Chapter 270 Opening a Pseudo-God-Level Treasure Chest
Mu Zhong looked at Wei Huan's expression and suddenly felt fortunate that the cloak did not "tremble" and did not show its human side in the face of Wei Huan's strong hostility.
Therefore, as a purely magical object, it may have some simple spiritual awareness, but it obviously does not have the ability to distinguish between humans wearing clothes and undressing, and it is impossible for the soul of some wretched uncle to "live" in it.
Wei Huan looked at the clothes that he had obediently hooked over to him. After reading its detailed description, the coldness in his eyes disappeared.
【Magic Cloak】
【You can fly after wearing it】
[The blessing from the stars is also the key to enter the gate of heaven. ]
"Blessings from the stars", "blessings from the Titans", "blessings from the great magician", these words reveal very important information.
The "Titan" blessing is more inclined towards melee combat, a display of physical strength. The "Great Mage" blessing is clearly a magical blessing. Furthermore, "Stars" is clearly a collective term for many special life forms. They dabble in everything and can grant melee and ranged blessings, but more often they are some strange and unique abilities and items.
This kind of note, which is confirmed by the system and indicates that it comes from a certain person, is often more convincing and also illustrates its uniqueness.
After all, only a few platinum-level equipment can receive this kind of blessing notes, and low-level equipment has never had such a blessing note.
Wei Huan's heart moved, and he put the sickle back into his personal space. Then he grabbed the cloak and held it in front of his eyes, rubbed it with his fingers, and said, "It is said to be the key to the Gate of Heaven. Where is the Gate of Heaven?"
"I don't know. Maybe it's the next world, or the world after that, or maybe it will appear in the next moment, but I'm sure of one thing." Mu Zhong walked around to Wei Huan's side, pulled the quilt over them both, and then looked at the cloak and said, "It's the key. Only those who wear it can enter the so-called Gate of Heaven. This means this is another adventure without a chariot."
Wei Huan nodded, indeed. "Just like the transition from group battles to individual battles, just like the chariots only allowed us to cope with the difficult environment of the initial stage of the challenging world. Now that we have grown up, there are more and more personal adventures."
"Humanity is an individual civilization, the opposite of a swarm civilization. Each of us exists independently. Together we can be very powerful, but we can also become weaker due to mutual constraints. However, we have infinite possibilities. Just like you, once your individual strength reaches a certain level, our human race will be able to escape this predicament."
Wei Huan nodded, this is true.
His rebirth did save the human race from the brink of collapse, and he did not want to belittle himself.
but……
Wei Huan suddenly pinched the epaulettes of the cloak and shook it. The cloak spread out like a spinning skirt, covering Mu Zhong and automatically slipping onto his shoulders.
Mu Zhong clearly felt his body lighten, and he swayed from side to side before steadying himself. Then he looked around in surprise and smiled: "Very handsome, but it's not very civilized to dress like this."
Wei Huan looked at Mu Zhong's skin, which looked even fairer and more delicate after he put on the cloak. His gaze lowered and his eyes gradually darkened. A black mist surged out of his body.
Mu Zhong was struck by Wei Huan's handsome appearance with black smoke, and said, "Did I ever tell you that the black flames you used after using the Soul Beast were very handsome?"
"I told you." Wei Huan's hand came to Mu Zhong's chin, and he rubbed it very slowly with his fingertips.
Mu Zhongyi lowered his head, bit his finger, and said vaguely: "But what is this black smoke?"
"I'll take you flying." As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Huan cast a magic mist and flew up, leaving the bed.
The cloak behind Mu Zhong fluttered in the wind, carrying him like a handsome fish that had taken a bite of the bait, and slowly floated up.
Wei Huan hooked his fingers around Mu Zhong's teeth and pulled him towards him. Finally, he put his long arms around his narrow waist, lowered his head, and replaced the fingers with a kiss.
“Hmm…”
Kissing deeply.
