Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

Chapter 216 [Strange Things in Minderland Town] 12

Feng Lan was not sure whether Manyinde was the only one like this, or whether all the wizards in this magical world were so powerful. They could cast familiar magic silently and instantly, and construct new magic while thinking. Even if they were approached, the wands in their hands would dance with the wind. Feng Lan's left hand was accidentally hit, and her body was in so much pain that she could hardly bear it.

The two men fought from the tower to the nearby forest. From the initial sparring to later competition, they became more and more serious and the noise became louder.

Manyinde hadn't fought like this with anyone for many years. He kept throwing out the magic in his hand, and occasionally moved to other places, or left a few false clones as bait to deceive. Even if Fenglan's vines found him, Manyinde spent a lot of effort to make the staff that swept away the vines rushing in front of him. A magic circle appeared under his feet, and Manyinde was teleported to other places again.

In this way, Manyinde escaped from under the vines many times. Feng Lan kept in mind the idea of ​​finding a skill to confine space. She was a little annoyed that he always escaped.

Compared to Manyinde, who has lived for more than 600 years and has fought countless times, Feng Lan is still too young. Manyinde is like a slippery hedgehog, difficult to catch and full of thorns.

Feng Lan felt that Manyinde was difficult to deal with, but she didn't know that Manyinde also thought the same of her.

It was obvious that he was still very inexperienced at the beginning of the fight, with more theory than practice, and he was a little hesitant in his attacks, not dirty or cunning enough. But he became more and more skilled as the fight went on, as if he had finally let go of his face. Manyinde dodged the vines that came up from under his feet, feeling a little regretful. If such a good seedling had a talent for magic, who knows how fast he would learn it.

Finally, before the fight between the two escalated further and caused damage to the town, Manyinde stopped first, and there was an uncontrollable admiration for Feng Lan in his eyes.

Feng Lan also stopped and stared at Manyinde with sparkling eyes. She even wanted to fight a few more rounds.

After all, this kind of strange enemy is unpredictable. He has long-range attack methods and is also very difficult to deal with in close combat. You don’t have to worry about a sparring partner who will kill you. Where can you find one?

"In your current state, it's no problem for you to meet Lina Sen."

After saying that, Manyinde saw that Fenglan still wanted to fight, so he disappeared in a flash, leaving behind only the words "Come find me again tomorrow."

Feng Lan could only look away with regret and casually repaired the forest that was damaged by the fight. The potholes on the ground were filled with rolling plants, and new plants grew out. The broken stones, tree trunks, etc. were burned into ash by the flames, and when the wind blew, they turned into part of the fertilizer for the forest.

The pace of life in the small town of Minderland is very slow. After Feng Lan stayed there for half a month, he completely mastered the rhythm of time of the townspeople.

Feng Lan gets up every morning, first practices a set of Shangqing Xieyue sword technique, runs through the nameless mental method, then has breakfast with Declan's family, takes a walk, greets the townspeople he meets on the way, misses the farmers who are going out after watering the plants, fishes a few times, and when it's almost time, goes directly to the Mage Tower to find Manyinde.

After feeding it some food and looking at Manyinde's collection of books, Feng Lan also learned a lot about the rare magical crops in this world. After leaving the town, if he encountered any, he could recognize them and dig them up, which would also be worth some points.

I had lunch with Master Manyinde at noon, stayed for a while in the afternoon, and left before two o'clock in the afternoon. After all, Master Manyinde was a little socially anxious, and he would feel tired if he stayed for a long time even if we didn't talk.

She went out and greeted the farmer who hurried into the forest to cut trees, handed her a bunch of strange rags he had caught from the river, and in return the farmer happily gave her a daffodil.

Then go down to the mine and dig for magic ore for five hours.

"How can there be a mine in the world with a layer of groundwater, a layer of magma, and a layer of fossils?"

Feng Lan was digging hard with Hua Hua, muttering to himself, very puzzled, and at the same time dealt with a bat that flew in from nowhere.

Oh, these monsters are damn resistant and are not afraid of bombs.

Feng Lan picked up the monster's corpse and threw it into the analyzer, and got a bunch of inexplicable codes.

[Bat: A mysterious bat that can drop bat wings and some...%...&(￥%—ore.]

[? : The essence of the void... a kind of energy. Perhaps, ghosts really do exist in this world.]

Feng Lan felt that this town was like... a game. How should I put it, that kind of subtle feeling.

Energy recovery, drops, fixed routes, these all seem like things that only exist in games.

It’s a pity that Feng Lan rarely plays Western magic games, so she didn’t notice it.

Is this only true in small towns, or is it the same in the outside world?

……

Feng Lan stayed in the town for a month and was finally leaving.

She said goodbye to the Declan family with some reluctance, and left the wizard with various fruit seeds, all of which were his favorite purple or black, as well as many space buttons filled with food, which were all technological products from the previous copy.

"Time in there just passes a little slowly, not at all. Remember to take things out and eat them early."

"Well, goodbye, Master."

Feng Lan gave the magic hat to the wizard before leaving. As soon as the hat was in the wizard's hands, it turned purple and black and flashed with light. It can be said that it fully reflected Manyinde's hobby.

She left along the path she had come from, transitioning from a forest filled with flowers and green trees to a dark jungle that was gradually becoming gloomy and with branches growing wildly, leading to a strange dark jungle. Even the lovely green grass on the ground turned dark green and was sparse, with some sharp bushes with black branches and leaves.

There was a chill in the air, and the air you exhaled was cold. You could rarely hear birds singing. Feng Lan saw quite a few crows standing far away on the treetops. To the naked eye, their black bodies blended into the branches, revealing only a pair of strange blood-red eyes.

After being seen by Feng Lan, the crows stopped calling and flew quietly to a farther place, continuing to spy on her.

Feng Lan pulled up her scarf. It didn't matter much to her. She didn't know when the road in the forest disappeared. Feng Lan simply followed her intuition and chose a direction to move forward. Anyway, her luck wouldn't be too bad.

For ordinary people, the bushes were hard, sharp, and easily scratched, but Feng Lan only had a thought, and the vines on both sides of the bushes automatically spread out, making a path for her. Feng Lan pretended not to notice the secretly prying eyes.

After walking for more than two hours, Feng Lan felt a subtle fluctuation of magic power, and the road farther ahead of her was changed by magic power.

Feng Lan ignored the illusion caused by the magic and continued on her way in a straight line. After a few times, the other party realized that she was not a softie and stopped moving. However, the crows on the treetops kept staring at her.

Following Feng Lan all the way through forests, swamps, and streams, the view became wider and Feng Lan finally walked out of the forest. In front of him was a clear and quiet lake. The entire lake was large and round, and the surrounding trees had become green and vibrant again. The subtle feeling of depression disappeared a lot.

The crow that had been following behind him finally retreated back into the dark forest.

Feng Lan didn't look back. She looked into the distance and saw a group of graceful white swans flying from the sky into the lake.