Popular science physics, teach a magic god?

In theory, you should definitely explore before starting a fight.

What is Rennes’ status today?

Exploring a map? Using your face to explore the grass?

As long as you don't use your face to probe, it doesn't matter whether you are in the grass or an abyss.

Toolman Sanders was extremely self-conscious. After receiving the news from Downs, he immediately rushed over with his people and knelt down on one knee: "Master Tesla, please let us [Shadow Group] explore first. We swear we will not stay." Any trace."

Renn raised his eyelids and said: "As I said before, there is a high probability that the person facing you is an evil being. Of course, it is an evil being who is in a sealed state. Maybe he won't be able to come back."

"I'm not afraid of death!" Several master shadow dancers said with bright eyes.

Ren understood: "Okay. If you don't have Shadow Dragon Teeth, you can get a set. Before you set off, let Barend order some Shadowsteel equipment for you. As for how to arrange it, it's up to you."

"Thank you, sir!" Their eyes suddenly became extremely hot.

Shadow Dragon's materials are limited, and only a handful of top people can get them. As long as you master the forging method and own a territory in the shadow plane, the output of shadow steel can be said to be almost unlimited.

They don't think about themselves, but also think about their descendants and disciples.

Real workers are not afraid of 996, but they are afraid of asking for 996 when they are not given enough money.

If you give enough money, many people will work hard.

The first batch of shadow dancers soon set off.

In fact, Renn can let his legendary Shadowsteel Golem go. The problem is that these two guys are not intelligent enough. Once they are too far away from Rennes, they may lose control. So the golem did all the work on behalf of the living people, which was unrealistic in the first place.

An hour later, preliminary reconnaissance information was sent back.

"Chaotic evil?"

"Yes! Casnoen lost his left hand. But we brought back the mutated hand." Sanders and another shadow dancer extremely carefully used a magic restraint device to bind an unknown hand. What could be called an arm was brought into the isolation room of the mage tower.

Wrapped in a block of ice that is theoretically close to absolute zero, there is what should have been a human arm twisting inside.

The arm is covered with eyeballs and twisted mouths the size of walnuts. Forget it. The scary thing is that it is only stained a little bit. This arm is like staining. Those small eyes and mouths are moving at a speed that is visible to the naked eye. It spreads from the forearm to the upper arm.

Sanders said with lingering fear: "Fortunately, we were prepared. Casnoen chopped off his arm at shoulder level very simply."

Ren looked at the pale shadow dancer: "What do you want?"

"My talent is at the peak of being a master, and my apprentice's strength is not that good either. If you can ask me to help me get a small fiefdom..."

“Is a thousand acres of farmland enough?”

"Enough, uh, this is too much." Casnoen was overjoyed.

"You should be rewarded for working for our school of physics. Except for Sweetland, you can choose the fiefdom wherever you want. I will give you another 50,000 gold coins to support your family." Ren glanced at it, and Flora understood.

The face-saving fruit of the physical school is relatively easy to use in the entire metahuman camp.

This joint, especially the Barbarossa people, would definitely be willing to offer the fiefdom with both hands.

The price paid by the physics school is probably just two self-funded students, or a master-level commitment.

A day later, further reports came back.

Sanders and the others brought back a bone: "Sir, we are not too sure. Although there is no residual power on it, it is very large and should be the skeleton of some kind of powerful monster."

Ren didn't know whether to call it a bone. This thing is like a tree with thousands of holes damaged by woodpeckers. The three-meter-long bones are full of large and small potholes, which looks enough to make patients with trypophobia sick.

With the help of the system, Renn sighed: "Dragon bone!"

"Ah!" Sanders and the second-generation disciples collectively exclaimed.

"It's not an ordinary dragon bone, it's a dracolich skeleton with a challenge level of nearly 40."

This scene is like a detective game, all the clues finally come together.

Now everything is ready, just waiting for the criminal to go to the dock.

"Master, please leave the ambush to us!" Harry took the initiative to step out and take up the task of waiting.

Rain or shine, your girlfriend may not wait for you, but your girlfriend will.

As the saying goes, it is better to search a city than to wait for a person.

Regarding 666 (subject, predicate and object) - Lao Liu gave Lao Liu to Liu, Ren said that he was very experienced before time travel.

Harry said that he studied under Wren.

In the tunnel, Lane deployed corresponding passive detection systems.

When everyone thought that Ren had left the matter to Harry and that he should eat and drink, and compete with Margaret on riding skills when he had time, in fact Ren did another thing.

"Gantea, I have a very important thing for you, but you can refuse." Ren said to the legendary savage pig that grew into a ball.

"First eliminate the option of 'reject', and then please allow me to practice for a while before carrying out the tasks assigned by you."

"..." The legendary barbarian is so understanding that all the reasons that Ren made up are useless.

This guy can eat well, but he knows his younger brother's position very well.

To be honest, since Towns was promoted, Gantea's status has been rapidly marginalized, and this is not without reason. No matter how resistant he is, can he have higher HP and higher defense than the dwarf?

If he is ignorant, he will become cannon fodder sooner or later.

Coupled with Ren's recent attitude of buying horse bones for a lot of money, Gunteya has not worried about his situation, but he still has to do the work, otherwise it will not be fun to be relegated to the cold palace.

So, Ren was dumbfounded as he watched this guy pound the iron like crazy for 48 consecutive hours in three days. He lost at least 50 pounds of fat, transformed himself into that strong barbarian, and then ate and drank a lot. After falling asleep for another 24 hours, he stood in front of Ren in high spirits.

"Your Excellency, whether it's going to the Mountain of Swords or the Sea of ​​Fire, I'm ready."

Normal humans should never do such outrageous things, it will kill people. This guy did this because he had [Legendary Physique].

Ren wanted to give him a string of 666, but his lips twitched a little, and all he could say in the end was: "Don't mess with your body in the future."

"Don't worry! Your Excellency is not the kind of person who deliberately lets his men die. I can't die."

"..."

Ren always felt that this guy had something to do with him.

I don’t know if it’s unexpected, but I’ll be shocked when I test it.

Fortunately, Lane finally grasped the most crucial hidden clue.

Just three days after everything was ready, the guilty dragon finally appeared in court. No, it was the naive Cailong who finally arrived at the crime scene where he was loyal.