…
The director waited in the room for four hours, but Wei Huan and Mu Zhong still didn't come down.
However, there were many people gathered in the square downstairs. Most of the crew members who were going to the Dark Beast Plane for adventure were surrounded by people downstairs. This was the moment when they should be excitedly sharing their joy, so how could they sleep?
The person next to the director asked, "Director, how about I ask the two drivers to come down?"
The director shook his head: "Let them rest more. They have withstood the most terrible things. It doesn't matter how long we wait."
"Yes, you're right. Humanity won a great victory in the opening battle this time. I can't help but smile whenever I think of it. I'm also honored to be able to work on this car and personally participate in this great historical event."
"We must be grateful. We are grateful from the bottom of our hearts. We humans are lucky to have these two people. They have changed our destiny."
"Yes, they are my idols and heroes in my heart."
Hearing this, the old man suddenly turned around to look at the people in the square.
He saw Captain Xue, who was surrounded by a crowd and talking loudly, Captain Wang Ming and Hou Xiaoming, who were chatting excitedly in the bar, and Brother Hammer, who flashed by the restaurant door.
Of course, there is also Xu Qingqiang, who has been squatting on the flower bed smoking since four hours ago, and now there are cigarette butts all over the ground under his feet.
The director pointed at them and said, "They are all heroes and role models for our generation."
…
Mu Zhong straightened his messy hair and looked at the unkempt bed again, especially the sofa next to it, which was even more messy and had some marks that shouldn't be there.
Is it a bit too wild?
Although the conditions during the 24 days in the Dark Beast Plane restricted them from any intimate actions, this was still too crazy and was almost their first time.
No, it seems to have exceeded it.
Is this a case of separation being better than remarriage? But they have always been together.
Mu Zhong raised his hand and pressed his sore legs, thinking that with their current physical fitness, it was rare for them to be so tired.
But Wei Huan is also a summoner. Even if his physical fitness is stronger than his, it shouldn’t be to this extent, right?
Has he been secretly building muscle again recently? But the data panel shows no significant changes. Could it be that his charm has increased?
Thinking of this, Mu Zhong no longer felt tired. Love is mutual, and only strong demands can prove the stability of their relationship.
What's more, apart from being a little tired, he felt extremely satisfied physically and mentally today.
"What's wrong?" Wei Huan felt Mu Zhong's gaze and looked up at him.
Mu Zhong lazily ran his fingers through Wei Chao's hair again, then his eyes fell on the pseudo-god-level treasure chest held in Wei Huan's hands and said, "You're really not in a hurry. I would open it the first time."
Wei Huan didn't answer this question, but the look in his eyes seemed to say: But you make my heart beat faster than it does.
Mu Zhong was pleased by the look, and his mature lips formed a seductive arc. He pointed at the treasure chest and said, "It is indeed a god-level item. Even if it is only a pseudo-god-level, it reveals something different.
I wanted to say this before, the treasure chest that opens with the touch of a finger and disappears after opening, and the blinding light, reveals a sense of unreality everywhere.
Now it is finally proved that my feeling is correct. Compared with those treasure chests, this pseudo-god-level treasure chest gives people a real and heavy feeling.
Even the lingering aura of the material seemed to speak of the death of a powerful creature and the secret treasure it left behind."
Wei Huan was silent for a few seconds, then squeezed out a sentence: "You are very good at liberal arts."
"Pfft!" Mu Zhong laughed, leaning against Wei Huan and saying, "Open it quickly. What are you studying? I'm so anxious."
Wei Huan said, "You also said that this box is made of a special material, made from the body of a powerful creature. I don't know what it's used for, but it would be a shame if it disappeared after I opened it. I want to feel it again."
Mu nodded and raised his hand to touch it. The small box seemed to bite him, and his fingertips felt prickly.
"Could it be a pseudo-god level?"
