Versatile Mage: Item Evolution Begins with Ice Scorpion

Chapter 60: The Glory of the Guards? Close Knights Are More Like This

"Hey, short man, where did you find this woman?"

Unable to suppress his curiosity, Mo Fan quietly approached the short man and asked.

"She said she wanted to come here, and she paid more quickly than you, so I took her with me," the short man said casually.

"What department you study can easily affect a person's temperament and aura. She also practices black magic."

Bai Ye watched the two of them arguing with each other, so he interrupted.

"Boss Bai Ye, your attention is a bit strange. We are admiring a beautiful woman. What's so special about her magic? Even though I feel like she is a foreign friend."

I was a little surprised that the topic was a bit off track, so I quickly corrected it for everyone.

"Oh, so you have received many orders from foreigners, Shorty?"

Bai Ye asked with a little surprise.

"That's right. My business is very broad. I don't receive many foreign orders, but when some hunter teams and military mages ask me to be a guide, they will add a gold medal guide commendation to my resume, and I will give you a 99% discount on the order."

When the short man saw someone talking to him, he started to talk endlessly about what he had seen and heard.

The short man was bragging all the way. Bai Ye saw that he was talking so much that his mouth was dry, so he handed him a bottle of mineral water at the right time.

After chatting about everything under the sun for a long time, the short man finally stopped talking as he looked at the sun about to set over the distant skyline.

"It's winter now, the nights are long and the days are short. I guess those undead creatures will come out soon, right?"

Bai Ye glanced at the sky and said softly.

"Indeed, Boss Bai, you are indeed a top student of the Pearl Academy. Your adaptability is much stronger than that of us old hunters."

The short man was probably having a great time chatting, so he also said with a smile.

After a round of business exchanging, the sky in the distance completely darkened.

At this time, you need to be careful when walking in the wild, in the territory of the undead.

"Come on, eat this."

The burly man took out a few gray garlic-like things from the package on his back and distributed them to everyone.

This man is strong and healthy, but he is just an ordinary person. There is no magical aura on him, and he seems to lack the normal vitality.

"If you have something to eat, tell me earlier. I'm hungry."

Mo Fan picked up the piece of thing that looked like a sweet potato and a large piece of pickled garlic and took a bite of it.

next second.

"Puff puff puff~~~"

Mo Fan directly spat out what he had bitten off, and the gray residue scattered all over the ground.

"Fuck, is that shit you gave me to eat?"

Mo Fan was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves on the spot and was about to use his sandbag-sized fists to explain to the big and strong man the truth about love.

"This is gray garlic. It is used to cover up the anger of living people. With it, the undead will not attack us. The quantity of this thing is limited. You just vomited one. If you can't survive the night, you can do it yourself." The short man immediately explained.

“Mo Fan, don’t be so hasty to eat this thing. Let me use my poison ability to see if I can refine it into a mask source.”

Bai Ye looked at the anxious Mo Fan speechlessly.

Mo Fan, "You should have said it earlier."

The light of the constellation flashed in Bai Ye's hand, and a dark green poisonous python appeared from it, biting the gray garlic, refining it in an instant, and then began to shape it into a full-coverage gray-brown mask.

After putting on the gray garlic mask on his face, Bai Ye's aura was like wearing a layer of undead clothes, and he immediately looked like he hadn't taken a shower or brushed his teeth for ten days or half a month.
After refining the monarch-level poison of the Green Electric Six-Winged Thunder Centipede, Bai Ye's poison refining and shaping abilities have improved qualitatively.

It is not difficult to analyze the things that grow out of dead human flesh, it is a piece of cake.

After seeing the glow of the constellation that took shape in Bai Ye's hand, the eyes of the woman in black stockings who had been silently watching the development of the situation fluctuated twice.

"Damn, Boss Bai, you are really amazing. This gray garlic is not much tastier than shit. It's a pity that I'm not a poison-type person."

The short man also looked at Bai Ye's move with surprise, and sighed with envy. "You talk as if you've eaten a lot of shit."

Mo Fan pouted for a while again. After hearing the short man’s words, he suddenly added a word “knife”.

Short man, "."

After seeing that they didn't have to eat gray garlic, the woman in black stockings and her two followers turned their eyes to the maker of the gray garlic mask - Bai Ye.

"Handsome boy, can you help me?"

A slightly lazy and soft voice came from under the veil of the black-silk woman, and several men present couldn't help but tremble all over.

"Shouldn't you tell someone your name, or see their face, before asking for help?"

Bai Ye changed the subject and said, if you want to get it for free from him, it's impossible.

The woman in black silk stockings was not annoyed. She took off her veil, revealing a perfect face as white as jade...

The facial features of the woman in black stockings are not strictly Western. She looks more like a mixed-race girl, and her eyes are particularly bright as stars.

"Ye Meng'e, Ye of leaf, Meng of dream, E of graceful, you can call me Meng'e."

The woman in black stockings looked very serious when stating her name, as if she was afraid of making a mistake in some part.

"Meng'e, you are not Chinese, are you? Your speech has the beauty of someone who has just started learning Chinese, and it sounds a bit like the accent of Athens, Greece."

Bai Ye was slightly stunned when he looked at the face of the ever-changing saint in the original novel, then he analyzed it seriously.

"Well, I am indeed Greek, and I came here to find a fellow misfit and talk to her."

Ye Meng'e, the woman in black stockings, said softly.

"Here, one for each of you."

During this brief moment of chatting, Bai Ye had already refined several gray garlics into gray garlic masks, which he distributed to several people in the team.

Just as everyone put on their gray garlic masks, the soil mixed with white fine sand under their feet showed signs of loosening...

At first glance, it looked like the fruits and vegetables that the farmer had worked so hard to grow were about to take root and sprout, but the next second, what emerged from them were rotting corpse heads and skeleton hands holding various weapons.
Facts have proved that the effect of the gray garlic mask is no worse than eating it directly, and the effect is even enhanced by Bai Ye.

The undead who crawled out of the tombs had more say. They felt that the undead in front of them did not rinse their mouths, so they made way for them.

Everyone in the team gave Bai Ye a thumbs up. His performance was impeccable.

"Bai Ye, I wonder if you are interested in developing in my power."

The woman in black stockings, Ye Meng'e, suddenly invited him.

"Oh, what kind of treatment?"

Bai Ye asked casually as he walked.

"Knight of the Royal Guard."

Ye Meng'e, the woman in black stockings, said with a smile.

"I'm not interested. It looks like a classic tragic character. If he were a personal knight, then I'd consider it."

Bai Ye curled his lips and said half-jokingly.

"How dare you! How can you talk like that?"

After hearing this, one of the followers, Ali, a bearded man, immediately shouted a rebuke.

It seemed that in his heart, it was a supreme honor for Bai Ye to become the personal knight of the black-stockinged woman Ye Meng'e, but it was obvious that Bai Ye was not interested in it.

After all, he would never give up an entire forest for a tree.

Although the ever-changing saint, Asharuya, is also a wealthy woman, a man of ordinary background might agree to become her lover.
"It's okay, he was just joking."

Ye Meng'e, the woman in black stockings, waved her hand and said indifferently.

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