living in the world of reincarnation

Chapter 18 Andrew

Mu Lan followed the position of the fire light and touched it quietly, released the spell [detection] to sense with mental power, and found a person in the apartment building.

The source of the fire is on the second floor. Try not to make any noise and walk up. The fire behind the door is very conspicuous in the dark environment. The closer you are to the target, the more obvious the perception. This person seems to have weak mental strength.

Mu Lan took out the Glock pistol from the portable space. Although she couldn't see it visually, she knew that the person inside had already noticed it. Her mental power sensed that this person was leaning against the door and had already held the weapon in her hand.

But Mu Lan finally knew why this person's mental strength was so weak, he was actually a child.

The child inside reached out to the door lock, and was about to lock the door, Mu Lan immediately exerted her strength, kicked the door, and then rushed into the room immediately.

There was an ouch in the room, the little boy covered his head hit by the door, and was hit by the force so that he sat down on the ground. When he saw someone barging in, he ignored the pain in his head and rushed towards Mu Lan with a crowbar tightly clenched in his hand. Waving indiscriminately.

"lay down your weapon!"

Mu Lan pointed the gun at the little boy, and seeing that the other party had a gun, he let out an ah, dropped the crowbar in his hand, knelt down on the ground, raised his hands and said, "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

The little boy looked like a beggar, wearing a tattered and stained cloak, his cheeks were sunken, and his face was very thin. This was the result of long-term malnutrition, but his eyes were very energetic. A pair of big blue eyes looked at him , and some avoided looking directly.

"You must be the honorable Lord Eric. Please don't kill me. You see, I am not strong at all. It is useless to take me back. Killing me will also dirty your hands! Let me go!" The little boy He began to beg for mercy loudly, kowtowed and crawled over to kiss Mu Lan's shoes.

Shocked by this move, Mu Lan took a step back, and said in a low voice, "Don't come here, I won't kill you!"

The little boy exuded a revived expression on his face, knelt on the ground gratefully and kowtowed heavily.

"Okay, get up!" Mu Lan smelled him, and sniffed her nose twice in disgust. The kid hadn't showered for some time, then looked at the fire, and said, "Put the fire out first!"

The little boy immediately went to put out the fire when he heard it. Mu Lan looked at the thin clothes on his body. He should have lit the fire to drive out the cold, but the fire was so obvious that it would definitely attract others to see it.

The little boy should be an aborigine of this world. Mu Lan finally had the opportunity to learn more information, and he called himself "Master Eric". enemy.

"What's your name?" Mu Lan asked suddenly.

The little boy lowered his head, and his voice trembled a little. It seemed that his fear of Eric had gone deep into his bones.

"Master Eric, my name is Andrew."

"Well, Andrew, listen well, I'm not from Eric."

"However." Mu Lan frowned, "I can still easily kill you!"

When Mu Lan released the elementary spell [Chaos], Andrew's eyes began to slacken and his mouth opened wide. [Chaos] exerted a greater influence on this person whose mental strength and even physique were weak, and Andrew stood on the ground in a daze. After a while, Mu Lan snapped her fingers in front of him, and then she recovered.

"Is this witchcraft!" Andrew knelt on the ground again, begging for mercy repeatedly: "Witchcraft! Magic! You must be a witch, please don't kill me!"

"Get up!" Mu Lan found out why this little aboriginal boy loved to kneel so much, and a military dagger appeared out of thin air in his hand, and he pressed the blade side to Andrew's neck, threatening in a low voice: "If you want to kill you, it's so easy, Be honest with me, I want you to answer some questions, don't lie, witches can sense whether you are lying or not."

"Good boys don't lie!"

Mu Lan's voice sounded like a devil's whisper to Andrew, and the cold dagger gently scratched the little boy's neck back and forth. Andrew was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat and his body was shaking all the time. He nodded repeatedly, how dare he lie, for fear of this The scary witch backed away and offered to sacrifice herself or turn into a puppet doll or something.

Mu Lan suddenly realized that she still has the talent to be a bad guy. With a chuckle, she took out a pack of compressed biscuits from her portable space, tore it open and threw it to Andrew: "Eat it, you look skinny and skinny!"

Andrew carefully picked up the compressed biscuit. He had never seen this kind of food before. He tentatively took a small bite, his eyes lit up, and then he wolfed down the biscuit, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch it from him.

