Volume 1 Chapter 78 Super-level Items - Eternal Life and Feast of the Gods
"I..."
When the morning came, the sunlight shone through the windowsill onto Lynch's face, making him feel warm.
But at this time, he could no longer feel the warmth of the sun.
Because he felt his heart was on fire.
“Hit???”
Lin Qi sat on the bed in a daze, staring blankly ahead, and after a long time he muttered these two words.
He blinked, patted his face, and fell asleep again.
But the next moment, he sat up again with his arm stretched out.
“I got it!!!”
Lynch scratched his head.
The voice that the system sends to itself continues to echo.
[Congratulations to the host for winning the super god-level item in the super-position lottery - Eternal Life·Feast of the Gods! ]
"Super God-level... I got it after taking a nap???"
Lynch still couldn't react.
[Host, you finally woke up... got it... got it...]
The system's voice seems a little lackluster, as if it has a weak kidney.
It took Lynch a long time to react, and he quickly looked into the system space.
There, there is a human-shaped puppet floating.
Just like a very ordinary model?
Lynch took a deep breath, took out the puppet and placed it in front of himself.
He felt the majestic energy from the puppet.
He was a little confused about this thing.
How could a super god-level item look so weird?
[Host, this is the message of eternal life....]
The system is still a little lackluster.
Directly throw the information of eternal life to Lynch.
[Puppet]: Eternal Life·Feast of the Gods
[Level]: Epic
[Explanation]: In a distant time and space, the gods created synthetic life. Users can give it consciousness by watering it with blood. Eternal life has independent consciousness, its physical recovery ability is extremely strong, and it can continue to grow.
"Is it that simple???" Lynch was stunned again and started to fiddle with the puppet.
No matter how you look at it, it looks like a mannequin used to display clothes.
However, the touch of this puppet is almost the same as that of humans, very bouncy and bouncy.
Lynch used his fingernails to cut a hole in the puppet's body and pulled it open, but he could not see anything inside. The structure was exactly the same as the surface of the skin, and the hole soon healed again.
This made Lynch feel happy.
Over the past century, he has learned the theoretical knowledge of building various equipment.
This thing seemed beyond his knowledge.
Moreover, this thing has a strong recovery ability. Lynch used magic to create a scalpel and began to dissect.
“Knock, knock, knock!”
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door: "Sir, we have prepared breakfast for you."
Lin Qi was doing puppet research. He threw the puppet on the bed and opened its skull. He nodded subconsciously when he heard the voice and said, "Come in."
“Squeak!”
The door was opened.
The 'Love Breakfast Four' stood at the door, holding various tableware and food in their hands, looking at a loss.
From their perspective, Lynch was riding on a humanoid object, fiddling around, and had no intention of paying any attention to them.
Their mouths opened wide and their jaws nearly dropped to the ground.
"Ah? Sir, you are busy. We put breakfast on the table in the room. We don't see anything!"
The four of them quickly placed their breakfast on the table, ran out of the room and closed the door.
"Hiss...Sir, what are you doing?" Uncle Morton wiped the cold sweat from his head.
"Hey, we are all men, and we always have some toys at home. We all know that." Paul smiled ambiguously, and then exclaimed: "As expected of a gentleman, even the toys are so realistic."
"What do you mean they are all men? Are you a dog, Captain? I am a woman! A woman!" Penny straightened her inconspicuous chest and blushed again: "I also want to be manipulated by the master like this, oh!"
"I feel like you're doing some research, sir." Borg smiled awkwardly.
"Hehe, research! Research! I understand." Paul raised his eyebrows at Borg.
The 'Four Wrong Thoughts' gradually moved away, their eyes exchanged with each other, and they all made up their minds to keep this secret.
Lynch, on the other hand, didn't feel anything was wrong at all.
He is still manipulating this puppet life.
As the saying goes, one never stops learning. Today he learned a lot.
This puppet doesn't have any human pulse or anything like that.
It can be said that every part of its body contains magical energy. However, this magical energy seems to be related to the soul. As long as this puppet is not completely beaten to ashes, it is possible to recover.
There are ancient magic runes in the puppet's body, and even Lynch finds those magic runes obscure and difficult to understand.
"The rune structure inside seems to be in another form, and has been completely recognized by the magic elves and the energy in the air. So when the puppet is damaged, the magic elves in the air will automatically help it recover..."
Lynch muttered to himself.
[Host! This is a magic item you won in a lottery. Please don't use it for research. Once you figure it out, will I still be able to do business in the future?]
The more the system listened to Lynch's muttering, the more something seemed wrong.
How come this guy seems to be able to figure out the structure of super-magical items in such a short time?
This isn't right!
By the time he figures it out, what's the point of having his own system?
[If this continues, I’ll be unemployed! ]
The system couldn't help but let out a cry of grievance.
"Hmm? What about unemployment?"
Lynch blinked, quite confused.
【Oh, nothing...】
"It's incomprehensible." Lynch rolled his eyes, ignored the system and continued his research.
He cut his finger and dripped a drop of blood onto the puppet as instructed.
The blood flowed down, as if triggering the laws of the void.
Moreover, Lynch could feel a suction force coming from the puppet, as if it was absorbing his soul memory.
All of this could have been prevented, but Lynch let it happen.
Because he knew that a magical structure was forming inside the puppet, awakening the puppet's consciousness and achieving a reflux through magic power and his own soul power.
"Interesting." Lynch grinned and began to open the puppet's skull to study the magic structure inside.
I was so absorbed in this research that I forgot to eat and sleep until the evening.
“Knock, knock, knock!”
There was another knock on the door.
"Sir, is it convenient for us to come in?"
Paul's voice was heard.
The 'foursome with ambiguous expressions' were making meaningful faces outside the door.
"Come in."
Lynch answered.
When Paul and the others opened the door, they took a deep breath.
Good fellow.
As expected of a gentleman, he plays from day till night!