Chapter 35 [Nutrient Solution 8000 plus update]

"Have you been able to communicate with him?"

Before leaving the basement to make final preparations, Yi Yan suddenly stopped and asked Gu Liangyi a strange question.

Gu Liangyi pulled his mind back from some strange emotions and looked at Yi Yan in a daze:

"What?"

"Nothing," Yi Yan retracted his gaze and said calmly, "Just pretend I didn't say anything."

“…………”

Gu Liang looked at Yi Yan's back as he went upstairs and felt that he was a little strange.

It seems awkward, and like... avoiding something.

He couldn't help but turn his head and look behind him. He was the last one to leave the monitoring room. Except for the special task force members who were on duty as usual, no one else followed him out.

Is he hiding from him?

Gu Liangyi couldn't figure it out, but the most important thing at the moment was definitely to deal with the upcoming banquet, so he quickly forgot about the matter and went upstairs in two steps.

In fact, he was not worried about his own safety, because it was obvious that the city lord was an ambitious person, and ambition usually meant cherishing one's life - as long as he had this handle, Gu Liangyi would not be afraid that he would attack him at the banquet.

When it comes to creating weapons of destruction, humans have never been lenient.

"Make sure you wear a bulletproof vest," Jin Xuan was busy arranging things for him to bring, nagging like Gu Liangyi's older sister, "and the signal jammer and remote control, do you remember how to use them? No, no, I'd better find the manual and let you read it again."

Gu Liangyi had to stop her from rummaging around: "Senior, I've memorized it. There's really no need to look at it again."

Under normal circumstances, seeing Jin Xuan caring about him like this, Gu Liangyi would definitely refuse with red ears and wave his hands while being secretly moved in his heart. However, perhaps because too many things happened today, his heart rate has been maintained at a level higher than the normal person's average, and his brain is unusually excited and active.

In order to verify this, he even deduced the three major equations of fluid mechanics in his mind while talking to Jin Xuan - this was a little game he used to play with You a long time ago.

It's just that at that time he was competing with himself, solving two problems at the same time, and then writing down the answers on the draft paper with his left and right hands respectively.

As for the derivation of the three major equations of fluid mechanics, his current record remains at three minutes and twenty-seven seconds.

But today, he only took two minutes and thirty-four seconds to go through the entire calculation process in his mind.

Not normal, Gu Liang thought.

This is very abnormal.

When thinking about a problem, he seemed to be divided into two completely different parts. His senses contacted the surrounding things and fed back to the brain. His consciousness remained highly clear, but his emotions were separated out.

This feeling is like drinking coffee and finishing a paper after staying up all night.

Gu Liangyi blinked his eyes numbly and bit the tip of his tongue, thinking that he was just in a bad mood because he didn't sleep much last night - although he had made up for several hours of sleep in the morning and now he didn't feel sleepy at all.

"Old Four, cheer up!"

Yan Beichen thought he was scared, so he reached out and wanted to pat his cheek: "Don't worry, I'll be with you from now on!"

Gu Liangyi suddenly grabbed his hand.

"…Old Four?"

Looking at the cold light behind the strange silver mask, although Yan Beichen knew that the black-robed man in front of him was his roommate, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous: "What's wrong with you today?"

Gu Liangyi paused for a few seconds before lowering his hands.

"Sorry, I was a little distracted just now," he said absentmindedly, "Where's Yi Yan?"

"Here."

Yi Yan's voice came from behind.

He had changed into the same black robe as Gu Liangyi, and had wrapped the death row slave brand on his neck with gauze again.

After all, he was going to a banquet full of fallen wizards, so it was better to have less trouble than more. The fewer people who knew about Yi Yan being cursed, the better.

Gu Liangyi looked at him, and for some reason he suddenly felt a strong sense of disgust.

"What's wrong?"

Yi Yan walked up to him, but Gu Liangyi subconsciously took a half step back, avoiding face-to-face communication with him.

Although he didn't know why he did that.

Seeing this, Yi Yan's eyes dimmed slightly.

But he said nothing, just tilted his head and glanced at the clock on the wall.

There is still half an hour before the banquet officially starts.

*

High tower, one underground floor.

"As expected of the bloody demon who killed three hundred babies," a fallen wizard stood beside the bloodstained arena, looking at the two orc slaves fighting desperately on it, and said to the person beside him with a hoarse laugh, "It looks like your toy is going to win again this time."

