Build the Traveler Alliance from Scratch.

Chapter 847 [Like a light on my back]

As soon as he finished speaking, the silver number [1] immediately turned into [0].

Then, a familiar mechanical and electronic sound sounded in his mind.

"Ding--"

"The lottery is over, congratulations to the host, you have obtained the blue magical power [like a light on your back]!"

Like a light on your back?

Du Qian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He quickly pulled out the attribute panel and checked the detailed description of this magical power.

[Like a awning on the back (blue): Looking directly at the opponent will make the other person have the illusion of a awning on the back. 】

"???That's it?"

The dancer known as Sister Hua takes good care of Du Qian, so Du Qian also takes good care of her younger brother.

For some reason, the moment Du Qian cast his gaze, his back seemed to be pressed tightly against a sharp sword, and the skin under his clothes could even feel the sharp edge...

Du Qian sighed, turned to look at the sky outside the window, and then gradually fell into a deep sleep with complicated emotions...

The young man agreed immediately, then turned around quickly and left the room as if he was running away.

Du Qian sighed and said: "Okay, I understand what you mean, but I have my own things to do today. If you want to have fun, go to the county town by yourself, but remember, you are not allowed to go to the brothel, otherwise you will spend a lot of money." If I want to beat you to death, I won’t stop you.”

After just one glance, the voice of the visitor suddenly stopped, and his figure froze at the door, looking at Du Qian with horror on his face.

"it is good!"

...That’s all, it’s a golden finger after all. It’s better than nothing.

He suddenly realized that this system that he had been waiting for for two lifetimes was probably, maybe, a little too serious?
Du Qian's eyes widened and he stared at the silver panel in front of him in a daze for a while.

Du Qian looked at the young man suspiciously.

"it is good!"

"Brother Qian! Brother Qian!"

The young man said quickly: "The old class leader said that we don't have to perform today and can go to the county town by ourselves for a walk. As long as we can get back here before dark!"

It wasn't until he found a suspicious wet mark where Xiao Zhong was standing that Du Qian suddenly became alert. He seemed to have unconsciously used the blue magical power he had drawn last night - like a light on his back!
"So, Xiao Zhong was frightened by Ru Mang Zai's back?"

And since this award has the prefix of blue magical power, it means that there are other colors of magical powers.

This young man's name is Ruan Shizhong, and he is the younger brother of a famous dancer in the troupe. He is three years younger than Du Qian. He likes to pester Du Qian the most and always travels with Du Qian.

It wasn't until the moon passed by his window that he came back to his senses and smiled bitterly.

...So simple?
Du Qian looked at the young man's back in surprise.

Seeing this simple one-line description, Du Qian couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"Gudong!"

"...That's all?"

Unfortunately, he studied for more than half an hour and tried many sentence patterns that he had seen in online articles in his previous life, but none of them had any effect, and he could not even call up other pages except the properties panel.

Du Qian didn't sleep all night, his brain was stagnant, and he was a little dazed for a while.

At this moment, an excited voice came from outside the house.

"...Wait a minute, this magical power is not a passive skill, right?"

Can't sleep at all!
The sky was bright, Du Qian opened his eyes and sat up with black lines on his head.

Du Qian looked at the silver panel in front of him with suspicion.

Seeing the young man sweating profusely, Du Qian was slightly startled, then looked at him suspiciously, and said angrily: "Don't do this, just tell me if you have something to do!"

He had no sleep that night, and all he could think about was the system and magical powers, and he couldn't sleep at all.

He really wanted to know how to get this so-called lottery opportunity.

"What's the name?"

The young man at the door swallowed his saliva, then laughed dryly and stammered: "Qian...Brother Qian...it's not...it's okay..."

"...Isn't this a half-finished product?"

……How is this going?

Du Qian was already in a bad mood. When he heard the sound outside the house, he immediately turned his head and glared at the person outside the door fiercely.

What if those magical powers are very strong?
With a sense of luck, Du Qian continued to study the silver panel in front of him.

The 'system' in my mind remained silent and did not give any response.

The young man nodded fiercely, indicating that he had no lies.

Du Qian thought it would take a lot of effort to get rid of him, but he didn't expect that this guy agreed so easily.

Du Qian didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

But then, he suddenly realized something, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

Du Qian's eyes widened and he quickly called up the system panel and carefully read the description on his back again.

But unfortunately, there is no description of active and passive on the system panel, and Du Qian doesn't know how to activate this magical power, so he can only experiment quietly in private.

Out of caution, Du Qian took out the bamboo hat he bought a long time ago and covered his eyes with black cloth.

During the meal, he did not join the others. He just took away two big meat buns and said he was going to the county town for a stroll.

Seeing Du Qian wearing a bamboo hat and dressing up so suspiciously, the old class leader couldn't help but glance at him in surprise and asked casually.

Of course Du Qian didn't tell the truth, he just said that he thought it was more handsome.

