Chapter 21 Mom, let me teach you how to study
The night gradually thickened, as if a huge piece of black silk was slowly descending.
The whole world is shrouded in a mysterious silence.
The moonlight poured into the house through the gaps in the window like flowing water, filling every inch of space.
The mottled light and shadows dance on the walls, adding a touch of mystery to this quiet night.
Victoria sat on the edge of the bed, her face looking particularly soft in the moonlight.
She looked down at Ye Yan lying on her lap, her eyes full of tenderness and doting.
Ye Yan's small body curled up like a well-behaved kitten, feeling the warmth of his mother.
His eyes looked at the world curiously through the tiny crack between his mother's breasts.
"Ye Yan?"
Victoria murmured softly, her voice seemed to come from the distant sky, ethereal and ethereal.
Ye Yan raised his head and looked at his mother, with a gleam of doubt in his eyes.
"Mom, are you calling me?"
At this time, Ye Yan, who had evolved, had a crisp and tender voice.
It's like the sound of nature, making people want to protect him.
Victoria smiled and nodded. She reached out and gently stroked Ye Yan's newly grown white hair. The hair was soft and smooth, like the finest silk.
Her movements were gentle and warm, making Ye Yan feel extremely safe and comfortable.
"Do you like your current name?"
Victoria asked quietly, a hint of hesitation in her voice.
Hearing his mother's words, Ye Yan immediately broke into a bright smile. His eyes curved into crescent shapes, revealing two cute little canine teeth.
"Like it!"
He answered without hesitation.
"I like any name my mother gave me!"
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Hearing Ye Yan's words and looking at Ye Yan's innocent smile, a hint of hesitation flashed in Victoria's eyes.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
I saw my mother standing there in a daze, not moving a muscle.
Ye Yan pushed his mother's weak body with some worry.
Victoria came back to her senses. She shook her head slowly and said with a smile:
"Nothing, Xiaoyan."
"Mom was just wondering, if I gave you a real name, would you like it?"
Ye Yan's eyes immediately lit up, and he answered excitedly:
"Of course I like it! The name my mother gave me must be the best!"
Although Ye Yan didn't know the meaning of his real name or the use of having two names, in his mind, as long as it was given by his mother, he would always keep it.
He can do either.
"Yes, yes"
Victoria smiled a smile she had never had before, like an angel.
"Then mom, you need to think about it carefully."
"Ok!"
"Mom, think carefully, don't worry"
"good"
Victoria gradually got used to her current life and got used to Ye Yan being by her side.
"Mom will teach you Elvish"
"it is good!"
It was just dawn, and the morning light shone through the cracks in the goblin's lair, casting patches of light into a dim room.
The room was filled with all kinds of weapons, some of which were broken and some were rusty.
Each one seems to contain an unknown story.
"Pick out your favorite and handy weapon from here!"
The old goblin stood in front of a pile of weapons and shouted to the goblins who were watching.
Upon hearing this, the goblins rushed forward, wanting to choose a weapon that suits them.
One of the goblins, who had just emerged from his infancy, stared at the huge axe with a gleam of desire in his eyes.
He walked forward eagerly and tried to lift the axe, but found that he couldn't lift it at all.
In desperation, he could only settle for the next best option and chose the small axe next to the big axe.
"Hahahaha!"
Seeing this scene, a slightly rough-looking goblin couldn't help but burst out laughing.
He strode forward and lifted up the huge axe, causing the surrounding goblins to praise him.
"crunch, crunch"
Ye Yan looked around and looked at these weapons, and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.
Although there are many types of weapons, the overall quality is poor, they are obviously broken and have not been maintained.
It's like it was picked up.
It is far inferior to the Black Cleaver he "picked up".
But it still works.
Because it is completely black, it is particularly suitable for assassination, so Ye Yan named the dagger in his hand "Black Cut".
Moreover, Ye Yan discovered that the sharpness of this black cut was also top-notch, so he quite liked it.
His vision is still as good as ever!
Ye Yan looked at the weapons nearby.
Without hesitation, choose a few lightweight weapons.
Tie several small knives to your thighs.
Take a few more daggers and hang them on your waist.
I originally wanted the bow and arrow, but after thinking about it, I gave up.
The bows here are of such poor quality, with signs of damage all over them.
Extremely lack of maintenance.
Maybe after pulling it a few times, the string will break.
It would be better if he threw flying knives, which would cause more damage.
Ye Yan did not take the remaining ones.
A weapon that is too big is just a burden for someone like Ye Yan who is good at assassination.
Not conducive to his actions.
However, there are even guns.
Ye Yan went up and picked up a pistol from the ground in the gloomy corner.
Click!
In just a moment, Ye Yan simply disassembled the gun.
I found that the craftsmanship of the gun was not very sophisticated, and even a bit primitive.
There were three bullets on it.
These goblins don't seem to know the importance of this bullet.
There are only a few bullets in a pile of pistols.
Very tasteless.
Especially, in a world like this.
Ye Yan could feel it in a head-on confrontation.
Just watch the muzzle of the gun and the timing of your finger pulling the trigger.
Dodging ordinary pistol bullets is not a big problem.
In other words, ordinary firearms do not pose a threat to some powerful people.
Of course, if there is a sniper rifle, it will be different.
What a pity, I didn't find anything like this when I looked around.
Even if there is, I'm afraid we don't know where these goblins threw it to.
They seemed unaware of the value of these hot weapons, and even the pistols were thrown aside casually.
"Have you chosen?"
As if to remind him, the old goblin reminded Ye Yan carefully:
"Those humans out there are very cunning. You can get some more weapons."
Indeed, all the other goblins were holding swords and axes.
But he held a dagger in one hand and the other hand was empty?
"enough"
Ye Yan did not explain, and there was no need to explain to them.
“Yes, that’s enough for it.”
At this moment, the goblin's weird voice came from beside him.
"Hehe, it's all for free to these goblins anyway."
They were the goblins who were on patrol with him.
That green face was full of Ye Yan's disdain.
"If we take too much and die, we will have to bring the weapons back!"
"You think so?"
The goblin shouted at the goblin behind him.
"Yes!"
The goblin behind him echoed:
"Hahahaha!"
(End of this chapter)