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Chapter 469 Ordinary People (One Thousand Monthly Tickets)

"Yuluvita is so stingy. He doesn't help him with such a small favor!" Xiaohua was still dissatisfied on the way back, and was still muttering to Zhao Mai. Zhao Mai took out two branches of the holy tree, and Xiaohua's eyes immediately lit up, and she stretched out her hand and wanted to take it.

"Yuluvita knew very well that I took this thing. He had all the power and ability to confiscate it, but he did not take away anything else. He was quite generous." Zhao Mai handed over the two branches of the holy tree to Xiaohua: "This is a powerful creature that the gods provide energy to the whole world. You can be more at ease. The last time you poured the eternal medicine, you said you should avoid dying..."

"How long ago did that happen!" Xiaohua snorted: "Fortunately, I drank the immortal medicine in advance, otherwise we would have died of old age. Yiluvita helped us in a relatively static state, which prevents us from being tortured to death by boredom. Hey, now think about it, that state is very similar to what he did to those teleportation channels."

"Okay, I have indeed lost the feeling of time, but it is definitely not as long as thousands of years. Their calculation method is definitely problematic, it must be exaggerated!" Zhao Mai curled his lips, expressing helplessness in his heart about the history of "epic" and the mythology of the "epic" period. Hundreds of years have passed, and a battle has always been millions, and a fight has been decades. He is very sure that neither the elves nor the orcs have the ability to photosynthesis, and the reality of the battlefield is not like that.

"the·he" slowly stopped, but was next to Hogwarts. After stopping the car for the first time, Zhao Mai did not get out of the car immediately, but sat in the driver's seat and thought quietly. He needed time to review the gains of the entire "Arda" world, he experienced the origin of creation, participated in the battle between gods, and the birth process of several races. Compared with combat skills or creation abilities, these experiences and experiences are the most precious.

"What are you thinking?" Xiaohua put a branch into the car's reserve space and temporarily absorbed only one of them. Seeing Zhao Mai's solemn look, she asked: "If you can't think about it, please ask me, I have all the druids' experiences!"

"I find that I can do a lot of things, but I don't know where to start." Zhao Mai said to Xiaohua: "Although I don't have divine power, with the help of the Gaia Stone, I can turn stones into gold, or pinch charcoal into diamonds, and it's a permanent effect. So money and wealth no longer stop me from destiny Gold coins are another resource of the concept, and I still want to find it. The supernatural powers, the power of natural force and spells, although as I lost Maiya's body and fell back to the level of the past, I already have experience, and it will be better to rebuild it again. It's still 1919, and there is still a 97-year gap between me and I'm back home. What do you think I'm doing now?"

"It's simple, it's better to go to class, study, take risks, and make progress as before." Xiaohua said to Zhao Mai: "You see, don't I have to bask in the sun every day? If I don't do what I usually do, I will soon be no longer myself."

"Haha, it makes sense. Let's go find something to eat first. I just thought about it. I haven't eaten anything for so long. It's a bad thing to be a god. I can't remember to eat or drink. Time passed in a daze." Zhao Mai looked at Ador, and the giant's eyes were really shining! They drove directly to the cafeteria in Hogwarts, just in time for dinner.

In the eyes of the people in the magic school, they only left for three days. According to the characteristics of "eighth graders" appearing, this is nothing. Moreover, from the appearance, the group has no change. At most, some fatigue leads to lack of sleep, which does not attract their attention at all.

Zhao Mai, Aduo and the reserve grain had a big meal and finally regained their feelings as a human being. Dogian still looked faint, without feelings and no passion, and just stopped after taking a little bit. Because of the immortal medicine, she was not too hungry, and her sleep demand also decreased. Zhao Mai looked at her, and if this continued, she would have to become a zombie.

When he was taking the medicine, neither Dogian nor Ado did not respond, unlike Zhao Mai, Xiaohua and the reserve grain. Through the eternal life of the elves and Maiya, he now understood the reason: both of them were dead to some extent, at least that was what the Eternal Medicine thought. Ado's soul was locked in his childhood, the moment when Bran crossed time to control his brain; Dogian died at the moment when the Witch King wiped out her soul. For the Eternal Medicine, these were two soulless bodies, and there was no vitality change, but forever "preserving freshness".

There is no way to change this state. After everyone returned to the long-lost potion shop, Zhao Mai called Ado and Dogian over. Dogian agreed to all the orders given by Zhao Mai, so Zhao Mai asked Ado to "endorse" himself and Dogian at the same time. Zhao Mai was extremely serious and took out a ball of soul flame he had obtained from Milkou.

It was a white flame, but the center of the flame was a little gray. The flame had no temperature and felt soft when pinched. It was like staring at the flame, and you would feel that it was sending signals to the outside world, able to talk to people, and telling your own experiences. But if you think about it carefully, you can't remember what the flame had specifically said. The fire of soul is a vague impression, just like the feeling that the author of this book would be a "fat man".

"With the help of Iluvita, I separated the soul of Milko and hid the most dynamic and happiest part of it. I know how to make dwarves and how to transform elves into orcs, so I can use this flame to shape personality, traits, personality and even new souls. Ado, you and Dogian's souls are incomplete, and I have a way to make up for it now. I used to think that memory could form a human soul, but now I realize that I am wrong. Memory is just one aspect, feeling, emotion and personality traits are sometimes more important."

"You have to make a decision whether to make such a change. Your memory remains unchanged, but your personality will be richer than in the past, and thus will slowly bring your soul back to normal levels. I can't reverse this process, and once it starts, it will be permanent."

It can be seen that Adu was thinking very hard. He looked at Zhao Mai from time to time, and then looked at Dogian. "Adu!" He said, perhaps because he couldn't explain this clearly, so he waved his wand and asked the quill to help him write.

His handwriting is still crooked, but it is enough to see clearly. Ado believes that Dogian should undergo such a "surgery". He is willing to accompany Dogian, or do it first than Dogian, so that Zhao Mai can accumulate more experience. He hopes to leave more personality for Dogian and let her recover as soon as possible. As for himself, he just wants to be braver so that he can better protect everyone.
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