Moser slapped his forehead hard, and he felt that the previous voice was actually coming from his mind.

‘Can’t it be that what I encountered last night was too weird and caused the hallucination that I woke up today?’

Before Moser could sort out a logical guess, the previous female voice rang again.

"Newbie's mission requirements: collect a piece of Valite ore, with no limit on the size, absorb the magic power in it to strengthen itself."

“Reward: Lun Rune?.”

Moser was stunned when he heard this. Thinking of the Rune of Lun?, he subconsciously looked at the short stick in his hand.

At this time, the black short stick could not see any light at all, and the Lun runes on the surface completely disappeared, which seemed to be no different from the rolling pins bought on the roadside.

"Well... let me sort out my thoughts."

Moser, who had jumped three feet high, rubbed his eyebrows and sat back to the bed.

"I went to bed after dinner last night, and it was midnight...when was it?"

"Anyway, this short stick fell from the sky and smashed through the roof of my house. It was only a few centimeters away to send me to the Valhalla to meet Mr. Chester."

Moser looked at the ordinary short stick in his hand in confusion, "It's no reason, who is so immoral and throws the stick into my house and punches through the roof so hard."

The house left by Chester's father was basically pure wooden structure, but in order to shelter the wind and rain, the roof was at least covered with a layer of gray-black asphalt tiles.

This short stick not only completely penetrated the tiles, but also failed to block the wooden structure inside.

Moser considered the force of the human body and the height of nearby houses, which basically ruled out the possibility of someone making a prank.

Besides, he is very familiar with the neighbors near his home. He had such a big noise last night. If there was a naughty child making a prank, he would probably be brought to him with his ears early in the morning and apologized to him.

Just as I thought of this, a doorbell sound came from outside the gate on the first floor, and a familiar voice came from outside.

"Hey! Moser, it seemed like your house made a loud noise last night. Are you okay?"

Moser heard the voice of his playmate Andrew, who had grown up with her since childhood, temporarily put aside his doubts, changed his pajamas, put on his home clothes, stuffed his short stick into the closet, and walked downstairs to open the door for Anderson.

"Here, I'm worried about it!"

Not only Andrew outside the door, but neighbors around all sent representatives to check the situation near the Lockson's hut.

Anderson is a big fat man, 1.72 meters tall and weighs 108 kilograms, which is in sharp contrast to Moser's body shape.

Moser is 1.85 meters tall and weighs only 75 kilograms. Although he looks thin, Moser's strength is actually not small. At least Anderson and him have never won the wrestling of his wrestling.

Anderson was tilting his head, holding a pergola, looking at the roof of the two-story cottage of the Lockson family. A conspicuous hole was smashed into the slope of the roof.

This fat man with a serious weight exceeding the standard can see his conspicuous multi-layer chin even if he raises his head. There is too much flesh on his face that makes people unable to see his appearance carefully.

"Wow~ What the hell happened?"

When Moser explained to the other neighbors that nothing was important, Anderson walked around Moser and entered the room without seeing each other, and sat on the sofa and began to enjoy the slices of bread that Moser had not finished yesterday.

“Cruff!”

The wailing sound from the sofa made Moser's eyebrows twitch slightly, but he knew that this guy had no malice, so he just reminded him lightly.

"That's the bread I bought last night. I forgot to put it in the refrigerator. There is no guarantee that it won't grow mold."

"Forehead……"

Anderson ate Heisse's mouth and politely put the last slice of bread back on the coffee table.

"so what?"

Anderson corrected his face. Although his fat face was a bit funny to describe it in a positive way, at least he did not seem to be joking.

"What happened last night, why did a hole suddenly appear on your roof?"

Moser shrugged helplessly and threw his tall and thin body into the sofa opposite Anderson.

"I also want to know that an unknown object smashed through the roof and fell on the head of my bed in the middle of the night. It was only a few centimeters away from having close contact with my head."

"Where is that unknown object?"

Messer paused for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't know, I've searched all over the room but found no extra objects."

Anderson lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and said with some uncertainty, "Will it be related to the news reported this morning?"

"news?"

Moser walked towards the refrigerator with his tired body, took out the boxed milk from the refrigerator, poured it into two ceramic cups he bought specially, put the quilt in the microwave and pressed it for 30 seconds to heat it.

“Yes, news!”

Speaking of this topic, Anderson suddenly became excited. He struggled to hold up from the sofa, took the TV remote control from the coffee table and pressed the switch.

After adjusting the channel to the Comprehensive News Channel, Anderson pointed at the TV with the remote control, "Look, I'm still talking now. I heard that there were aliens invasion last night."

"alien?!"

Moser, who was taking out milk from the microwave, was stunned, "Are you kidding me? Can you still get something like a scam like UFO to be told in the news?"

He handed one of the glasses of milk to Anderson. The fat man stuck out his tongue and tried the temperature. Then he drank the warm and hot milk in a satisfied sip.

"pity……"

After smacking his lips, Anderson complained, "Your habits are still so strange. It's a heresy if you don't add sugar to milk."

Moser rolled his eyes and said, "Don't mess around, what's going on with aliens?"

"By the way! Watch the news!"

Anderson pressed the volume button of the remote control hard, and the report sounds on the TV came out.

"…This station cannot confirm how many families have been attacked by outer space debris, but most respondents said they were unable to find out what the object that attacked their homes were."

"Experts said that it should be that the falling objects in outer space rubbed against the atmosphere and were completely exhausted, and the last bit of debris broke through the residents' homes and disappeared completely."

Moser: "???"

"Where did the experts dare to brag so much? They can even smash the roof with all their wear and tear? And they just happened to be smashed and disappeared. All attacked people are the same. Now experts brag about the cost of money?"

After drinking the milk, Anderson shrugged indifferently, licked his lips and said, "There is no other reasonable explanation. It's impossible for alien fallen objects to be invisible, right?"

"answer"

The sudden female voice in Mose's mind made him raise his eyebrows slightly, but he still pretended to be nothing on the surface.

"The fragments falling from high altitude are Walit ore, and the ore has magic power. The Midgardians without magic cannot see the ore."

Looking up at Anderson, who was watching TV with great enthusiasm, Moser rubbed his nose with a funny look.
Chapter completed!