Sword and Magic and Taxi

　　 "So, you are the new animal trainer? I thought he would be a more experienced guy." The butler of Tai Xi'an frowned, squinted, and looked up and down at the young man in front of him. He does look like a slave, his body has gone through the wind and sun and hard work, but the older the animal trainer is, the more experienced he can handle various situations. The one in front of me is in his twenties. What can he do?

　　 "It turns out that you prefer someone who looks more experienced than someone who is actually more capable." Zhao Mai sniffed, showing his buck teeth, and put on a silly smile. He didn't like this alteration, it looked like his intelligence had been reduced by two levels. However, Cotande has repeatedly ensured that this disguise is safe and that there is no risk of being exposed, but it may increase the number of whippings.

　　 Sure enough, he claimed to be a normal person, but in his heart he thought that he was a higher level person, and he did not want to talk too much with his seemingly stupid kind. The butler turned his gaze to the slave merchant next to him, lingered on his cocked buttocks for three points, and then said: "If it hadn’t been because the recent slaves had all been taken up to serve Lord Witch King, leading to excessive famine in the market, I’m I won't buy such a trainer."

　　 "Yes, an animal trainer is very popular now." The merchant gently rubbed the butler's hairy hand, and said in a close tone: "I know you always take care of me."

　　 Looking at these two men with eyebrows, Zhao Maiqiang resisted the nausea, but still looked silly, waiting to be taken into the manor in Taixi. Unexpectedly, after a big circle in Tyre, he eventually returned here and became a slave under the name of Tai Xi'an. But after hearing that Rikas had lost his right hand, he immediately gave up the idea of ​​going to the halfling forest to see the biological abilities, and very firmly asked to come to the gladiator camp.

　　 The incident of Ricas losing his hand gave him a lot of enlightenment, and by analyzing the behavior of the tauren, he inferred some rules. For example, first he understood that "history" and "events" can be changed, but they cannot be carried out roughly. There must be a consideration of "degree". It is possible to chop off one of Ricas's arms, but it is definitely impossible to chop off two that makes him completely unable to throw, or kill Ricas. Perhaps it was not in the interest of the tauren, or perhaps the planetary will would prevent this. Therefore, it is very important to master a "degree".

　　Second, the reason why the fate gold coin is named as fate instead of "crossing" the gold coin may be related to the changed "historical event" and the "destiny" of the people in it. The Tauren’s motive is to collect more destiny gold coins. Knowing this and analyzing his actions, he can deduce the method of behavior he obeyed. If it is purely to make the biggest change, then killing the slave Likas is the easiest way to directly prevent the assassination of the Witch King. Or warn the Witch King about this, strengthen defenses, and even just erect a low wall in front of the Witch King’s stand that day, and the history will be completely revised.

　　 But the tauren didn't do this, he only needed one of Ricas's right hand. He also didn't fill Xiaowei with bombs, and then buried the Masked League in the underground ruins. Zhao Mai can only understand that what outsiders like them can do is restricted, and may not be able to do things "absolutely."

　　History has its inertia, and the will of the planet also requires the Witch King to be killed. Looking at the level of the entire world, Zhao Mai regards himself and the tauren as "external forces", and the interference they make requires correction and compensation by the world. Zhao Mai has already seen the power of the planet's will to disturb the destiny, perhaps this is the most essential force produced by the destiny gold coin.

　　 More destiny gold coins are liked by everyone, but at the beginning of a malicious collision in the empty passage, the tauren has become Zhao Mai’s enemy. So for the tauren, Zhao Mai's dictionary does not have the option of "turn around and go away and watch the tide go up and down", only "dead".

　　 Although the general trend of history seems to have reached a dead end, there is still a glimmer of hope. Zhao Mai thought that the death of the trainer was just a coincidence, and it might be a ray of hope. He wanted to return to the protagonist of the event. It was his best choice to become a trainer, and then the opportunity came. Could it be that he can become a gladiator by his physical fitness and fighting ability, and then be beaten to death as a training opponent? As an animal trainer, he can still rely on the druid's ability anyway.

There is only a wall between the animal pen and the training ground. Five round-shell beetles and seven desert war lizards occupy the two largest animal pens. There is also a single concrete cage with three black scale ghost lizards, one more vicious, A terrible predator who acts at night and is said to be invisible.

