Chapter 48 [48] The blood of the alien gods made a fortune
Chapter 48 [48] Blood of the Ability God, Make a Lot of Money (please read more)
In a hidden cave.
On the ground in the center, there was a strange oil lamp that seemed to be made from the skull of a monster. It was burning with a strange green light, dyeing the stone wall a miserable green.
A thin and gaunt figure waved his sleeves.
"Snapped!"
The oil lamp burst into flames.
Large green flames condensed into a flaming face.
The figure of Gongji said in an extremely hoarse voice: "Its breath has completely disappeared."
The flame man said with a hateful face: "According to reliable reports, a large group of night owl appeared at the scene. The official arrived a step late. This must be the damn mole who intercepted it."
The thin man's tone was extremely sharp: "It's been so long, haven't you found out the culprit yet?"
Flame Face felt he was wrong, and his voice lowered: "I have tortured three suspicious guys to death and found some clues, but it still takes some time."
Shao Xianwen was aggressive: "How much time will it take? The harm caused by the insider is too great. We have lost a valuable treasure. If we delay it any longer, we will definitely face greater losses."
The flaming face muttered "Understood" and disappeared.
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Four o'clock in the morning.
Cheng Han opened his eyes and felt full of energy.
He had no idea that one of his "unintentional actions" actually caused the death of three Ability God believers, and their deaths were extremely miserable.
Cheng Han checked the attributes and nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, the mental value has returned to 14.2/16.8, an increase of 9.5 points from before deep sleep.
Compared with before, the recovery effect is obviously much stronger.
Cheng Han felt slightly proud: "My mastery of the 'programmed breathing method' is getting deeper and deeper."
He pushed open the bedroom door and found the Sheriff lying on a chair, his body curled up into a big ball, looking like a big fur ball.
In the past, it usually slept under the cabinet.
It can be seen that as the temperature gets lower and lower at night, the black cat does not want to sleep on the cold ground.
Cheng Han once said that he could get a comfortable cat bed for him, but he still has the habits of a stray cat and is unwilling to sleep in a cat bed.
The black cat seemed to hear the footsteps, and its furry ears moved, but it did not wake up.
Cheng Han blinked his eyes and whispered softly: "Forget it, let's start heating today."
For families living in Shanyifang, in order to save some firewood, they usually wait until the first snow falls before they start burning firewood for heating.
But now that he is a high-income earner, he doesn't care about such a small amount of money.
Cheng Han gently moved some pieces of firewood, activated the true flame residual seal, raised his hand to throw out a thread of flame, and instantly cut the firewood into small pieces, then put it into the fireplace and flicked his fingers.
"Snapped!"
A few sparks passed by and hit the firewood.
The blazing flames burst out instantly, and the speed was unbelievable.
The black cat finally woke up.
It looked at its owner, then turned and glanced at the fireplace. It called out "meow" as if to express its gratitude, then quickly walked to the fireplace and lay down again.
It was really tired yesterday.
Still need to catch up on some sleep.
Cheng Han sat by the fireplace, feeling the warm firelight, recalling the strange black bead, and silently muttered: "Deduce its origin."
A chill immediately appeared on the top of my head.
The feeling this time was different from before, as cold as if I was soaking in ice water.
The mental value began to drop sharply, and the speed was much faster than usual.
All these undoubtedly illustrate one point - the deduction was successful.
Phantoms flashed out one after another.
However, it was still disturbed by some kind of force, and the picture looked quite blurry, and could only be barely discerned.
Act 1:
Under candlelight.
Qin Zicheng's face was uncertain, and he murmured a few words in a low voice: "The 'God Surrender Group' conducted a 'prayer ceremony' in the textile factory... If it succeeds, wouldn't I..."
The rest of the words are not finished yet.
He subconsciously touched his chest, his eyes a little confused: "Is it really worth it to revive the glory of the Satyr people?"
Act 2:
In a dark room.
Qin Zicheng waved his right hand excitedly: "The 'God Surrender Group' has been suppressed by the authorities. It seems that I don't have to worry about it for the time being...cough~cough~"
He suddenly coughed and spit out a mouthful of thick ink-like phlegm.
Qin Zicheng frowned, immediately lay on the ground, and licked it clean.
Act 3:
Early morning.
Qin Zicheng covered his chest and muttered in panic: "Why is the 'Blood of the Ability God' beating non-stop...ah~"
He screamed.
Because my chest burst.
Between the flesh and blood flying around, a black bead came out.
Tan Zicheng fell to the floor, his whole body twitched violently several times, and strangely melted into a black mist.
The black beads became blurry and then disappeared.
Act 4:
Chen Zhengyang was riding a bicycle and speeding down a street.
