Chapter 2429 Memory Fading

Although it was a bumpy ride, after the mission to defeat the giant toad was completed, Kazuma had accumulated three skill points. Now he was worrying about how to choose skills. He would definitely not be satisfied with being a businessman. He wanted to choose combat skills, but how to choose?

At this time, a thief girl at the next table suggested: "Why not choose thief skills from the optional skills? Thieves' skills are not weak. Perception, trap removal, lurking, and theft are all very useful in dungeon exploration. Learning them is like making a profit." The suggestion of the thief girl next door was very much to Kazuma's taste.

There was already an iron triangle in the team, attracting hatred, damage output, and treatment, so there was no need for him to choose again. Moreover, he was not very good at fighting the enemy head-on, so he did not choose the swordsman. The auxiliary profession of thief seemed good.

Immediately look for the optional skills of the thief in the card. Three points can learn three skills.

Perception, lurking, and theft look good.

Perception is to perceive the enemy, lurking is to make the enemy unable to find you, and theft is to randomly steal any items from the enemy according to your luck value.

The skill of stealing looks very overbearing, and it also needs to be matched with luck. It is a skill tailor-made for Kazuma. His luck is the strongest among all the attributes.

The thief girl was very happy to see Kazuma follow her recommendation and choose the thief skill: "Let's compare the skills of stealing."

"Okay." Kazuma really wanted to know what the skills in this world were. Just after clicking the skill points, it seemed that something in his body awakened. It was very wonderful. It must be something very important.

"I'm coming." The thief girl stretched out her hand, and Kazuma felt that his wallet was gone, and the thin and pitiful burden appeared in the other's hand.

"Oh." Theft is so magical. It steals things without anyone noticing. Speaking of which, his luck is so high, he must be able to steal something very important.

The girl also asked Kazuma to do it: "It's your turn. No matter what's on your body or in your hand, you just need to use the skill."

"Theft." Kazuma was not polite. In an instant, he grasped the holy light.

It was a matter of a moment. I only felt a piece of cloth product with residual warmth in my hand. It was as light as a handkerchief, but since it was hit by the holy light, it must be something not suitable for children.

It was the damn holy light again. The men around wanted to see what Kazuma had stolen that made the girl so shy. Damn, they couldn't see it.

"No, the holy light has deprived me of my imagination. I can't imagine it. I could imagine everything with just one look before. Now my imagination has been wiped out by the holy light. I can't imagine what he has in his hand. I'm going to die." A strong man knelt on the ground in pain. He couldn't see through the holy light for a long time. The colored things in his memory were fading, and his memory was getting fainter and fainter. If there was no new color memory to supplement, sooner or later he would forget everything.

The other men were also very uncomfortable, and Kazuma also realized the problem. Yes, he couldn't imagine what color or style the thing in his hand was. He couldn't imagine anything. There was only a piece of holy light.

No, Kazuma rushed out. He couldn't forget, absolutely couldn't forget, so he rushed to the clothing store and rushed to the counter of Fat Ci, but there was still a holy light.

"The most important thing in my mind is going to disappear." Those skills and residual memories learned from 18+ games and 18+ movies are fading, and those little secrets are fading into holy light. One day, he will hold Fat Ci in his hand and sigh in vain. Facing the graceful woman, he will forget the most primitive impulse of men, and only the holy light will remain in his mind.

Learning without thinking is useless, and thinking without learning is dangerous. Memory needs to be repeated and strengthened, but in this novice village shrouded in holy light, men have lost the possibility of review. Their previous memories will gradually fade, and finally completely forget all the products of color, and eliminate pornography from the root.

"Young man, this thing is for you." When Kazuma was walking on the street desperately like a zombie, a thin man with a similar expression to him gave Kazuma a stone carving with simple lines on it, but it only took a moment for Kazuma to know that the lines were a representation of color.

The triangle represents fat ci, the s line represents the curve, and the circle certainly does not represent a hydrogen atom. Tears fell, "My associative ability has not completely faded." Crying.

"Fellow countrymen, join us, join our ONE organization, let us defeat the Holy Light together and take back our power to do things." The man said.

Kazuma nodded repeatedly with tears streaming down his face.

"What's wrong with him?" The goddess looked at Kazuma crying on the street with disdain.

The great wizard Huihui and the great knight Darkness both shook their heads to show that they did not understand the man's thoughts.

"Oh, because of the Holy Light, they can't get new memories, and the old memories are fading, which means that their ability to do things is getting weaker and weaker, so they are so sad." Duran popped up again to explain: "There are always a group of stubborn people who are unwilling to accept my arrangements."

The goddess suddenly understood everything: "So that's why I see that the men in the city are not in spirit."

"It's not that they are completely without spirit. Some of them are very spirited. They can reach the state of color is emptiness through training, and then the holy light in their eyes will naturally disappear."

"So that's how it is. Holy Light is really unfathomable." The goddess nodded repeatedly.

Darkness looked at Duran and asked, "Excuse me, did you say that knights should carry shields?"

"I mean before getting full plate armor, knights can carry a shield."

Darkness said, "Do you have any good suggestions?"

"You want to carry a shield?"

"No, I just want to understand. Carrying a shield is not suitable for me. I like the feeling of being hit by monsters. That kind of pain is the best reward for knights. I enjoy it. If I carry a shield, I can't enjoy the feeling of punching flesh." The female knight became more and more excited.

"Who says you can't enjoy being beaten by monsters if you have a shield? What is a shield? A shield is not only armor, but also a means to increase the monster's attack power. Monsters will increase their attack power when they see you holding a shield, so that when the attack hits you, the power will be greater. Darkness, you have to learn to be patient. The spirit of a knight lies in patience. Only after patience can you reap better rewards." Duran said solemnly in a heroic tone, looking at the masochistic female knight uprightly: "If you want to be in ecstasy, you must first learn to be patient, otherwise you will never reach the highest level of masochism."

Is this the hero's teaching? Darkness suddenly realized that the shield is not to reduce the enemy's damage, but to increase the enemy's damage, and ultimately to achieve unprecedented satisfaction for herself.

"My Lord Paladin, I want to hold a shield!" The female knight changed her mind instantly. She figured it out. She wanted to pursue the highest level of satisfaction.