It was still a single bedroom in the Black Prison, but what was different from the first time I woke up was that the bedroom was full of people.
Wei Xiaoran's eyes were red, and he had obviously cried a lot. The faces of Wei Boyang and others were ashen, as if they had been greatly insulted.
Seeing Qin Yang wake up, Wei Xiaoran's tears couldn't stop flowing down again: "Qin Yang, yes, I'm sorry."
"Why are you crying?" Qin Yang was funny. He stretched out his sleeve to wipe the tears on her cheeks and said, "Didn't I say it before? I will definitely be sent back. This is bound to happen."
"Qin Yang, I'm sorry." Wei Boyang said with shame, "I, I didn't expect them to do such a shameless thing."
"Okay, don't talk about it." Qin Yang waved his hand: "I'm mentally prepared."
"Damn, I can't swallow this." Several prisoners said dissatisfiedly: "It's so shameless."
"Damn it, if you give me a gun, I will definitely kill them and settle the score with them."
"Damn it, good intentions don't pay off."
Everyone was talking to vent their anger. Qin Yang was also very moved. At least these people really thought about themselves and said: "It's okay. I'm heartless and don't care about this kind of thing. Anyway, I'm being beaten by others."
It’s not just once or twice. Can you just let me sit alone for a while?”
"well."
Wei Boyang sighed and left with everyone.
After everyone left, Qin Yang grinned widely, smiling very happily, but he didn't make any sound. He lay on the bed, his whole body trembling with excitement. The housekeeper couldn't help but said: "Look at your achievements.
Isn’t it just that the favorability of hell has been greatly improved? Look at how excited you are.”
"It's not just these." Yuwen Rounu said helplessly: "Qin Yang is so good at pretending, are all Chinese medicine practitioners really lonely nowadays? They can't even see how this kind of disease can be solved with just two or three prescriptions.
If that were the case, it would be impossible for so many doctors to sigh helplessly because of the bone marrow injury. The energy of the five elements in the old general's body only recovered briefly, and it was far from enough to maintain it."
"How many prescriptions are needed at least?" the housekeeper asked with a smile.
"Twelve more prescriptions are needed." Yuwen Rounu said: "These twelve prescriptions are changed every year, which can prolong his life for twelve years. After twelve years, he will be resigned to his fate."
Qin Yang didn't care about these words, and said: "These are not important. What is important is that my hell height sensitivity has been greatly improved. The absorption capacity of one thousand per day is only the effect of extending his life for one month. If
If he lives for another year, this number will increase."
With that said, Qin Yang had already sat down cross-legged.
After the yin and yang eyes were opened, countless black undead streamers poured into the hell through the walls. The number of undead in his body had reached 3,000 before he was imprisoned in the black prison. During the more than ten days in the black prison,
Relying on absorbing the nearby undead, he has gradually accumulated a number of five thousand. According to the number of absorbed one thousand a day in the future, Qin Yang can reach ten thousand in five days. By then, the mission system of hell will be opened, and his growth will be
The speed will also be greatly improved.
The soul points in his body remain at five hundred, but he has no intention of exchanging for an increase in the number, because according to the butler, when the mission system is activated, the soul points will have more functions, and are no longer limited to improvements.
In terms of physical fitness and absorbing the memories of the undead, it turns out that Qin Yang rarely relies on soul points to forcibly read the memories of the undead.
The true characteristics of hell have not yet been developed, and Qin Yang knows in his heart that he must wait until the mission system is activated before he can be the true spokesperson of hell.
Get out of the bedroom.
Everyone in the cafeteria was gathering and chatting, most of them were loyal to fight against that dishonest bastard. Seeing Qin Yang come out, everyone fell silent. Qin Yang smiled: "Okay, a little thing is not enough to make me depressed. I will follow
It will take you a long time to learn how to shoot, and I don’t want CS to be a hindrance."
Everyone looked at each other and smiled.
Simply not talking about those messy things, he took Qin Yang to the shooting range. The firearms here were all standard configuration. Of course, the bullets were strictly controlled. Wei Boyang knew that this group of people would not do too many excessive things.
Come, so these people are not restricted from using the shooting range. This time, it was Chen Yao and several gun masters who taught Qin Yang how to learn marksmanship. And in return for the favor, Qin Yang also did not hesitate to use the special
The oldest fighting skills in the army were all brought out. Although these fighting skills are outdated and far less powerful than the increasingly lethal fighting skills, they can still make these people extremely excited. You must know that Qin Yang teaches
The combat skills of China's oldest special forces.
This is an honor inherited.
