The young man looked at the little fox slowly approaching with a wicked smile on his face, and suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart.
"Shh, don't make any noise."
Hu Xiaobei glanced at the operator at the door, stretched out his little paw and stuffed a round object into Wang Jin's mouth.
Although it doesn't melt in your mouth, it can barely be swallowed.
Unfortunately, the taste is still unforgettable as always.
"Ahem..."
Wang Jin didn't retching this time. The hellish feeding for several consecutive days had made him adapt to Hu Xiaobei's food.
"Don't worry, can I still poison you to death?"
The little fox swung its tail and looked at Wang Jin condescendingly.
"This is the elixir. I tried it all night to get it."
"I see it."
Wang Jin pinched the tip of Hu Xiaobei's burned tail and suddenly felt a little funny.
"That's not right...where did you get the stove?"
The smile on his face hadn't completely disappeared when the young man suddenly realized something was wrong.
The fox fairy can refine things like elixirs, which he can barely accept.
After all, it's just a matter of mixing medicinal herbs and other special ingredients, heating them, and kneading them into a ball. It's not too difficult.
But there is not enough temperature here and there are no suitable utensils. Who knows how this little girl made this thing.
"Hmm."
The little fox withdrew his tail from Wang Jin's hand, with a humane look of pride on his face.
"Although I tried a large spoon and a pressure cooker during the process, the square box was still the most suitable."
"A microwave oven is also a stove."
Having said this, she put her little paws on her hips and seemed very proud.
"Besides, guess what I fed you?"
"Where am I..."
Just as Wang Jin was about to open his mouth to answer, he noticed something rising in his body.
Similar to the man in purple, but more advanced.
Desolation, despair, the end of everything.
This is the extremely pure breath of a death dream.
"Shhh..."
The little fox suddenly turned into a girl, almost sticking to Wang Jin.
She gently leaned into the young man's ear and whispered something.
The hair falls gently, and the exquisite curves attract people's imagination.
The operator at the door turned away, seeming a little embarrassed.
"Remember that vine last time? This thing appeared in a similar way."
"The person who helped should be the little girl named Meng Yu. I don't know what method she used."
"But the contamination of this thing is too difficult to cover up, so I can only turn it into a pill and bring it here."
The warm breath lingered in the ears along with the fragrance of gardenia, and the girl's slender waist was within reach.
Wang Jin's deep eyes trembled slightly, and his chest heaved violently due to the pain.
The false sunlight shines in, casting a golden light on the white ward.
This scene was too ambiguous, but the two parties involved did not feel anything was wrong.
Hu Xiaobei was already used to being carried around every day.
As for Wang Jin…
He was carefully feeling the changes in the Eye of the Ancient God.
Meng Yu's method is very complicated, but he can make a rough guess.
This girl used the power of the gods as a bridge to achieve all this.
As the master of dreams, it is not surprising that she can do this.
After a long time, Wang Jin opened his eyes.
Surviving a catastrophe will bring you blessings, and the wool you pulled from the dream of death with your own hands must be extraordinary.
The most obvious is the change in the Eye of the Ancient God.
The previous Green God Vine made it unstable, but the addition of Death Dream can maintain this weak balance.
The only drawback is that it is a bit laborious to press.
After carefully weighing the pros and cons, the young man sighed.
The increase in strength is still within his control, which is a good thing.
"Silly boy."
The girl gently poked Wang Jin's forehead and sat cross-legged in front of him obediently.
She never asked Wang Jin why he joined the company, nor why he always worked so hard.
The Dawn Project, the three-party game, and the despairing ancient gods.
These things are too complicated for a little fox to deal with.
All she could do was make this young man, who was always unhappy, smile.
"Are you hungry?"
Hu Xiaobei looked at the injuries on the young man's body with a bit of worry on his face.
"fine."
Wang Jin reached out and touched her big fluffy ears, smiling helplessly.
Han Dong seemed to have said everything, but seemed to have said nothing at all.
The matter about Wang Jue is still shrouded in mystery, but at least there is some direction.
"Then you have a good rest and I'll get you something to eat."
Hu Xiaobei thought for a moment and skipped out of the ward.
"What an interesting girl."
There was a chuckle, and the man's figure slowly emerged from the side.
"Yo."
Wang Jin nodded towards the starry sky as a greeting.
Just a few days ago, I met him here after being severely injured by the evil god.
"I can't say anything."
Xingkong's feminine face showed an elegant smile, and he read Wang Jin's thoughts.
"Understood."
The young man smiled and said nothing more.
With the previous lesson, he did not dare to mention Wang Jue's name casually.
"I'm here to deliver something this time."
Xingkong still maintained a perfect smile and showed Wang Jin the box in his hand.
The soft calfskin is wrapped in high-quality wood through various complex processes, and the exquisite lines bring the unique artistic feel of handmade products.
"oh?"
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows.
Just this box was expensive, which made him look forward to it.
"Relying on the power of mortals to inflict heavy losses on the gods one after another and prevent the fall of the old city of Shangjing City."
"And that frightening flame. Sometimes I think you are scarier than my own father."
"Compared to this, killing more than twenty players alone in a battle royale seems ordinary."
Xingkong said as he opened the suitcase, purple light slowly lit up.
"If you think about it carefully, you have been creating miracles along the way, so this card is really worthy of it."
Wang Jin did not respond, his eyes were attracted by the card.
The young man was wearing a blood-like cloak, and his eyes were flashing with blazing fire.
The crown on his head exudes a majesty that makes people unable to open their eyes, making him look like a flaming king.
A bright red heart beats in the chest, pumping hatred and anger.
The luxurious long sword became hot in the flames, as if it would burn in the next second.
Behind him is the crumbling city, and in front of him are enemies emitting amber light.
The boundary between heaven and earth became blurred due to the heavy rain, filled with despairing gray.
There is no way to survive unless a miracle happens.
The young man was not afraid or flinched.
He chose to burn everything he had into a blazing sword.
Be an enemy of light and wield your sword against God.
At this moment, the back figure wrapped with flames was even more dazzling, making people's hearts tremble.