"The crystal wall formed by this condensation is very fragile, a not too sharp dagger, plus a not too strong ordinary woman..."

She held the dagger and stirred it hard in the orb.

"You can just poke it open."

The dagger rotated in the energy crystal wall, making people feel inexplicably phantom pain. Dean looked at the energy seal that was stirred out of a big hole, and for some reason, his back felt cold.

"Look, the energy inside is beginning to liquefy."

The parties involved did not feel that they had done anything cruel.

She also pulled out the dagger with enthusiasm, pointed to the leaking hole on the crystal wall, and the rich energy that began to liquefy below, showing Dean.

“Isn’t it amazing?”

"It feels like prying the shell, right?"

Dean didn't understand Siglid's happiness very much.

In his sight full of respect and blessings, Siglid stroked his fingers, and after a moment of reminiscing, he retracted the dagger back into the gem scabbard.

This pause, the energy wrapped around the node, has begun to evaporate rapidly.

She hurriedly stuffed the detection props into the node ball, recording the data changes in the entire process, and then realized it was a pity.

"In fact, this kind of energy seal is not easy to be born, and it is a rare special phenomenon. It is a bit waste to poke it open like me."

Just like the behavior of using treasures as the core of the remains energy, it is a very wasteful approach.

Siglid comforted himself, it was only one-seventh of it anyway.

Moreover, for safety, this consumption was almost impossible to avoid. Siglid glanced at the node ball blocked by Dean, hiding almost airtight, and rolled his eyes gracefully.

...The thoughts are a bit too obvious.

Fortunately, the wise princess never expected him from beginning to end.

In Lanxing's words, they are called Lu Yaozhi's horsepower, and people's hearts will be seen over time.

Because revolutionary friendships have existed briefly, she dares to say that her understanding of Dean is something that most people cannot compare to.

This includes no one who wants to grab the things that come from his mouth.

The little teeth were like a locked cage. After the things were in, the key was lost.

Noting that Siglid's eyes fell behind him, Dean paused for a moment, and humbly asked for advice as if nothing had happened: "If it was a waste to open it, then it would not be wasted, how should we use it?"

Checking the remaining few node balls, Siglid casually said: "It can form a very excellent closed energy environment, which is a very suitable operating occasion for some materials in need."

Enclosed energy environment?

This keyword made Dean's heart move. He put the three node balls he deserved aside and automatically retrieved relevant information reserves in his head.

Soon, he thought of the original spirit.

This sounds like a good fit for the fragile original spirit of the body. If the energy in the crystal wall cannot be leaked, the node ball should be a good place to settle the room for it...

In an instant, many possibilities emerged in Dean's mind. He opened the system and checked the scheme designed for the original spirit before. When searching, he was shaking his mind and accidentally clicked on the information analysis function.

It was just a small episode, but just when Dean wanted to exit, the system panel actually flashed when detecting the information of the Warcraft.

...What's going on?

Dean frowned.

Is there a bug in the system?

He lowered his head, looked at the round node ball at his feet, looked suspiciously for a while, and began to flip the system interface up and down, and checked carefully.

The flash just now had subsided, but Dean was sure that he had read it right.

He was not as dazzled as he could not have hallucinations so often.

But there are dead objects nearby, so how could the system react like this?

Dean looked around without notice. Just as he turned his eyes to the maze, the panel flashed slightly again.

However, the flash was too faint, more inconspicuous than the previous one, and Dean did not notice it at all.

When he turned his eyes to him, the strange thing had disappeared.

But looking at the calm system panel, Dean always felt something was wrong.

He glanced at the node ball and turned to look at Siglid.

"I heard that in recent years, the types of monsters have been growing..."

Looking at Dean in circles, Siglid sighed and said bluntly: "If you have something to say, what do you want to ask?"

"Is there any possibility that Warcraft will be born through unconventional means?"

Siglid was stunned for a moment. The person who had just made Dean feel more straightforward, after hearing this question, hesitated instead.

She asked without answering, "Why did you suddenly remember to ask this?"

As soon as this reaction came out, Dean knew it. Looking at his expression that seemed to have gained something, Siglid complained that it was really hard to do, while holding the lake.

"There is a guess that the demon god has the ability to create monsters... but it's just a guess, without any instance verification, it's just a hypothesis."

After leaving a reply from Mohu, who shocked Dean, Siglid refused to speak anymore. She picked out all the valuable things, took them with her, and turned around and walked towards the hall.

Dean followed her, and the two returned to the hall, tacitly packed up the spoils, and then woke up several professionals who were taking a nap and headed to the space where the black soil was.

Several tragic professionals suddenly received the order not to continue demolition, and were still a little confused. They were wondering what Siglid had sold in the gourd when they heard her asking for digging the soil.

Dig...soil?

The professionals almost thought that they had tinnitus problems because of lack of sleep. They looked at His Royal Highness, the princess who was leading the way, and the guild president who was not different from her. They only felt that when they woke up, the world changed.

It's right.

They looked at each other and felt that something was wrong. They even thought that there was something wrong with the passage, and they were unable to leave the ruins in a short period of time, so they had to develop the possibility of a new source of food.

But this... isn't it a bit...

The professionals exchanged their eyes and felt a little resistant. Until they arrived at their destination and saw the outstanding black soil, everyone's expressions suddenly changed.

Several professionals who had relevant testing methods squatted down and began to test the quality of the soil. After finding the results, they all showed surprise expressions.

The absurdity that arose when I first heard this news disappeared in my heart.

Then, without even Dean's urging, they took the initiative to take out items that could be used as digging tools and began to shovel the soil.

The efficiency is a little higher than when it was demolished in the hall before.

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