Chapter 350: Pure Milk Chosen

Pure Milk Chosen

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Cheng Shi cautiously looked around the bookshelf and, after confirming that there was no second person around, frowned and asked puzzledly:

"A chieftain about to reach 2400 points, just died like this?

Killed by whom?

Why is there so much blood?

Interesting. Where is the pastry chef?

And where is that teammate who believes in 【Time】? Where did he go?

Tang... Gravekeeper, it's your professional time now. Take a look, did you find anything?"

Zhang Jizu didn't care about Cheng Shi's teasing. He picked up the severed hand with the scalpel in his hand and narrowed his eyes:

"The muscle nerves on this cross-section still have weak vitality, which shows that the person shouldn't have been dead when we just heard the sound.

Perhaps it was when we stepped onto the stairs that his hand was cut off.

But the strange thing is, why didn't we hear any movement when such a big guy fell?"

Zhang Jizu frowned in confusion, then nodded thoughtfully:

"You're right, someone probably annihilated the sound in between."

He held up the severed hand in his hand and signaled Cheng Shi to look at the cross-section.

"Look, here. This isn't the result of a sharp weapon cut, but the erosion of 【Annihilation】 power. This is a residual limb that fell off after part of the flesh and blood was annihilated."

As he spoke, the squinty-eyed man reconnected the hand to Gou Feng's left arm. When the two cross-sections joined, it was clearly visible that the reconnected left arm was a bit shorter.

Cheng Shi was uninterested, curled his lips and pursued: "Anything else?"

"The fatal wound isn't on the chest, but on the back." Zhang Jizu turned Gou Feng's corpse over and pointed to the laceration on the back, "A short weapon wider than three fingers, stabbed straight into the heart, killing with one blow. A very standard assassination method, an attack from behind, not something a warrior would do."

"So you want to say the severed hand was done by Mo Shu, but the person was killed by Tian Xie?

Did the two of them pincer Gou Feng and then kill him here?"

"That possibility can't be ruled out, but the order was wrong. It should have been fatal first, then severed, and...

The corpse also has a problem."

Cheng Shi finally became a little interested, raised his eyebrows and said: "What problem?"

"He... might not be Gou Feng himself."

"?"

Zhang Jizu pointed to the corpse's neck and eye corners, then pinched the skin on his face.

"Gou Feng is not young, at least over 35. I observed him at the start. There are traces of age erosion on his skin, although very weak, they are indeed there.

But look here, although this corpse looks exactly the same as Gou Feng, his neck and eye corners have no fine lines, not even forehead lines. The skin and flesh might become tight due to the tempering of a warrior's physique, but 【Birth】 is not 【Prosperity】, and there is no blessing to make its believers younger, unless..."

"Unless he is a newborn!" Cheng Shi's gaze fixed, and he took the words.

"Right! Unless he is a newborn gestated by Gou Feng through the 【Birth】 blessing, otherwise the skin wouldn't have such a performance.

I know that one of the 【Birth】 blessings is the talent to give birth to oneself. Combined with the chieftain's professional characteristics, perhaps he killed someone and gestated a newborn from the corpse, and when the newborn ate the corpse and grew up, it was killed by someone else.

And this can also explain why there is such a large pool of blood under our feet, because this is the blood of two corpses, it's just that one corpse was eaten."

Cheng Shi listened to Zhang Jizu's speculation and nodded with a smile.

The train of thought is quite clear, has something to it, but not too much.

Although his investigation and inspection had no omissions, Cheng Shi just felt something was missing. He touched his chin and looked at this Chosen of 【Death】, tsk-tsking:

"Brother, don't tell me you're hiding your clumsiness?"

"?" Zhang Jizu's only remaining eyes were narrowed away again. He said somewhat puzzledly, "What did I miss?"

"Didn't miss anything, but... you are His believer, the head horse of that lord!

When you see a dead person, you actually just rely on looking?

What about your talent? What about His blessing?

Take it out. You can't expect me, a Wood Elf, to solve the case, right?"

Do you really think you're a Wood Elf?

"......" Zhang Jizu looked at Cheng Shi with a strange expression and said bluntly, "I am a priest."

"Uh, and then?"

"My talents, besides those related to healing, are related to life-saving. Even the props are the same, so there are no other abilities."

"???"

Not lying!

Cheng Shi was shocked, shocked in disbelief:

"Pure milk?

No, brother, you, 【Death】 Chosen! Pure milk?

Ah?"

"The term pure milk is strange, but if you have to summarize it like that, yes, I am pure milk."

"...... Then how on earth did you get to where you are now, without any other means?"

Zhang Jizu smiled, seemingly thinking this was a very silly question:

"Very simple. No matter how difficult the trial is, no matter how many teammates have died, I have never died, so I walked to where I am now."

"......"

Fuck, that makes so much sense.

Cheng Shi was stunned. He really saw such a pure milk mother at this point for the first time, but he still couldn't believe it, so he asked again:

"So you just pulled out a scalpel because you rely on this thing to attack?"

Zhang Jizu seemed to think there was nothing wrong with it and nodded: "Not entirely, there is also physical technique."

God damn physical technique. You want to fight physical technique with various monsters in the trial, or fight physical technique with this group of peak players?

Can your physical technique withstand a tail whip from Big Cat? Probably not.

Although Big Cat might not be able to whip you to death either...

Cheng Shi suddenly realized. He felt that Zhang Jizu's train of thought was correct, and it could be called simple and crude. This game could indeed not have so many twists and turns. As long as he could ensure that he never died, then it was really possible to outlast everyone.

