Chapter 28 Great Harvest

"Uncle. When Flora suddenly saw Lan Wu sitting up, she was surprised and happy. She rushed over with a touch of tears and threw herself into Lan Wu's arms. She hugged Lan Wu tightly and cried incessantly: "I thought you are dead. "

Flora's strength is really not small.

Lan Wu bared his teeth and sucked in several breaths of cold air. He hurriedly reached out to grab her hands and sighed helplessly: "I didn't die in Xuewu's hands. But I finally killed Xuewu but died in your hands. That's not good. It’s unfair. If I had a choice, I would rather die somewhere else.”

Although he said this, Lan Wu was thinking about something else in his heart. That last second was truly thrilling. Especially when he was hit by Xuewu's hunting bow, he felt that he was dead. Unexpectedly, after a sudden turn of events, he was still alive.

What was the reason that allowed me to withstand the last blow from the Blood Crow?

With deep confusion in his mind, Lan Wu comforted Flora while looking at Xuewu not far away. At this time Xuewu was dead. Black evil energy slowly rose from all over its body. Seeing this, he immediately got excited and hurriedly got up and broke away from Flora's embrace. He quickly walked to Xuewu's body and squatted down. Then he took out the book of identification and pressed Xuewu's right hand to the cover.

As soon as the light changed, Lan Wu breathed a sigh of relief. I'm so glad I still remember this. I missed this opportunity, and I don’t know when I will have a second chance. He took out a bottle of light healing potion and drank it, then turned around and waved to Flora, gesturing for her to come over and absorb the evil energy.

He wasn't worried about the little assassin. He knew that this taciturn, expressionless, puppet-like little girl was not as dull as she appeared, and would never miss the opportunity to absorb the demonic energy.

The three of them gathered around Xuewu's body, quietly absorbing the demonic energy.

Taking advantage of this gap, Lan Wu struggled to pull out his right hand from Flora's arms. This little girl has been clinging to him like a piece of candy from just now. He didn't mind, and while enjoying it, he raised his hand and pressed the Book of Identification. Soon, the Book of Identification revealed his current attributes. After a brief glance, he instantly understood why Xuewu's hunting bow didn't hit him to death.

He immediately took off his left glove and took off the ring on his middle finger. He placed the ring on the cover of the Book of Identification and quickly acquired the ring's properties. Just as he expected, the sealed ring had activated a question mark.

+95 physical strength.

Lan Wu laughed heartily and happily. The unblocking of this attribute made him more certain that this ring was the one he had used in the game.

Ninety-five points of physical strength are equivalent to the free attribute points gained from leveling up 19 levels. One point of physical strength equals two points of life. Ninety-five points of physical strength is equal to 190 points of extra life. In addition, the bear man's health increased by 50% when he transformed... Lan Wu sincerely admired his good luck.

If the ring hadn't unlocked this attribute, I'm afraid Xuewu wouldn't have been able to withstand the final blow.

Having gained an extra ninety-five points of physical strength out of thin air, Lan Wu now has a health value of 536 points even though he has not activated the bear-man transformation, which is a small amount more than the previous life value after transforming into a bear-man. If he transforms now, his health will reach a huge 754 points. This value is far more than five or six times that of other professions at the same level.

Only this ring inexplicably unlocked one attribute, and Lan Wu felt that he had made a lot of money from this adventure of killing Xuewu. Since he stayed away from Warrod, it seemed that Lady Luck was planning to give her life to him, and his luck was getting better and better.

Xuewu's corpse had all decomposed into demonic energy. Except for a small amount of demonic energy that became the experience of the three people, there was still a lump the size of a washbasin still suspended in the air.

Flora held her breath, hugged Lan Wu's waist tightly, buried her head in his arms, and secretly narrowed her eyes to a slit, nervously looking at the mass of demonic energy. The Blood Crow killed before had already contributed an Eye of Courage. She very much longed for this Xuewu to be equally generous.

The dark demonic energy kept squirming and changing, gradually compressing inward. Finally, the demonic energy suddenly collapsed inward.

In an instant, Flora quickly closed her eyes and murmured to herself, not knowing whether she was praying or doing something else. Even the little assassin held his breath, and there was a little more expectation in his empty eyes.

The final answer is revealed.

The demonic energy condensed into three pieces of equipment, and Ding Ding fell to the cold ground. The little assassin's eyes suddenly lit up, revealing a bit of desire. She saw a fist sword among these three pieces of equipment.

"What exploded?" Flora was too nervous to open her eyes to see, her head buried in Lan Wu's arms and she kept urging.

"Only three exploded." Lan Wu smiled and said truthfully: "A sword, a short stick, and a big shield."

"Only three pieces?" Flora opened her eyes and looked in surprise. The three pieces of equipment on the ground came into her sight, and her eyes suddenly showed disappointment.

"I have no knowledge." Lan Wu sneered and patted Flora's head lightly: "Why do you need to measure when there is quality? I don't want to think about why Xuewu only exploded three pieces of equipment. Do you want to take a bet with me? Whoever loses will do the other person's laundry for a month."

