Sean once again recited the spell "Ordinary things from the Atlanche world"

The same summoning process, one summons a chair.

This time, it appeared a chair with a rather gloomy shape, made of black wood, square, brightly angular, and looks very old, with some dark brown blood stains on it.

There is also a metal neck cover on the backrest of the chair, and two handcuffs fixed on the armrests on both sides.

It seems to be the kind of chair used to be used to punish.

Sean was determined to use this thing to refine, and he was too lazy to even try it. When he saw that this thing was a dangerous thing, he should not take risks with a short goblin. Although the meaning of the short goblin is to rush into thunder, he should not be killed in vain.

Sean decisively picked up his axe and chopped it up.

Huh, sure enough, the spell was designed correctly this time. Although all the summoned were garbage, it could at least be melted, and there was basically no danger.

The last time I came here, it should be almost enough.

Sean recited the spell again.

The continuous summons made him familiar with it, and even his voice became routine.

"A ordinary thing from the Atlanche world."

"Common objects, wood utensils, four-legged furniture, daily necessities for people to sit and rest."

"Use Graham's magic array to open the door to another world."

"In my name of Sean Forrest."

"I call you to come to this world."

Another white light flashed by. This time, what appeared in front of me was already a chair. What was slightly different from the previous three was that this one looked ordinary.

It is the most common wooden chair for office use, without any pattern and decoration, and it seems to be made of pine wood and the texture of the wood color. Sean has a similar chair in the office of Swordburgh University.

This time the special effects will probably be the most ordinary, Sean thought to himself, "Who is the turn this time?"

The dwarf goblins all looked at No. 13.

No. 11, No. 12, No. 13, these three short goblins were summoned together. They happened to have a thunder one by one today, which is fair.

No. 13 had just witnessed the tragic death of No. 12. When he heard that he had to sit, he looked desperate. The short goblin was swooping away, but he still walked over helplessly and sat down.

No. 13 looked at Sean fidgetingly, twisting his butt carefully, as if he was ready to jump up at any time, but nothing happened. It seemed that it was just an ordinary chair.

"How is it, do you feel?" asked Sean.

No. 13 had an innocent expression on his face (I don’t feel it, it seems like it’s just an ordinary chair. Can I stand up?)

"No, wait a little longer." Sean said. Logically, things summoned from the Chaos Sea will definitely have some magical effects, whether they are good or bad.

He waited patiently for a few minutes, but No. 13 still had no change and even whistled boredly.

Sean thought Is it necessary to trigger a special way? For example, standing on top or falling from a chair or something like that

"You come down, I'll take a look." Sean asked No. 13 to walk down and sat on himself.

It really doesn't feel anything, this chair seems to be just an ordinary chair.

Forget it, anyway, the purpose of today is to get some refining materials. No matter what functions it has, it will be used to refine them together. Even if it has special functions, it will probably not be too powerful.

He stood up and picked up his axe, and in the blink of an eye the chair also turned into pieces.

All four chairs were turned into pieces and were carried into the smelting room by the short goblins in wooden baskets.

Sean didn't hesitate and started to refine it directly. His idea was indeed correct. It was particularly easy to refine wood. When the fire burned, it quickly burned in the stove, and the smelting was particularly thorough.

This time there were a lot of magical objects fragments, and 900 ml of magic liquid was refined, which was enough for Sean to use it for a long time.

By the time he finished practicing magic water, it was already eleven o'clock. After a day of tossing, Sean was a little tired. He bottled the magic liquid and put it in, and Sean lay down and fell asleep.

Sean slept very uneasy that night.

He had several dreams, dreaming of the time when he had not yet entered Jianbao University to teach and lived by writing to make money.

I dreamed of being a professor at Jianbao University.

Dreamed of the experience of obtaining the book of the old days.

Dreaming of the adventure to Nord

He also dreamed of the face of the Oroin Ball without any expression. Finally, he dreamed of the Oroin Ball using the devouring touch on him. His body stuck to the Oroin Ball and turned into scarlet juice, absorbed and swallowed, just like the unlucky No. 12.

His body was weak and powerless, and he could not move at all. He could only look at the face on the Oroin ball, which turned into his own face, looking at him expressionlessly.

Sean suddenly woke up from the nightmare.

