Text Chapter 380 Locke About to Resurrect

Zhao Nan thought it would be great to get the help of these scholars in the manor.

But he was far from thinking of the importance of Pompeii to these scholars—or he already knew it, but he never thought that there would be such a persistent thinking about his hometown in the world.

Therefore, when he heard from Brando that he was anxious for the entire astral world scholars to come to help, he was really shocked.

"Mr. Brando, what are you..." Zhao Nan asked cautiously.

At this moment, Kabu wiped away the tears on his face, laughed and said, "He is the president of our Scholars Association!"

Zhao Nan had vaguely guessed it, but after hearing it, she couldn't help being a little surprised.

Pompeii, which has become a ruin, probably has the same weight among all scholars.

"The Fountain of Star Spirits has only been opened for a little over a month. If you are anxious about your companions now, I am afraid it will be difficult to collect all of them." Suddenly an old man frowned and blamed: "Aogu, you should have done it earlier. Just tell us about it.”

Zhao Nan was stunned for a moment, then smiled wryly, "Even if I tell you, you won't believe me. Didn't you just use that strange secret technique?"

Brando smiled, "I know you are a little bit dissatisfied that the same race doesn't trust each other. But this matter has too much to do with us, so we have to make a bad move. Although the truth loop space is to detect the truth For others, if it is a fake, it will definitely be annihilated. But for me and other scholars, it will only deny my own skills, clear the ability of the scholar, and relearn."

Zhao Nan breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what, he finally passed the test, and the result was much better than expected.

At this moment, Brando suddenly said: "Aogu... After obtaining the water of the gods, how do you go back? Is it also possible..."

Zhao Nan shook his head, and only got: "Sorry, President. I really have no way to answer you about this. Because I came to the Astral World just by accident, and I only know that I can leave after obtaining the water of the Astral. As for who Send me here, and how to get me out of this, I don't know."

Everyone sighed in disappointment.

If possible, this group of people probably want to go back and take revenge in person.

But if the scholar really returns to the paradise world and summons that kind of magic giant for battle, it won't turn the underground upside down.

Brando quickly recovered his mood, and said loudly, "Anyway, at least we still have hope!"

Everyone's eyes fell on Zhao Nan again.

Zhao Nan sighed secretly, hoping that his identity would not be exposed in the future, so that this group of paranoids would know that their identity was not really a group of scholars.

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Brando has disappeared since that day.

In the manor, except for the original owners Nixiu and Kabu, the rest of the scholars also left on the same day, and it is said that they are for preparations.

Red Dragon Sophia heard Zhao Nan say by chance that the Scholars Association would do their best to help this time, she was so surprised that she didn't speak for a while, she was just curious about what her "father" used Methods, let the group of scholars who will not succumb to most situations, whether it is force or threat, be so enthusiastic.

But he was relieved. She had also taken that star spirit water before, but the problem was that she borrowed the power of her clansmen to obtain a portion with great difficulty. Over the years, although the strength has improved, the memory of the tragic battle is still fresh. But once the Red Dragon Princess made a decision, she never changed, although the reason for making the decision might be ridiculous to outsiders. But for the Dragon Clan, love, like dignity, cannot be given up.

After Brando left for a few days, he returned to the manor again, accompanied by seven other scholars. These people are all scholars that Zhao Nan has never seen before. Afterwards, Brando left again.

All the scholars brought here walked in front of Zhao Nan, each with an undisguised passion in their eyes.

Zhao Nan couldn't stand this kind of situation, so he had to lock himself in the studio, and while there was still some time, he had a good impact on the level of a sub-professional scholar.

On the contrary, all the scholars, large and small, felt that this junior was quite reliable, and even with the help of many seniors, they still did not forget to study their own skills.

"Now Pompeii City, it is very likely that he is the only descendant left."

"Although I don't know how he is in the lower realm, but he should be doing well!"

"The Dorno kingdom in Tiansha, with its cruelty, will definitely hunt down our descendants."

Ever since, a helpless, shrinking Pompeii remnant was hunted down by the brutal army of the kingdom, without seeing the sun, spending every day in fear. The scene of such a little child enduring hunger, eating and sleeping in the open, and bearing the blood and deep hatred appeared in the eyes of these old people.

