The Warlock's very classical and oriental skills of the universe in his sleeves are actually his thorough utilization of void technology. This so-called space is actually completely the Warlock's privatized industry. It doesn't matter whether it is used as a potato cellar or an interdimensional cemetery and is rented out at 20% off.
Selling is completely legal and completely free - although in practice, due to some indescribable and bizarre properties that have to be faced, even a completely privatized plane space will often leak some items into the world.
Well, for a warlock, this is completely acceptable. After all, habits become natural.
As a sorcerer, it is common sense to throw things away while apparating, okay?
but...
The Warlock has never lost such a huge object! And he did not disapparate at all! This is a double insult to his personality and skills!
You said it's not unusual for you to lose a key chain, a wallet, or even a person - but have you ever seen anyone lose a mountain? I'm not the warlock like Lin who can kill himself just by turning his head.
Lost goods!
Such a big wooden mountain. What about such a big wooden mountain that this warlock puts in his back garden?
The warlock is at a loss to figure it out.
but...
It's rare that I'm so happy today.
Hey, there are actually people who are willing to accompany this warlock to drink, chat, and brag. I...
"Eh? Where have everyone gone!"
"Mist grass..."
"What kind of operation is this? How did you roll yourself out so flat? It's too exaggerated. The fat on your belly is almost compressed into abdominal muscles!"
...
On the bed in the cabin, Lin Chou stretched out his arms and felt refreshed.
The headache caused by the free gift from the Goubing system yesterday has completely disappeared, and Boss Lin is alive and kicking again.
"Eh??"
Lin Chou almost rolled off the bed.
"What the hell is going on? I'm handsome...my aunt is here??"
Lin Chou's soft and comfortable big bed was almost completely dyed red, bright red.
The chef's keen intuition told him that this was real human blood, not a joke or prank like ketchup red ink.
Taking it a step further, Lin Chou said that it might even be his own blood, and it even tasted a bit familiar.
——Also, why are my heart and hands aching?
Lin Chou looked at his hands, which were white, slender and clean.
These are a pair of destiny hands that have been practicing the Five Dragon Pillar Holding Technique for many years. If you are qualified, you may be able to see that these hands are filled with the true meaning of life, and are wrapped with the roar of an angry soul...
Ahem, in short, there is nothing on the hand, no trace of bleeding.
Take another look at your heart...
"Fuck..."
The clothes are torn.
"Did I get plotted last night?"
"It's normal to have no wounds. With my physique, even a wound as big as Huang Dashan's head would be completely healed within an hour, right?"
"But it's so strange that there's not even a trace of bleeding..."
Well, my aunt is definitely not here.
Nor was he injured.
So Lin Moumou's first idea was to destroy the set of sheets and the bed - it would be a lot of fun if others saw it.
After spending half an hour destroying all traces, Lin Chou was confused.
"Oops...what about my bed..."
Indulging in violent law enforcement, Lin Chou did not realize that things like beds were not within the scope of reimbursement by the system.
That is to say...
At your own expense!
However, this is undoubtedly equivalent to letting Boss Lin destroy himself.
Boss Lin's sense of refreshment suddenly became very bad. Unfortunately, when the breakfast guests started queuing up, he was still wondering whether there should be salt in the pig blood soup and tripe soup.
Wu Ke said cautiously,
"Brother Chou, are you okay? You've been staring at the two pots of soup for half an hour..."
Everyone in the world knows that Boss Lin has a rather eccentric personality - but what does the expression on his face that he has left home and traveled with his soul mean?
I knock...
Could it be that Boss Lin is about to run away again...
The people in the queue at the back became more and more frightened as they thought about it. For a long time, no one dared to say anything. They stood there in panic and at a loss.
These guys are very smart.
What if he said the wrong thing and Lin Chou really ran away?
It's only been open for a few days...
You don't need to think about it to know that if Lin Chou runs away, he will have to take the blame even if nothing happens to him - how dare you to take the blame for so many high-level evolvers and ferocious wilderness hunters?
After about three minutes, Lin Chou asked in distress,
"Ke, how many circulation points does it cost to buy a very comfortable big bed in Mingguang?"
Lin Chou was stunned for a moment.
"Hey, Brother Chou, isn't your bed comfortable to sleep on?"
The people behind Wu Ke looked at Lin Chou's face and mental state, and then looked at the fatigue and confusion in his eyes, and suddenly realized something.
(Oh, yes, this must be because I didn’t sleep well.)
(How bad does Boss Lin’s bed have to be to make an evolved person with a superhuman physique look so haggard? To be honest, even if there are two young ladies on the bed, he won’t look so haggard...)
(It’s so tough, it’s really tough, he’s not even willing to buy a bed!)
(How can this be okay? This is absolutely intolerable!)
So everyone - in fact, there were only about ten people in total, they all talked about it,
"Boss Lin, do you want to change the bed?"
"Just because of this?!"
"Brother Chou, don't panic. When I come back from going to Zushan to cut down some red sandalwood trees, I will carve out a bed for you in a minute."
The Evolutionaries are a group of guys who can even make a turbine engine with their hands.
Usually, such dangerous cars in the wilderness are easily photographed by ferocious beasts. If they have to go to the scientific research institute for a simple matter like repairing a car, they may really starve to death...
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Lin Chou: "Really?"
Everyone: "..."
Sure enough, that expression of someone whose girlfriend had been dead for more than half a year was really just thinking seriously about how to save money on buying a bed, right?
A group of people wanted to curse but didn't dare. They were so choked up that they were sweating.
"Yes, yes, what kind of thing is this? You can just grab someone among us and airdrop it into the wilderness for a month and then come over and check it out. As long as they are not eaten by strange beasts, I guarantee that we can build you an authentic castle base."
Come out and live life to the fullest. Apart from your girlfriend, what can’t you do if you can’t control her with your hands?”
"Haha, the old man upstairs gave you a fortune telling. You are destined to have more than one inflatable girlfriend in your life."
"..."
Lin Chou sprinkled a handful of salt into the soup.
"Eat, eat, eat!"
Half a minute later, the evolvers screamed again and again,
"Boss Lin, did you beat the salt seller to death? Doesn't salt cost money?"
"Water...water...help..."
There is no doubt that Lin Moumou added salt to the soup more than once, maybe twice or maybe three times. (To be continued)