After two nights of exploration, Lumian discovered that the monsters in the outer area of the Dream Ruins were not as much as he had imagined.
After he got rid of the skinless monster, shotgun monster, and monster with black marks, he circled around like this, and never encountered any targets for hunting, only found a few pieces of flesh and blood that could still wriggle to a certain extent.
Their only function is presumably to act as food.
And Lumian had already discovered that he didn't need to eat in his dreams.
Every time he came in, he was full of energy and did not feel hungry, and after exploring or fighting for a while, as his spirit was consumed and his fatigue deepened, he would have a state similar to hunger, but it was quite slight, and he did not need to replenish his energy.
When this hunger became a bit impossible to ignore, Lumian's spirituality and physical strength were often exhausted, and the whole person was very tired and needed to get out of the dream.
After eating and "recuperating" in reality, he will be full of energy again next time, without any hunger.
During the exploration, Lumian searched for various collapsed buildings while observing the environment, and found some coins, but not many, and the total was no more than one golden louis.
and there are only a few small blue books with words.
As a last resort, Lumian tried to go deep into the ruins.
He slowly penetrated through the faint gray mist, the gloomy environment, or the collapsed or remaining walls.
Suddenly, he found a set of shallow and strange footprints.
It's hard to even say that this is a footprint, because the one on the left is normal, but the one on the right corresponds to the marks left after the palm is pressed.
Another monster? Lumian followed the footprints quietly, not forgetting to look around along the way, imagining the most suitable battle scenes for different environments.
Finally, he heard a little movement, so he stopped moving forward, made a slight circle and climbed to the top of a collapsed building, covering his body with messy and heavy stones.
Immediately afterwards, Lumian carefully poked out part of his head and looked at the place where the sound came from.
It was a very clean wasteland without any clutter, and in the center stood a guy who didn't know if he could be called a human.
"He" looks like a person at a rough glance, but when you look closely, it is full of all kinds of incongruities:
Two eyes grow at the nose, above is the mouth, below is a pair of ears, the nose is embedded in the edge of the temple, one leg and one hand appear in the corresponding area of the shoulder, and the waist down is also a leg and a hand, the whole seems to be made up of different parts of human beings.
This made Lumian instantly understand why the footprints he was tracking looked like that.
At this time, the monster was wearing the brown bolero and dark blue trousers commonly worn by the people at the bottom of Intis, without shoes or hats, and walking back and forth on the wasteland.
Lumian was not in a hurry to hunt and patiently began to observe.
Not long after, the monster raised its arms and took a pose with its body bent back and its head touching the ground.
Good flexibility for dancing...... Lumian sneered in his heart.
As soon as he flashed such a thought, the monster really danced.
Its movements are sometimes sonorous and powerful, sometimes beautiful and soft, sometimes bizarre and outrageous, but they are all very rhythmic.
More importantly, the guy seems to have no bones, his arms can be folded in reverse to his back, and his legs and arms below can even be wrapped around each other.
As the prank king of Koldu Village, Lumian instantly thought of what kind of nickname the other party could have:
Noodle man!
Based on what he had just discovered, he had a corresponding plan for the next battle:
"You can't think that you can dodge the attack by flashing behind the target, the noodle man can be completely consistent......
"Be careful of the snake strangle......
"I'm not sure if it's important, but since it has a head, cut off the head first......"
As his thoughts raced, the monster's dance became more and more intense, and from time to time he spread his arms and legs, jumping upwards, as if to embrace the sky.
Lumian was a little infected, and he wanted to twist his body and jump around.
He couldn't help but bring up a melody in his mind that his sister often played:
Move and hit......
Suddenly, Lumian felt a little hot in his left chest, and there were faintly illusory words echoing in his ears that were almost non-existent.
This made his scalp tingle slightly, and his body trembled slightly, as if he would hear the mysterious voice that made him on the verge of losing control in the next second.
Belch...... Lumian hurriedly pulled open the leather jacket with his free left hand, unbuttoned the inner gray and white cotton shirt, and looked down at his chest.
He saw the black thorn symbol that locked his heart prominent again, and the blue-black symbol suspected to be an eye and a bug slowly emerged, pressing on the former.
Lumian was startled at first, and then thought one after another:
"I didn't meditate, let alone stay in that state for a few seconds......
"Inspired by the dance of 'Noodle Man'?
"His dance involves mystical realms and contains extraordinary powers?
"Fortunately, when the thorn symbol is stimulated in this way, the terrifying sound is almost inaudible, so that it doesn't make me on the verge of death and go completely out of control, but my head will throb and I can't stop the slight trembling of my body, uh, my spirit is a bit confused......"
