He doesn't study hard and only knows how to make trouble. He looks down on his so-called peers, but he thinks he is superior to others because he used to be a mercenary, planted bombs, killed people and set fires.

Think that you are inherently different from them.

No one looks down on me. Is this really the real me?

How can I be better off than those extremely nasty people?

Maybe I really became the other self in the dream, maybe everything I saw in the dream was not an illusion.

Maybe those seemingly docile books might actually be useful.

W suddenly remembered a sentence his teacher taught him at school a few days ago:

Practice is always based on theory. In the process of pursuing practice, there must be the support of theoretical power, otherwise we will not be able to reach higher heights.

Now that I think about it, that's indeed what happened.

Comrade W took out a small bag of gunpowder from his pocket and threw it into the stream nearby.

I have made so many bombs, but I just follow the rules. The power is always just a little bit. If you want to pursue a higher explosion effect, you can only buy new bombs.

Then dismantle and restore him so that w can replicate the explosive.

But in recent days, W has discovered that these bombs have become more and more complex, and there are too many pipes and lines that he cannot understand.

At that time, W just thought that he was going to school too much and didn't have enough time to defuse bombs, so his skills were rusty.

Now that I think about it, it may not be the reason, but that I know too little. In the past, because the structure of the bomb was indeed relatively simple, it was easy for w to know its operating principle, but it is different now.

Through some cursory study these days, W also learned that the operation of these things also follows a very complex set of logic.

And if you want to reach the height of your dreams, you must put in more effort and sweat.

Thinking of the other self in his dream, W smiled.

Then she straightened her clothes and walked towards school.

And in the darkness that he didn't know, a bucket head was silently watching W walk towards school.

He took out the mushroom he had taken out from W before from his cloak, and then took a deep breath with fear.

"Why does this mushroom grow so big? It is obviously the size of a melon seed after eating it. It is said that some magicians in ancient times relied on it to predict certain things, but why does it have no effect if I eat it?"

"Forget it, at least no one was killed this time. I didn't expect this mushroom to be poisonous?"

With a sigh in the darkness, the bucket-headed knight patted the tentacles under his cloak and then his whole body turned into a burst of smoke and disappeared.

The whole person disappeared under the sunset.

......

W walked to a construction site facing the sunset, where a good friend of hers was.

"Brother Mudstone! Still working!"

At this time, a large "burly man" wearing strange clothes turned his head.

"W, you're here. Do you want some weird rocks today?" A buzzing voice came from inside the costume.

In fact, it was an accident that she met W. At that time, she heard about the reconstruction of Kazdaele on the radio and immediately returned to her hometown.

But when she first came here, she still didn't have a job or a place to live. Because she came late, she hadn't been assigned to them yet.

And they could only camp and eat dry food in the nearby camp. They persisted through these days, which could not have been more difficult than this.

But the contrast is terrible, because it is when everyone next to me is eating white bread and drinking hot milk.

Although the team members didn't say anything, Ni Yan, as the captain, saw the desire in his team members' hearts.

But she has no money.

So in order to get some money, she went to sell some handicrafts, that is, some statues made of stone, to see if she could earn something.

At this time, he met W, because W also bought a lot of these statues from her and had to find some strange stones by himself.

Although these stones looked a bit dangerous, she still used her own abilities to construct these things for her team members.

So the deal between the two of them was established.

But now that she has found a job and W has entered school, this transaction has not been carried out for a long time.

......

Chapter 111 Tracys Moving Bricks

"It's not about this, I just passed by here to see you. How have you been recently, Brother Mudstone?"

Ni Yan put down the hammer in his hand and sat next to W, facing the setting sun on the horizon and telling what happened recently.

“Life is much better than before. Our partners and compatriots have new homes. We don’t have to worry about hunger and cold. Here everyone can eat bread and milk as long as they work hard.

And there is no need to suffer inner moral condemnation, which was something that was unthinkable before. "

Niyan pointed to the construction site behind him and said:

"Although the work is relatively busy, it is better than going to the battlefield to fight with swords and fists. I can finish tomorrow's work here first, so that I can give my compatriots a short holiday.

In order to earn more money, they have not rested for a while, and even work part-time outside to earn money during their holidays. This is not good for their health. "

"Although they are very happy, I think the body is more important."

Brother Niyan is such a gentle person.

Listening to the voice under the protective suit, W could feel that there must be a gentle, strong man-like uncle inside.

Otherwise, how could you be so gentle and considerate of others?

After Niyan finished speaking, he turned to W who was standing aside.

"What about you? What are your plans in the future? Will you continue to tinker with those weird rocks?" Mud Yan said to W.

W lay on the ground and seemed to touch the sky with his hands, then said lightly: "I may have to study hard in the future. I want to change my bad temper and learn more useful knowledge to fulfill some of my small ideals."

"Can you tell me what your ideal is?"

"Build a huge bomb and blow everyone up into the sky!"

"Uh... it's... pretty good..."

What kind of wish is this? Is this a terrorist? Should I educate her?

"Don't worry, it's just a joke. I want to build a super-large propeller to send people to the sky to see what is beyond the sky."

