"Dadada..."

Anyang is riding a short horse on the road!

The horse that had been silent tower had been affected by the battle between him and Louluo. This horse was bought from a lord's mansion and looked similar to a mule.??

However, although this horse is shorter than an ordinary war horse and cannot run fast, it is because of its strong endurance. It is no problem to run more than 200 kilometers a day. With auxiliary techniques, it can reach more than 300 kilometers, which is the choice for long-distance treks.

Anyang missed the Federation's knight-level war horses and the specialty war horses of the Silence Tower. The ordinary horses could not run fast and far. Moreover, the mana and arcane magic energy in his body were sealed. Even the portable space and the magical and demon body were not spared, and there was only mysterious energy left, and there was no choice but to ride a horse.

About three days later, he successfully arrived at the beach. The ship of the Silent Tower had been waiting here for a long time.

The mark on his left hand contacted the respondent on the boat a few minutes ago. Anyang stood on the beach and unbuttoned the reins of the horse. After letting it go free, he stepped forward onto the boat.

He was greeted by the trainee who sent him.

"Sir, where is your war horse?"

"Diet in the battle."

"You must be very tired when you travel a long distance. Please come here to rest. We have prepared hot water and food for you."

"Um."

Anyang followed him and walked towards his room.

This ship is exclusively for second-level academics, and its luxury is naturally far from comparable to the ship that meets students. For example, there is a bathtub directly on the ground in Anyang room, and there are dozens of people who are responsible for taking care of the food and clothing of academics who are doing tasks, so that academics can enjoy it well even during the task, so that they can focus on the task.

But some people can never get on board after getting off the boat...

When she returned to the room, Anyang was stunned for a moment.

The bath was filled with hot water, the heat was rising and the smoke was curling. There were also two beautiful women sitting next to the bath, wearing only a layer of veil, obviously serving him to bathe.

Anyang frowned: "What's going on?"

The trainee replied: "These are two twin women that were accompanied by the affiliated organizations of the tower when they were offering supplies to the tower a few days ago. When they arrived, I happened to receive your return message and sent it to serve you on my own initiative. If you are not satisfied, I will call them down immediately."

"Forget it, let them stay here."

"Okay, that won't bother you."

The trainee smiled and retreated and closed the door.

From the beginning to the end, he did not ask Anyang whether he had tracked Dona, nor did he ask whether he had succeeded or failed in the mission.

The two women lowered their heads and did not speak, not as enthusiastic or sweet as professional maids, but from the perspective of the two, they did look very similar and had a good figure.

Anyang ignored them and took out a tube of purple-black potion from his arms and placed it on the shelf in the room. He also put down several books he brought with him on this trip, and then began to take off his clothes.

Until he stepped into the hot bath and soaked his body in hot water, he breathed a sigh of relief. The boredom of the journey these days was wiped out: "You just need to pay attention to the potion and these books these days. Don't worry about anything else. Let you stay to avoid being punished after you leave. Do you understand?"

The two women raised their heads in surprise, and from this perspective, their faces were exactly the same.

"I know...I know."

The veil they wore was soaked in water mist, outlining an attractive curve, and his appearance as Ren Caijie easily aroused men's hatred. However, most second-level scholars are devoted to their knowledge and research. They have long faded over the years, and some even make themselves different from humans, so it is estimated that it will be difficult to be interested in them.

The two women had a look of joy in their eyes. One of them began to seriously guard the potion and book, while the other was sitting next to the bath with a towel wiping his back and hesitated.

"Sir, do you need me to wipe your back?"

Anyang glanced at her and turned around and lay on the edge of the bathhouse: "Come here, it's better to adapt first. You still have to learn how to survive here."

"Yes, sir."

The woman sitting next to the bathtub was soaked in water and pressed against her two snow-white and round legs. As she stepped into the bathtub, most of her body was wet, which was very attractive.

It took a long time before Anyang got up and put on his clothes.

He walked to the shelf and picked up the potion and shook it, then put it back, sat by the window and began to absorb the energy of heaven and earth.

This potion is a rough psychotropic agent made of Dona's soul fragments as the main material. Ordinary practitioners can indeed increase their mental power by taking it, but the side effects are very great. The main significance here is to prove his success in the mission. When he returned to the tower, he used this potion to hand over the mission.

Two days later, on the tower island

"You actually completed this task!"