A black light flashed through the grass not far away, instantly hitting the back of his head and sinking straight into it.
Chen Zhengyang was completely unaware.
So far.
The illusion ends.
A prompt popped up at the right time: "Proficiency +155, current proficiency is 395/1000, and mental value is 7.1/16.8."
The increase in proficiency reached three digits for the first time!
Record broken!
This also shows that something extraordinary was produced this time.
Cheng Han was shocked: "Oh my God! Blood of the Ability God?"
His expression kept changing: "Could it really be a drop of divine blood taken from an alien god? Its origins are so great, no wonder it couldn't be deduced before.
"It turns out that the source of the textile factory incident was also this thing. And from the name of the God Descendants Group, does it sound like they are planning to resurrect a certain supernatural god?"
Although it was just a few words, Cheng Han realized that the seriousness of this matter was far beyond imagination.
besides.
The all-knowing eye also deduced some fragmentary information.
for example:
The instinctive consciousness of the Ability God Blood Bead has been exhausted and is in a completely closed state. Without external force to forcibly awaken it, it will have to sleep for at least five years.
In such a case, it would be impossible to find it except for a human search.
Cheng Han nodded lightly: "That's not bad. I still have plenty of time to deal with this thing."
Turn it over to the official?
He doesn't plan to do this for the time being.
This was a trophy he had worked so hard to obtain, and it was also a rare item with great origins. Naturally, he had to dig out its value.
"If this thing is really divine blood, then it must contain a huge amount of profound knowledge, and knowledge is not only wealth, but also means strength.
“In the process of analyzing the divine blood, you can also gain a large amount of skill proficiency, which will greatly speed up the upgrade progress of the Omniscient Eye.
"The Blood of the Ability God is not only an extremely dangerous item, but also a treasure that contains great value!"
Cheng Han made a decisive decision: "There is still a lot of mental value left, so we can almost conduct another deduction."
He communicated with the spirit-controlling residual seal and issued an instruction: "Get closer to the bead."
The closer to the target, the higher the skill success rate.
This is experience.
Cheng Han maintained the mysterious connection with the Long Feather Falcon, recalled the appearance of the blood of the alien god, and muttered silently: "Analyze the mystery of the blood of the alien god, and try to complete the remaining seal."
My scalp felt cool.
But no feedback.
0.5 points of mental value were wasted.
Cheng Han was not in a hurry to carry out the second deduction, but fell into deep thought: "I currently have three residual seals, namely the True Flame Residual Seal, the Spirit-Controlling Residual Seal and the Linghuan Residual Seal.
"Limiting a clear range will increase the success rate of the deduction, so it is best to choose a certain residual seal to complete it. Let's try the Linghuan residual seal first."
The true flame remnant seal seems to be the nemesis of the power of the supernatural god, and it is unlikely that this remnant seal can be supplemented. The deduction of the spirit-controlling remnant seal is not difficult, and there is no need to rely on the blood of the supernatural god.
As we all know, all gods are good at the soul field, and the Linghuan Residual Seal also focuses on the soul, so there is a high probability that there will be gains.
Cheng Han communicated with the lavender light group in the sea of spirit and said silently again: "Analysis!"
The coolness came very quickly.
The mental value also plummeted crazily.
The remnant seal of Linghuan expanded rapidly in an instant, and the core light filament structure grew rapidly at an unprecedented speed.
After one breath.
The spirit value is almost dry.
The purple light returned to its original state.
The size of the light group has doubled in size.
The light filament structure has also become much more complicated, and a strange subsidiary structure extends from the edge, shaped like a twisted sickle.
Another message appeared: "Proficiency +68, current proficiency is 463/1000, and mental value is 0.1/20.3."
Cheng Han endured the discomfort of mental exhaustion, touched the remaining seal with his mind, and immediately received feedback: "The remaining seal of Linghuan, completeness is 12.92%."
Compared with before, the completeness has doubled!
The upper limit of mental value has increased by 3.5 points!
Cheng Han was overjoyed: "I just snooped a little bit, but I got such a big harvest. It's really worthy of the blood of the gods!"
Counting the previous deduction, the proficiency level increased by a total of 223 points.
Made a fortune!
Cheng Han smiled happily: "Sure enough, no one is rich without a windfall! The hard work these days has not been in vain!"
He carefully observed the remaining seal, especially the weird sickle structure, and his face showed joy again: "It turns out that this is the 'Scythe of the Shining', it's interesting!"
According to the feedback from the residual seal, this is a very powerful skill.
At this time.
There is a pin-pricking pain in the head.
Cheng Han frowned: "No, I'm too mentally exhausted. I have to go to sleep again."