Anne was very anxious to leave...Surman was a little puzzled. The other party didn't seem to have discovered his identity or Ibis's true identity. It was really confusing. Why did she run so urgently?

Soon, Surman no longer struggled with this issue.

He led Ebis downstairs to the table where Anne said the ritual materials were placed.

Outside the convex window, the morning sun shines in, shining on the two materials on the table, which are things contained in glass bottles.

Surman stepped forward and checked it carefully. There was no problem with the spiritual material, which fully met his requirements.

"The heart buds of an ancient oak tree and three water spirit crystals... The latter weighs about 30 grams, that is, one water spirit crystal, which weighs about 10 grams." Surman made detailed confirmation based on the things on the bottle. After all, this ceremony was prepared for Ibis.

In case of a mistake, Surman will lose a very useful maid......Ahem, it should be said to be a reliable assistant! He stressed silently in his heart. The next second, Surman looked up at the blonde girl and said to her with a smile: "It seems that our materials are ready and we can hold a ceremony for you soon."

"What is the content of the ceremony?" Ibis was a little nervous, after all, it was the first time in his life.

"It doesn't matter to tell you in advance, after all, there is a small request for your upcoming ceremony." Surman recalled the content of his previous life, confirmed the promotion requirements of the Secret Master, and told it to Ibis-

“When performing the ritual, you have to stay in place with more than 10 audience perceptions, that is, they think you are in place, and at the same time, you need to step into the virtual world and do a very short body shuttle… well, you can understand it as a trip.”

"Of course, you don't have the ability to break into the virtual world at the moment...and I don't have it either, after all, your career is not in line with you."

"But there is no big problem, because the function of this ritual itself is to allow you to complete a shuttle with the body of an ordinary person."

"When you are traveling through the virtual world, you will be infected by information states, thus meeting the promotion conditions for the 'Master' profession. This is the heart bud of the ancient oak tree. The main function of this spiritual material is to protect you from being completely infected by spiritual information and lose consciousness...that will lead to the failure of the promotion ceremony."

Looking at Ebis, who was a little scared by his explanation, Surman raised his lips and showed a "comfortable" smile:

"Don't worry, I'll follow you to perform the ceremony."

"If something happens, trust me, there are enough ways to stop the trouble..."

Surman also has a picture in his hand, which originated from the "Transformation Talisman" left to him by the mage after the end of "The Legend of Algas". With the power of that talisman, it is not a problem to ensure that the safety of the two people is not a problem.

Even if Yibis' promotion ceremony fails, she can guarantee her life.

The only problem is that it will consume Surman's trump card, and considering his own interests, Surman definitely hopes that she can succeed in one go.

Fortunately, this is not a ritual for advancing to the second level, but a professional ritual for entering the extraordinary field... The difficulty is very small. Everything Surman did is just to deal with the theoretical, less than one ten thousand unexpected probability.

After all, it is a world full of fantasy power, and no one can guarantee that it will be foolproof...

Surman cannot guarantee that there is no surprise, but he can accumulate trump cards, which corresponds to the risks brought by accidents.

"I understand, then...will we go there to find more than 10 audiences?" Ebis couldn't help but be curious.

In response, Surman smiled slightly, and pointed to the simple home clothes on Ibis.

Under the latter's question marks, Surman coughed gently—

"You can change into a dress for the evening gown, well, prepare for a noble party tonight."

"It is the 'target' held by ancient nobles to attract others..."

"Isn't that stage a great place? By the way, you should at least deserve my identity when you dress up beautifully."

The words before him made Yibis quite agree with it, until he revealed his nature, which made Yibis roll his eyes and glar at Surman fiercely. The next moment, Yibis threw the back of his head and turned around and walked towards the dormitory.

................

At night, Huangdian District, Moslian House.

With the sound of the axle wheels of the carriage driving on the concrete road, In the carriage, Surman looked at the blond girl sitting opposite him, obviously dressed up carefully, and was more charming than before, and extremely eye-catching.

"You will definitely be able to gain more than 10 viewers' attention tonight..." Surman exclaimed.

Yibis raised her eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth were unaware of it. Even the most mature girl could not help but feel happy when she heard others praise her. What's more, the praise came from the "family" she knew, which seemed even more sincere.

"I dressed like this just to deserve your identity?" Yibis put away his smile and said to him.