　　 "Griffin, you call it this name, right?" The butler followed Zhao Mai, raised his hand and pointed to the cage in front of him. "These are the things you have to serve. Let them move, produce honey, fight, and the master has to do whatever the master wants. When I'm away, you just listen to the gladiator trainer Posey, understand?"

　　 "Of course." Zhao Mai showed a harmless smile.

　　 "Okay, don't die so fast. It is troublesome to buy another animal trainer." The butler shook his hand, reluctant to stay in this place full of the smell of beasts for a moment, clutching his nose and walked away.

　　 It's OK, the first thing to do is to communicate with these creatures. Zhao Mai stood in front of the beetle's enclosure. Three of them are very familiar, and you can make sure that you bought them from the market.

　　 The scene of being robbed by a templar and becoming a slave seems to have been yesterday, but the suffering on his body seems to have been going on for a year. But these round-shell beetles have been taken care of, and their daily life is to eat, produce honey, and be beaten by gladiators. Zhao Mai hooked up to the beetle, using the Druid's natural force skills to try to understand the animal's thoughts and establish emotional communication.

　　 The round-shell beetle shook the antennae on its head, and the six finger-like limbs around its mouth couldn't open and close, and the sticky sandy mucus slowly dripped. The beetle looked at Zhao Mai with her small round eyes, looking very well-behaved.

　　 But Zhao Mai always has a strange feeling of anxiety. At this moment, he received a hint of soul. ‘Come here, animal trainer, I will show you something good. ’

　　 Zhao Mai looked at the round-shell beetle in surprise. It was the first time he knew that this kind of creature had psychic powers! Generally speaking, only creatures with sufficient intelligence can produce imagination and thus produce psychic powers. Moreover, there must be a correct training method and a certain medium.

　　 Being able to communicate with psychic powers, of course, will be more convenient than the emotional communication established by the force, and the information conveyed is more accurate and rich. But why would these round-shell beetles let the trainer in?

　　 He immediately thought of the deaths of the previous three animal trainers. Didn’t they be eaten by the round-shell beetle? Now look at their blinking small round eyes, which clearly flashed with cunning and gluttonous looks. It is no wonder that the feedback from the Force of Nature made him uncomfortable.

　　Ha, I just don’t know how smart these round-shell beetles are! Using natural force and psychic powers to affect beasts at the same time is a brand new thing for both the Psion and the Druid.

　　 After thinking about it, Zhao Mai ~www.NovelMTL.com~ changed his strategy. The message sent by the Force of Nature changed from "friendly" to "surrender", and then he inserted into the telekinesis of the round shell beetle. ‘Do you want to eat me? Do you want to eat the invincible king? ’

　　 The round-shell beetle twisted and looked at each other, ‘he will also speak in his head’, ‘like? food? ’Such information is constantly being exchanged.

　　‘You are in the world of your mind, you can never eat me, but I can eat you. Zhao Mai said.

　　‘We don’t believe it, we can’t eat you if we don’t believe it. ’

　　‘Well, think about it. You come to eat me, I step back, you can't eat me. ’

　　 The round beetle shook his head: ‘I’m faster than you, I chase you, I eat you. ’

　　‘Every time you shorten the distance between you and me, I am also moving, so I create a new distance, right? ’

　　‘Yes, you can move a little bit. ’The round-shell beetle is covered.

　　‘When you pursued the new distance I created last time, I moved again, creating a new distance again. ’

'this is correct. ’

　　‘So every time you shorten the remaining distance, I will create a new remaining distance, time after time, and keep looping, so you will never catch up with me. Unless you can teleport, will you teleport? ’

　　 The round shell beetle did not answer, its mind was completely confused. This question about the limits of mathematics completely exceeded its ability to understand. Soon, trying to solve the paradox consumed their own psychic powers. Zhao Mai took advantage of the void and added the role of natural force:

　　‘The king, the king who will never catch up. "The round shell beetle surrenders to the road~www.NovelMTL.com~ welcome book friends to visit and read, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all at ~www.NovelMTL.com~ mobile phone users, please go to read.