlos.

Maybe it was because I had solved the recent bottleneck problem that I was in a good mood and naturally worked much harder during practice. However, looking at the time, I still ended training an hour earlier than usual. I said goodbye to the three of them and took a bath at the nearby river. After sweating, he walked straight towards the stone tower of the Mages Guild.

In the center of the Mage Guild, there is a stone tower that is 100 feet high. The stone tower is cylindrical and stacked on top of each other. It is unknown how many years it has gone through. Its appearance is simple and old, and it has a solemn aura. Looking up from the bottom of the tower, Looking at the top of the tower that seems to reach straight into the sky will really make you feel dizzy.

Don't laugh at me, I haven't seen a skyscraper in almost seven years...

The Mage Guild in Rogge Camp, and this Mage Tower, still has a bit of a mage flavor. The rest of the large and small tents look more like a refugee camp than a Mage Guild.

This stone tower is where the mages of the camp’s Mages’ Guild conduct their academic studies. Of course, important and even confidential experiments, such as the Talasha manuscripts I brought back, as well as the research on life energy, are all in the basement of the Mages’ Guild. Conducted in secret, the experiments in this stone tower are relatively common and less dangerous.

Farah has been very unlucky recently. She originally wanted to take advantage of the few days of rest to complete the private research at hand. Unexpectedly, she was kicked out of work by Akara early the next morning, and the work tasks assigned to her were... He was studying healing potions with several alchemists.

This job is really easy, but when it comes to magic, Farah has never been afraid of hardship, but of boredom. It is precisely this research that is the field he is least interested in. The field of magic that Farah is good at is explosions - oh, of course, in From Farah's perspective, these were ignorant guys slandering him.

What he is best at is the study of magic arrays, whether they are large magic arrays, such as composite magic arrays, or small magic arrays, such as enchanting, enchanting chopsticks to speed up picking food, enchanting combs to speed up hair fall. Speed ​​is his specialty in private research. Of course, as we all know, the magic circle is extremely unstable and explosions are inevitable.

In the stone tower, he was tinkering with bottles and jars with the alchemists (mage-type pharmacists are also classified as alchemists, unless they are pure pharmacists who don't understand magic). It consumes brains, but requires repeated experiments, which is extremely time-consuming. This is also one of the things that Farah hates. There is no challenge at all, a waste of his youth, if he still has it...

"Old Farah, are you there?"

I learned from Farah that the temporary treatment potion they were currently researching to improve Lena was not an overly precise experiment. I was not polite. I barged in without knocking on the door and saw bottles and cans all over the table. There are also various solutions, which are quite similar to the chemistry laboratories in the original world, but the research flavor is stronger.

Farah was testing something in front of a table of solutions. After hearing this, she raised her head and glared at me. According to the gossip in the Mage Guild, she had to end her vacation early because of the guy in front of her. To be precise, she was her sister. .

What's even more annoying is that one of the mission goals is to improve the taste of the potion. Just thinking with his toes, Farah can come up with such a request. Who is the idiot who made it? He thought the potion was juice, but the taste Do you want to change if you want? To change even a little bit of flavor, it is necessary to recalculate hundreds of potion ingredients using magic formulas and repeat experiments thousands of times. It is really like playing tricks in magic research.

"What's wrong with you kid?"

Looking at the sky outside the tower, Farah said hello to several other mages. Five or six mages in big robes immediately completed the steps at hand quickly. After recording the progress one by one, they called it a day and got off work.

"There are still some things I don't understand about yesterday's magic. Please teach me some more." On the way back, I took the opportunity to ask Fa for advice.

"You don't understand such a simple thing. Have you learned the magic basics I gave you before?" Farah scolded in a pretentious manner.

"Haha, you also know that my ability to understand is limited." People have to bow their heads under the eaves, but I can't bear it! !

"Well, as agreed, the reward this time is five complete gems, not one less."

"Yes, as long as I can learn it, your reward will be indispensable."

I rolled my eyes and responded, but in my mind I was wondering if I would be able to ask for advice and bargaining after the old drunkard's revelations today.

Then, he carefully took out an old booklet, turned over a few yellowed pages, and started asking in detail.

What is recorded in the booklet is a relatively unpopular trick of Druid - visual sharing.