"Maybe. I don't know how long it's been since I died, but I still feel this kind of oppression. I wonder how much stronger it was when I was alive."
"It could also be that we are too weak."
"Compared to us, it's very strong."
"Wei Huan."
"Um?"
“Is this world real?”
Hearing Mu Zhong's sudden question, Wei Huan turned to look at him in confusion.
Mu Zhong said, "Challenge World always gives people a digital feeling. Even if the creator tries very hard to cover it up, that virtual state still lingers. Now when this pseudo-god-level treasure chest appears, that feeling is even more obvious. What do you think?"
"Maybe." Wei Huan replied.
Mu Zhong tilted his head and looked at him: "You don't look like you care."
"Yeah." Wei Huan really didn't care. Facing Mu Zhong's doubts, he thought for a moment and said, "Whether we are carbon-based life or digital life, we are all life. The test of challenging the world, the goal of our evolution, is to allow us to break free from our cage."
"Are you sure it's a cage, not that we'll be slaughtered like cattle and sheep after we leave here."
Wei Huan looked at Mu Zhong without saying a word.
Mu Zhong laughed dumbly: "Okay, I'm overthinking it. You know, people who are good at liberal arts tend to have more divergent thinking."
The previous conversation was suddenly brought back to life. Wei Huan couldn't help but laugh, then said, "I'm open."
"Hmm. Is that how it's going to go?"
"Just drive like this."
"It's open... oh, it's open."
The opened treasure chest completely attracted the attention of the two people, because the treasure chest did not disappear after being opened, and there was really something in the treasure chest.
Their eyes were focused on the treasure chest at the same time.
It was only a treasure chest the size of two palms, with very little space inside, and it didn't seem to be a magical item, so there was only a black book of the perfect size inside.
Wei Huan took out the black book and placed the treasure chest that had not disappeared on the bed. His attention was completely focused on the black book.
The black book is very thick, like a dictionary, and the cover is pure black, but from the side you can see a strange flowing light covering the surface of the book. It is precisely the existence of this flowing light that makes people feel as if the book is in front of them and yet not in front of them, in this space and yet not in this space when they stare at it.
There were no words on the black book. When you opened it, you saw densely packed and unrecognizable text.
Or maybe it's not words, but some mysterious runes.
Of course, it may be nothing, just the traces left on it by the flow of time and space. Staring at it for a long time, it seems as if you see a black river winding in front of your eyes, with light flickering up and down in the river.
"ah!"
"hiss!"
Wei Huan was watching intently, and when he heard Mu Zhong's call, he quickly turned around.
Mu Zhong had already fallen on the bed, covering his eyes and screaming. Two lines of bright red blood flowed from under his palms that were covering his eyes.
Wei Huan was horrified, "What's wrong?"
Mu Zhong endured the pain and said hoarsely, "It's a book. I can't read it. Call Xia Yu, quickly!"
"Xia Yu!!" Wei Huan suddenly jumped up from the bed, hugged Mu Zhong, and was about to go out like the wind.
Mu Zhong grabbed Wei Huan's shoulders, leaving a bloody handprint on them, and shouted angrily, "Put on some clothes!"
“…”
…
When Xia Yu rushed over, Mu Zhong's eyes that had suddenly bled had healed. He was lying on the bed neatly dressed, and had returned to being the elegant Lieutenant Colonel Mu.
He even directed Wei Huan to wipe the sofa in the room clean with his eyes closed, leaving no trace behind.
Wei Huan sat on the bedside with a cold face, frowning at Xia Yu: "...That's it. Although I can see again, I still need you to check it."
"Okay." Xia Yu nodded and sat on the chair specially placed beside the bed. She raised her hands and hovered them above Mu Zhong's head. A strong force of light flowed out from her hands and poured into Mu Zhong's eyes.
Visibly with the naked eye, wisps of black energy were expelled from the eyes and quickly disappeared into the air.