"When he was only a few years old... What a poor child!"

"It's been too hard for him these years!"

"On the contrary, we have been in the star spirit world all the time, knowing nothing, living a comfortable life, hey..."

"Look at him, although his skill level is low, he still works so hard and has made rapid progress! Over the years, he must have suffered so much and tried his best to improve his skills, so that one day he can restore the glory of Pompeii!"

A little boy, in the midst of the cold winter, his face was red and his ears were red, and his body was shivering, but he still insisted on drawing magic circuits one by one in the simple studio, using simple tools, but despite this, every successful drawing A picture of a happy smile appeared in the minds of these old people again and again.

"We should find some way to compensate him well."

"Right, if you don't care about this, I'll kill the old man with a headshot!"

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Zhao Nan didn't know that those old scholars got together and discussed many things for some crazy reasons.

He is concentrating on portraying a strange magical circuit, and the magic energy used to describe the magical circuit in his body has been growing at a high speed during this period of time.

Suddenly the door of the studio was knocked, and Zhao Nan stopped subconsciously, completing the normal circuit. Because of the sudden stop, all previous efforts had to be wasted.

He frowned in displeasure, but just took a deep breath, "Who is it?"

I saw the old scholar, who had just met not long ago, push the door open at this time, and said kindly, "Son, I didn't bother you, did I?"

Seeing his cautious appearance, Zhao Nan felt a little annoyed and shook his head.

The old man walked up to Zhao Nan, saw that he was still holding a specific carving knife, frowned, and said displeasedly, "Nixiu is so mean, let you use this kind of carving knife!"

The truth is, even if he is too advanced, he doesn't need it... It's not that Nixiu is not generous enough.

Zhao Nan froze for a moment, not understanding what the old man wanted to do.

Seeing him, he suddenly shook, and pulled out a white box from his wide sleeves, and placed it in front of Zhao Nan.

After opening it, there are two strange rings in it.

"Senior, this is?"

"This is a little play made by some of us old guys out of boredom these days. It can be regarded as a meeting gift for you." The old man said with a smile: "Wear these two rings on your hands separately, which can speed up the drawing speed of the circuit and It saves mana. It can also replace the carving knife, allowing you to make circuits as you like."

As if he felt that the explanation was not clear enough, the old man continued: "Let's put it this way, these two rings can save the magical circuits you have drawn, and they will be automatically drawn the second time, so you don't have to bother yourself. Of course there are For some small functions, you can slowly explore by yourself, I believe this will be more fun.”

"I won't disturb your study anymore, come on, kid."

Before Zhao Nan could react, the old man strode away with a satisfied face, and closed the door carefully.

Just now Zhao Nan came back to his senses, smiled wryly, and put these two strange rings in his hands respectively.

"It's more fun to explore slowly...probably."

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Scholars who come to this manor, sometimes one a day, sometimes several a day, sometimes once a day.

Half a month later, the number of scholars gathered here has exceeded a hundred.

I heard that the number of scholars here is less than one-third of that of the Scholars Association. Due to the rush of time, it is already the limit to be notified. After all, the astral world is too big, and many scholars don't know what hidden places they went to because of collecting materials.

However, thanks to the arrival of these scholars, Locke's restoration work was finally completed.

Before Brando left for the first time, Zhao Nan confessed that Locke followed him from the ground to this place. It is also one of the legacy of Pompeii.

Kabu called Zhao Nan into Nixiu's underground workshop.

"The repair work has been completed. Since this is the magic tool that came with you, we hope that you will connect the last circuit." Kabu said with a smile.

Zhao Nan was stunned, but he never thought that these scholars who only immersed themselves in magic technology would unexpectedly have such a reasonable side.

He smiled gratefully.

In the eyes of everyone, he walked in front of Locke who had already assembled, but suddenly froze.

"this……"

I saw a strange metallic texture glowing on Locke's body, and I knocked subconsciously, it was extremely hard.

"Its body has been damaged, so we changed some materials. The repair work should have been completed earlier, but it was delayed until now because of the need to graft the circuits on the original parts perfectly."

Nixiu smiled complacently, "It's not my fault alone. Haha, come on, little guy, let's bring your magic man back to life!" !)