"My lord witch! What is this? It's so delicious!" Andrew asked while eating, and found that the person in front of him didn't want to kill him, and the fear in his eyes dissipated a little, "I've never eaten such delicious kang bar!"

What is kamba?Mu Lan didn't ask. Seeing that Andrew choked on eating too quickly and coughed, she threw him another bottle of mineral water and said, "Eat slowly, there is still plenty of food."

Hitting a stick and then giving a sweet date, both soft and hard, made this indigenous boy lose his desire to resist and deceive, so that Mu Lan had the opportunity to learn more information from him. Seeing him eating and drinking contentedly, Mu Lan asked: " What is this Eric you keep talking about?"

Andrew looked at Mu Lan with doubts in his eyes. Isn't this kind of question common sense?However, when he recalled the feeling of being distracted and explained to witchcraft just now, he immediately withdrew his doubts and made up a "reasonable" explanation in his head. Maybe the lord witch has been practicing in the mountains and forests all year round, not caring about worldly affairs!

"The Erics live in the sky, and we can't usually touch them, but they will appear every autumn, kill or capture us, and they will find us no matter where they go. The patriarch has been leading us to migrate, and it has been a whole year. I've seen them."

Andrew showed a fearful expression as he spoke, "My father was taken away by them."

So Eric is the hunter of [Hunting Season], and people like Andrew who live on the ground are scavengers. Mu Lan nodded and asked again: "Has there been a war here? Why has this city become like this?" ?”

Andrew shook his head and said, "I don't know, it's always been like this here, as long as I can remember."

"What happened to the hunting season? Why did the Erics kill or capture you?"

"Hunting season?" Andrew was puzzled. "Master Witch, are you referring to the annual Pioneer Festival? The patriarch said that the Pioneer Festival is a day for us humans to commemorate our emergence from the Dark Age. From then on, we began to pioneer on the ruins. and survival, this was a long, long time ago, and now every year during the Pioneer Festival, Erics from the sky will break into our camp and kill our people."

"When will the hunting season, or the Pioneering Festival end? When will those Erics leave?" Mu Lan asked the key question, and the main god system prompted to survive until the end of the hunting season, when the main task would be completed.

"I don't know about this. We would celebrate the Pioneering Day for a week. After Eric's invasion, we stopped celebrating. Sometimes they stay on the ground for several weeks, and sometimes they stay for several months. Every time the humans on the ground It’s all a huge loss.”

Isn’t the end of hunting season fixed?This is very difficult to deal with. What if Eric can't leave after killing him on the ground? Will he be forced to flee and hide like this all the time?
Mu Lan saw that Andrew was curled up and shivering because of the cold weather, so she took out a coat from the portable space and handed it to him. Because she was not sure about the environment in the reincarnation world, she prepared several sets of clothes for various seasons.

"My lord witch, you are a good person!" Andrew had never seen such clean and beautiful clothes, and he didn't dare to touch them for fear of getting them dirty. His dirty little face was full of smiles, and his blue eyes were sparkling.

"Don't call me a witch, call me Lan!" Mu Lan only felt that the title of a witch was a bit weird, and she was not a witch. Her future development direction was a warlock focusing on spiritual magic.

Signaling Andrew to put it on quickly, Mu Lan said, "What about the rest of you, why are you the only one here?"

Andrew wearing Mu Lan's women's coat looked a little funny. He was too thin, and the sleeves of the clothes were left empty. Alright, and said, "Sister Lan, the witch, I ran out by myself."

"Huh?" Mu Lan signaled him to continue.

Andrew was like a child who did something wrong, his face flushed, and he hesitated: "They laughed at me for being a coward. I wanted to prove that I was not a coward, so I ran to the city during the Pioneering Festival."

Mu Lan didn't care about the children's affairs, she said, "Where are all your people? Take me to see."

"But the patriarch won't let us bring outsiders in." Seeing Mu Lan's unquestionable eyes, Andrew immediately changed his words: "Okay, I'll take you there, but it's a bit dirty there, you..."

Andrew looked at Mu Lan, who was much neater and cleaner than himself. The food and water she brought out were also very clean. The environment he lived in made him feel a little embarrassed to greet guests.

"Let's go!" Mu Lan stood up directly, motioning for Andrew to lead the way.

Andrew didn't hesitate anymore, and nodded.

(End of this chapter)