The petty woman...Surman muttered in her heart, and the carriage stopped and the two got off together.

There is still a magnificent hall ahead. The weather is very good tonight, and there is no usual snow or ice rain.

There were only thin dark clouds that blocked the glory of the silver moon. With the help of the gas lamps on both sides of the street, Surman could see celebrities and merchants dressed in similar styles and headed to the hall together. However, Ebis beside him was indeed dazzling. Even when he stood at the entrance, Surman felt the regularity and his eyes fell on him.

Seeing this, Surman reached out to hold the waist of the beau next to him. The latter obviously had a stiff body, and there was a sign of wanting to struggle.

The most disgusting thing is that Surman's hand gently scratched his lower abdomen, with a sense of heat and itchy touch, which made Ebis understand that it was inconvenient for them to resist under the gaze of everyone. For a moment, a faint blush climbed up on her face. Ebis could only turn his head and glared at Surman fiercely.

But the distance between the two was too close. Ibis turned his head and not only did not work, but the breath she exhaled, with the faint body fragrance of the girl, drifted into Surman's nose. The smell was very light, but it made people feel a little excited.

Fortunately, Surman was very determined. He just held her right hand and scratched her to show punishment. Then he half-held Ebis, who was weak on his legs, and the two of them walked into the hall as if nothing had happened.

"Mr. Surman, the Moslian family welcomes you."

As soon as he entered the hall, Scarthy, who had been waiting beside him, came up to welcome him, and she led the two into the banquet and dance hall.

A long table with bright red as the tone is arranged in rows on both sides of the hall, filled with charcoal-grilled turkey, fruit wood smoked steak, cheese and vegetable soup, raw cut dragon tail fish fillets, honey sauce bread... This is a buffet-style dinner, and in the center is a huge dance venue, a pair of men and women who have met or just met are dancing waltz in the dance hall. In the melodious and slow rhythm, with the help of musical charm, they release their emotions.

Sure enough...Surman glanced at him and did not see "Lieyan" and "Dichou" and others. It seemed that they should have acted quietly, and as the acting heads of the family, they had reason not to appear in the early stage of the dance.

On the contrary, when Surman walked into the hall with his "sister", he immediately attracted a lot of attention. Surman couldn't tell the difference. They were coming for Ibis, but were just insiders who were just mixed in the aristocratic circle. Qi Sheng would secretly monitor his remaining members.

“As the master, the best way I can entertain you…”

Scarcey made a welcome gesture and invited them to step into the dance floor: "Please give yourself your own wishes, I hope you have fun."

"Thanks."

Surman thanked the other party, then walked towards the dance floor with his "sister". Along the way, many young men took the initiative to come forward to say hello, and asked Ibis for dancing. Unfortunately, the latter shook his head and responded politely:

"I have to offer my first dance to my respected brother."

The seemingly impeccable reason has become the best protective umbrella for the two, and the perfect acting skills of Ibis, which makes Surman, who has witnessed everything, feel an indescribable absurdity.

Of course, what Ibis didn't finish is that she only danced one dance tonight...

"What...when will we hold a ceremony?" In order to keep it secret, Ibis had to approach his ears. The girlish breath that was exhaled was blowing. For a moment, Surman felt dizzy.

"It's not enough. We must be dazzling enough to attract everyone's attention..." Surman shook his head gently, shook the strange feeling in his heart, and turned to her and explained to her: "We have to ensure our personal impression and stay in their minds for a long enough time. Well, the longer the better, to ensure the effect of the ceremony."

In fact, the requirements for professional rituals are not that strict, but Surman is so determined to be perfect.

Ibis didn't know the truth and nodded in a daze. He felt that Surman was quite responsible and was so dedicated in this regard...

As a result, before she could be moved for a few seconds, the two of them had already stepped into the dance floor. Sullman's right hand slid, and along his waist, he completely turned from a half-hugging to a hug. His body also began to sway at the pace of waltz.

"What's wrong? Can't you go on waltz?" Surman deliberately stimulated, and finally, he did not forget to add: "If you can't jump, I can teach you..."

"Who...who can't do it!" Ibis seemed to be insulted. She was born into a religious wealthy family. Not to mention the common slow-tuning waltz, she is still good at even the rare Latin dance.

After all, I have invited female etiquette teachers since I was a child to teach them etiquette in this regard.