The people in the theater troupe were used to Du Qian's convulsive behavior from time to time, so they didn't pay much attention to it.

Du Qian stuffed the big meat buns under the black cloth, and while eating, he glanced at Uncle Zhang, the old team leader, and others through the black cloth. Du Qian was relieved when he found that they looked normal and were still eating breakfast.

...It seems that the black cloth does have an effect on blocking the line of sight.

However, it cannot be completely confirmed that it is the black cloth that has the effect.

It may also be that the magical power that shines on his back has not been activated.

Thinking of this, Du Qian hid at the door with a big meat bun in his mouth, quietly lifted the black cloth, and glanced at the old class leader from the blind spot of everyone's sight.

"Wow--"

With just one glance, the bowls and chopsticks in front of the old class leader were pushed down by him, and the gruel was spread all over the table.

The meat buns he had just swallowed were stuck in his throat due to shock.

"What's wrong?!"

Uncle Zhang and others were shocked when they saw this. They quickly handed over the porridge, ran behind the old leader, and kept slapping him on the back.

The old team leader ate the gruel and swallowed the meat buns with difficulty. Then he stood up suddenly and looked around with uncertainty, his face seemed to change a little.

"...What happened?"

Uncle Zhang put his right hand on the short knife at his waist, leaned next to the old leader and asked in a low voice.

"nothing……"

The old class leader's face returned to calmness, he sat down again and whispered: "Old Zhang, pack your luggage and inform Xiao Du and Xiao Zhong that we will leave the county this afternoon."

Uncle Zhang said in shock: "Leaving in the afternoon?"

The old leader nodded solemnly, and then whispered: "I suspect that my enemies are here."

Uncle Zhang's pupils shrank and he also whispered: "Brother Zheng, you mean..."

The old class leader nodded solemnly: "That's right."

Uncle Zhang sighed and immediately looked up at the door.

"Xiao Du, don't go to the county seat. Let's...hey, where is Xiao Du?"

Another person shook his head and said: "I don't know, I was still here just now!"

The old class leader said angrily: "Why are you still standing there, go find them quickly!"

"oh oh!"

Everyone in the troupe stood up one after another, grabbed the meat buns and dispersed in a hurry.

……

……

In the county town, Du Qian wore a bamboo hat and walked on the street. He couldn't help cursing this unreliable system in his heart.

He knew that this magical power was indeed an uncontrollable passive skill!
As long as he looks directly at the other person without any obstruction, or in other words, with only air as the medium, he can have the effect of having a light on the other person's back.

Judging from the effect, this magical power is indeed worthy of the name of magical power.

But in this case, wouldn't he have to wear a bamboo hat every day, or cover his life with a black cloth?

...How can we still live here?

Du Qian wailed in his heart, feeling that there was probably no way his life would become normal in the future.

"Forget it, it's already like this anyway, why not maximize the benefits."

"In short, let's do some more experiments in the county first and find out the specific conditions and effect range of Rumangli..."

Du Qian thought this while striding forward.

He knew that he had gotten into trouble, so he quickly left the inn without hearing the words of the old troupe leader. He also didn't know that the troupe had changed its mind because of his attempt and planned to evacuate urgently this afternoon.

He thought he would have a day off to take a stroll around the county town.

After thinking for a moment, Du Qian walked towards the most famous restaurant in the county.

It was the tallest building in the entire county except for the city wall. On the third floor, he could overlook the whole city and freely choose unlucky people to test his magical powers.

Not long after, Du Qian arrived at the restaurant and went straight to the top third floor.

But when he stepped onto the stairs to the third floor, the waiter on the second floor immediately stopped him and said with an embarrassed look: "Sir, the county magistrate is dining on the third floor. You..."

"The county magistrate?"

Du Qian said in surprise: "It's so early in the morning, the county magistrate isn't having dinner at home, why did he come to this restaurant?"

The waiter immediately smiled and said: "Sir, you don't know this. The morning food in our restaurant is excellent. Even the county magistrate always wants to eat something hot..."

"is it?"

Du Qian was immediately interested. His body was only seventeen years old, and he was still growing up. In addition, he practiced the unknown skills taught by the old class leader, and his appetite was larger than that of ordinary people.

Just two big meat buns were not enough to fill his stomach.

"Give me a copy of all your signs."

With that said, Du Qian stepped forward to climb up the wooden ladder.

"Hey, guest!"

The clerk quickly stopped him and said embarrassedly: "If you want to go to the third floor, please take off your hat. Don't make it difficult for a villain..."

"Take off the hat?" Du Qian raised his eyebrows and said angrily, "Are you sure?"

The clerk nodded, and just as he was about to continue persuading, he saw Du Qian lift the black cloth and glance at him casually.

With just one glance, the waiter froze in place as if he had been cast a restraining spell. His whole body was dripping with cold sweat, and his back was like a ray of light. He couldn't say a word for a long time.

(End of this chapter)