Chapter 113: Transformed into a hard-working old farmer

In the end, Yao Beibei confessed "honestly".

What did you explain? It 's very simple.

"It's Wanyu!" Yao Beibei said, "Wanyu said she wanted to attack the senior at night to make him change his mind, so that Xiao Zijin would be disappointed in him!"

Yao Beibei still attacked the sister who was lying in bed and had not woken up.

Of course, Su Ming meant fucked.

"You want to make other women disappointed in me by attacking me at night? You are such clever little ghosts!"

Su Ming almost smashed Yao Beibei's head on the spot.

This kind of action usually only appears in light novels. Do you think I am in the world of light novels? Why would I have to work so hard? Can't I just lie down and focus on building a harem?

Needless to say, Su Ming did not believe Yao Beibei's nonsense.

But Yao Beibei understood this statement and refused to change. When provoked, she looked like she was about to cry. She really needed Su Ming to discipline her. Ahem, he couldn't teach her a lesson.

As a result, the matter was left unresolved.

"Sooner or later, I will make you confess honestly."

Seeing that they were almost at the residence, Su Ming had no choice but to stop questioning. After saying this sentence that frightened Yao Beibei, he did not continue to ask any more questions.

Although Yao Beibei felt frightened for a moment, she was temporarily relieved.

"From now on, Wanyu will have to deal with everything."

Yao Beibei had to admit that Jiang Wanyu had a better solution to this situation.

She is just a soft girl who is responsible for crying out loud. It is really too difficult for her to face the interrogation of a big devil like Su Ming who has no blood or tears.

If it was Wanyu , there should be a way, right?

As Yao Beibei thought about it, she became a little uncertain.

After all, it was Jiang Wanyu who proposed the so-called "night attack".

Yao Beibei could only return to her room with her unreliable support.

Soon, she couldn't think about it anymore.

After a night of hard work, Yao Beibei was also exhausted. As soon as she returned to the room and touched the bed, she fell asleep immediately.

Lei Hao and Ye Baiyi haven't woken up yet, obviously they are very tired.

Lian An Zijin, after taking care of Jiang Wanyu all night, was now lying beside Jiang Wanyu's bed, fast asleep.

In the entire room, among the entire team, only Su Ming has greatly increased his spiritual power due to the transformation of his bloodline. Currently, he is still energetic and not tired.

"I won't become an immortal directly, right?"

Su Ming complained to himself in his heart, but he did not stop his work. He moved An Zijin back to the bed, let her lie down and have a good rest, and also covered Yao Beibei with a quilt. Finally, he came to Jiang Wanyu and took a look at her face.

"It seems to be much better."

Seeing that Jiang Wanyu's complexion had regained some of its rosiness and the injury on her shoulder seemed to have recovered under the effect of the alchemical potion, Su Ming nodded with satisfaction.

Then, Su Ming was attracted by something.

"By the way, what exactly is this thing?"

Su Ming's gaze fell in front of Jiang Wanyu.

There, a small cloth bag was held tightly in Jiang Wanyu's hand.

It was last night that Jiang Wanyu planned to give An Zijin the small cloth bag to use to protect himself.

Unfortunately, Jiang Wanyu failed to be sent away. Su Ming and Shi Lin arrived in time to remove the poison and heal her injuries.

After that, Jiang Wanyu fell into a deep sleep. She kept holding the small cloth bag in her hand and never let go.

The rest of the people probably saw this scene, but because they were only concerned about Jiang Wanyu's injuries at the time, they ignored the small cloth bag.

The same is true for Su Ming. He only started to pay attention to this thing now.

"Seeing how she didn't forget to hold it tightly even when she fell asleep, this thing must be very important, right?" Su Ming muttered, and said, "How about taking a look?"

Su Ming was somewhat moved.

It's not that he is obsessed with other people's secrets, but Jiang Wanyu and Yao Beibei have been doing something secretly, and some of them are targeting him. Su Ming is wondering what these two are hiding all day long.

"Anyway, these two girls have been sneaking around a lot. Last time, they even broke into my room. I'm using their own methods to fight them. Isn't that too much?"

Su Ming thought so and found sufficient reasons for himself.

As he was thinking, Su Ming took action.

He gently separated Jiang Wanyu's hands and picked up the small cloth bag.

After holding it in his hand like this, Su Ming discovered that this thing was actually long and somewhat hard. From the touch, it felt a bit like a medicine, but also a bit like a close-fitting weapon.

Su Ming untied it, and then he easily saw the object inside the small cloth bag.

That was actually a dagger.

A small short knife that looks like a fruit knife and is housed in a thin iron sheath engraved with magical runes.

Su Ming weighed it and his eyes flickered.

As someone who has opened all kinds of extraordinary items from packages, how could Su Ming not recognize the true identity of this small dagger?

"Is this an alchemical weapon?"

Yes.

This is an alchemical weapon.

