Ivey paused and said:

"Your Excellency just said that if these are the same, and you can open different treasure houses, random, then I will choose randomly, and there is no conflict with your rules."

The mayor opened his mouth for a long time, and Ivey maliciously speculated that this might be a bug in the program, right? Of course, magic is more accurate here, but magic, huh...

In the end, the little nobleman with a slight demeanor agreed with Ivey.

"Dear warrior, the treasure warehouse is here, please follow me..."

"It seems to be far away, and there is no one defending it. Is this really good?"

Ivey is also a little puzzled. The surrounding scenery is getting better and better, but it's very remote and desolate. It's like going to a treasure house, obviously...

Ivey took a close look at the front gates, walls, and other buildings. It's clearly like a cemetery...

Except for their business, there is no one around, and it is still in the town. This "cemetery" is very big. It is different from the eerie and terrifying in the game. It is sunny and the tombstones underground are simple. Most of them are black and unknown. The stones, the stones are engraved with white words, the same unknown words, and there are no photos or the like... Everyone is neatly arranged and looks very well-behaved. If the living people let the dead behave, it would be very good. Simple things.

Most of the dead in the cemetery were emotionally stable.

"This is our treasure warehouse. There are a total of 520 treasure tombs in it. Now there are 250 to choose from. Please choose your reward..."

What do I want these for? Dig it out for barbecue? Ivey whispered in his heart, but didn't dare to show disrespect to the dead.

"How do I use this?"

"Put it on, say their names, and then you can open it..."

"But I don't know the words on it?"

"Oh, it's simple. When you put the key on it, you can get your own pronunciation and meaning... But before that, I need to leave here. Good luck, young man..."

As he said, the light flashed, and the little lord used teleportation magic, and his figure disappeared outside the cemetery.

Ivey was hovering inside. No one else dared to follow. The setting sun stretched his figure so long and looked extraordinarily lonely, but Ivey didn't feel this way, or he had a strange feeling before he had time. Is this really a grave here?

He glanced around, and since he didn't know him, he was lucky to choose one at random and put the key on it. Then the tombstone changed color, turned into a white tombstone, black words...

Hehe, interesting, he raised his eyes and looked at these tombstones in black and white, right?

As soon as this world was created, would anyone be the first to make it?

Or, this is an endgame, waiting for me to challenge?

Obviously, it's not... As the number of tasks completed increases, the conversion between black tombstones and white tombstones will increase, so what's the point? As long as you work harder, you can let a certain color dominate the world... Maybe the treasures in it will be inspiring?

He quietly watched himself above, and suddenly some inexplicable things came into his mind. The pieces of knowledge in his mind that were ubiquitous but could not be found at all, suddenly became a little shining, which is completely negligible for the vastness of the harvest. But it's so bright and bright, you can't ignore it... It turns out that these can also be slightly supplemented.

What does it make up?

Just one sentence, one sentence carved on the tombstone:

"Humans divide time, and time is inspiring."

Ivey showed a faint smile, which is like going to bed early and getting up early to be healthy, just like chicken soup engraved on the clock, interesting. The content inside may look forward to it.

Following this sentence, chanted like magic, those weird syllables seemed to shake the unique magic system in this world.

The words on the tombstone lit up completely, and then they seemed to turn into a black hole. Ivey's heart surged with comprehension, and then he reached into the black hole, digging and digging, and escaped with a pocket watch, a weird pocket watch ...

The pocket watch looks like a monster with its big mouth open. The scales around the watch are all white teeth, revealing weirdness, careful taste, and some horrible evils inside. The watch seems to be hollow with three layers of needles inside. There are three different tongues...usually the second hand moves, it is the ticking of saliva, while the alarm clock and the time signal are horrible chewing and screams.

The words engraved above indicate that this is a piece: **** pocket watch, grade F, upgradeable.

It's no use, Ivey sighed, it's probably just a little toy.

If the number of samples is insufficient to analyze the situation here, please work harder.

He slowly walked out of the cemetery, and saw the mayor still waiting outside, pacing back and forth nervously...

"How? What good stuff do you get, respectable adventurer?"

He just rubbed his hands like this, unlike just now.

Ivey stared into his eyes and quickly placed the "pocket watch" in front of him. "It's bad luck. It's just an F-class treasure. Does the mayor have any recommendations?"

"Ha, yes, yes." He was obviously relieved, and he smiled reluctantly. "There are still a lot of good things here. Keep going, boy."

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He smiled, "Then I will listen to you and keep working hard."

Turn around and walk away.

The mayor looked at his back in a daze, not knowing what expression to use.

"My father..." The beautiful girl didn't know what to say, and she didn't know what to do at this time...

Of course, the nonsense is that she doesn't know what to do if she is not at this time...

"Don't take it to heart, everyone has their own destiny, just like every magic has its own destiny..." Correspondingly, although the mayor does not know what to do, he is more open-minded, and life is also Have a happier life, he hopes to pass this happiness to the people around him, especially this daughter who appeared out of nowhere...

Ivey walked out of the town. There was a mental map. He didn't need to waste too much time on finding the way and finding the strange. Soon he chose some social animals: ducks.

He also ridiculed himself: I went to poultry today, but unfortunately he has not shown his cooking skills well.

Ducks are also a group of low-level monsters, not many, except for small fresh meat, online appearance, and tasteful equipment.

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