Wizard: I Brought the Wrong System Chapter 29

　　 The good things in the world are hard to come by.

　　 The deafening thunder resounded outside the house, and the flashes of electric light from time to time illuminate the surroundings like the day.

Da da……

　　 The raindrops fell a few times first, and then ten thousand horses galloped, and in an instant, the torrential rain poured down.

　　 Wow, wow...

　　 The raindrops falling from the eaves fell on the wide balcony, and with the howling wind, they blew into Yarrow's room.

　　 Feeling the water droplets on his face, Yarrow woke up from his dream with a dull expression, looked at the balcony dumbly, and began to doubt life.

　　 Seeing how cool the stars were before, how painful he is now.

　　 No way, not such a big balcony, there is nothing to block, right?

　　 Yarrow, who was shrunk in the quilt, constantly patrolled the balcony with the help of the candlelight dangling in the room, and finally let him discover where the'life' is.

　　 There is a sunken straight line between the room and the balcony, and a stack of wooden boards is neatly stacked on the balcony. This should be what is used for blocking.

　　Yaro, get up quickly, go and set up the board!

Do not! There is a strong gravitational force in the quilt, and I cannot break free!

　　 No, it's just your own laziness. Be strong, Yarrow, you are the best!

　　 Yes, I am the best!

　　 After a fierce ideological struggle, Yarrow finally made a decision and turned over... Pull up the quilt to cover his head!

"Hey!"

　　 It was only a moment before his sanity finally returned. When he thought that if he ignored him, he might be sleeping in the pond later, he could only get up helplessly.

　　 There is a small roof covering the sun above the balcony. This ventilated environment on all sides is not enough to withstand the heavy rain brought by the wind.

　　 It was raining heavily outside, and light rain was blowing on the balcony. Small puddles of various sizes gathered on the seemingly flat ground.

　　 The wind and rain took away the warmth that Yarrow had finally accumulated from the quilt. He couldn't help but shudder, quickly speeded up his pace, stepped into the small puddle, and reached out to the wooden board.

The weight of the all-solid wood plank is not light, and it is very slippery when wet by rain, but it is not difficult for Yaluo who has been exercising for many years. He gave a soft drink and exerted a little effort. The flat plank was affected by him. Lifted it up, put it upright in the groove.

　　 After having the experience of placing a piece, Yarrow relied on his super perceptual ability to speed faster and faster, and soon all the boards were erected.

　　 hurriedly went to the bathroom, wiped the clothes on his body with a towel at random, and quickly got back into the quilt.

　　 "Shhh! So comfortable."

　　 The remaining warmth in the quilt made Yarrow's body more relaxed, and his sleepiness suddenly rose, and he closed his eyes with a satisfied smile.

　　 It's a pity that the plank doesn't seem to be tight. When Alo closes his eyes, he can clearly hear the creaking sound of the plank from time to time.

　　 Tick, tick, tick... raindrops falling from nowhere, the constant ringing, some of them seem to be approaching footsteps.

　　 Suck~ Snoring!

　　 Yarrow opened his eyes in pain.

　　 He never expected that his teacher could still snore!

　　 Brain... I want to sleep.

　　 ears-get out!

　　 The enclosed environment made the surrounding sounds more obvious, and Yaluo looked at the burning candle with his eyes blankly.

　　 Because of his physical fitness, it is not a big deal to stay up all night.

　　 But when I was sleeping soundly, I was suddenly awakened, and then was noisy enough to fall asleep, and it was very uncomfortable.

　　Crack!

　　 I don't know what the lamp oil is used for. When it burns, it not only has a faint smell, but also has black smoke. The candlelight blows up from time to time, causing the flames to sway slightly, and the shadows on the wall are also swayed.

　　 Yaluo looked at those lights and shadows with eyes blankly.

　　 After waiting for some time, my eyelids finally began to doze.

　　ZZZ……

　　 A heavy knock on the door awakened Yarrow again. He turned over, picked up the quilt, and put it on his head.

　　 quilt is my invincible shelter, no one wants to disturb me!

　　 The knocking on the door is not slow or slow, maintaining a certain rhythm, without stopping for a moment.

　　 The tree wants to be quiet but the wind keeps going!

　　 Yaro opened his eyes irritably, and shouted out angrily: "Who! I won't sleep at night!"

　　 Hearing Yarrow's voice, the knocking outside the house became more and more rushed!

　　 The black cat stretched, complaining and muttering, "Can't you let me sleep peacefully?"

Quietly?

　　 Haven't you been asleep for a long time?

wait!

Quiet?

　　 is too quiet!

　　 After such a long period of noise, why is the hotel so quiet?

　　 Yarrow immediately stood up, holding the knight's sword placed on the head of the bed, looked around with a solemn expression, and the breathing rhythm quietly changed.

　　 "Did you find it?" The black cat sighed and stood up, "If you haven't found it yet, you may still be able to sleep, but now, you have awakened, but you can open the door to a different space."

　　 Yarrow's pupils can't help but shrink.

　　 At the same time, the surrounding scenes began to change rapidly, resulting in unimaginable changes.