Han Mufeng had already admired Qin Yang's learning ability, but when it was shown for the first time, Chen Yao and others were even more shocked. He was so happy and learned so fast.
, mobile shooting, and even mobile scanning, Qin Yang can teach a perfect answer. Everyone is convinced that Qin Yang is born to be the prototype of a killing machine.
Wei Xiaoran tried her best to make some exquisite food to make up for Qin Yang. After all, she was also involved in bewitching Qin Yang to save people. Although it was out of good intentions, she never expected that things would reach this point, even if
It was Qin Yang and others who comforted her with many jokes that were almost out of date.
Five days is neither long nor short.
At 12:05 on the fourth night, after Qin Yang absorbed a thousand first-level undead from the huge cemetery not far away, he sat quietly in the bedroom.
"Finally enough." The butler took a deep breath: "Qin Yang, from today on, you are the real spokesperson of hell."
Qin Yang, who was immersed in the hell space, looked at the huge, ancient, mysterious and dark hell palace. A huge black gas surged out, and waves of ghosts and gods cried and howled in the hell palace. Even on Qin Yang's body, a line of
The black undead belt was constantly wrapping around his body. Everyone in the black prison had already rested, and no one could see the ghosts and ghosts dancing in this room.
The black gas continuously tempered his body. In the hell space, Qin Yang clearly felt that the power of his body was gradually rising, rising to a terrifying level. His spirit began to become clearer and his perception became clearer.
Getting stronger and stronger.
"Is this a change?" Qin Yang asked in surprise.
The housekeeper said faintly: "Physical tempering is only the most basic. Hell wants to confirm that you are strong enough to perform the task."
After the black energy from the palace completely filled his body and even the entire hell space, a black brilliance appeared in front of Qin Yang's eyes. When it flashed again, two people wearing black robes appeared.
Their faces were unclear, and the darkness completely obscured them.
"These are first-level ghost soldiers. They can help you complete some tasks." The steward said: "You can spend a thousand undead points to fuse a first-level ghost soldier. As for combat effectiveness, I want to deal with Ji Liehu's subordinate Zhang Qihe.
Li Meng doesn't have any problems. The most important thing is that they are born nightmare killers. They can improve their strength by constantly killing. And when you reach the second level hell, you can fuse the second level ghost soldiers with 10,000 soul points.
, the combat power of the second-level undead is also the highest level in life. In other words, it is just a little worse than the Qian Haoran you killed. Of course, I advise you to honestly start with the first-level ghost soldiers and continuously upgrade them. After all, the second-level ghost soldiers
Too many soul points were spent."
"Really?" Qin Yang asked excitedly.
Although Qian Haoran was killed quite simply by him, his fighting ability was unquestionable. If he hadn't set a trap, he would have to pay a high price to deal with Qian Haoran.
"Don't be too quick to be happy. The existence of ghost soldiers is not only to fight for you. They can also send a large number of undead to hell. The number depends entirely on the favorability of hell. For example, you can absorb a thousand souls every day.
Undead, then each of these two ghost soldiers can send you a hundred undead, which is equivalent to your ability when you first obtained hell."
"The most important thing is that you can see their vision with the help of their eyes. And the more things you learn, they will also get your corresponding skills. Of course, the effect will be less, but the more proficient you are, the more naturally you will
They will also strengthen further." The steward said excitedly.
"Damn, this is such a good thing." Qin Yang licked his lips.
Just as Qin Yang was happy, a list of papers appeared in the Hell Palace, like an ancient scroll, and fell into Qin Yang's hands. When he opened it, he saw Qin Yang's first mission listed on it.
"Ask for the lives of the twelve members of the Terror Jihad. Reward: Any skill of the third-level undead."
"I just want to fucking ask, how can I claim my life now that I can't get out of the black prison? These two first-level ghost soldiers are not powerful enough to fight against these twelve people." Qin Yang asked helplessly:
“How do I complete my mission?”
"If you think that the opening of the Hell Mission System only has these benefits, you are totally wrong, look." the housekeeper said excitedly.
"What's wrong? Someone can ask me to go out and kill people." Qin Yang lay on the bed and rolled his eyes.
The housekeeper smiled and said: "Hell is the home of the undead. It is not impossible to influence the human world, and this is still a hell mission. In short, when hell releases a mission name, it means that the life of that person has come to an end. If you kill
If you don't kill them, there will be rewards. If you don't kill them, someone will kill them, or they will die in various accidents. Since Hell has released the task to you, it is equivalent to giving you a priority right to claim your life.
Depending on various factors, etc., you will get action news related to the hell mission tomorrow, and you will also be a candidate for the action. Anyway, it is very mysterious, I will watch it tomorrow."