"I picked this out after careful selection," the fallen wizard who was praised by him pulled the corner of his mouth under the mask, "It's a pity that it's been three years and has been worn out. It seems that it's time to change it."

On the stage, the orc slave who had lost an eye and four teeth and was declared victorious, his body covered in blood, staggered for a moment, but ultimately, due to severe injuries and exhaustion, he fell to his knees next to his opponent's corpse with his eyes open.

"Owner……"

He cried out pitifully, hoping that his master would be merciful and "repair" him once again.

But the fallen wizard just snorted in dissatisfaction: "It's really shameful to win so ugly! You ruined the fun of the opening show of the banquet."

“Master, I—Ahhhhhhhhh!!!”

With just a scream, the fallen wizard yawned, raised his index and middle fingers and pointed lazily. The orc, who had been tortured and humiliated since birth, was completely burned into a charred corpse by the flames amidst the inhumane screams.

But no one present showed even a hint of surprise.

They were already accustomed to this scene, and many of them didn't even raise their heads, but continued to hold the wine glasses in their hands and chat with the fallen mages around them through their masks.

Just a worthless toy.

If you are not satisfied, just throw it away and get another one.

"Brother, when will the city lord come?" someone asked.

"I don't know," sneered his brother who came with him. He was also a fallen mage. "But didn't they say that the 'Demon Lord' would come as well? Why is he nowhere to be seen? Could he be afraid to come?"

Ever since the attack on the Magic Guild, the identity of the person behind the Seris Shop has once again caused a stir in the city.

But this time, many fallen mages have already set their eyes on this shop.

Even though they knew that the bulk of the money would end up in the city lord's pocket, what if they could still get some soup?

"I hope they won't surrender to the city lord in the end," the younger brother laughed in a mocking voice, "It just so happens that my death row slaves need some additional 'materials'."

“Squeak—”

At the last minute before the banquet was about to begin, the entrance door was slowly opened again by two servants.

A strange feeling swept through the hearts of all the fallen mages present at the same time.

As ruthless and vicious people with an extremely strong sense of danger, they all turned their heads at the same time and looked towards the direction of the door with nervous expressions.

Milky white smoke like flowing water poured in from outside the corridor. After a few breaths, several mages in black robes and silver masks broke through the thick fog and appeared in front of them.

Each of these people was incredibly tall, but they were different from the naturally strong orcs. Even though they were wearing black robes, one could clearly feel the powerful strength hidden in their bodies wrapped in the dark cloth.

It seemed as if each of them was a warrior. From their walking posture to their upright shoulders and necks, it could be seen that they had all received uniform training.

Especially the two people standing behind the one in the front. One was so tall that people might mistake him for a beastman, and the other one was even more eye-catching than him.

Many people have noticed the gauze wrapped around his neck. Combined with the rumor that was previously circulating in the city, the eyes of many fallen mages present became complicated.

As mages, they all felt that they were naturally superior to others. But now seeing their "kind" being raised as death row slaves, they felt angry and greedy.

But if I could have this brand new "toy" for myself...

When the older brother of the pair of fallen wizard brothers thought of this, he could no longer suppress his inner impulse.

He gave a fake smile, whispered hello to his brother, and staggered over with a glass of wine in hand.

"What's this person's name?"

Although he was speaking to Gu Liangyi, the leader, his sinister scarlet eyes hidden behind the mask kept looking Yi Yan up and down.

Perfect height...perfect shoulder width...very good, very good!

Noticing the greedy look in his eyes as he looked at Yi Yan, Gu Liangzhou's aura suddenly turned cold.

But he ignored this guy who was obviously here to cause trouble. Instead, Yan Beichen took the initiative to step forward and stop the other party, while also blocking the Fallen Mage's malicious sight.

"What do you want from Lord Demon?" he asked in a rough voice.

That's right, even though he had guessed that the changes in the Magic Guild were most likely related to the revival of the Demon God, Zong Qinyuan still insisted on letting Gu Liangyi continue disguising the setting of this "Demon God".

"Are you a mage too?" The other party seemed to be shocked by Yan Beichen's height and subconsciously took a half step back, but then became angry and humiliated by his action.

"Or are you actually a death row slave disguised as a wizard? You are so brave! This is the city lord's banquet, and you ants dare to pretend to be the supreme wizard!"

