Chapter 724: Smoking and Food
Chen Chuan took a look and found that the hot object was actually the civet cat stone tablet that had not been used for a long time.
He used this thing as a killing move in the past, but now as his strength has improved, he only uses it as a decoration at most.
After all, even if he faces multiple opponents now, he doesn't need other means to share the pressure, he can handle it by himself.
However, he has indeed neglected the food that the raccoon cat needs recently. According to the previous agreement, if he does not provide food, the raccoon cat will retaliate against its owner.
But the problem depends on what kind of master he is. With the power he has now, the raccoon cat doesn't even dare to say anything to him, not even a sound.
At this moment, he took out the stone tablet, and a thought came from it, as if it was very interested in the relic he had just obtained, and had an extreme desire.
He was slightly surprised. Although low-level relics had certain value, it usually required finding the correct way to use them before knowing their usefulness.
Yang Yuncheng had been searching for it for twenty-five years but couldn't find it. He didn't think he could find it all at once, so he didn't open it after getting it just now, intending to deal with it later when he had time.
However, he also noticed that when he came in just now, the raccoon cat ghost did not react at all, and this situation only occurred after he cut open the crack.
Is it because the appearance of the crack caused some changes in the relic?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take out the lost object. After looking at it, he peeled off the thick cloth wrapped around it layer by layer. In the end, he found that it was an oval object with broken and jagged edges. It looked like a piece of eggshell, but the shell wall was slightly thicker.
The appearance is very inconspicuous. If it is not explained in advance, just looking at it like this, you might think it is a petrified eggshell.
But at this moment, as he took this thing, under the illumination of the crack light, wisps of light green smoke actually emerged, accompanied by a fragrance. After he smelled it, he actually felt a little full.
It was not a false feeling of fullness, but it was like he had really eaten a lot of nutritional paste and nutritious food. And not only his body, as he smelled it for a while, even his exhausted spirit seemed to be slightly replenished.
His heart moved slightly. Could this thing be used to make up for the deficiencies in the body?
Will there be any harm?
He looked at the second me and couldn't see anything unusual on it, because after the crack opened, there would be an invasion. The signs of emptiness on the second me were basically the same as when the crack opened, and there was almost no difference. This means that even if there was an impact, it would be minimal.
At this time, the raccoon cat stone tablet in his pocket was getting hotter and hotter, and was vibrating slightly inside, as if the raccoon cat ghost story was jumping around inside, very anxiously, and from time to time it conveyed a sense of grievance to him.
He thought for a moment and relaxed his control over the civet cat. The next moment, he heard a howl from the stone tablet, and immediately a faint shadow of a miniature civet cat jumped out of the stone tablet. It then rushed to the light smoke emitted by the leftovers in his hand, and bit them back and forth there. You could also hear the friction sound of the civet cat biting the leftovers quickly.
But it is impossible for the raccoon cat ghost story to damage this shell-like object. After all, it is a relic. Even if it may be only the lowest fifth level, it is not comparable to a simple ghost story.
Although the light smoke was bitten by the civet cat, it continued to emerge unwaveringly under the light of the crack. During this process, the civet cat's shadow seemed to become a little more solid. One could see a miniature civet cat with a big head and a small body lying on the eggshell, baring its teeth. It looked very ferocious and would roar to the outside after taking a bite.
However, when Chen Chuan's gaze fell down, it immediately lay there again, curled up into a ball, biting its food in small bites, looking very honest.
After a while, the civet cat seemed to be full and could not hold on any longer, so it reluctantly returned to the ship.
Chen Chuan took a look and could clearly feel that after this period of fullness, the civet cat was a little different from before.
The most intuitive thing is that he was the first one to have people carve the stone tablet. Although the workmanship was not bad, it was just stone after all, so it was inevitably a bit rough in many places. But looking at it now, it has become more refined. Holding it in the hand, it no longer feels rough and cold, but has a warm and smooth jade-like feeling.
He also discovered that the coat he was wearing and the things he carried seemed to have become newer. Of course, these changes were very subtle, and if one did not possess spiritual power like him, they would be almost imperceptible. Moreover, these changes were also dispensable and almost useless.
But this indirectly proves that this relic has certain functions.
He then opened his hands and moved the shell-like object a little further out of the crack. Sure enough, as the distance moved away, the light smoke coming out of it became a little thinner.
