Xu Yang's task of improving the qualifications of pets is a bit cheating. While Zhao Nan was concentrating on making magic equipment, the two women were worried about what to eat at night. Then in the vegetable market of Tingfeng City, the sister of the City Lord of Tingfeng City, who was curious about everything, squatted in front of a fish stall. After watching the live fish of others for a while, she was strangely surprised. Entrusted by the fish seller, I hope she can catch the legendary "Moonlight Fish" from a place called "Moonlight Lake" outside the city.

Yes, Sister Xu Yang's mission is to fish. And knowing that this task can not only improve pet qualifications, but also a lot of experience, and can even share half of the "Moonlight Fish" that can improve their innate physique by 1 point after eating.

Zhao Nan felt that Gao Mingyang's evaluation of Xu Yang was actually a bit low... In fact, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is the daughter of the goddess of luck.

This kind of fish seems to have a higher probability of appearing at night, so from this day on, the only two women with privileges in the castle castle began to live upside down day and night.

As for Zhao Nan, he started making magic equipment day and night. Although it takes a long time to make a magic item, the professional experience points gained from successfully making a magic item are very rich. The junior scholars can only open new magic tools after they have practiced the making of magic tools to be proficient.

In other words, if he wants to get new magic equipment, he needs to practice all three of the current ones. Fortunately, as the level increases, the magic power gradually increases, and the time to portray the magic circuit is constantly shortening.

In general, this is a career that is difficult first and then easy.

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This production took five days. When Zhao Nan came back to his senses, the three types of magic tools on hand had already reached a level of proficiency. And his junior academic career has reached the tenth level.

A burst of golden light flashed. The new magic equipment production will appear in the occupation skill column. Zhao Nan rubbed the bulging eyebrows, leaned on the back of the chair, twisted a somewhat blunt neck, the light in the study was still bright, and a slender shadow came in outside the door.

That is the fox steward who has been waiting outside.

Zhao Nan sighed, "Blade's edge."

"My lord." The fox butler wandered in. Standing in front of Zhao Nan respectfully said: "Does your lord need to add tea?"

"No, you go and rest."

This housekeeper was loyal. Not only did he manage the city in an orderly manner when he left Tingfeng City, but he was even able to arrange the details of his life very well. Zhao Nan is more and more satisfied with him. But this kind of housekeeper, after all, is a kind of welfare rationed to the city lord. Otherwise, if you become a city lord and take care of a city, if you have to do everything yourself, forty hours a day will not be enough. Say it again. The player who can become the lord of the city does not necessarily have the ability to govern.

"Miss Finina and the others haven't come back yet, I'm still waiting for a while."

Zhao Nan frowned. Usually this time should have come back. Zhao Nan checked the email, but they never left a message.

The combination of her two in Tingfeng City should be safe.

Zhao Nan immediately connected Finina's words.

"My sister said, I must catch the moonfish tonight anyway." On the other side, Finina made a helpless voice.

Five days have passed and there is still nothing. It is estimated to be anxious. Zhao Nan smiled, although Xu Yang became more innocent after losing his memory. But at the same time, he also got this kind of impatience.

"If you are sleepy, take a rest first. If the sun doesn't come out, my sister won't be willing to come back."

"talk later."

Zhao Nan whispered a few words, and suddenly remembered that a dinner he planned to cook not long ago had died, thinking that a man must have a beginning and an end in his work. So let the fox butler light the lamp, and the master and servant began to work in the kitchen.

Zhao Nan swiftly cut some green onions, and then broke a local chicken egg on the hot red pot, but when the golden egg liquid and egg white were about to solidify, they were quickly stir-fried. No need for any spices, already exuding an attractive aroma.

The butler of the fox looked at the lord of the city who had pinched a pair of sleeves to his elbows, thinking that to do this kind of thing, there are at least 20 or 30 servants in the city lord's fort that can do it. But this master prefers to do it himself. Like the hostess, she seemed to like the taste she made more.

As a qualified housekeeper, Blade Edge will naturally not disobey the master's will. He just waited carefully by, busy passing on all kinds of materials needed, and then praised from the bottom of his heart: "My lord, good craftsmanship."

Zhao Nan only regards this kind of compliment as fart, and he is just making an egg fried rice. What does it have to do with craftsmanship?

He couldn't help but laughed: "You can find a child who is used to doing housework."

