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Chapter 38

Allen ignored the other party. After he walked into the training ground, he found an empty place and started his daily exercise.

Allen practiced his morning bodybuilding technique on his own, and Renard walked to the side and watched Allen's movements carefully.

Wow, the sound of air flow surging like the low sound of the wind echoed around Alan, as if the invisible air flow was also sobbing. Alan's actions were heavy and gentle, and there was a natural and harmonious feeling that could not be described in every move, and even had a dull meaning.

But the powerful and powerful behavior showed the extraordinaryness of this set of body-building techniques. Renard stood not far away and touched his chin thoughtfully.

"This kid is not practicing the Imperial Iron Blood Body Forging Technique, so what is it?" He kept thinking in his heart. For the mage, knowledge is power. This sentence is never a false statement, but a true manifestation.

As a necromancer, he is also a type of mage. To be precise, the necromancer evolved from the necromancer system in the eight mages. At first, the necromancer system only studied negative energy, but later I don’t know why the mages of the necromancer system are getting worse and worse, and they become what they are now.

But in fact, any qualified mage will have a minor in other series of spells. Even if you are not proficient, you will have an understanding. Naturally, knowledge about other professions is also involved.

As one of the contemporary benchmarks of the Necromancer, Renard was naturally vigorously trained by the group of Necromancers. Although he was not the best one, he still involved knowledge of most basic professions in the world.

However, Allen's current body-tightening technique makes him unable to see his eyes all day, which is very strange. This shows that Allen's body-tightening technique is at least beyond his knowledge. Generally, those who possess this body-tightening technique are hidden forces that have been passed down for a long time, or lucky boys who have obtained the legacy of their predecessors who have returned to the sun.

For mages, they have an instinctive desire for any fresh knowledge. Renard only thought Alan was interesting at first, so he followed him. Now, he is more interested in Alan.

Not to mention the inheritance of Allen, his temper and personality are very much for his appetite. For him, making friends is often the most important thing. Moreover, none of the guys who can make special moves by the Empire Execution Department are simple. Even if Allen's current ability is shown, it's okay, and Renard did not doubt this.

After Allen had practiced three Morning Body Tightening, Renard went to the rest point aside and took a cup of warm water.

"You always make me think you have no intentions." Allen took the warm water for this generation but didn't start drinking immediately because he always felt that Reinard was a little too good to him.

"I just want to ask about your body-building skills inheritance." Renard was not annoyed at all. He knew that his behavior could be said to be extremely attentive, so he just said his intentions directly, "Of course, if there is anything inconvenient, then forget it."

After hearing this, Allen did not answer immediately, but just lowered his head and sipped the warm water he was guarding. Renard was not in a hurry to see Allen's performance, but just stood quietly aside and waited for the other party's answer.

"Your request is a bit abrupt." Allen's voice suddenly sounded, floating and blurred in the misty white water vapor.

"Then..." Renard seemed to know that his actions were a bit abrupt, and was about to take over this conversation.

"But I agree." A sonorous and powerful voice suddenly came out, piercing the swaying mist of the white vapor.

Looking at Renard's unbelievable look, Allen seemed to have obtained some fun toy and smiled happily.

What he didn't say was that when Renard said that, he had a feeling in his darkness, and he could sense that the other party had no malice and did not lie.

Of course, Allen could not make a hasty decision based on this point alone. After all, he had already been discovered when he used his perception to detect the other party, so he didn't know how accurate his premonition was.

However, he decided to tell the other party that this was not a shameful thing after all. Maybe the information about his sculpture had been collected and placed on the table of which big shot.

And he felt that there should be no big problems in this place. If any evil guy in the imperial executive department could not find out even if he could sneak in, even if Alan himself could not resist this risk.

After all, the attribute panel on him seems to have no independent intelligence, and can only respond to his corresponding requirements, and cannot independently fight back against the mental damage he suffered.

The last encounter was purely his knight sculpture, otherwise he would have been cold.