After Lumian became a "hunter", he had not tried to meditate in his dreams again to show his specialness, because he felt that the risk was much greater than before.
Before, he was near death, just slow down, but now, in a dying state, he is likely to lose control, which cannot be saved!
Moreover, he suspected that if he heard too much of that mysterious and terrifying voice, even if he was lucky enough not to die or lose control as a monster, he would still be left with an incurable mental illness.
It's not that there is no other way, he won't take any more risks.
That is, two or three seconds later, Lumian was no longer surprised and stunned by the thorn symbol being stimulated by the dance of the "Noodle Man", and his heart was filled with indescribable joy.
Now in this bad state, he can completely bear it!
"So, is it possible that I learned this 'noodle man' dance, when hunting powerful monsters, I jumped to a section in advance, stimulated, uh, not completely stimulated my own specialness in the dream, and then rushed to the shocked target, a few times to solve it?
"Even if you rely on dance, the 'special' can't be fully stimulated, it should have some effect, I don't expect the target to give up resistance like a shotgun monster, it is enough to greatly weaken them......" Lumian thought rushed over, the more he looked at the dancing "Noodle Man", the more pleasing it became.
What eyes grow on the nose, what mouth is high on the forehead, what acts as an arm on one leg, how can there be a magical dance that looks good?
In an instant, Lumian developed a strong "love for talent" and found a reason:
"Aurore said that talents cannot be selected according to unified standards, so why do they have to be humans and not monsters?"
He decided not to hunt the "noodle man" before learning that kind of dance, and came to observe it several times every night, trying to master it as soon as possible.
Of course, he now plans to use the other party to conduct an experiment first:
He wanted to see what effect the "special" that was not fully stimulated would affect the monster!
Lumian quickly made a decision, unbuttoned his clothes, bare his left chest, and jumped from the collapsed house to the wasteland.
The dance of "Noodle Man" suddenly came to an abrupt end.
It started shivering.
It turned to Lumian and crawled down, lying on the ground.
Lumian stopped, no longer trying to get closer, keeping a safe enough distance.
The "noodle man" was motionless.
Lumian nodded slightly, and said to himself in his heart:
"Even in the face of 'special' that is not fully activated, this lower-level monster will directly give up resistance and show surrender......
"I don't know what will happen to those who are at a higher level or have extraordinary characteristics......
"What is certain is that the effect is not so good......"
Lumian looked at the "Noodle Man" and smiled:
"Come on, jump one more."
The "noodle man" didn't dare to look up, and he didn't know if he understood what Lumian was saying.
Seeing that the good words were ineffective, Lumian increased his tone:
"Quick, give your grandfather another dance!"
The "noodle man" trembled all over and was still crawling.
Monsters don't understand human language? So what do you use to communicate with it? Lumian was a little helpless.
He was learning and selling, and said with a few Hermes words he had just mastered:
"Me.
"Need ......"
Lumian couldn't say anything later, and began to dance with body movements.
The monster didn't even look at him, and pressed its face against the dirt of the wasteland.
"Are you a fool?" Lumian couldn't help but scold.
He himself felt that his scolding was unreasonable, after all, among the few monsters before and after, which one was not stupid?
The shotgun monster with the most combat intelligence was also suppressed by human IQ!
At this moment, Lumian felt the slight heat in his chest disappear.
He instinctively lowered his head and saw that the thorn symbol and the blue-black symbol disappeared at the same time.
Almost instantly, Lumian set his sights on the "noodle man".
The "noodle man" also raised his head and looked at him with eyes that grew at the nose.
One person and one monster, you look at me, I look at you, and I am stunned for a second.
Kicking and kicking, Lumian turned his body and ran away.
The "noodle man" jumped up and chased after him viciously.
Lumian was very familiar with his surroundings, running faster than the monster with uncoordinated legs and hands, so he easily shook it off and circled back to the wasteland, hiding in its original position.
He didn't run away because he was afraid of the other party, but he was worried that he would really start fighting and couldn't stop it, and he didn't know if he could find another "noodle man" who could dance in the ruins of the dream.
Until he learned that mysterious dance, he did not plan to hunt this strange monster.
After waiting for a while, Lumian saw the "Noodle Man" return to this area.
He nodded and said to himself silently:
"Sure enough, monsters have their own 'territory' and are used to moving around somewhere or patrolling along a certain route......
"This is very similar to the beast......"
Next, Lumian patiently waited for the dance that might not be possible.
After nearly two hours, he had been spiritually exhausted and had some hunger.
The "noodle man" who had been resting for a long time walked to the center of the wasteland and raised his arms and legs.
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(End of this chapter)