The intern at the task window was still the same male. He opened his mouth wide at this time and suddenly realized that he was very rude like this. He quickly apologized to Anyang in a little panic.

"Sorry, please forgive me."

"It's okay." An Yang replied lightly.

"This...congratulations, this mission is the highest difficulty since the war with Smeel."

"I'm just taking advantage of the situation, Dona was seriously injured."

"That's right...no wonder...ah...I'm sorry, I didn't mean that, don't be surprised!"

"...It's okay." An Yang's face was a little dark.

"If the adults check the soul information in the potion, then your task can be considered complete."

"no problem."

"Well, thank you for your understanding, but I still have to explain to you about this issue. We naturally have full trust in you, but this is the process, so you can go back and wait for the news first. At most, we will send your task rewards here in the afternoon. Please rest assured, if you have any problems, you will solve them if you have any notification."

"OK."

"Goodbye... Lord Ion."

The trainee was very excited with the potion.

This is a precious spiritual potion. Based on his income and talent, it is estimated that he will never drink spiritual potion in his life. Moreover, this is made of the soul fragments of a second-level scholar!

According to regulations, once this rough potion is successfully verified, the tower mission department will order it to be destroyed, but in essence it falls into the hands of those who are in charge. Some of the bad ones will be sold to those trainees with poor talent, collecting the high-value magic stones they have worked hard to save. If you don’t tell them how big the side effects are, keep them for use by yourself.

And the basic ten years of making it into second-order scholars is rare, so who cares about the side effects of this drug?

Anyang ignored him and went back to the Louluo Tower.

Because Lou Luo went out to kill his students, not on missions or visits and inspects, he hid his whereabouts very well, and no one even knew that he had left the tower.

It is common for academics to stay away for one or two months when they are obsessed with academics and research, and it is even more so for third-level scholars. Sometimes an experiment or research takes several months, and sometimes it takes several years to go out to find experimental materials in person. With Lou Luo's qualifications, he doesn't even need to take leave. All indicators can be ignored, and no one dares to question him.

And as far as Anyang knows, the Silence Tower does not have the ‘soul lamp’ technology of Smeel Manor, so basically no one knows that this third-level scholar is dead.

Anyway, there are not many people in contact with him, and no one cares about his whereabouts. At least one or two years, no one will think that he is dead, or at most he thinks he has something to go out. In this short period of time, Anyang can live in the tower in the name of the Loulu student, use his laboratory to read his various collections of books, and even collect resources in his name.

In the afternoon, the reward for the task was sent.

A strange dragon blood flower, a beautiful moon elves, a total of 100,000 magic stones, and two music conchs...

Cherish items filled the entire table!

"Sir, please accept it!"

"No need to accept it, I can trust the tower."

"Then you sign here and we'll leave."

"OK."

Anyang signed and several people left.

The room was restored to darkness and tranquility, and his eyes swept one by one, with a satisfied look.

Until I saw the moon elf.

This is a female moon elf with a height of more than 1.7 meters. She has a tall and convex figure. Her long white legs are not covered up under the seductive clothing and are tightly closed. Her face has the unique beauty of the elves. Her face is a standard melon-shaped face, her chin is very sharp, her ears are also pointed, with silver-white slightly curly length and green eyes.

An Yang looked at her carefully, feeling curious about this race that looks like a human but is not a human.

From a scientific perspective, the elves will probably be judged as a human variant, but from a mysterious biology perspective, this is an independent race.

The female elf was standing in the corner in panic, greeting him with scrutiny, while looking at him uneasy.

Anyang asked: "Do you speak federal?"

The elf had a confused and panic in her eyes. She had heard of this, so she felt deeply uneasy about her fate.

Anyang suddenly remembered the rabbit spirit from the world of China, with a smile on his lips, and asked again in the common language of the coast elves opposite: "What's your name?"

"Ye...Eve."

"……clothing."

"Yes, Eve..."

Eve's voice was trembling, but the language was a very twisted and melodious language, and the voice was also very ethereal.

"Are you a moon elf?"

"Yes."

"I'm very interested in your race."

Hearing this sentence, Eve suddenly opened her eyes wide, full of fear, and her body trembled even harder.

Anyang's face softened: "Don't be afraid, I won't do experiments with you. You should study hard in the future and help me deal with some small things when I'm doing the experiment."
Chapter completed!