"But this is not a place to talk, right?" After Allen said this, he threw the paper cup in his hand into the trash can, turned around and left the place.

Renard just chuckled, then shook his head and followed.

...

At this time, Alan and Renard were sitting on both sides of a table. In front of them was the juice squeezed from the magic plant ice pattern fruit in the Forest of Skeletons, and other things that can harmonize the taste and enhance the effect. Ice pattern juice is one of the favorite drinks of the caster, which can effectively improve meditation efficiency and speed up the caster's accumulation speed at the low level.

Allen took a sip of the drink that Renard strongly recommended. The cool taste seemed to reach the heart from his mouth. The cool feeling swept across Allen's body in an instant, and even the spirit that seemed a little tired and tired due to the morning bodybuilding technique became soothing and calm.

Allen could feel his spirit cool, becoming extremely clear and efficient. He seemed to feel that he could practice the morning bodybuilding technique again.

"Okay, please ask if you have any questions." Allen put down his hand and drank half a cup of drink in one breath, and said casually.

"Actually, this is not a big problem. I am just curious about which company your body-building technique is passed down, and I have no idea about it." Seeing this, Renard naturally asked his doubts.

"I asked myself, although I don't say I understand all the schools, but I can also say that I have gained a lot of knowledge. In the executive department, when I see a person training, I can basically guess where he comes from. If it takes longer, my speculation will be more accurate."

"But to my surprise, I don't know anything about your bodybuilding technique, which surprised me a little."

Body-tightening techniques are the most basic and easiest to understand, but the content inside is the key, the frequency conversion of breathing, the hidden force, the peristalsis of muscles, and the essence of these things that are difficult to know are the essence. This is also why everyone practices in the same place but is not worried about others learning secretly.

To be honest, if no one leads and teaches this kind of bodybuilding practice and starts practicing just by taking a book, the good situation will be nothing, and the bad situation will be that you will be able to practice five labors and seven injuries.

"After all, according to your experience, it's impossible for you to have this kind of body-building technique."

"Don't get me wrong. Your experience is not top secret, at least not now. If you don't join us, your information as a child of a martyr should be sealed and protected your life safety. But after you join, some of your information will be known to us, and it is also to strengthen everyone's understanding of you." Renard added as if he was afraid of Allen's misunderstanding.

"Of course it's just a very simple part. We have no right to understand your life and social interactions as ordinary people."

After hearing this, Allen nodded silently. This is an understandable thing. Joining an organization will inevitably conduct a comprehensive and thorough investigation of you, but it is unexpected that some of his information will be disclosed.

Allen estimated that this should be the weight added when he was adding it to the original purpose in order to make him join. The children of the martyrs were a very effective bargaining chip. For the soldiers fighting in blood, the children of their comrades were always naturally a little close.

"My heritage is called [Morning Body Forging Technique], which is obtained from a statue." After saying a word, Allen lowered his head and drank the drink that the other party treated to.

Renard was waiting for the other party to continue the next sentence when he saw Allen lower his head and continue with the drink, "Oh?"

Renard looked disbelief, "It's gone. You'll tell me a few words after drinking a glass of ice-patterned juice."

"I don't like to listen to this. You asked for it yourself. You invited the drinks on your own initiative. I only know that all I have told you, what else do you want." Allen put down the drink cup that was sucking in his hand and raised his head to ask.

Renard stood there and felt something wrong with what the other party said, but he felt that there was no problem.

"By the way, after asking, I'll continue practicing first." Allen saw that the other party was trapped in a misunderstanding of thinking and did not give the other party time to react, so he immediately turned around and ran away.

"No, you just lied to me for a glass of juice." Renard suddenly clarified and shouted at the figure leaving Alan.

He remembered that when Allen and him were about to find a place to chat, he sat down straight away when he saw this. It was impossible not to order drinks after sitting down. It was impossible not to order his own, so Renard half-automatically and half-actively invited the other party to a drink.

It’s not that he can’t bear to bear this little money, but he just feels like he’s being fooled.
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