Ring of the Bone Servant Leleer (SSSs): A relic of the gods, a ring forged by [Death] himself, containing half of the divinity of [Thunder] and a quarter of the divinity of [Foulness] with the emotion of fear.

Special effect [Fear Nutrient]: You can absorb the fear around you and charge it. Every time it is charged, a screaming mouth will light up in the ring.

Special Effect [Thunder Judgment]: Consume one portion of fear nutrients to summon Thunder Punishment to kill the enemy. If the target has provided fear nutrients to the ring, the Thunder Punishment will hit.

Special effect [Bone Servant Under the Throne]: You can refine a corpse into a Death Bone Servant, which can bring your praise back to the honorable lord on the throne.

Cheng Shi stared at the ring in his hand, drooling all over the floor.

A 3.5S-level artifact from a god!

From the day of Advent till now, it has never been heard of!

Awesome!

Cheng Shi silently withdrew his previous complaints about [death] and did not hesitate to express his praise.

“Praise the noble Lord on the Bone Throne!

Look at their lineup!

What a cool style!

What a great atmosphere!

Certain bosses, I don’t want to name them, I just want to inform certain bosses!

If you don’t work harder, your employees will be hired as regular employees in other companies!”

What's the old saying? The bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish.

The truth!

This philosopher named Gao had long seen through the essence of the world!

Cheng Shi admired it for a long time in self-admiration, just as excited as when he had just obtained his first S-level talent.

This huge sense of achievement filled his chest and made him unable to calm down for a long time.

If you want to ask why Cheng Shi, who only has 2100 points, has an SS-level talent, why not mention this.

Then I can only tell you that there is something called initial faith talent.

It is rare to get SS level with the initial faith talent, but that does not mean there are none.

Some people strive all their lives to go to Rome, while some people are born in Rome.

Cheng Shi is not the former.

I don’t consider myself the latter.

He felt that he was born like a mule or a horse, destined to be driven by others.

Now, this mule and horse finally has the right to stop and catch its breath.

He carefully took off the ring and counted the number of "Screaming Mouths" on the ring. There were exactly five, no more and no less.

In each trial, there are exactly five teammates, including Cheng Shi himself.

It is obvious what the noble Lord wanted to say by this.

"......"

"I'm just a nurse, I can only save my teammates, how can I kill them, and kill five of them at once...

The joke went too far, brother."

Cheng Shi shook his head and laughed, then gently wiped the ring with his sleeve, making it spotless.

Then he dug out a few rings he had picked up during previous trials from the warehouse, wiped them clean, and put them on his hands one by one.

Two in the left hand and two in the right hand.

There are red, yellow, blue and green.

In this way, the originally eye-catching divine relic instantly became an inconspicuous collection of a ring collector.

After doing all this, he sat on the edge of the roof and began to enjoy today's lunch.

A must-have recipe: finger bread and canned slime drink.

"Dude, are you eating again?"

The voice of the mentally ill young man was heard again from the rooftop of the opposite building. Cheng Shi looked up and found Xie Yang holding a big schoolbag and waving at him.

"What are you doing, exercising?" Cheng Shi smiled.

Xie Yang's waving arm froze, and he smiled awkwardly:

"How can this help you train your body? This trial is not too dangerous. I happened to pick up a few history books during the trial. I thought that since you are a mage, you must like to study history, so I brought them back for you.

Hahaha, no need to thank me, come on, continue!"

After saying that, he threw the schoolbag over like a hammer.

Although the other party lied, Cheng Shi could see what he meant.

It was obvious that he was not doing this casually, but was deliberately making friends.

Perhaps it was because Xu Lu complained too harshly last time, Xie Yang had been asking Cheng Shi for medicine in the past week. He seemed to see that Cheng Shi still had some stock of his former prosperity.

But Cheng Shi never gave it to me.

It’s not that he’s unwilling to help, he just simply doesn’t want to give Xu Lu an advantage.

In the past, I had thrown a lot of food and drinks at him, but this time, this book...

Originally, Cheng Shi had no interest in the history of the trial, but after the trial ended, he suddenly wanted to know what happened in the Island of Hope.

Even if this desire for knowledge is mixed with a burning desire for gossip about the Grand Inquisition, it is still a desire for knowledge.

So Xie Yang really hit the itch this time.

"Tsk, brother, if I help you, I'll actually harm you. Not everyone can drink green tea. People with weak stomachs will get diarrhea."

Cheng Shi kept this in his mind but didn't say it out loud.

It's simple. Saying it out loud would reduce the fun by half.

He stuffed his fingers into his mouth, then gulped down the slime drink, took out a bottle of Past Prosperity from his personal space and threw it towards Xie Yang.

He was still mumbling:

"I owe you two bottles!"

Xie Yang grabbed the flying medicine and nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

“Thank you, bro. You’re my real brother!

I'm in good shape now. I'll return the bottle first. What are you missing, buddy?

Below S level, everything is easy to deal with."

S?

I am a person with SSSs now, so how can I still be interested in people below S?

But Cheng Shi still said:

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