"What is this?" Wei Huan asked doubtfully, and then looked at the black book he had casually put into his private space. In fact, he already had the answer in his mind.
Xia Yu was also saying, "What hurt Captain Mu's eyes was a very dense dark energy. This dark energy is different from the dark energy you normally absorb. It is purer and closer to the origin of dark energy."
Xia Yu thought for a moment and explained in more detail, "There are seven layers of heaven. The higher you go, the purer the power of light is. If, on the first layer, healing Captain Mu requires a fist-sized amount of light energy, then on the second layer, only a finger-thick amount is needed to achieve the same effect. The total amount of energy I possess is the same, and this is a kind of purification of quality.
The dark energy that hurt Captain Mu had at least reached the level of the fourth or fifth day, so people with insufficient abilities or different attributes would be harmed if they came into contact with it.
In addition, fortunately, Captain Mu was just watching and did not chase deeper, so he was only injured accidentally. The energy that hurt him has now almost dissipated, and only my ability can drive the remaining trace away from Captain Mu's eyes.
If it was a deliberate injury, I don’t think that with the current state of human evolution, it would be possible to heal this injury.”
After saying this, Xia Yu stood up and looked curiously at the black book in Wei Huan's hand.
She blinked, a glint of light flashing across her eyes, and then she read: "True Book of Death, Pseudo-God Level, Darkness Control 30, Nether Power Increased by 10,000 Points, Nether Power Recovery Speed 100%, A Gift from the God of Death."
As if possessed by a demon, Xia Yu came back to his senses after reading out everything he had seen. Then, with a look of panic on his face, he said, "I'm sorry, I'm not..."
It was already very impolite to check the attributes of other people's equipment, especially since she was checking her own driver's pseudo-god-level equipment and reading it out loud without fear of death. This was simply too stupid. She wondered if someone had taken over her brain just now.
Fortunately, Wei Huan didn't care. In fact, he was also thinking about the information in this "Book of Death".
The only thing he cared about most was the "truth" written before the name.
Why is it "真"? What does "真" mean? What does the word "真" represent here?
Also, if there is “truth”, does that mean there is also “falsehood”?
With Wei Huan's knowledge, he has only seen the word "real" in two lifetimes. So, let's make a bold guess, is it possible that all the other rewards, supplies, and equipment they have obtained so far are fake?
The speculation that Mu Zhongcai mentioned not long ago about the "virtualization" of this world once again jumped into Wei Huan's mind.
Just like he had said to Mu Zhong before, he didn't care too much about what type of life he was, because the more he saw, the more he realized that the form of life was not important. What was important was the personality of an independent master. Even if it was an arranged life, every choice was made by himself, and up to now, this autonomy was the most important.
So when faced with this kind of "truth and falsehood", Wei Huan's reaction was not that he had been greatly deceived, nor was he panicking that he might be a false life, but that he was thinking that he had obviously gotten one step closer to the final truth, and the appearance of each different object represented a step forward.
Today there is one "genuine thing", tomorrow there may be two "genuine things". Just keep going like this, and sooner or later you will reach the place you want to see clearly.
Of course, besides the word "truth" that attracts the most attention, the attributes of this Book of Death are also exciting and shocking.
It is not known what effect 30 points of dark control will have, but Wei Huan has now collected three fragments of the Ring of Mofidi, which only increased his dark control by 3 points in total. However, this book added 30 points to him at once.
In addition, there are 10,000 points of dark power value and 100% dark power recovery, which also makes Wei Huan's data panel undergo earth-shaking changes.