"No bet." Flora was very arrogant and flatly refused.

Lan Wu laughed and ignored her. Unexpectedly, a stammering voice suddenly floated next to him: "I'll bet with you."

Flora was stunned, Lan Wu was stunned.

Both of them turned their heads and looked aside. The little assassin looked at the two of them blankly, and then moved his gaze to the fist sword: "I bet this fist sword is gold equipment. The other two pieces are blue equipment."

Lan Wu was silent. He didn't know whether he should accept the bet. Letting a little girl who was at most thirteen years old help him wash clothes... Just thinking of that scene, he couldn't help but scold himself for being shameless in his heart. He was silent for a moment, and resolutely decided to lose the bet.

"Then I bet that this short stick is dark gold, and the other two are gold."

When this was said, not only Flora was surprised and widened her eyes, but even the little assassin had a little more surprise between his eyebrows. The explosion rate in this world is inhumane. It's lucky to explode a dark gold equipment, and it's called **** luck to explode another gold equipment. If the third one is also gold equipment... it can only be called a miracle.

Flora is full of confidence in Lan Wu. She urged Lan Wu repeatedly, fearing that the world would not be in chaos: "Hurry up, hurry up."

Lan Wu suspected that the little girl still hated the little assassin's previous assassination, and wished that she would lose the bet so that she could wash clothes for him for a month. He laughed and didn't refuse. Even he himself didn't believe that his luck would be so good.

After playing Diablo for so many years, even when I was killing a big boss like Baal, the best I got was one dark gold and one gold, and the rest were blue items. Now that Blood Crow only dropped three items, how could they all be good? Even if all three items were gold-level or above, how could it be so coincidental that I could just click on the dark gold equipment?

Lan Wu walked to the top of the three equipment and picked up the fist sword first. He saw that the little assassin loved this fist sword very much, so he identified it first. The light flowed, and the fist sword immediately returned to its original appearance.

"Golden fist sword." Flora called out, but there seemed to be a little disappointment in her tone.

Lan Wu didn't look closely at the attributes of the golden fist sword, and handed it directly to the little assassin: "Congratulations, you guessed it right."

The little assassin took the fist sword, and a little surprise flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared immediately and returned to the previous emptiness. Lan Wu smiled and continued to pick up the short stick. The light shone, and the short stick instantly burst into a dark golden light.

"Dark gold, it's a dark gold short stick." Flora was so happy that she almost flew up. She glanced at the little assassin with ill intentions, and her eyes clearly said that you are doomed to lose.

Lan Wu was speechless. He never thought that he was so lucky that he could click on the dark gold equipment with just a click. He looked up at the little assassin. The latter's face was still wooden, and it was hard to tell whether he was disappointed or frustrated. He laughed and continued to pick up the last remaining big shield.

"Don't worry, there is one more."

The light shone, and the big shield suddenly burst into a dazzling golden light. Another gold equipment.

Lan Wu was dumbfounded. The little assassin was wooden. Only Flora, as if all these equipment belonged to her, jumped and jumped happily, and finally pounced on Lan Wu and kissed him hard.

"Uh... I'll go over there and check out the properties of these two pieces of equipment." Lan Wu felt embarrassed and ran to a torch to check out the properties of these two pieces of equipment.

The properties of the big shield are average, not top-notch, and there are no skills attached. Lan Wu glanced over it. Turning the page, his eyes suddenly lit up. The properties of this short staff are too suitable for him.

Gray Short Staff of the Root of Misfortune

Two-handed damage: 1-7

Durability: 15/20

Required level: 5

Staff level: Fast attack speed

+20% increase in attack speed

+55% enhanced damage

Increase 4-6 fire damage

+2 heating (only for mages)

+5 fire bombs (only for mages)

+30 mana

Fire resistance +50%

Although this dark gold short staff is two-handed damage, it comes with two mage fire skills. Fire bombs are the most basic fire skills of mages, and the damage is ordinary. But heating is amazing. This is a passive skill that speeds up mana recovery. Level 2 heating can provide 42% mana recovery speed.

Lan Wu was very satisfied with this evil gray short stick. If there was another equally powerful blood crow now, he would have enough confidence to kill the blood crow again. The hard battle just now was all because of the lack of mana, which forced him to fight with the blood crow. This was definitely not his intention.

As a mage-type (?) professional, kite flying is the most ideal tactic.

Lan Wu played with this dark gold short stick and returned to the two little girls with satisfaction. Just in time to see Flora with her hands on her hips, laughing without scruples, mocking the little assassin.

"Don't forget the bet you made with the uncle." Flora raised her fist and shook it in front of the little assassin, speaking in a bad tone, as if a rich lady stood in front of a little maid in the evil old society.

The little assassin turned his head woodenly and looked at Lan Wu. That look... well, it was still empty, and there was no inner meaning.

Lan Wu opened his mouth, but finally turned away in frustration: "Let's... go back to the camp."