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Chapter 201: The Dormant Witch, Inventor of the Fox Clan

When Wang Hui collected the first three parts of the inherited sacred object [Eternal Eye], he obtained part of the memories of High Priest Saliman, Chief Wizard Belmou, and Pope Abraham.

In the eyes of these three legendary figures, the Great Witch of the Undead is an out-and-out shady old man, a promiscuous man, a sewer worm, and the "legendary shame" is already considered a civilized title.

As a result, Wang Hui also had preconceived prejudices against the profession of "Necromancer".

But at this time, seeing that Carlos Harroman, who had only a mutilated head left, was not dead, he even bit his wand and continued to run away, as if he was planning to hibernate and make a comeback...

While Wang Hui was shocked, he also felt that he had underestimated the Necromancer before!

"It is indeed not an easy profession to be able to pass down a line of work in an environment that is disgusted by most people in the Gulf world..."

As he watched, Haroman's aura became much weaker as he struggled to climb onto the central land.

Although the foundation is still there, returning to its peak state may not be possible in a short time.

Wang Hui overlooked the situation in the entire Central Continent. The pythons were huddled in the southwest, barely guarding the small amount of territory they had left.

The conflict between the Cockroach Empire in the north and the Fox Tribe in the southeast is still going on.

However, because the Cockroach Emperor Cockroach Beihai and the Fox Clan Chief Chahuli were at the same level in combat power and were wary of each other, they did not rashly launch a large-scale war, and only had small-scale conflicts in local areas.

Both of them are at the sixth level of tempering. Since they do not have a complete extraordinary system, their real combat effectiveness cannot compare with the legendary primary level in the Gulf world.

Wang Hui estimated that these two guys together were no match for Saliman, the high priest before becoming a fusion beast, who was a mid-level legendary at the time.

But no matter how bad it is, with Chong Beihai and Chahuli's foundations here, a single half-broken platinum high-level (fourth-tempered high-level) necromancer will not overturn the entire battle situation.

At best, it can only bring some changes!

Wang Hui had no intention of getting involved. He also wanted to see what kind of chemical reaction the wizard would have in the evolving world...

Seeing that it was already midnight, Wang Hui didn't wait here. He came to the Gulf World first, slipped quietly to the mountain behind the capital of Storm King, and took away the giant "Rem" clay sculpture newly made by Gurumi.

After the review of "The Fat House Without Fat" became a popular post on the forum, many people contacted Wang Hui and wanted to buy an identical one to save themselves the hassle of customizing it.

It just so happens that Gulumi’s new one can win an order!

As for food rewards…

Wang Hui noticed that Gulumi, a blue-haired girl, was lying at the foot of the mountain, sleeping soundly. She was probably not in the mood to eat at the moment.

Let’s settle together next time!

Wang Hui's projected body flew up to the clouds and handed the Rem clay sculpture to the giant hand stretched out by his own body.

After looking at several pits in the Kingdom of Stormwind, he felt that it was necessary to add some more soil to avoid the lack of soil for the subsequent figures of Gurumi.

Wang Hui returned to his true form, packed up the Rem figure, and placed it in the dung nest express cabinet. He then dug out some clean soil that was confirmed to be free of cockroach ootheca, and dumped it into a remote area of ​​the Kingdom of Storms.

[The Fat Man Who Is Not Fat] has praised Wang Hui more than once for the excellent material and fine workmanship of the figures he sells, but in fact, what is special is not the soil of the miniature world, but the transformation process of the clay slime Gurumi.

If you use soil from the outside world to transform it, you can still produce colloidal ooze for making figures, which is comparable to the most first-class production technology of large outside manufacturers!

boom--

The miracle of "God pouring down earth" caused many witnesses from the Gulf world to exclaim and kneel down.

Gulumi, who was sleeping on the hill behind the royal capital, was also shaken so much that she bounced off the ground several times.

It wrinkled its face, turned over and continued to sleep, muttering words like "popping candy" and "big spicy strips"...

Little did he know that his newly made clay sculpture of Rem was gone again.



Outside, Wang Hui closed the glass cover and accelerated it inside, then prepared to sleep.

When he habitually checked the courtyard gate, he thought that his wallet was relatively rich now and he should strengthen the preventive measures at home.

At least before the body's strength grows to "superhuman" heights, the assistance of existing technological means is still necessary!

So Wang Hui opened [Jingdong] and bought a set of smart security alarm systems from the self-operated store. After thinking about it, he changed the quantity to two sets when placing the order, and installed one set for the basement, just in case.

The total cost is 9,200, and it will be delivered by tomorrow afternoon at the latest.

While Wang Hui went back to the bedroom to fall asleep, the miniature world quietly arrived on December 30th of the 20th year of the advent of God.

Heavy snow fell in many places and the temperature plummeted.

Although most of the mercenaries in the Kingdom of Darkness do not have the custom of celebrating the New Year, the harsh climate still cooled their heated minds slightly and slowed down the offensive on the waterside town.

The South Island cockroach people who suffered heavy casualties were finally able to take a breather and take the opportunity to recuperate.

In the north, the expansion of the spore people has also stalled. I don't know whether it is because the cold is not suitable for growing mushrooms, or some other deep-seated reason.

Groups of red spore men tirelessly patrolled the periphery of their "base area", confronting the green circle in the distance.

The High Priest of Thunder has been staying behind closed doors recently, seeming to be secretly preparing something.

Hu Che, Baboon Wu and other senior officials knew a little bit about the inside story and properly maintained the order of the tribes, allowing the orcs to spend the New Year with peace of mind.

"Ha...the weather is too cold! Can't we find a good day to come out? Ha..."

Outside the Fox tribe, Jin Tuzai, a rabbit man wearing a bloated cotton coat, breathed into his hands and kept complaining.

"You can go back if you feel cold, no one will force you to come."

Lituni, who was walking in front, responded calmly without turning his head.

He was also wearing a cotton coat, but his waist, sleeves and trouser legs were tightened with strings, making him look much better than Jin Touzai.

However, Lituni is not doing it for good looks, but because it can reduce the impact of bloat on actions and prevent it from reducing combat capabilities.

The long rabbit ears droop down and are wrapped with special cotton hoops, which can keep you warm.

After connecting to the evolutionary world, the originally dry eastern region of Thunder Kingdom became extremely wet and cold in winter.

Lituni's delicate eyelashes were hung with moisture and looked crystal clear. He had to raise his hand to rub them frequently to prevent the frost from forming ice particles that would interfere with his vision.

"It is precisely because of the bad weather that we have to come out!

The purpose is to test the adaptability of the flying wings in harsh weather. It will be fine soon, please bear with me~"

In front of the two bunnymen, there was a young foxman with messy hair.

He was carrying a backpack much larger than his own body, panting and trudging forward.

A young man from the fox tribe known as the "inventor", Ahu Fei!

Of course, his nickname in most fox people's minds is not this, it is "Troublemaker".

After a while, a fox and two rabbits found a windy hillside. Ahu Fei put down his backpack, bared his teeth and asked with a smile:
Chapter completed!
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