　　 First, the sound of rain rang outside, and the sound gradually increased. When it reached a certain limit, the sound of rain suddenly disappeared completely. I don't know whether those rain sounds exceeded the limit of Yarrow's hearing or stopped inexplicably.

Then the row of wooden boards stood up on the balcony and began to twist inexplicably, the gap between each other gradually disappeared, and the sour wooden board sloshing sound also gradually changed in the process, becoming'silk'. The dull sound.

　　 is like a giant beast, scratching constantly behind that wooden wall.

　　 The sound of dripping rain, which was constantly resounding, also really turned into the sound of footsteps, hovering constantly at the door of the house.

　　 The candlelight burst brightly, and the surrounding walls gradually became mottled, and countless gray-green molds appeared quickly.

　　 Wow!

　　 The dirt in the bathroom partition gradually collapsed, and spider webs spread in the air inexplicably.

　　 In this short period of time, the whole room is like hundreds of years of time passed!

　　 Pop!

　　 The sudden sound frightened Yarrow, but only after turning around did he find that the original sound of the wooden bed was decayed and collapsed.

　　The woolen products of the whole bed began to shrink and turn black, and an obscure and unpleasant stench gradually spread in the air.

　　 Seeing the faintly visible traces of lying down among the decayed wooden blocks, gray and black woolen sheets, Yarrow couldn't help feeling a sense of confusion.

　　Is it because I fell into a different space, or is I trapped in a different space, hundreds of years have passed?

　　 Yarrow's thoughts just flashed, and the light went out instantly, and the slightest light from the crack in the door became more conspicuous in the dark room.

　　Bump!

　　 With the violent sound, the light from the crack of the door expanded immediately, the heart beat wildly, and a strong sense of crisis gradually enveloped Yarrow's heart.

　　 Yaluo swallowed, and took a half step back subconsciously.

　　 The black cat walked over slowly and calmly said: "Little Yaro, don't be afraid, you should feel it too. The abnormalities around you have intensified, right?"

　　 "This is actually because of yourself."

　　 "This is just a low-level weird space, but because you have developed an emotion of identification, and you take the things that the weird space has transformed into reality, it has deepened the connection between this weird space and you."

　　 Yaluo smiled bitterly: "I don't want to, but... the sudden flash of the brain is not something I can stop!"

　　 "As long as you become a junior wizard apprentice, you will be able to stabilize your mental power. At that time, as long as your reason exists, you will be able to restrain your own thinking."

　　 Yaluo took a deep breath, calming his mind and said: "Then I want to leave here even more, because I will be able to learn about wizards right away. I will naturally be able to do this kind of thing at that time."

　　 "Teacher Zhenma, we stay in place, can we leave here automatically?"

　　Yaluo has a deep understanding of the black cat's erudition, and in the face of the unknown at this time, he can only turn to the black cat for help.

　　 Black Cat asked back: "Did you have a sense of fear behind you? Does it feel more and more dangerous?"

"What's wrong?"

　　 "The sense of crisis is not a mistake, your fear has been absorbed by the strange fear, and you have been targeted!"

　　 "Does it feel that this strange space is becoming more and more real?"

　　 "Waiting? Waiting is waiting for death!"

"and……"

　　 "No need either!"

"Hahaha!"

　　 The black cat laughed rampantly, "You are afraid because your strength is too weak. If you have enough strength, how can you be afraid?"

　　 "This is an opportunity!"

　　 With the help of the light from the crack of the door, Yarrow was surprised to find that his enlightenment teacher actually had black smoke on his body.

　　 "Yaro, I will teach you another piece of knowledge today."

　　 "Many weird spaces can absorb your emotions and steal your mental power~www..com~ to strengthen yourself!"

　　 "Even if you become a wizard, it is difficult for you to fully guard against all kinds of weird spaces."

　　 "The emotions they use may be fear, or greed, lust, appetite... But basically all the weird spaces will not absorb the desire to fight!"

　　The black mist is permeated and gradually condenses into a black cat that is still big in Bialow.

"Do you know why?"

　　 "Because when fighting, the survival instinct of life will be stimulated, all emotions will work hard for survival, and the scattered emotions will be very rare, so..."

　　 "Don't always think of escape."

　　 The huge black cat quickly rushed to the constantly ringing wooden door.

　　 In front of the black cat's sharp claws, the wooden door was thin as a crisp paper.

　　 The sawdust was flying, and on the black cat's huge head, a pair of dark green and deep vertical eyes looked at Yarrow.

　　 "Yaro, let's fight!"

　　 was stared at?

　　Waiting is waiting for death?

　　...Fight?

　　 Yarrow was silent for a moment, watching the encouragement in the black cat's eyes, the corners of his mouth split, and an exaggerated smile appeared.

"good!"

　　 raised his hand and slowly drew out the long sword from the scabbard.

　　 A light flashed in the darkness.

　　 The body squats down, and the cat-shaped fist-running is automatically activated.

　　 The erect hair muscles all over the body are tightened, and the various subtle touches all over the body are transmitted to the brain.

　　 Breathing gradually increased, and a large amount of oxygen was poured into the lungs.

　　 is really familiar.

　　 is like-back to the "kindergarten"!

　　 So, let me think about...

　　 This time—what kind of posture should I make you cry?

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