The Rise of the Exotic Beast

"Wait, wait!"

Community warm, no one is ready to blast?

It's too warm.

At once ten thousand iron-eating beasts rolled through Yu's heart.

At the same time, he gave birth to three large words.

Exposed!

Most of them talked about the gravel, and they were finally discovered.

For this result, its real-time is long anticipated.

If there is a real impact, the cause will be investigated.

Although there is no camera at all in that part of the park, it is not difficult to find someone in this world of extraordinary power.

Breath reconnaissance, divination prediction, time backtracking... Some extraordinary creatures are no longer in a normal position to master these strange abilities.

"I hate it."

Shi Yu hated his curious character.

Next, he ran to the door in a melancholy mood.

If, according to the young physician, the incident did not seem to be bad, nor did he do anything illegal, and if the evidence found itself, what was said and chanted.

"The door is finally open."

When Yu opened the door, the outside of the cold sound, let time Yu dazzling.

Because the outside was not what he thought, there was a bunch of people in the department there, but there was only one person.

And this man, not his brainchild Street Committee tall sister, but a younger beautiful woman, probably in her twenties.

"This is the Wind Lion?!"

Time Yu didn't pay attention to her for too long, the first time she was attracted to the creatures next to her, it was a stupid wind lion, this wind lion seems really ready to burst the gate!

The Wind Lion is a Lion Dog-like creature, sitting nearly two meters tall, with fluffy white hair, majestic blue eyes, neck, limbs, body, long tail, all haunting black clouds, especially domineering.

[Name]: The Wind Lion

[Property]: Wind

[Racial hierarchy]:???

[Skills]:???

Since Shi Yu's hierarchy does not have access to higher-class transcendental creatures, at school he was only familiar with the data of race-class transcendental creatures.

As for the devil lion, obviously higher creatures, Time Yu has only seen its pictures, other data is not concerned.

However, among the extraordinary, dominating, monarchs, overlords, patron saints, myths, he speculated that the race of the storm lion should be in the dominion.

"Roar - -" The Wind Lion laughs.

"Introduce yourself, Lu Qingyi, Doctor of Archaeology, University of the Ancient Capital, member of the Donghuang Archaeological Association."

"I want to come and know something about you, and I hope you can work with it."

Doctor of Archaeology?

Or the ancient capital university, one of the nine universities?

Shi Yu looked at the young girl, a burst of liver pain.

How good a girl, except a little dark belly, why not open it, do something bad.

There is no future in archaeology!

"Go in when you, the unemployed traveller, and you will be trained as an orcist."

After each other's introduction, Shi Yu completely determined what was going on.

When I came to this world, I tore into things related to archaeology.

Shi Yu opened the gate, ready to be tortured.

Next, Shi Yu led Dr. Lu into the courtyard.

By this time the iron-eating beast had honestly stacked the steel plate and hid himself behind the tree.

The worm also drilled back into the bird cage, as if what had happened had nothing to do with it.

After entering the courtyard, Lu Qingyi and the Wind Lion gaze at the small iron-eating beasts behind the trees and at the cage of the green amniotic worms.

Then they looked back at the time.

"I said to you," The stone statue of the Society of the Imperial Orcs of Hiroshima is broken.

"I have no malice, you don't have to worry."

"I just wonder, did you hear the sound of the stone?"

Shi Yu: "That stone is a living creature?"

His counter-arithmetic is the question of acquiescence.

Lu Qingyi: "No, the stone is dead."

"Your talent is telepathy," according to your understanding, telepathy should only communicate with life. "

Tai Yu nodded, and he looked down, unfortunately, nothing new.

"However, there are exceptions to everything."

"Some of the dead that carry many life beliefs, beliefs, will, and emotions, through the baptism of time, are likely to be born 'spirits'."

"The Spirit" is a concept that has nothing to do with life, spirit, mind, soul, which archaeology calls' traces of history '.

"Only a very small percentage of telepaths with special talents have the chance to listen."

"Therefore, the archeologists who have mastered this kind of telepathic talent also call them 'those who can listen to history'."

Shi Yu said: "That is... I am that special talent?"

Lu Qingyi nodded: "It is a great talent to be able to hear the voice of history. In a long history, history has been repeatedly faulted, countless truths have been buried, and remains are the most important way for our modern people to learn about history."

"But these preserved remains, often protected by extraordinary forces, are difficult to decipher and find."

"And you can 'listen to the Voice of History', making it much easier than ordinary people to find or crack key information about the remains."

"This time, because you touched the 'spirit' of that stone statue, it brought an ancient relic to the surface, and the truth behind it could be implicated in the history of the ice sheet."

Tai Yu had a bad hunch and asked, "So the purpose of your search is..."

Lu Qingyi: "You are a talented, born archaeologist, I want to invite you..."

Impossible!!!

Absolutely impossible!!!

I can't do any more archaeological work in my life.

Make a little money, raise a giant panda, then find a beautiful girlfriend with her a lovely cat, go to a safe city happy, relaxed life is not good.

"I'm sorry... I'm not interested in archaeology."

"I don't want to join any archaeological association, I don't want to go to any archaeological university."

Lu Qing wondered, "Who said I would invite you to join the Archaeological Association?"

"Well?" No? "

"Your talent to join the Archaeological Society is wasted."

"Now the whole country, the known" can listen to the voice of history, "count you, only 11."

"Less than the number of legendary orcs, less than the number of domestic patron creatures, do you know what that means?"

"Invite you, another organization."

"And you don't have to be anxious to reject it. Men are creatures who are demographically wrong. Having this talent means that you must like the field, or you can't hear the stone statue."

Lu Qing went to the bird cage, looking at the green amniotic worm, a word to make the heart of the hard up.

Why? Why? Why is it all crossing?

Isn't your big eyebrow telepathic talent very common? How can I be stabbed in the back?