Chapter 242: Let Me Do Anything

"Why is the skin on your face so bad?" Miss Lisha said with heartache: "Do you never wash your face? Large pores, dull complexion, rough skin, and blackheads. Heavens, how old are you? Are you sixty?"

Xiludi was confused the whole time, almost like a puppet, letting Miss Lisha handle her, because she couldn't understand many of the things the other party said.

Originally, she said "even if the magic crystal mountain is placed in front of me," she was just testing whether the other party had a magic crystal mountain. If there was one, she could still consider it.

She didn't expect that the other party didn't put out magic crystals at all, but directly called a tender and moist young woman. As soon as she came, she took her hand and scolded her, and the scolding was well-founded, because the other party's skin was indeed much more tender than hers, just like a freshly shelled egg.

"Sister, how did you do it? Why is your skin so tender?" Xiludi asked.

"Of course it's maintenance. Tell me how old you are first?" Miss Lisha asked.

"Thirty," Xiludi replied.

"Oh my, you're only thirty years old, and your skin state is like sixty or seventy. Have you never done any maintenance? Look at my face. I'm over 1,100 years old," Miss Lisha said with heartache.

"Puff..." Xiludi subconsciously looked at Miss Lisha's ears. She wasn't an elf. What other long-lived species could live for over 1,100 years?

"Tell me first, how do you wash your face?" Miss Lisha asked seriously.

Miss Lisha's expression gave Xiludi the feeling of returning to her teens and being examined by her mentor, so she hurriedly answered obediently: "Just wash with clear water, then wipe it clean with a cloth."

"Cloth? What kind of cloth? Linen or cotton? Suede cloth? Silk cloth? How many days do you change it? How do you clean and dry it?" Miss Lisha asked.

"Ah?" Xiludi was confused. Besides knowing cotton and linen, she hadn't heard of anything else. And there were so many types? And need to change? And need to dry?

Isn't it just washing the face, rinsing it, hanging it up to use at night, and throwing it away when it rots?

"Heavens, that's your face. How can you treat it like this? Rinse after washing? Use until it rots? Heavens, how dirty. The dirty things on it are in contact with your skin and hanging there desperately breeding, then in contact with your skin again. Do you want your face to rot too? Look at you, the blackheads on your face, you definitely didn't use facial cleanser."

"Ah? What is facial cleanser?"

"Moisturizing water? Moisturizing lotion? Mask? Heavens, you haven't used any of them. How do you live so roughly? Remove dead skin? Trim nails? Hair care? None? Oh, my God of Beauty, you are simply wasting the body bestowed by the God of Beauty and wasting the most beautiful scenery in the world. Come, sister will give you a full set."

Miss Lisha dragged Xiludi into Meishencheng without saying a word and opened the door to a new world for her.

Ai Si Duo Chancellor Chancellor Liya hurriedly followed. The set Miss Lisha just said also piqued her interest.

Xiludi was in a state of confusion the whole time, performing a full set of manicure, skin care, hair removal, dead skin removal, maintenance, and brightening package. After finishing, she stood in front of the mirror and was shocked. Who is that person in the mirror? Why is she so beautiful?

Xiludi had high talent and was focused on cultivation since she was a child. She practiced all the way from an apprentice and became an Arcane Mage at the age of thirty, only one step away from touching the truth of magic.

And she was also a high-content Spatial Magic Master. This kind of relatively abstract magic is not easy to learn and requires more time and energy, which led to her running to the toilet when she was studying in the Mage Tower.

Even going to the toilet had no time, so where was the time for beauty and dressing up? She had been washing her face with clear water since she was a child. It was the first time today she knew the existence of things like facial cleanser.

However, no one else knew about other places unless they had been to Meishencheng, because this was a specialty of Meishencheng.

Using purified holy water, mixed with a small amount of essence liquid and soapberry liquid, it could produce rich foam. The cleaning ability was very strong. The original soapberry liquid had a little irritation and damage to the skin, but it was repaired under the action of the essence liquid, so sensitive skin could also use it.

After washing with facial cleanser, there was no longer that greasy and sticky feeling on the face where the hand couldn't even wipe it. It was completely two different experiences.

Heavens, why is my face so smooth? Xiludi touched her face lovingly, and Ai Si Duo Chancellor Chancellor Liya couldn't help but touch it and asked: "Do you sell facial cleanser? How much?"

