Chapter 477

Whoosh!

Wu Xian stepped out of the light gate.

Returned to his own villa that was still slightly unfamiliar.

From the direction of the kitchen, an enticing smell of food came.

Wu Xian stepped on the stairs stealthily, wanting to go upstairs secretly; his new clothes were bulging, inside which was Fat Tiger brought out from the Blessed Land just now.

Slap-slap-tap-tap.

Wu Xian turned back to look down, and saw Black Gu had already run behind him, lifting her dog head and looking at him with burning eyes, her big tail wagging like a fan.

She wanted to pounce on Wu Xian, but suddenly sniffed, then widened her eyes, running around Wu Xian, looking very excited, and panting non-stop.

Black Gu smelled the kitten smell! Wu Xian scratched his hair slightly awkwardly, taking Fat Tiger out of his arms to show Black Gu.

"I remember you expressed to me before that you wanted to raise a cat, so I brought one back for you this time I entered the Blessed Land; from now on, it will be our family's new pet."

He said this with some guilty conscience.

After all, what he brought back wasn't a cat, but a miniature tiger.

And in the future, Wu Xian would probably only be responsible for petting Fat Tiger, while Black Gu would be responsible for scooping poop, cooking for Fat Tiger, and cleaning up the hygiene problems brought by Fat Tiger.

But Black Gu didn't dislike this at all.

Directly going over and pressing Fat Tiger down with one claw, her dog mouth arching back and forth on Fat Tiger's body, licking non-stop, her tail turning faster than when welcoming Wu Xian.

Looking at that excited and perverted appearance, if she could speak, what she would definitely say now is.

"Kittens are born to be kissed by mom!"

But Fat Tiger wasn't willing! It was a tiger, and a Suanni-fied tiger at that, how could it be willing to be sucked by a black dog? So it roared, and slapped toward Black Gu with one claw.

Bang! Black Gu's dog head was slapped crooked, then her eyes widened, showing ferocity, and with a little force, Fat Tiger was pressed under her body again, unable to move, then she opened her big mouth and held the entire tiger head in her mouth.

Fat Tiger's strength couldn't be underestimated; it was a bully in the zoo, and ordinary lions and tigers were definitely not its match.

But, Black Gu was a monster that could tear a hole in a steel plate with a dog claw! So Fat Tiger could only be carried by Black Gu to play with, full of humiliation.

Thinking that he, Fat Tiger, was wise for a lifetime, yet still ended up in this situation of a tiger falling in Fuyuan being bullied by a dog, tears couldn't help but flow from the corners of Fat Tiger's eyes.

Seeing that the cat and dog had a good relationship, Wu Xian smiled slightly and walked toward the restaurant.

Although he came back from the hotel and wasn't too hungry, seven days had passed, and he really missed Black Gu's craftsmanship.

"Smelling this smell, there must be stewed ribs with beans today..."

"Thanks, master, this work is really authentic."

Wu Xian stuffed two packs of cigarettes to the driver master and watched the driver leave.

Turning back.

He saw a cat and a dog lying on the sun chair in the yard; after three days of grinding, the relationship between this pair of cat and dog enemies had become quite good.

Fat Tiger had changed from resistance to enjoyment, now simply Black Gu's little fan.

One is that Black Gu's strength is indeed stronger than Fat Tiger's.

Second is that the cat food Black Gu makes is really delicious; taking people's hands is short, eating people's mouths is soft, Fat Tiger definitely wouldn't be embarrassed to bare its teeth at Black Gu again.

But Wu Xian was very dissatisfied with this. The cat food Black Gu makes for Fat Tiger is all pure meat, and Fat Tiger's appetite is bigger than Wu Xian's, which leads to an extra expense for his family! According to Wu Xian, as long as it doesn't die, Fat Tiger's food should be as cheap as possible.

Unfortunately, the power to cook at home is not in Wu Xian's hands.

Then Wu Xian turned to look at the villa.

The driver master who was just sent away was hired by Wu Xian through his exclusive assistant Han Xiaoying at the City God Office; their job was to help Wu Xian renovate the basement.

Wu Xian needed a place to practice the newly acquired blessing.

But the worship ability must never be seen by ordinary people in the real world, even if it's not intentional, so Wu Xian couldn't practice in the yard, so there was only the basement.

Fortunately, the villa's basement was large, and after being cleared, it was an excellent training place.

Wu Xian was about to go to the basement to take a look.

He saw another truck drive over; Wu Xian hurriedly opened the gate and welcomed the truck in; the side door of the car opened, and Han Xiaoying, wearing an ugly frog eye mask on her head, jumped out of the car.

"The things you want are all here; this batch of things is not cheap, even if purchased through the office's channels, it still costs a large sum of money; how can you be willing to purchase these things, I remember you have always been relatively... um, frugal."

The masters carried the wooden boxes and transported them to the basement one by one.

"Be careful, don't bump my furniture!"

Wu Xian instructed the masters and turned back to say: "These are all for training; spending some time practicing in advance is always better than holding Buddha's feet temporarily."

The things in those wooden boxes were all kinds of cold weapons, not decorative items, but sharp weapons that could be truly used in actual combat.

Swords, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, ge, ge, sticks, clubs...

There were more than ten boxes in total, basically covering common types of weapons.

In the Blessed Land, Wu Xian often encountered such situations: seeing good weapon options in worship, but giving up the choice because he couldn't use this type of weapon.

It just so happened that there was a training venue now, so why not buy all these cold weapons and practice them when he had time.

He didn't ask to practice these weapons to proficiency, because that was meaningless at all.

Human learning ability is just there.

Even if he studied for ten years and practiced a weapon hard, the final effect would not be as good as any additional effect of a random worship weapon.

Taking a sword as an example, even if he spent a lot of effort to practice the sword to the realm of piercing bamboo with a soft sword, the actual combat ability would still not be as good as waving randomly with sword energy attached to the sword.

Therefore, Wu Xian's training goal was just to know how to use it.

This knowing how to use means that after he gets a new type of weapon, he knows how to swing and cut to hurt people, and how not to hurt himself, not to the point of not even knowing how to hold it, which is enough.

As for things like precision, power, and strength, the abilities of worship props will make up for them.

After listening to Wu Xian's intention to buy these weapons.

Han Xiaoying asked: "It seems you have a need to train your abilities recently, so will the effect of training against dead objects be good? Do you want to find some good sparring partners?"

Wu Xian spread his hands helplessly: "I also want to find sparring partners, but you also know that we people must hide and tuck, and cannot expose any connection with that place."

Han Xiaoying laughed, leaned into Wu Xian's ear and whispered.

"It won't put you at risk; there is a special Blessed Land in Fuyuan City, this Blessed Land will open repeatedly at a fixed location, the next refresh of the Blessed Land is nearby, I will help you sign up, that Blessed Land should be helpful for your training."

(End of chapter)