If this is the case, then this thing may only show these effects when it is close to the opposite world. It is no wonder that Yang Yuncheng has kept it with him for more than 20 years without being able to figure out anything.
Even if they knew, most people would not have the conditions to use it. Perhaps only the governments and companies that control the World Ring can realize its value.
He thought for a moment, called out, and with the sound of flapping wings, Chao Ming landed from above.
He handed the shell over and let Chaoming try the smoke on it. The latter smelled it and suddenly became very energetic, his eyes became very bright, and he chirped at him. He nodded, which was undoubtedly useful to Chaoming.
And with this thing to make up for the loss of spirit and body, you don't have to worry about exhaustion when practicing.
After all, there was an invasion from the opposite side, so he asked Chao Ming to go back upstairs, and he took the time to practice.
Not long after, he heard the sound of rain outside. Fortunately, the terrain he chose was higher, right on the slope, and he knew it would rain, so he covered the outside of the tent with a layer of water-conducting cloth in advance, and the inside was almost closed, so the rain could not flow in.
Starting from the afternoon, the rain fell in waves, on and off, and stopped at night. However, those strange rustling noises appeared again, but they did not last long and soon disappeared, as if they were retreated by the strange objects that emerged from the cracks.
Chen Chuan sat in front of the rift, practicing spiritual secrets. Whenever something tried to penetrate, he would chop it off with the Snow King Sword. Last time, he didn't know the situation, the underground space was relatively narrow, and the Snow King Sword couldn't be swung very far. This time, he intentionally widened it a bit, and it was much smoother when swung.
A night passed.
He heard voices and noises outside, so he swung his knife and instantly wiped out the crack in front of him. Then he put the knife into the sheath with a clang and stood up from where he was.
The light that had originally overflowed in his eyes slowly faded away. It seemed that he was more fully prepared and gained more this time than last time.
He glanced at the relic in his hand, thinking that it might have played a certain role here.
Not to mention anything else, after several confrontations with the opposing things this time, the Xuejun Sword would always be consumed to a certain extent. If it were normal, the alienated tissue inside would definitely feel tired and need to continue to recuperate during the day, but with this thing next to it, the recovery became faster, and the efficiency of practice was obviously improved.
He thought about it, wrapped the thing up again, tied it to his body with a rope, put it in his pocket, and then walked out of the tent holding the Xuejun Knife.
As soon as he came out, he smelled a smell of medicine. A lot of medicine powder was sprinkled in the camp. The smell mixed with the smell of dissolved insect corpses was very pungent. After Chao Ming followed him out, he couldn't help but sneeze.
At this time, he heard a crackling sound. He turned around and saw a human-shaped clay relief near the campfire. At this time, there were some cracks on it. Then the natives sat up one by one from inside, and then with the help of their companions, they swept off the mud on their bodies. It turned out that they had slept in it before.
Yang Yuncheng came over at this time, looked in the direction he was looking, and said, "If we don't have a tent, this is how we can hide from the night. It's also very practical in the wild. We can dig a hole and lie down anytime, anywhere."
Chen Chuan asked, "Does this require anything special?"
Yang Yuncheng said, "It requires the soil that's native to our area, along with some special drinks and medicines. If Director Chen is interested, I can give you the recipe. However, this method can only be used in this area. If you go further afield, it's hard to say."
He gestured forward, "That's why they're reluctant to migrate elsewhere. They've lived here for a long time and are familiar with and adapted to everything here. If they were to move outside, they might still be able to survive, but many would surely die."
Chen Chuan nodded. He pondered for a moment and then continued, "As far as I know, some members of the old imperial family relied on their faith in a certain entity to travel through the Blending Land at night. It seems they learned this method from the indigenous people?"
Yang Yuncheng said, "There is such a method, but believing in a certain existence requires offering a large number of sacrifices. The population of the settlements around us can neither provide so much tribute nor consume so many people, so we resort to this method. Fortunately, we have been able to get by this way for so many years."
Then he added in a low voice, "But recently, after the people from the corporate consortium came, everything changed almost overnight."
Chen Chuan said, "Senior Yang, I'll have to trouble you to lead the way later."
Yang Yuncheng responded solemnly: "I'll go back and pack up, Manager Chen, we'll leave in half an hour."
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(End of this chapter)
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