Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 391: 139. Thatched Toilet with Lamp_3

Hudson’s excitement successfully stirred up the emotions of the exploration team members.

They clamored to experience the huge difference brought by the barrier between them and the noise, one wall apart.

The novel experience of hearing the noise just by sticking their heads out, and getting rid of the noise just by retracting their heads, was incredibly thrilling, as if they were repeatedly probing the edge of death…

It could be described as playing with fire in a powder keg, to describe their adventurous behavior.

Miss Esme Smith did not stop the actions of the team members.

She took out her notebook and began to seriously record the experimental data, directing the exploration team members to carry out the experiments.

When it came to experimentation at sea, she was as passionate as her team of explorers.

Derek Davis coughed lightly, interrupting Miss Esme Smith’s operation, asking if they should move the ship away from the Eastern Region No.117, where the cargo ship was.

After thinking for a few seconds, Esme Smith gave a negative response.

“There’s no need to worry about the Imperial soldiers aboard the cargo ship catching up, Derek. Those who forcibly move in the Lost Sea Fog, whether people or ships, will be permanently lost and never be able to leave the fog. Besides, we have to wait here for the assistance sent by the Alchemy Cathedral.”

Derek thought about it and simply had his team members help the research team with their experiments at sea.

Noland Lee, avoiding the lively outer corridor, came to the quieter corridor near the stern of the ship.

He squinted at the grey mist in front of him, carefully observing every detail of the fog.

Ripples, fragmentation, floating…

The strange fog constantly changed its posture in the air but never drifted in the direction of the exploration ship.

the fog in Eastern Region No.117, but

extraordinary feature created

himself, and threw

[System Message:]

to use the deconstruction technique

points, allowing the degree of

“10 billion…”

twitched, dispelling the

lost sea fog would not cause any negative effects, or else

his chin, pondering for a

on himself, imitating the movements of the

he felt a refreshingly chilly sensation, like fine rain splashing on his

Lee took a deep breath, feeling no difficulty in

closely again, and even though his vision was blocked, and he couldn’t see peoples” shadows, he could hear the voices of the exploration team

arm into the fog and threw

the punch moved, the fog surged violently, but Noland Lee’s

The punch missed.

his backpack, and clicked

wide-eyed, hoping to see the flames

he was destined

strands of gray mist passed

the air

the alien space noise with his “Soul Shield” while trying to use

the noise of outer space, Noland

It was just too unpleasant

a dial-up modem sound would appear

being harmed by the

there was really no way to passively deconstruct the fog, it wasn’t too late to