Soul Interference
After entrusting the translation task to Levy, Eleven no longer worried about it, trusting that Levy was capable of completing the task.
Moreover, he threw out a lot of books, stacked up almost as Levy. Such a large amount of translation work is obviously not a small project, and it will take at least a year or two to see results. Eleven is not in a hurry.
This was the first time Eleven had posted a quest as a client in the guild, and he was quite excited. With a generous gesture, he set the highest possible reward, as he was always very generous to his own people. Despite losing money every time he went out on quests, Eleven still managed to succeed a few times occasionally. After being a mage for five years, he himself didn't even know how much money he had.
Freed from the pressure of studying Eleven immediately stood in front of the task board, eager to take on a few tasks and get some exercise.
To be honest, even without Levy's appearance, Eleven wouldn't have spent much time reading this year; he has many other things to do.
First of all, he is already fifteen years old this year, which is the age for him to leave the orphanage. He needs to start preparing for his future housing, food, clothing and other necessities.
His independent life is about to begin.
I need to start earning money to support myself!
In addition, the guild has another major event this year. Makarov announced at the beginning of the year that a long-awaited S-Class selection test will be held at the end of the year, and the candidates will be selected by Makarov on the eve of the test.
Although I don't know what Makarov's selection criteria are, doing more tasks and earning more money will definitely help.
In other words, he's going to start doing tasks to boost his performance!
Oh, and one more thing, Macao's wife is about to give birth.
Um...
This doesn't seem to have much to do with Eleven, but since he's the only "core member" willing to raise a child in the guild, Eleven and the others value him highly; he's hard-won and should cherish him.
As a senior figure, he had to at least get a decent gift for this soon-to-be-born little junior.
So he still needs money.
In conclusion, X778 is a year that requires diligent work and earning money, Eleven is full of energy.
After looking at the task board for a while, Eleven chose a mining task.
The ore here is not ordinary ore, but a kind of Magic Crystal called Spherulite. This Magic Crystal is formed by compressing extremely pure magic power underground. It has almost no impurities, it is just very pure magic power, naturally formed, and its quantity is extremely rare.
Although this magic cannot be directly absorbed by the human body, it is the best fuel for large magical artifacts such as magic airships, and the market demand exceeds supply.
However, precisely because the Spherulite contain pure magic power, almost every Spherulite mine has countless magical beasts squatting and lying there.
The magical beasts couldn't actually absorb the magic power of the Spherulite; they simply found the magic power incredibly appealing, and just lying there smelling it was pure bliss. If anyone tried to take away their precious "fragrant" scent, these magical beasts would absolutely jump up and fight to the death, valuing their "fragrant" scent more than their own lives.
This makes Spherulite mining extremely difficult. Any Spherulite vein of even moderate size requires an S-Class or higher mission. Eleven was lucky enough to encounter a mission involving a small mine.
Of course, high risk also means high reward. A single fist-sized Spherulite can sell for hundreds of thousands of J, and it's still hard to find one. The mission only requires three thumb-sized crystals. If you're skilled enough, any extra rewards will naturally belong to the mage.
Eleven happily tore off the mission sheet. His eyes were now filled with nothing but money, and he was already fantasizing about becoming rich overnight. As for the wild magical beasts guarding the gate, Eleven didn't care. He would always find a way to deal with them.
"Sure enough, these guys are all very lax!"
After several detours, Eleven successfully arrived near the mining area and was now hiding in the shade of a tree, observing secretly.
These magical beasts were incredibly excited by the scent of the Spherulite. They tangled together, rolling around and scratching themselves, just like a bunch of cats who had inhaled catnip and were enjoying the fragrance.
Eleven carefully circled the monsters several times, but did not attack them.
With so many magical beasts gathered together, it's practically impossible for one person to defeat them all. Even if he could, it's unknown how much he would have to pay or how much time he would have to spend.
Eleven never intended to fight these monsters head-on. He had a better way—a technique he had learned from ancient texts over the past six months—the power of knowledge!
"Soul Interference!"
He sat cross-legged on the spot, his eyes closed, and a strange mental fluctuation slowly emanated from him, covering the monster horde.
Soul Interference can directly disrupt an enemy's ability to perceive the outside world through Spiritual Power, including the five senses, the perception of danger, the perception of magic, and so on.
The disrupted enemy will fall into chaos, completely unable to perceive the outside world, as if they are in nothingness.
The book says that although all sensations are produced by the body's organs, they are analyzed by one's own thinking. Thinking originates from the soul, so if one uses special mental fluctuations to interfere with the soul... blah blah blah.
Eleven didn't really understand the explanation in the book; he only learned how to use the skill. However, the method was quite complicated, requiring him to concentrate fully, so there was little hope of using it in battle for the time being.
However, the situation was just right at this moment. Eleven didn't even need to interfere with all of the magical beasts' senses; simply blocking their sense of smell and magical perception was enough.
These innocent monsters in the jungle lived a carefree life, spending their days cuddling their beloved little Xiangxiang, not having to think about anything, only needing to be happy.
When I'm happy, I take a deep breath of the fragrance; the taste is intoxicating...
Why doesn't it smell good anymore?
It's really not appealing anymore!
Where's the promised happiness?
The entire Warcraft community was thrown into turmoil in an instant. The source of their joy had suddenly vanished, and everyone wore bewildered expressions, asking a series of confused questions.
Who I am?
Where am I?
Why am I holding onto a stone?
Holy crap, what the hell is this ugly thing I'm sitting on?
Don't touch me!
Once they came to their senses, the harmonious atmosphere vanished instantly, and these hot-tempered guys, ready to fight at the slightest glance, reverted to their true nature.
A battle over who I slept with and who slept with me suddenly erupted. The monsters who were intimately connected just a second ago were now fighting tooth and nail.
Eleven hid quietly to the side, not daring to breathe. To be honest, he really hadn't expected this situation. He thought these guys would leave once they ran out of incense.
Why did they start fighting?
Weren't you two on pretty good terms before, riding each other around like that?
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