Before he finished speaking, Ebis turned his feet, flexibly stroking the rhythm, matching Suerman's dance rhythm.

Both of them have good dancing skills, above the level line. At this time, the decisive factor in whether they can attract attention in the dance are no longer dance, but personal appearance...

Having said that, normal people hold professional rituals of "Secret Master", pretending to be magicians... While dancing, Surman couldn't help but think of other people's ritual methods, because there are more than one way to complete the ritual.

In fact, most people who are promoted to secret masters will use the method of pretending to be a "magician" to attract a large number of audiences to "disappear" from their eyes. This is especially the typical example of the area near the western end of the cold soil in the north and the Yongwu Sea. There are many ancient families there who master the promotion method of secret masters and the deduction rules corresponding to the secondary profession.

In the port cities of Yongwu Sea, people highly value magicians. Some magicians even invented large-scale magic tricks such as "The Disappearance of Steel Steel Cruise", which is quite a bit like Mr. David in his previous life, with a sense of slutiness.

Before they knew it, the nearby venues of the two men became empty, and the men and women dancing subconsciously alienated the two, so as not to become the green leaves that set off their charm. When the two returned to their senses, the focus of the whole audience had already gathered on them.

"Okay... it seems to be OK?" Ibis' forehead was sweating, as if he was fished out of the water, and his whole body became sweaty. Surman's fingers on her waist and back could clearly feel the wet and soft touch.

"Well, it should be fine..."

Surman did not let go. Instead, he said in a very high-profile voice: "Ibis, oh my god! You look very tired. I'll help you to have a rest. Moslian must have a spare dormitory."

"Okay... OK, brother." Yibis tried hard to smile and cooperated with the other party's performance.

It's so exaggerated... Ibis muttered in his heart, and ignored the palm of his little waist. This... I'm not an idiot, I don't need you to pinch the meat to remind me! I'm almost swollen! Ibis complained silently, wishing to give this bastard a blow to a pink fist, but considering the difference in combat power between the two sides and the consequences of being sucked, she chose to forgive the other party.

So, under the attention of everyone, the two followed the maid into the second floor, and the independent dormitory prepared for the guests next to them.

Alas......... Many young people who were eager to try were heard by the two of them and watched them disappear on the second floor. They were disappointed and reluctantly retracted their gazes. But there was still some moving figure in their minds in the dance hall, like a brainwashed magical song, which could not be wielded away, which made the young people feel more resentful about Surman.

In the dormitory on the second floor, Surman entered the room with a girl in his arms and immediately closed the door with his backhand.

Then, he took out the medicine that had been prepared from the secret bag-

"Drink it right now!"

Yibis held the wall with one hand, not caring about her weak legs and the inexplicable heat inside, so she took the potion and twisted it away, and drank it all over. As the secret medicine with a cold touch was poured into her throat, she felt a chill and all her emotions faded away.

With some inexplicable reluctance, Ebis looked up and found that the nearby environment began to become distorted, with a faint illusion of illusion... No! It should be said that her body is breaking away from reality and beginning to integrate into the virtual world! And Surman, who is close to her, reacted faster than her, and directly opened her arms and hugged her, her arms firmly wrapped around her waist and abdomen-

"Sorry, this is a necessary means in an emergency." Surman explained, regardless of her reaction, the next moment, the two of them stepped into the virtual world at the same time and completely separated from the real world.

Nearby is a scene of distorted colors. Ibis looked up and saw a cottage with a garden the moment before. The next second, the cottage stretched and twisted into a cemetery. Next to it, the street where pedestrians were originally coming and going suddenly turned into a sea of ​​roaring storms.

This is the place where spiritual information gathers. Many residual information after the death of the strong will gather here to form new life or strengthen the entire environment. They may come from the memories of the strong before their death, some are scenes, some are characters, and some are communication pictures.

They are full of chaos and vaguely maintain a certain order. As the profession of "Master", the latter is looking for the root of knowledge in such an illusory ocean, and pursuing extraordinary power step by step.

"Don't read too much, most of them are legacy information from the strong, and you will be affected!"

"Keep mental consciousness and try to imagine the most profound scenes in your mind nearby..."

"The virtual world will be led by your information and will lead you into that place!"

The calm and firm reminder sound came from Yibis's ears, allowing her to escape from the strange attraction of the fantasy scene and return to her senses. Yibis was a little scared, and she also felt a little relieved.
To be continued...