City of Usher.

When I saw the two elves, purple and white, beside the fireplace, I took the lead in hugging Alexander, who was the same color as me, without hesitation, and was extremely excited.

"Wow, I finally have the same kind!"

He hugged and rubbed for a while, took a step back, and said regretfully: "But, I think your original skin color is better."

Such a perfect bronze color, as long as he doesn't speak, plus the appearance bonus of the elf clan, he will be a tall and large man with a beautiful appearance!

"I feel so too." Dion, who was hit by her, sighed helplessly.

Nian Nian turned her head and was stunned: "Who are you?"

“…”

Dion rubbed his forehead and replaced his purple skin. He also deliberately slowed down the process so that he could see clearly every year.

"New skill?" Niannian jumped over and reached out and touched his arm.

"Well, there's something more interesting." Dion smiled.

The arm that was grabbed in the hand of Nian Nian snorted and swelled up a circle of fat. She looked in the direction of the fat and found a pretty white fat man.

"Can you still change your body shape? Why haven't you said it before?"

It was the first time that Alexander saw Dion using other skills effects other than dyeing. He looked at the three layers of fat on his belly and wanted to try it out. He even wanted to pinch the two white, tender and soft balls of his chest... Fat - Dion was still wearing an ancient Greek robe today, with full sides open and being supported like this, at least everything on his upper body could be seen.

Every year I really wanted to do it, and when she was close, she stretched out her claws, but she didn't want to just grab a layer of skin - the fat white man turned into a skinny and bone-shaped human-shaped pose again.

"Oh, too."

Dion returned to his original bodybuilding shape, bulged his chest muscles, and quickly let go of his hands every year, and was frightened by a red pockmarked face that suddenly approached.

"Dion!"

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't want to scare you."

Dion grabbed her and patted his face with his other hand. His face disappeared, but there were two curly mustaches on his lips, which turned up with his smile.

"childish."

Looking at the amused Nian and Alexander, Nick walked past the three people who were making trouble and sat in the lounge chair by the fireplace. He closed his eyes heavily and rested, and the silver knife spiraled between his fingers.

Dion raised his hand and pointed a peach blossom mole under the corner of his eyes, blinking at Nian Nian.

"If you don't have any useful skills, just show it off." Nick said slowly, aiming the tip of the knife at Dion's mole.

"This should be quite useful," Niannian looked at Dion's sharp ears, "After all, this is a game that mainly relies on appearance to distinguish races."

"It's revealed as soon as you take action, but it should be very convenient for someone to sneak around to sow seeds."

He turned his face every year and decided to ignore Nick's words and continued:

"From the current situation, this skill can at least save a lot of trouble."

On the way home, Nick briefly introduced the current situation to Niannian. Although the opposition between the two camps has been formed, the player group is not very involved. The elves live in a corner, and there is no need to choose a camp position. The existence of a very small number of individuals cannot become a common phenomenon and are accepted by everyone. Just look at Niannian's natives who are often regarded as slaves as descendants of slaves in the dwarfs, you can see that this strange color is still a bit inconvenient.

"It will be useless in the future." Nick responded.

"So," Dion retreated to the wall that could not be shined by the fire, and his whole body gradually merged into the air, as if he was invisible. "I'm developing some more useful methods."

Nick opened his eyes and looked at the corner where he disappeared without saying a word.

Alexander and Niannian shook their heads at the same time: "It's too obvious, the color is not right."

Dion smiled helplessly and walked back into the fire. At first glance, he thought it was a human-shaped wall and walked out.

"This kind of optical camouflage-like application is only suitable for scenes with simple colors," Alexander pushed his glasses, "and it is best not to have the elves present."

"If I hadn't had the enhanced color discrimination ability of the elves, I wouldn't have thought of this direction of application. I was still in the exploration stage for the time being and had great flaws."

Dion also agreed and restored his original appearance, summarizing:

"It can change skin color, weight loss and some appearance characteristics, but it cannot change bones, facial features and height. Overall, it is indeed not a very practical skill."

"It seems that the color of your clothes can be changed." Every year pointed at his robe.

"Well, I guess I'm afraid of inconvenience. After all, I can't let the player run naked." Dion sighed.

"Although you are almost like naked/running on weekdays."

Nick looked away and looked at Alexander: "Send a message to CRATT and ask the three of them to come back. If you drag it for a while, I'm afraid that the cy's man will be eaten by Mrs. Morgan."

"Hmm?" Niannian glared at him.

Didn’t this person say on the way that Qi Youfeng was taken to the workshop by Craft to pick up new defensive equipment, so he was not at home?