He pointed at Yan Beichen in a timid manner, but halfway through his scolding his fingertips were pointing at Yi Yan, and it was obvious that he was targeting the young man.

Yan Beichen gave a sinister smile behind the mask.

He twisted his wrist and glanced at Yi Yan inquiringly, but because the other party shook his head imperceptibly, he snorted in dissatisfaction and dropped his hand again.

"You want me to compete with your death row slave?"

Yi Yan asked in a deep voice.

"Competition? What a cute word," the fallen wizard laughed. "But you can think of it as a competition. If a toy breaks, you can just replace it with another one. I'm just afraid your master won't be willing to part with it."

His eyes fell on Gu Liangyi, and his tone was full of provocation.

Gu Liangyi just looked around. The whole banquet hall was dark and depressing. The flickering candlelight illuminated the long table full of wine bottles, which seemed to be in line with the atmosphere of a medieval banquet.

But the prerequisite is that there is no inappropriate, bloody ring located in the middle of the entire banquet hall.

Moreover, they have been making a lot of noise here for quite some time, and ten minutes have already passed since the banquet was about to start, but the city lord has not shown up yet. How could he not do it on purpose?

It really is the Hongmen Banquet, he thought.

"Don't compare my people with those inferior ones." The young man in black robe and silver face stood where he was, seemingly bored and annoyed by all the current disputes. He responded to the other party's provocation with an extremely indifferent and cold voice, "Also, don't get me wrong."

"The inferior goods I'm talking about aren't your death row slaves, but you yourself."

The fallen mage was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage: "What did you say!?"

But he was still a little afraid of Gu Liangyi's reputation as a demon god, and didn't dare to test the law himself, so he vented all his anger on Yi Yan: "Well, since your master has so much confidence in you, and you also call yourself a wizard, then come and duel with me! I will crush your eyeballs with the sole of my shoe and peel off your scalp inch by inch!"

Rage filled his brain. He no longer had any intention of taking Yi Yan for himself. All he could think about was how to teach the other person a lesson.

As we all know, once death row slaves are branded, they will not be able to harbor any ill will towards others. Every time they go on stage to fight, they must overcome tremendous psychological and physical torture.

Of course, the toys’ self-struggle is also one of the highlights.

"Don't you dare to come, you cowardly ants?"

The fallen wizard took the lead and walked to the center of the arena, shouting at Gu Liangyi and his group below.

The other mages all stood where they were, watching the scene with interest.

Gu Liangyi knew that this was a blatant test. Once they showed their weakness, they would probably not even see the city lord and a big fight would start here.

He doesn't want to reveal all his cards yet.

Gu Liangyi touched the cool bracelet he had worn at night, and turned his head to look at Yi Yan quietly. Coincidentally, Yi Yan also looked in his direction at the same time.

His eyes were calm, with a reassuring force. The strange discomfort that Gu Liang had felt in his heart when he faced him was suddenly diluted. He unconsciously smiled, even though he knew Yi Yan couldn't see it.

"Owner."

But then, Yi Yan's address made Gu Liang freeze in place.

He took a deep breath, trying hard to suppress the urge to dig his toes into the ground, and forced himself to stand stiffly in place, accepting Yi Yan's pretentious bow to him, and then watched his back as he walked towards the ring step by step.

"Three seconds." Yi Yan said to the fallen mage.

"What?"

The other party didn't understand what he meant for a moment, but Yi Yan's next words almost made him so angry that he fainted on the spot -

Yi Yan said in a calm tone as if discussing the weather:

"It only takes me three seconds to defeat you."

The younger brother in the audience sneered, and at his eye signal, the referee lazily raised his hand:

"preparation--"

Before the referee shouted "start", the fallen wizard had already raised his right hand!

This was a blatant foul, but everyone present seemed to be blinded. No one spoke for Yi Yan, and some even whistled excitedly. Everyone was looking forward to the scene of this weak and self-degrading mage being tortured and killed. That scene must be very wonderful.

“Bang!!!!”

A gunshot rang out.

Yi Yan looked at the goat-horned orc mage who fell straight on the ring after his mask was knocked off, still with a look of disbelief before his death. He calmly lowered the gun barrel in his hand that was still emitting smoke.

"Sorry." He paused and sincerely apologized to his brother who was in tears in the audience.

"It seems that I overestimated him."