He was covered in cold sweat. He lay weakly on the bed and felt that he was not feeling well. Sure enough, living in a castle with a mage ball was not a good choice. Even if the other party did nothing, he would still scare him to death.

He lay down for a while, but unexpectedly found that the feeling of weakness had not disappeared.

Could it be that I caught a cold? Not that I am the God of the Sun - although it is only a test stage, it is too embarrassing to catch a cold.

He struggled to climb down from the bed, and when he walked into the banquet hall, he immediately smelled a strange fragrance. The fragrance made him feel energetic, and then a little strange. When did the short goblins have such good skills?

As soon as he had this idea, he saw a man walking in from outside the living room with a pan: "You finally got up. How did you sleep last night? Did you have nightmares? I've had nightmares. That Oroin ball is so weird. I always feel like it will climb onto my bed in the middle of the night and eat me."

The man had a very familiar and friendly face. He always felt like he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Sean opened his mouth and blurted out the man's name, "John Smith? Why are you here?"

"Haha, you're not sleeping in a mess, you're not going to be so. What's coming and going? I've been with you all the time."

Sean was stunned and touched his brain. It seemed that this was indeed the case.

He tried to recall that when he first came to this world, he was alone, with only a friend like John Smith, relying on each other for life. The two of them wrote down the books in their memory and earned their first pot of gold.

He was hired as a professor at Swordburgh University.

Later, I obtained the Book of Old and took risks together. By the way, this guy helped him kill that bastard Alhaz.

Thanks to him, he was able to return from the cold ice field. John Smith, this crazy guy, is always the bravest in the battle, and always thinks of good solutions when he needs advice.

Thinking of the past experiences of life and death, Sean felt a sense of warmth. No matter where he went or when he went, it would always make people feel at ease with such a good brother.

"Haha, I'm a little confused when I sleep." He smiled awkwardly and tasted fried eggs. The taste was really good.

Sean remembered that when he made fried eggs himself, he always couldn't make them well. He only drank too much when he drank too much. Somehow the fried eggs he made were particularly delicious. Unfortunately, he was confused at the time. Later, after he sobered up, he couldn't make them again. Now that he ate John's fried eggs, he would taste the same as that day.

"Let's try this honey cookie again. Speaking of which, Medorian's honey cookie is really the best. It's a secret recipe found from the mouth of the Oak Wise."

Sean nodded and started eating in big mouthfuls.

It's really delicious. He has made this recipe twice since he got it. He is mainly busy summoning every day and has no time to enjoy the food. John still knows the fun of life, so he makes some delicious food for a tooth sacrifice.

As Sean ate, he felt something was wrong and always felt that something was missing.

"By the way, where are those short goblins? Why don't you come to have a meal?"

"I let them eat downstairs. I think the banquet hall should have a certain qualification for access. Perhaps when they perform well in the future, we can call us up and have a meal with us as an honorary award.

Although we use dwarf goblins as cannon fodder, I think even cannon fodder should be taken seriously. The reward and punishment system must be well implemented so as to ensure their loyalty and enthusiasm.

Eating big pot meals equally is not a good rule for managing employees.”

Sean thought to himself, he actually had similar thoughts, but he thought it was too troublesome. The short goblins had no more time to have this meal, so they were too lazy to make trouble.

(No, it's not a short goblin, it's something else) Sean put down the honey cake in his hand and frowned. He always felt that there was something that was clearly in front of him but could not see it. It was so called black under the light.

John Smith seemed to feel his emotions, "What's wrong, Sean, you don't look very good."

"It's nothing. Maybe I drank too much magic water when I learned magic yesterday?" Sean said, suddenly feeling that maybe John could give some constructive advice. The two stayed together all day long. If there was something he forgot about, maybe he could remember it.

"Have you ever encountered such a thing? You feel that there is something particularly important to do in your heart, but you can't remember what that thing is? You feel that there is a trace of strangeness in life, but you can't find out what that strangeness is."

John Smith nodded thoughtfully after hearing this, "I have never encountered such a thing before. No matter what kind of thing it is, as long as I know it, I can always remember it."

But you said something strange, this reminded me whether it was related to the summoning ceremony we performed yesterday? We summoned four chairs yesterday. Could it be that one of them had a special magic effect that we could not detect."
Chapter completed!