Derrick immediately withdrew his hand, as if he had touched a piece of red-hot soldering iron.

He lay down on the ground, twitching like being struck by lightning, his mouth couldn't close at all, and saliva dripped continuously.

After tens of seconds, Derrick finally came to his senses, closed the iron box again, and sealed it with a spiritual wall.

He stood up and took a sip of the cold water, already knowing that someone was monitoring him right now.

After an unknown amount of time, Derrick suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"Who?" He asked a little blankly.

A voice with a smile came from outside: "I, Dak, the exploration team has been released from isolation.

"Don't you really want to know about our experience this time?"

Dark? An image of the other party appeared in Derrick's mind:

He is of medium height and slightly fat. He is good at strength. He is an optimistic and cheerful boy with a bright smile. He is a classmate of general education and a teammate of the patrol team.

But after returning from exploring the half-destroyed temple of the "Fallen Creator" this time, he became deep and only smiled at everyone.

As soon as Derrick recalled the changes in Dak Riggins, Derrick shuddered, and his whole body felt chilly.

Why did he come to me suddenly? I just got out of quarantine, shouldn't I go home? Moments later, Derrick had many doubts in his heart.

Suddenly, he thought of a possibility: "Elder Lovia knew that I suspected that there had been a mutation in them, so he sent Dake to deal with me?"

Derrick was startled at first, full of fear, and then felt that this probably wasn't a bad thing:

Mr. Hanged Man said, "If you don't have a suitable audience who can testify for you, then you might as well use the Extraordinary who monitors you", and now, the monitor is in that corner, if Darke suddenly attacks me, he will definitely be exposed The fact that they have problems!

This way, even without using Mr. World's item, things can go smoothly!

Phew, Derrick turned his head and looked out the window.

At this moment, the frequency of lightning had dropped to the minimum, and it took a minute or two for a bolt to cross the sky and illuminate the mid-air. The entire world and the entire Silver City were in deep darkness most of the time.

If he was alone at home, Derrick would not dig out a candle and light it. He would lie quietly on the bed, thinking about all kinds of things.

Of course, he knows that this is actually more dangerous. If there is no light to dispel the darkness a little, monsters may suddenly appear even inside the City of Silver. Fear of something like this happening.

Boom boom boom! Duck knocked on the door three more times, seeming to urge the master.

He was not like this before, he was very polite... Derrick suddenly felt a strong sense of sadness.

He took out a candle from the wooden box, placed it in the center of the table, and rubbed his fingers together to create a golden flame.

The flame lit the candles, filling the room with a dim but warm brilliance, accompanied by a hint of pungent fragrance.

��The candles in the City of Silver are mainly made of the oil extracted from monsters, and the smells will be different due to different sources.

Taking a deep breath, Derrick walked to the door with strong vigilance and opened it.

"Why are you so slow?" Duck asked with a smile.

"Look for candles." Derrick responded.

He didn't dare to leave his back to the other party, and adopted the method of walking side by side, and walked back to the table with the classmate and teammate, and sat down separately. JrNovels.com