Blade Feng shook his head and said: "It's not surprising that those farm children can do it. But it's rare for people like adults and you to be able to cook."

Zhao Nan put some cold rice into the pot, stir-fried at a constant speed, and said casually: "It sounds like you have seen many city owners."

"Even though Blade Feng hasn't seen many City Lords. But he knows that the previous City Lord Lord is someone who doesn't know how to cook." The fox steward said with a smile.

The spatula that was turning at a constant speed suddenly stopped. In the pot, grains of rice wrapped in golden yellow kept beating, but Zhao Nan's face changed slightly, and with a careful tone that he did not believe, he blurted out and asked: " The last...who was it?"

He even turned his head to look at the butler the fox, his eyes cold.

At this time, the fox steward had no response to this gaze. The whole person seemed to have lost his soul. He said to himself: "The last...who was it? Strange, strange, I clearly remember this person, But why can't I remember?"

"Think about it!"

Zhao Nan drank suddenly.

The butler of the fox was shocked immediately. His face turned pale, with cold sweat, and his lips opened and closed constantly, but he was still speechless. In the end, he seemed to be weak and collapsed on the ground with a scream. Then he fell into a coma.

"Blade!"

Zhao Nan frowned, supported the edge of the blade aside, let him lean against the wall, and then wetted his hand from the pool on one side and slapped it on his forehead.

After a while, the fox steward finally regained consciousness. With his innocent eyes open, he was shocked when he saw Lord City Lord leaning in front of him. He quickly stood up and said, "My lord, what the **** is wrong with me?"

"Blade, I just asked you a question."

The fox butler said in a puzzled way: "The problem? What is the problem? My lord, why did I faint suddenly?"

"You...really don't remember?"

The butler nodded heavily, and suddenly screamed.

Zhao Nan was startled, but he heard the housekeeper say: "My lord, I'm confused!"

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Zhao Nan sighed, looked at the burnt rice, and said in deep thought: "Let someone come over and clean it up, and find some servants for me."

Blade's work speed is very fast, but for a while, three servants have appeared in front of Zhao Nan. They were even dressed neatly, looking at the Lord of the City awkwardly, not knowing what it was like to summon in the middle of the night.

Zhao Nan waved back two of them, looked at the one who was left, and after a while, suddenly said, "Do you remember the last owner of the castle castle?"

The maid said without thinking: "It's Thrall..."

Thrall...what?

Puff! Before the maid had finished speaking, she fell to the ground and passed out in a coma. Zhao Nan quickly woke her up and repeated the question once, but this time she got the exact same answer as the fox steward.

He then called the other two servants alone, and the result was the same...The question was not answered, and then they would be fainted, and after waking up, they completely lost their previous memories.

"My lord, do I need to call other servants?"

Although he didn't know the intentions of the city lord, but seeing his face seemed to be unfinished, the fox steward asked thoughtfully.

Zhao Nan rubbed his eyebrows, squinted and asked, "Blade, do you remember what happened when you were a kid?"

"Remember." The butler said: "I have a good memory since I was young."

"Then how did you become the steward of the castle lord?"

"Sir, you recruited me!" The fox steward said with gratitude: "Back then, I almost starved to death on the street. You saved me, my lord. This kindness is not rewarded. Serve the adults well."

Zhao Nan smiled and said, "How many years have passed?"

"It's been thirteen years!" The butler exclaimed: "Time flies so fast."

Zhao Nan suddenly waved his hand and said: "You are tired too, go and rest. I'll go out for a while."

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Zhao Nan left the castle lord's castle, and a gust of night breeze blew cold all over his body.

Thirteen years... How old was he thirteen years ago? Obviously this is a false memory. It was approaching early morning, and there was a grayish white of fish maw in the sky. Zhao Nan walked alone on the streets of Tingfeng City, his heart trembled slightly.

He couldn't understand why the few people just now passed out because of his problem. After being unconscious, their memory disappeared.

Their memory is confused?

If they are characters created by the game, the so-called memory should exist early in the morning and set it right. But why is there such confusion?

It feels like being grafted by the tyrannical...All the things they have experienced before, and all the things about that "previous term", are grafted onto Zhao Nan.

At this moment, a white mist suddenly floated on the long quiet street, and the mist gradually became thicker.

Uro, only a dash of sound was heard, something was coming.