"Selling, 50 magic crystals a bottle, can be used for a month," a maid next to her hurriedly answered.

Miss Lisha never responded to questions about money. Her publicly disclosed identity now is Meishen Priest, and talking about money lowers the grade.

Ai Si Duo Chancellor Chancellor Liya didn't feel anything, but Xiludi gasped. 50 magic crystals for such a small bottle? Can only be used for a month? Robbery?

Miss Lisha smiled: "Easier than robbery. Come, lie down, let me see your teeth."

She pulled Xiludi to sit down and continued to handle her.

Xiludi didn't want to think anymore and opened her mouth very cooperatively.

"The teeth are very healthy, no need for orthodontics, just a bit yellow, just whiten them." While speaking, she cast a spot removal spell, shining it on the teeth. Soon, the slightly yellowish teeth returned to their original rice white, shining brightly.

After finishing the teeth, Miss Lisha reached out and pulled Xiludi's hair, saying: "The hair is very thin. Do you lose hair usually?"

As soon as this question came out, Xiludi couldn't help but redden her eyes: "Yes, losing it in large handfuls, especially during the assessment."

This might be a problem that every young and promising mage cannot avoid: overusing the brain, staying up late, high oil and high salt, not washing often, excessive oil secretion blocking hair follicles...

Xiludi really doubted whether her hair could stand firm until she was forty. Many of her seniors were bald on the top of their heads just after thirty.

Outsiders look at mages, one by one with floating robes, high collars and pointed hats, elegant. But Xiludi knows that if those pointed hats are taken off, the vast majority are bald.

She didn't want to become a bald person like her seniors. If she really lost her hair like that, she would rather shave it all off.

But the more she didn't want to go bald, the more anxious she was, and the more hair she lost. She had looked for many mages, and no matter which system they were from, they all indicated there was no way to improve it.

"If there was a way, would we still be bald?" a senior cursed angrily. The senior felt she was poking his scar because she still had hair.

Xiludi had learned not to think about this problem anymore. If she went bald, she would shave it off. She didn't expect Miss Lisha to suddenly bring up this topic, and all the anxiety surged out. She looked at Miss Lisha resentfully and complained: "Why say this, it can't be cured..."

Before she finished speaking, she heard Miss Lisha say: "Hair is more troublesome. It needs the lord to handle it personally, and the effect is slow. It takes a whole night. How about it? Rest here tonight? Sister will arrange a sand bath for you?"

Xiludi hurriedly swallowed the words behind and asked in surprise: "Can... can hair grow?"

Miss Lisha said as a matter of course: "Of course, we are Meishencheng here. If there is no hair, where can there be beauty?"

"I... this... sister, let me slow down first." Xiludi took a deep breath, thought about it, and suddenly asked: "Sister, you said if I believe in the God of Beauty now, is it too late?"

On the open space between the Donghe River and Meishencheng, Ang got a lot of water velvet fluff, first improved the water retention of the sand soil, then mixed in fertilizer like bird droppings and dragon soil to improve the nature of the soil, and then divided it into different blocks, planting different crops, the most of which were breadfruit trees.

This new crop plucked from the druids had the potential to become a new staple food, and it was particularly suitable for the desert environment, drought-tolerant, and could grow in sandy soil.

Because it would collect water into the trunk and fruits when there was a lot of water, and consume the water in the fruits and trunk during the dry season to survive the dry season.

There were not many leaves, and there would be no strong evaporation effect, suitable for large-scale planting.

Bamboo was planted in small quantities as a control experiment, but even if it could survive, he didn't intend to plant bamboo in the desert. They consumed too much water.

After throwing Xiludi to Miss Lisha, he had been busy here. Both he and Nigris agreed that in terms of bewitching people, Miss Lisha's skill was 120 times stronger than theirs.

If Miss Lisha couldn't handle it, then the other party must be a dead object with firm will or no desire.

Unexpectedly, while planting, a transparent flame suddenly rose in front of Ang.

What is this? Ang tilted his head and was about to reach out to touch it, when the Brass Dragon beside him had already pounced over and hugged him firmly.

"Cong... Congxin Fire! What did you do!?" Nigris shouted in a trembling voice.

Ang tilted his head.

Nigris dragged Ang back two steps, unexpectedly that transparent flame followed and floated over.

"It really is your Congxin Fire. What on earth did you do? What did you plant in the farm again?" Nigris quickly retreated to the Palace of Rest and circled the farm quickly, not seeing any special changes.

