Name: Number 88

Race: Human

Occupation: None

[Rank: 99]

Basic attributes: Strength, Constitution, Agility, Spirit 99, Intelligence 99.

[Innate Skills: God-level unarmed combat, God-level primal intuition, God-level leadership, God-level dismemberment, God-level torture, God-level barbecue, demigod-level yoga, demigod-level massage...]

Looking at the attributes of number 88, Li Qingyu sighed inwardly.

The enhancements were indeed too predictable, offering no surprises whatsoever and completely lacking the excitement of opening a blind box. But randomly evolving my own minions just doesn't feel right...

After all, what Li Qingyu needs now is a great general, not a powerful but foolish dog.

Now, judging from attributes alone, Number 88 already possesses half of his original strength.

To be reasonable...

Shouldn't it be no problem for you to stand on your own?

While Li Qingyu was observing No. 88.

Beneath the throne, Number 88, who had just emerged from the crimson flames, casually swung his arms.

In an instant.

Click....

A sound like space exploding rang out.

Those around could clearly see that the scenery in the air was visibly distorted after the arm of number 88 was swung, just like a crumpled piece of paper.

This scene filled Number Eighty-Eight with joy, and he hurriedly prostrated himself before Li Qingyu in gratitude.

at the same time.

The man standing to the side, who was in a seven-figure position, clenched his fist, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes.

But in the end, the seven-figure sum didn't say anything.

She had no right to object to the lord's choice.

On the contrary, the five-figure person shouted excitedly.

"Wow! My lord, please light a fire for me too! I want to have some fire going!"

Li Qingyu glanced at the excited five-figure sum and the clearly unwilling seven-figure sum beside him, and smiled faintly:

"No need to rush. You all performed very well last night. However, the magic cores you obtained this time are not enough for a blessing."

"Go, Little Seven, clear out the remaining wild beasts. If you can collect this many magic cores, I'll bless you next."

You get 5,000, and get 1,000 back.

really....

We're still so kind...

Li Qingyu was deeply gratified by his own generosity.

"Yes, my lord."

The seven-figure man was clearly impatient. After receiving the order, he leaped into the air and quickly disappeared into the forest below.

Number 88 watched the seven-figure figure disappear into the distance.

It stuck out its tongue and licked its bright red lips, eager to try.

However, Number 88 also knew that it was somewhat unfair that he had intercepted the blessing of the seven-figure magic core this time, so he did not participate again.

"Me? Me?!"

The five-digit figure jumped up and down, raising its right hand high, trying to make Li Qingyu see it.

"Little Five..."

Li Qingyu nodded, his expression inscrutable.

only....

Li Qingyu was inwardly complaining.

You're not a combat type, so what's the point of strengthening yourself? Didn't you see that even after number 88 advanced, a god-level skill is still a god-level skill?

It's obvious.

One thousand evolution points are simply not enough to upgrade to god-level skills while simultaneously strengthening the overall character.

Therefore, strengthening is truly useless for five-digit numbers.

"How about this... we'll tally up the spoils from the beast hunt later, and if the magic cores we get are enough for a blessing..."

Li Qingyu spoke slowly, as if hesitating.

"You're going to bless me!?"

Five-digit eyes sparkling, shimmering.

"Let's play rock-paper-scissors. You elites can play rock-paper-scissors unless... you collect magic cores yourselves for blessing."

Li Qingyu still gave his subordinates a glimmer of hope.

Originally, Li Qingyu's plan was to finish the match quickly and go home as soon as possible.

Having blasted the Heavenly Dao of the Fifth Universe, I always feel uneasy and suspicious whenever I stay there for too long.

But...

Since discovering that this continent contained a magic core, Li Qingyu's thoughts have changed.

Since we've come all this way, how can we leave empty-handed?

As the saying goes...

Does a handsome man never leave empty-handed?

"Hmm...we still have to play rock-paper-scissors..."

Five figures might seem a bit underwhelming, as her main ability is building houses, and the probability of her personally retrieving magic cores is extremely low.

And rock-paper-scissors...

Thinking and thinking.

The five-figure face gradually hardened.

Looks like I need to find a chance to practice rock-paper-scissors. As for who I'll practice with...

The five-figure figure couldn't help but look at the husky and Wendy lying to the side, a flame of fighting spirit igniting in its eyes.

The flames startled Wendy.

Damn it...

Is this dwarf out of his mind, thinking he has a magic core?

Even if they did, with my current size, the magic cores wouldn't even be enough to fill a tooth gap.

Seeing that the five-digit number had diverted his attention, Li Qingyu stopped talking.

Quietly waiting to reach the destination.

Li Qingyu estimated it would be soon.

Because in the nearby forest, Li Qingyu had already seen some tents and wooden houses, scattered sparsely.

Some of them collapsed, while others still stand.

However, Li Qingyu did not see any rats.

They must have either already retreated, or they were killed and dragged away.

"Um... Lord..."

Suddenly.

The voice of number 88 rang out, sounding both curious and a little embarrassed.

"What is it? Speak."

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