Name: Wei Huan (Pseudo-artifact +75% All Attributes) (Title +25% All Attributes) (Brave Badge +10% All Attributes)
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Occupation: Underworld Gatekeeper (Sequence 5)
Stamina: 11800
Strength: 1290
Agility: 1100
Dark power: 28300
Dark Power Recovery Speed: 230% (Morphidi's Ring +100%, Diana's Pet Status +30%, Book of Death +100%)
Special status:
1. Dark energy accelerates erosion
2. Mofidi is chasing...
3. Being watched by Him…
4. Being watched by Him…
5. Being watched by Him…
6. Being watched by Him…
Equipped spells:
"Magic Mist"
"Magic Gate"
Magic Shield
Darkness Control +33
Number of summons: 130,000+
Before entering the Dark Beast Plane, if he had such a panel, he would have dared to go to the Dark Beast King's territory and kill him once.
With nearly 30,000 dark forces and a recovery rate of 230%, it is almost equal to the energy he consumes in normal combat.
With such a terrifying data panel, Wei Huan has completely stood at the top of humanity. If his growth was not obvious to all, he could have been deified in the ignorant ancient times.
However, when Wei Huan saw the "special status" on his data, his expression instantly became strange.
Being watched by so many "Him", is this a problem?
No, it shouldn’t be. The serial number in front is constantly changing.
This means that there are indeed four "Him"s paying attention to him, and these changes only occurred after he obtained the Book of Death.
I don’t know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.
However, Wei Huan did not care much about it. He was also being chased by a god-level monster. After all, too many fleas would not make an itch, and too many debts would not make a worry.
The data glasses can see other people's data, but Mu Zhong asked the Heart of Steel to block Wei Huan's data.
As the strongest human being and the spiritual leader of the human race, Wei Huan must not be allowed to be spied on.
Therefore, any data glasses with a level lower than "Heart of Steel" cannot see Wei Huan's data.
Of course, Mu Zhong could see it.
He had the same expression as Wei Huan, both of them were incredulous, but this kind of thing could not be discussed in front of other people, so they both remained silent.
Xia Yu couldn't see Wei Huan's attributes, but was also shocked by the description of the "Book of Death" that he saw.
At this moment, she was thinking a lot and had all kinds of guesses.
Mu Zhong pushed himself up from the bed, adjusting to the still-unhealed soreness in his eyes. He then said, "Xia Yu, the Book of Death is an item found in this pseudo-god-level treasure chest. It's also the first time humans have ever obtained an item of this type. We need to study it and determine what this type of item represents before we announce it."
Xia Yu nodded hurriedly: "I understand, I won't say anything nonsense."
After a pause, Xia Yu said curiously, "Can I feel the Book of Death? As a representative of the Light School, I think touching this book might be an effective experiment."
But Mu Zhong refused, "We will call you when we are ready," Mu Zhong said.
Xia Yu was a little disappointed, and his eyes fell on the pseudo-god-level treasure chest again, but he finally nodded: "I understand, I'll leave first."
"Um."
After Xia Yu left, the two were silent for a few seconds.
Then Mu Zhong said, "Perhaps, you broke a window."
Wei Huan said: "Maybe it's just a small crack."
Mu Zhong nodded. "Whatever it is, we're getting closer to the truth." He then quickly glanced at the Book of Death, not daring to look too deeply into it. After a quick glance, he said, "The Heart of Steel will block its data, so it's not appropriate to let more people know now."
"I think so too." Wei Huan nodded, and with a flip of his wrist, the Book of Death floated above the left side of his shoulder and moved with him. That was the location of the "off-hand equipment".
In fact, the Ring of Mofidi is a two-handed staff. At least so far, Wei Huan cannot wear any of the secondary equipment he has obtained, and can only carry a sickle on his back.
But now that it had obtained the deputy's True Book of Death, it locked onto Wei Huan's aura and chose to float beside him.
The usually domineering Death Scythe had no intention of fighting this time. It lay quietly on Wei Huan's back, as if it was afraid of the Book of Death.
Mu Zhong also looked at the Book of Death floating on Wei Huan's shoulder, then looked at Wei Huan's attributes. He sighed, put his hand on his waist and said, "You are becoming more and more inhuman, and your durability is too strong. I have to keep up."
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