Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 389: 139. Lighting up the thatched toilet

Noland Lee handed out the magic scrolls, two per person, one for “Mental Shield” and one for “Soul Shield.”

Seeing this, Derek Davis patted his chest and promised that he would include the cost of the magic scrolls when distributing the spoils of war.

With the magic scrolls that could protect their minds and souls, the pressure in everyone’s hearts eased slightly. However, as the “shasha” noise in their ears worsened, a sense of oppression gathered in the cabin.

“How long until we’re out of this sea area?” Derek asked Hudson who was steering the ship.

“About 20 minutes.” Hudson complained:

“Damn it, is the range of that communication ritual with outer space so big? We’re at least 10 kilometers away from the cargo ship now, but we can still hear this damned alien space noise.”

The other team members also started to complain. Some tried covering their ears with their hands, but it was useless.

That “shasha” noise didn’t seem to be transmitted through air vibrations.

Blocking one’s ears, or encasing oneself in a fully sealed, soundproof cabin, still allowed them to hear the noise from outer space.

This eerie phenomenon frightened the alchemists who had heard the alien space noise for the first time.

Fortunately, the magic scrolls Noland Lee gave them were useful.

A few of the younger Golden Merchant’s Swords, driven by curiosity, used the recently acquired magic scrolls, immediately banishing the alien space noise from their minds.

However, the duration of the shield was very limited.

During the shield’s duration, they experienced a long-missed sense of peace and tranquility.

A minute later, when the shield’s duration expired, the quiet minds were suddenly assaulted by the alien space noise.

made the Golden Merchants’ Swords’ scalp tingle and their eyebrows twitch, making them feel

pay the price for their curious actions, reaching into their

prepared

sea. The noise became high and

“It’s so annoying…”

vomiting…my

stomach is cramping…it feels like a worm is going to

like there are little bugs crawling in my

“yue…”

swaying of the ship, caused the sea-experienced investigation team members to feel seasick. The Golden Merchants’ Swords were even

chairs, trying to keep calm, some vomited out the window,

them to activate

cabin. The Golden Merchant’s Swords transformed into armored bears, and the exploration team

felt better, but they were still affected by the

making a sound. Some of them used the magic scrolls in a hurry, looking better for a moment before their faces turned

Hudson, Miss Esme Smith, and Noland Lee were the only ones able to remain standing on the

to resist the noise pollution, while Noland relied on the

Noland conducted a test.

“Soul Shield” on himself

limited, reducing the noise level

against the alien space noise and could completely

the “Soul Shield,” and his

the so-called alien space noise did indeed

for why the effect of “Soul Shield” was so much stronger than “Mental Shield,” Noland couldn’t figure

confirming the excellent effect of “Soul Shield,” Noland tried to remove the shield, allowing himself to experience the power of alien space noise firsthand, to see

“Shasha, shasha,”

“Beep, ba-bump, beep, ba-bump,”