"Unless you have really confirmed it in person, how can we believe others' words?" Dion patted her head and explained.

"...so," Nian Nian was amused and crying, "You really think that the two of us are in a relationship crisis?"

"Because we all feel that it's not like you can do it when you run to pretend to be a couple for the sake of a task," Alexander said after posting the message, "especially if you have a stable partner."

Every year he touched his nose and muttered, "It seems to be a bit too much."

"It's a normal mentality to be arrogant because of favor, not an exaggeration." Nick waved his hand and said without caring about it.

"I think that the fussy attitude of you people is really too much, which will make Qi Youfeng feel rejected." Dion accused faintly.

"Then you go and enlighten him, stay here and wait for Cy to come back to do." Nick gave him a blank look.

"Of course it's because cy's mood is more important." Dion said frankly.

"You guys..." Every year, he looked at Dion smiling, then at Nick with disdain, and finally turned his eyes on Dion's face, "I have another problem."

"What's the problem?" Dion said gently.

"Can you change your skills?"

......

When Qi Youfeng, York and Craft came back, they were still pestering Dion and making noise every year. Alexander was extremely enthusiastic about listing feasibility plans. Although the bones cannot be changed, the transformation of the sex really has nothing to do with the bones.

In this regard, Dion ruthlessly revealed Alexander's background:

"You should look at Alexander's new skills, it's very cruel."

"Eh?" Niannian suddenly turned the gun head and pointed his eyes at Alexander with light, "Really?"

"Fake it!" Alexander said firmly, tilted his head to the left, pointing to the three people who had just walked into the living room, "Your Brother Feng is back."

"Brother Feng, are you okay?" Niannian went up and looked up and down.

Qi Youfeng roughly guessed some reasons, held her hand, shook her head and smiled, "Of course it's great, don't worry."

Every Nian leaned over with guilt, hugged his waist, and said sincerely: "Don't worry, I won't mess around, I'm just pretending."

"Well," Qi Youfeng looked at her eyes, and the grievance and resentment in his heart couldn't help but dissipate. He used his arms to hold her tightly, "I know."

"Okay, the crisis is lifted, come and talk about the serious business."

Nick interrupted the two of them and greeted.

Every year, they pulled Qi Youfeng over and sat on the floor by the fireplace together. Facing Qi Youfeng who was misunderstood, the members of the Christmas Clown Mercenary Group were without any guilt, but they did not continue to reject them. They calmly talked about their current situation as if nothing had happened.

"Sarah was sent to Salton Stein in the north by the dean of the Church Academy. She just finished fighting with the undead on the border - I hope she was not scratched. I guess after Eigberg's matter was resolved, the next principality with big moves will be there. She stayed there for the time being and was ready to go to Eigberg to help you at any time. I should contact you alone later."

"John heard that you were going to play an undercover game, and he also heard that the priests of the Church of the Church came to Usher and drove his new skills to listen to the corner. No, don't worry, his new skills are integrated into shadows, which are very suitable for peeping and listening. So if you two plan to do something, remember to turn on the lights and eliminate the shadows."

"The twins met a new friend on the way to cure the disease and save the patient. They hit it off at first sight and were enthusiastically accompanying this new mage named Walton to teach at the academy."

"how?"

Noting his sudden change in every second, Nick and Qi Youfeng looked at her at the same time.

"No, nothing." Niannian immediately came to her senses and shook her head.

Nick looked at her for a while, and then said:

"The twins said they suddenly became interested in caring for young people and were responsible for making the newcomer have fun in this world."

Every Nian breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "Thank you for their hard work."

Twins, or the person behind the twins, should know that person, after all, they are all very famous figures in their respective fields, but this basically confirms that Walton is indeed the Dr. Walton she knows.

What did he do in this world? Was he coming to find himself? How did he know that he was still "alive"? He...

Albert! It must be that guy who was inquiring about his situation, which aroused Dr. Walton's suspicion!

"Do we need to accompany that newcomer too?" Nick asked with a slightly frown.

"No, no," Niannian put this problem aside for the time being, and believed that the twins would help deal with it. Then he was a little worried, "They will not be in trouble, are they?"

"If you refer to the wanted warrant before, then you don't have to worry at all."

Nick used a knife to lift the badge of their mercenary group, and the clown's smiling face bloomed on the sharp blade.

"I registered the mercenary group in Ushe City and informed it to the priests of the human race through the mercenary union. Now it is so chaotic that no one will act rashly."

“Registered in Usher, that is…”

The city of Eshe is not a country, and there is no ruling institution that is clearly recognized by various countries.

"Registered under the Duke's Zijin City." Dion nodded and confirmed Nian's guess.
To be continued...