Chapter 28 Huskies Who Plan to Sell Toys in Another World
Hearing such a commotion in the dormitory of the young wizards from a distance, Isaac immediately straightened his face with dissatisfaction, and his face was full of displeasure.
"——It's late at night, what are you arguing about?"
He shouted loudly outside the door, stretched out his hand and opened the door with the momentum of the head teacher's rounds: "Have you finished your homework?"
Seeing Isaac coming in from the outside, the little wizards who were still noisy and huddled together in the lounge before became silent in an instant.
They obviously wanted to find a place to hide what they had on hand, but at the same time they knew that with Isaac already in, such petty actions had become meaningless.
It’s like watching a game with a few brothers in the dormitory—or it’s more dangerous than that. For example, when drinking beer and eating hot pot, the counselor suddenly brought a new but unknown Looking at his face, it was like a stranger with an unknown leader pushed open the door.
- Cardiac arrest.
This kind of youthful and timid entanglement and fear made the corners of Annan's lips twitch.
I really miss it a little bit, such a lively and energetic environment...
This lounge is actually convenient for young wizards to look up information and do homework. The outermost part is the kind of multi-layered low table with magazines that is often seen in libraries and bookstores. On it are some commonly used reference books and entertainment-oriented newspapers.
And in the middle of the room, there are eight square, short, long tables similar to those used in board game shops. This was originally to accommodate young wizards to study in groups, so a long table that could accommodate six to eight people was specially prepared.
But now, it has really become a long table in a board game shop——
I saw that these eight tables had already placed different types of games.
Annan glanced over, and saw "Bao ○ Meng Auto Chess" on one of the tables, and then saw a colorful area control game with many noble-looking chess pieces on it, and a player with a stack of cards in front of them. A maze adventure game...and a mech-based bullet hell fighting game where you put your hand on a crystal ball and use your consciousness to control it.
"The last one can't be called a board game."
Annan couldn't help complaining.
Because Annan and the others came in suddenly, all the little wizards immediately put down their work, stood up and looked at Annan and the others nervously.
The two little wizards who were manipulating the crystal ball also reacted belatedly - one of them was even half a beat behind, and looked over in horror before he moved his hand away from the crystal ball .
As a result, the character in front of him also turned around at the same time—raised his hand, and biu issued an ominous stream of black and red lights towards Annan.
Isaac who was beside Annan slightly raised his hand to catch the stream of light.
The air in front of his hand was suddenly distorted... like the heated air above an oven.
When the stream of light passed through this area, it was like paint being drawn into a vortex. It rotated and was quickly diluted, completely disappearing into the air.
"Really sorry!"
The child immediately knew that he had caused trouble, and quickly ran over obediently and bowed his head to apologize.
"interesting……"
But Isaac just smacked his lips, as if eating the light, and seriously commented: "I thought it was just dyed light, but I didn't expect it to have a burning property..."
"—Because that does have a little burn damage."
Ah Dian's voice came from the side.
Even when she saw this golden-rank wizard, there was no look of admiration in her eyes, let alone the slightest fear. Instead, he regarded Isaac as a professional, and asked enthusiastically: "I wanted to make it high temperature at first, but the real damage to the mecha at high temperature will be relatively high, and the energy consumption will be too large. But If you just dye the light red, it's hard to explain 'this is fire damage', so I changed it to a low-temperature light that sticks and burns..."
As she spoke, she walked to the table and touched the crystal ball.
The red light shone directly on her hand, but it just stopped at her fingertips. From a distance, it looks like a glowing butterfly.
"Look...the temperature is very low. Driven by green fire as fuel, the final temperature will not exceed forty degrees. It will not damage the paint on the outside of the mecha, but it can stick to burn for three seconds. Even if it touches The human body will not be injured."
Just as Husky was speaking, the flame had gradually extinguished.
Her white fingertips were not damaged in the slightest.
Isaac reached out and tapped the husky's fingertips with his index and middle fingers. Relying on the analysis of the embers, he immediately knew its general nature and composition, and nodded thoughtfully: "That's the way of thinking...
"If you add young male blood to the conversion material, the temperature should be higher, and the light will be brighter and warmer. The duration of the flame should be doubled or tripled."
"Looking good is indeed important, but balance is also very important... If the flame burns for too long, it will be too unfair to the flame attribute."
Husky shook his head and refused.
Isaac asked with interest: "Shouldn't that be too strong? Why is it unfair to the flame?"
"For the game I designed, if the defense cannot be penetrated and after a period of time without damage, the energy shield will gradually recover... If the flame is attached for too long, its damage must be greatly reduced value."
Husky explained.
"I see."
Although he had never been exposed to anything similar, Isaac immediately realized something.
He stretched out his left hand, propped his thumb and index finger on his chin, and said thoughtfully: "It's understandable. This kind of game should be an exchange of resources through constant testing. After finally establishing its big advantage, A wave of onslaught crushes the enemy completely... like a high wizard's battle.
"In this way, if the damage can be continuously caused, the opponent's recovery method can be banned. If the burn damage lasts too long, it will have too strong an advantage in the process of resource exchange... Then for balance, in the When resources are exchanged, the resource losses that can be caused to the enemy will be greatly reduced."
"You know it very well, little brother!"
Husky's eyes lit up immediately: "That's right! The burning time I set is three seconds. This time is not long or short. It actually encourages the rack with fire damage to actively attack the enemy. It's like a flame. Such a violent attack.
"But if 'fire' becomes 'poison', the tactics will change, focusing on dodging and attaching to the flame state. For balance considerations, the damage will become very scrape. Because of the overly obscene style of play, game experience and The viewing experience will also drop a lot..."
"Let me introduce you first," Annan interrupted the husky who was talking enthusiastically, "this is Husky—this is Mr. Isaac, a golden-rank wizard. Your mentor for a while, Team leader and patron."
"Hello boss, I'm Mengxin!"
The husky greeted respectfully reflexively: "Please give me some advice when we meet for the first time!"
She barely stopped the car.
According to her personality, she should have greeted her with a more enthusiastic attitude. But she suddenly realized that she was a woman now—then perhaps she should be more reserved.
Yes, this is already the result of the "reserved" in Husky's mind...
"...don't be so polite, beautiful lady."
Isaac smiled slightly.
He coughed lightly and responded politely.