"Nothing, why did Congxin Fire appear? What did you do?" Nigris was already a bit incoherent, repeating "what did you do" three times, but Ang was still confused.

"What is this?" Ang tilted his head and asked puzzledly.

"Gulu Gulu, you don't know what it is, why can you ignite it? Congxin Fire, this is Congxin Fire! The predecessor of divine fire, the predecessor of godhood. Ignite it, and you may ignite the divine fire, obtain godhood, and become a true god!" Nigris shouted out of state.

Ang tilted his head and said blankly: "Am I not, now? You are too."

Huh, that's right. Why am I so excited? I was already the God of Knowledge, a true god.

Nigris shuddered and suddenly realized this point.

There was no way. After this child became a god, he hadn't lived a few good days before being caught. Blowing cowhide was okay, but he didn't have the self-awareness of being a god.

After realizing this, Nigris's mood quickly calmed down, no longer out of state, but still very excited. Congxin Fire, this was the second time it had seen the ignition of Congxin Fire with its own eyes, besides the time it ignited the divine fire itself.

This is the beginning of becoming a god.

Congxin Fire is the first step to becoming a god. If a powerful existence already has many believers in the world, such as Nigris in the past, but is slow to ignite the divine fire, it is because there is no Congxin Fire.

This kind of flame is very mysterious. It can ignite itself, or it can be ignited by others. This other person doesn't even need to be its believer.

According to Nigris's understanding, Congxin Fire is very much like a fulcrum. When it is ignited, those scattered beliefs seem to find a fulcrum, gathering together to strengthen the Congxin Fire.

When this kind of flame grows to a certain extent, it will turn into divine fire, transform into godhood, and build its own belief network.

Congxin Fire is very critical, so why did Nigris envy Ang for having fanatical believers in the past? Because Congxin Fire is often ignited by the most fanatical believers.

But not necessarily. For example, Nigris's Congxin Fire was ignited by itself, and the Congxin Fire of the Goddess of Abundance was ignited by nobles and big landlords. Anyway, it's very mysterious.

Ang didn't do anything, just farming there, but was inexplicably ignited with Congxin Fire. Is he the Goddess of Luck? Did this ignite the fire of the Goddess of Luck?

"Touch it and see what it is." Nigris said.

Ang raised his hand and lightly touched the ball of transparent flame.

The Congxin Fire swished into Ang's body, and countless information poured into his soul.

Standing still for a long time, Ang turned his head with a strange expression.

Nigris asked impatiently: "How is it? What's the situation? Who ignited the Congxin Fire? What godhood? Any awakened divine skills?"

Ang said: "Xiludi, God of Beauty, no divine skills."

As he spoke, Ang held up Xiludi's face in his palm, only to see her eyes full of hope, and a voice sounded: "Such a good thing, must share it with the seniors. Is it too late to believe in the God of Beauty now?"

"Is this sentence what ignited the Congxin Fire?" Nigris said suspiciously: "Why? What is the key? Good thing? Share? Or 'believe in the God of Beauty'?"

Nigris guessed, but there were no more samples for comparison, and it still didn't understand how Xiludi ignited the Congxin Fire.

"Then you are now equivalent to having dual godhood? God of Beauty? What's the use?" Nigris asked.

Ang shook his head: "Three, God of Knowledge."

"The God of Knowledge godhood is mine..." Nigris jumped with anger. It was already so pitiful with only one godhood, and it still wanted to grab it.

But just after speaking, it suddenly remembered, oh yeah, it is Ang's subordinate god. In theory, its godhood also belongs to Ang.

"Gulu Gulu..."

Things were getting a bit out of control. Because Xiludi ignited the Congxin Fire, this was a big gift. According to the principle of equivalence, Miss Lisha couldn't use "free package" to lure the other party, and had to change it to direct gift.

Miss Lisha, who received Ang's instructions, was stunned, but soon she smiled: "Xiludi, lifetime full set for free, what do you think?"

Xiludi didn't know this was an equivalent object at all and thought Miss Lisha was setting conditions. She, who had previously sworn that she wouldn't even look at a magic crystal mountain, immediately held Miss Lisha's hand: "No problem, sister, let me do anything."

PS: I got the same problem as Harvey, a bit of lumbar disc herniation, sitting makes my waist hurt. ===== CHAPTER 243 =====