Fuck, no wonder he is so steady. This game train of thought is simply absolute.

Cheng Shi was greatly shocked and pursed his lips: "That lord, doesn't He equip you with anything else?"

"Equip? What do you mean? Are you talking about His bestowal?"

"Yeah, 【Death】 never lacks offensive props, and many are directly fatal. Aren't they easy to use?

Or do you not like using them?"

"All trial rewards I chose life-saving things. Rather than killing others, it's better to protect myself."

"......"

Cheng Shi was convinced, greatly convinced.

Good, good, good. I thought I was cautious enough, but I didn't expect someone to be even more valiant than me!

Worthy of being His general!

He looked at Zhang Jizu with a strange expression and asked a very curious question gloomily:

"Is there anyone who can kill you in a trial now?"

Zhang Jizu's gaze fixed. This involved his backhand and shouldn't have been shared with others, but the Benefactor had asked him to protect Cheng Shi's life, so he naturally guessed that Cheng Shi's Benefactor probably didn't have a bad relationship with his own Benefactor.

Since the two 【He】 were approaching each other, he should also open up more to this protected target.

So he hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "No."

These two light words didn't seem like much, but they sounded deafening in Cheng Shi's ears!

No!

This Gravekeeper directly admitted that no one could kill him in a trial!

Just how many life-saving means must one have to say such a sentence!

Cheng Shi was envious to numbness. Even if he now possessed part of the "Vitality" authority, he wouldn't dare to say such arrogant words.

"Awesome, admire!

Alright, since the priest is a professional priest, let's leave the case-solving to us Wood Elves."

"......"

As he spoke, under Zhang Jizu's slightly confused gaze, Cheng Shi took out the bone brooch bestowed by 【Death】.

The moment Zhang Jizu saw this brooch, he was stunned, then looked at it carefully in disbelief.

This thing... why does it look like my Lord's creation?

No, this is my Lord's creation!

The 【Death】 aura on this is too pure, exactly the same as the aura beside that bone throne!

Did He make it Himself?

Seems like it!

But what is this thing, and why is it in the hands of a liar?

He narrowed his eyes again and asked confusedly: "This is......"

"Oh, this? That lord casually pinched a little toy while comprehending 【Memory】, felt it wasn't satisfactory, so He rewarded it to me."

Casually... pinched a... little toy?

Why does it look like an S-rank holy artifact to me?

Why have I never seen this thing in His rewards?

Also, what is comprehending 【Memory】?

How does 【Death】 comprehend 【Memory】?

Did the Benefactor steal the authority of 【Memory】?

Zhang Jizu frowned tightly, always feeling that something was not quite right there.

Why haven't I heard of it?

Why would His prop for comprehending 【Memory】 be bestowed upon a liar?

Just because 【Deception】 is the opponent of 【Memory】?

Wait, no, could it be that 【Deception】 helped the Benefactor steal the 【Memory】 authority?

Is this the reason why the two of them are approaching each other?

At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through his mind. Just as the question marks on his head were becoming more and more numerous, Cheng Shi had already used 【Memory of the Deceased】 on the corpse.

Only to see "Gou Feng's" mouth and nose again filled with blue-green interlaced light, then he opened his eyes fiercely.

Seeing this, Cheng Shi curled his mouth and asked:

"Before you died, what happened here?"

The corpse's mouth squirmed for a moment, and it hissed:

"The chieftain awakened me, but the scavenger killed me."

!!!

With just this sentence, the two knew that this dead person was indeed not Gou Feng himself, but a newborn gestated by him through his talent.

So who did he kill?

Since the scavenger killed the chieftain's clansman, in this way, could it be that the unlucky ghost killed by the chieftain was Tian Xie?

No, it doesn't make sense. There are traces of an assassin's attack behind this chieftain's clansman. If Tian Xie died, it couldn't have been done by the scavenger, right?

A warrior, good at using assassin means?

There were still many doubts. Zhang Jizu raised his eyebrows and immediately asked again:

"Who did your chieftain kill? Where did he go? Where did the scavenger go? What about Tian Xie?"

He asked several questions in a row, but this corpse only replied with one sentence:

"Don't be afraid, it doesn't hurt. Let me punch you once. After this punch, you will be pregnant with a child."

"......"

Zhang Jizu was stunned. He opened his eyes, which had been narrowed, in shock and looked at Cheng Shi, his eyes full of bewilderment.

Cheng Shi hummed and laughed, spreading his hands.

"What did I say? A toy, a toy He casually pinched. Only the first question is useful, the second question fails."

It really is a toy?

Thinking about it this way, His bestowal seems reasonable.

Don't the believers of the God of Fun like to tinker with these strange, flashy things?

After the small episode of the bone brooch, the two's brows frowned again.

They were both thinking about why that scavenger, who looked slightly shy and cautious, would kill a chieftain who wasn't an opposing faith when everyone separated. This made no sense at all.

Unless a conflict occurred between the two the moment they entered the court courtyard.

But this possibility was too small, so small that it couldn't be used as a logical basis.

And, if Mo Shu was a bloodthirsty person, then the cakes he took out should logically have had something mixed in, but Cheng Shi didn't feel there was a problem with the cakes.

"Strange, what do you think?" He looked at the Gravekeeper on the side and asked puzzledly.

Zhang Jizu was deep in thought and just about to speak when a loud noise suddenly came from downstairs.

"Boom!"

"Clatter—"

The two were startled, looked at each other, and at the same time threw out a scalpel from their sleeves and held it in their hands. ===== CHAPTER 351 =====