Chapter 67: A Rare Moment of Rest

A Rare Moment of Rest

Bone Servant Le Le Er's Ring (SSSs): Relic of the from-god, a ring personally forged by 【Death】, containing one-half 【Thunder】 divinity and one-fourth 【Corruption】 divinity with fear emotions.

Special Effect 【Fear Nourishment】: You can absorb the fear emotions around you to charge it; every time one is filled, the ring will light up a screaming mouth.

Special Effect 【Thunder Judgment】: Consume one fear nourishment to summon thunder punishment and execute enemies. If the target has provided fear nourishment for the ring, the thunder punishment will hit.

Special Effect 【Bone Servant Under the Wang Zuo】: You can refine a corpse into a death bone servant, which can bring your praise back to the noble lord on the throne.

Cheng Shi stared at the ring in his hand, drooling all over the floor.

From the day of descent until now, I have never heard of it!

Awesome!

Cheng Shi silently withdrew the mutterings of complaining about 【Death】 in his heart before, and did not hesitate to praise.

"Praise the noble lord on the white bone throne!

Look at this pomp!

This force!

This atmosphere!

Some bosses, not naming names, just want to notify some bosses!

If you don't work hard, your employees will be regularized in other people's companies!"

How did that old saying go, the bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish.

Truth!

This philosopher named Gao had long seen through the essence of the world!

Cheng Shi appreciated it self-intoxicatedly for a long time, as excited as when he just got his first S-level talent.

This huge sense of harvest filled his chest, making him unable to calm down for a long time.

If you want to ask why Cheng Shi, who only has 2100 points, has an SS-level talent, why not say this.

Then I can only tell you that there is something called initial faith talent.

There are few initial faith talents that can brush out SS-level, but it doesn't mean there are none.

Some people's goal in life is to go to Rome, some people, born in Rome.

Cheng Shi is not the former.

Nor does he consider himself the latter.

He feels that he was born a mule and horse, the fate of being driven to run.

Now this mule and horse finally has a little qualification to stop and catch his breath.

He took off the ring carefully, counted the number of "screaming mouths" on the ring, not many, not few, exactly five.

And every trial, excluding Cheng Shi himself, has exactly five teammates.

What that noble lord wants to express with this is already obvious.

"..."

"I'm just a milkman, only know how to save teammates, how can I kill teammates, and kill five at once...

The joke is too much, brother."

Cheng Shi shook his head and smiled, wiped the ring gently with his sleeve, and wiped it spotless.

Then he turned out a few rings he picked up from previous trials from the warehouse, wiped them clean, and wore them on his hands one by one.

Two on the left hand, two on the right hand.

Red, yellow, blue, and green are all there.

In this way, the originally eye-catching relic of the from-god instantly became an inconspicuous collection of some ring collector.

After doing all this, he sat on the edge of the roof and began to enjoy today's lunch.

Thunder-moving menu: finger bread and canned mucus drink.

"Buddy, eating again?"

The voice of the mental patient young man came from the roof opposite, Cheng Shi looked up and found Xie Yang holding a big school bag, waving at himself.

"What are you doing, exercising?" Cheng Shi smiled.

Xie Yang's waving arm paused, and he smiled awkwardly:

"What kind of body can this exercise, this trial is not too dangerous, I happened to pick up a few history books in the trial, thinking you are a mage, you must like to study history, so I brought them back by the way.

Hahahaha, no need to thank me, come, catch!"

After speaking, he threw the school bag over like throwing a chain ball.

Although the other party lied, Cheng Shi could see his meaning.

He clearly didn't do it by the way, but deliberately made friends.

Perhaps it was because Xu Lu complained too fiercely, Xie Yang had been begging Cheng Shi for medicine for the past week, he seemed to see that Cheng Shi still had stock of Prosperity of the Past.

But Cheng Shi never gave it.

It's not that he doesn't want to help, he just doesn't want to take advantage of Xu Lu.

A lot of things to eat and drink were thrown over in the past, but this book this time...

Originally, Cheng Shi was not interested in trial history at all, but since the end of this trial, he suddenly wanted to know what happened in Star Fall Continent.

Even if this desire for knowledge is mixed with the gossip heart burning for the Grand Court of Judgment, it is also a desire for knowledge.

So Xie Yang's move really scratched the itch.

"Tsk, brother, helping you is harming you, is green tea something anyone can drink, those with bad stomachs will have diarrhea."

Cheng Shi thought this in his heart, didn't say it.

No other reason, saying it would reduce the fun by half.

He stuffed his fingers into his mouth in two or three times, then gulped down the mucus drink, took out a bottle of Prosperity of the Past from his portable space and threw it towards Xie Yang.

Muttering in his mouth:

"Owe two bottles!"

Xie Yang grabbed the medicine flying over and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Damn, thank you big brother, you are my own brother!

I am in good condition now, I will return one bottle first, buddy, what do you lack?

Below S-level, it's easy to talk about."

S?

Brother now has SSSs, can he still look at below S?

But Cheng Shi still said:

"Just right, I'm looking for you to ask about something, if there is news, it will be treated as returning a bottle of medicine."

Xie Yang was stunned and surprised:

"Ah? Ask me? Ask what?"

"Oh, nothing, just want to ask how the Grand Court of Judgment fought with the Tower of Reason and Quality in the middle of the civilization era."

Xie Yang heard it and touched his head awkwardly.

"Sorry, buddy, I was testing you last time, I'm really not from 【Order】."

Cheng Shi was not surprised, but nodded:

"I know, but aren't you from 【War】, you shouldn't be unfamiliar with the beginning of such a large-scale war in Star Fall Continent."

"!"

The awkward smile on Xie Yang's face froze the moment Cheng Shi finished speaking, his cheeks twitched, and he laughed twice stiffly:

"Ha... ha... who told you I am a believer of 【War】, misunderstood."

"Is that so, then I thought too much, I see you busy with the trial every day, thought you were uncomfortable if you didn't find someone to fight.

Let's do this first, wait until next time I remember what I want, then notify you."

After speaking, Cheng Shi picked up the school bag, flipped through the book in his hand, and walked towards the warehouse.

Behind him, on the roof opposite, Xie Yang looked at Cheng Shi's back, his face cloudy and sunny.

Lost a move, guessed by the other party first.

He shook the medicine in his hand, sighed, and turned to the other side.

"Cough cough, Lulu, Lulu? Let me tell you, this trial was too dangerous, I finally won, but there was a harvest, I found a bottle of Prosperity of the Past in the trial, thinking you like this kind of medicine, so I brought it back for you.

Hey, Lulu?

Are you home?"

"..."

Cheng Shi naturally couldn't hear all this; he sat on the stool in the warehouse, reading the book Xie Yang brought back with great interest.

The characters of Star Fall Continent don't touch the reality characters at all; except for those who like to study history, few people can understand non-translations.

But Cheng Shi can.

Because he has a mouth that reads these characters.

So rather than reading a book, it's better to say it's reading.

Cheng Shi discovered very early that 【Foolish Lips】 likes to read, especially when he is alone.

This was originally a very easy-to-use auxiliary means, but since Cheng Shi suffered a loss once, he never dared to believe this mouth completely again.

At this moment, in the full paper of tadpole characters, the content read out by 【Foolish Lips】 is...

"·Midwifery steps for Kanliwal pig beasts:

1. Wash the razor;

2. Cut open the mother beast's abdomen..."

"..."

Although speechless, it is at least quite normal; after all, Cheng Shi has done this too.

But when he heard the next sentence, a mouthful of old blood almost didn't spray on the roof.

"·3. Stuff the spices in."

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