Mu Yan looked at W with a light in his eyes.

"Don't just talk about me, what are your ideals, Brother Mudyan?"

"I don't have any ideals. I just want to lead my compatriots and tribe to live. If possible, I would like to open a farm. I heard a friend of mine say that Originium Worm brewing is a good idea, and I want to give it a try."

"Originite worm brewing is indeed a good idea. Has anyone tried this?"

"I don't know either. I just listened to what my friend said. When I have time, I can buy some Originium Insects to try."

The two of them were talking like this, and as the sun slowly set, W wanted to go home, while Ni Yan looked at the night sky and planned to go back to his place of residence to rest.

And he happened to be walking on the same road as w, so they walked side by side.

Because W's den is not far from the mudstone settlement, and due to previous transactions, W placed his den next to the mudstone group.

Halfway through, the two of them saw another person moving bricks to build a house on the construction site.

W pointed curiously at the tall figure.

"That person works just as hard as you. He works later than you. He must have his family supporting him."

After hearing what W said, Ni Yan replied in a strange tone:

"Uh...actually, he is His Highness Traces..."

"What?"

w rubbed his eyes and realized that the tall figure carrying bricks in front of him could be their Highness Tracy.

Although Tracy's face at this time had a bitter look and several big bumps on his head, W could still tell at a glance that this was their Highness Tracy.

Because of the job change and the fact that this person often appeared on some TVs before, W still knows some important figures in his country.

At this time, Tracys was wearing his expensive aristocratic clothes, and he was building the wall piece by piece regardless of the dust of the bricks under his hands.

You could tell from the dust on his clothes that he had been doing this for a while.

Is this experiencing life?

Miss W looked at Mud Rock hoping that Mud Rock could tell him the reason.

"I don't know what the specific situation is, but according to gossip from one of my compatriots, remember, this is just gossip, and I don't know if it is true."

Ni Yan pulled W aside and whispered: "I heard that His Highness Theresis and His Highness Thearesia had a conflict, and the two even started fighting.

But it seems that Tracys didn't win, so he was punished by Theresia to build a house here. Everyone was shocked when he came here on the first day.

We all thought something big had happened, but in the end we were just fighting with everyone, but His Highness Tracy was unwilling to put on some of our protective clothing and insisted on wearing his own clothing. "

It turned out to be a family conflict, so it really wasn't a big deal.

As for why W does not doubt the authenticity of the information?

In this regard, he can only say that certain gossips are true news. Regardless of whether they are right or wrong, the facts are there anyway. Anyway, people like her can have fun watching whether they are right or wrong.

As long as you are fine.

"How long has Your Highness Tracy been working here?"

"It seems to have been almost a week, but His Highness Traces does not seem to be a pampered person. In this week, he has built two houses, and the speed can match an entire Sakaz construction team."

As soon as Mu Yan finished speaking, he saw Traces stop in front of a pile of bricks. He took a deep breath, slammed his feet on the ground to knock all the bricks away, and then used the sword in his hand to knock the bricks away. All shot away.

And the moment the brick landed, it suddenly became as light as a feather, and finally landed smoothly.

In one fell swoop a large pile of bricks was transferred to the side to be built.

After that, W saw other stunts of His Highness.

I saw the formerly aloof His Highness standing next to a pile of cement powder and a pile of sand, with his hands crossed and spread apart.

Suddenly, the sand and cement powder were directly suspended together and mixed with a certain amount of water, rotating and mixing in the air. And Tracy closed his eyes and what was he still saying in his mouth?

In fact, what the two of them couldn't hear was that Tracy was silently reciting the time for mixing cement powder and sand.

When the time was up, Tracy opened his eyes and piled the mixed cement and bricks in front of the building wall aside.

Then he picked up the tools on the ground and started to continue the previous work of building the wall.

This operation made everyone in W look stupid.

Is His Highness' Origin Stone skills so powerful?

Source Stone skills can actually be played like this.

She really knows a lot now.

Chapter 112 The Doctor’s Petty Revenge

In fact, Tracy was not here to move bricks. Although his sister punished him, the punishment was not that he came here to move bricks.

Instead, Tracys was asked to listen to a doctor named Dr. It is said that the doctor was also sent by the scorpion to manage this area.

He had no choice but to do it.

Who told him to lose?

The two brothers Therese and Theresia have been fighting for their own beliefs for more than 100 years. During this period, countless battles, large and small, occurred.

But there were only a few opportunities for real face-to-face confrontation. In the past, it was basically all about one's own subordinates and commanders scheming with each other.

It was not until some time ago that he really faced his sister, and he finally felt the power from the Demon King.

The irresistible command and the powerful sense of oppression pressed him firmly to the ground for a moment, and he lay on his stomach without daring to move, although in the end he was able to stand up and face his sister.

But Tracy knew that he had already lost. He had already lost when he surrendered to his sister.

Trasis came to understand that he was just a regent and that his sister was the true Demon King of Sarkaz.

Although he was unwilling to do so, he still had no choice but to obey. The two brothers and sister could not fall out at this time, otherwise foreigners would definitely take advantage of it.

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