All professionals dream of obtaining powerful weapons, even high-level professionals are pursuing them—alchemical weapons.

"Good fellow."

Su Ming looked at the small dagger for a while, and his eyes changed when he glanced at Jiang Wanyu.

"You actually carry such a treasure with you. If you say you don't have some background, I really don't believe it."

Even high-level professionals may not possess alchemical weapons, but they are kept by a 17-year-old girl who has just entered the Demon Hunting Academy. How could this be possible without some tricks? Originally, Su Ming thought that in terms of potential alone, Yao Beibei would definitely have a better future than Jiang Wanyu.

But now, Su Ming was not sure.

A little girl who can keep alchemical weapons close to her body obviously has an extraordinary background.

In this case, is Jiang Wanyu a simple person? Obviously not.

In addition, these two girls often sneak around him. Thinking back on everything that had happened so far, Su Ming finally became a little suspicious.

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"Who are they anyway?"

Is he really just a simple first-year student and An Zijin's roommate?

"Come to think of it, they both seemed to have mentioned that they, like An Zijin, came from Yinze City."

In other words, these two girls are not only An Zijin's roommates, but also exchange students from Yinze City like An Zijin? But why did they come all the way to Longyao City as exchange students? An Zijin wanted to reunite with him, so these two girls couldn't be here for him, right? If they didn't come for him, who were they coming for?

Su Ming involuntarily turned his gaze and set his eyes on An Zijin.

"Brother Su Ming."

An Zijin turned over gently in her sleep and muttered Su Ming's name. The way she talked in her sleep while hugging the quilt was so adorable.

Su Ming's gaze swept over An Zijin, Jiang Wanyu and Yao Beibei in succession. After pondering for a long while, he finally let out a breath.

"If you have time later, let's investigate a little bit."

At the very least, we need to investigate the backgrounds of Jiang Wanyu and Yao Beibei.

After making this decision, Su Ming put the alchemical dagger in his hand back into the small cloth bag, and then put the small cloth bag back into Jiang Wanyu's hand.

Then, Su Ming returned to his room, listened to the snoring of Lei Hao and Ye Bai, closed his eyes and rested for a while, then sat up again.

"Come to think of it, there's one thing I haven't done yet."

What's going on? Of course, he's going back to the battlefield to collect the bodies!

At this time, the battlefield in Huaming District was littered with the corpses of phantom demons.

In other words, there is magic material everywhere.

Although soldiers would go to the battlefield from time to time to collect the victims and the bodies of the phantom demons, the war had been going on for more than twelve hours, and there must be corpses of phantom demons everywhere, some of which were materials left on the phantom demons.

If these things fell into Su Ming's hands, they would be worth a large number of chips.

If we wait until the war is over and Longyao City has enough space and manpower, 80% of these materials will be taken away by them.

"no!"

Su Ming could no longer sit still, as if he could see countless chips flying away from his eyes.

He ran out of the room and went straight to the battlefield.

This is a battlefield far away from the camp and defense line.

The phantom demons would attack from time to time, but would also be met with a large-scale spiritual bombardment from time to time, so that most of the phantom demons would not have time to reach the front line where the professionals were, and would be covered by large-scale attack spiritual magic, and would die here before they could even accomplish their mission.

This is the farthest distance that the warlocks on the other side of the defense line can attack with spiritual magic. The phantoms that reach this line of defense must first survive the indiscriminate bombardment of large-scale attack spells released by the warlocks before they can reach the position of the professionals and fight with the hunters who are the vanguard.

Therefore, there are no human corpses here, but only the broken limbs and remains of phantom demons that have been torn to pieces by large-scale spiritual attack spells.

At a certain moment, a figure leaped over from the horizon, landed heavily on the ground, and raised a cloud of dust.

"Ahem, failed to show off, luckily there's no one here."

Su Ming walked out from the smoke and dust, coughing and waving his hands, looking as if he was choked by sand.

But the next second, looking at the broken limbs and corpses all over the field, Su Ming's eyes began to light up.

"The wings of a shrieker, a fragment of a razor, the skin of a shadow demon, and the heart of a troll?"

Su Mingqing was extremely happy as he lit up each piece of magic material.

"Is this the scale of a water demon? Judging from the color, it seems to be a mutant. It's very valuable!"

"The skin of the Blackheart Demon? It's the main material for the contract! It's in great demand!"

"Is this the venom of the Glue Demon? It might be worth a lot in the underground market!"

"What kind of material is this from the phantom demon? Forget it! Just take them all!"

This wave is undoubtedly a great harvest.

Su Ming was busy collecting the phantom materials on the battlefield, and no matter whether they were valuable or not, he threw them all into the gold finger backpack.

Anyway, the space in the Gold Finger backpack is unlimited, so Su Ming will naturally put as much as it can hold.

Su Ming transformed himself into a hardworking old farmer and began to harvest these forgotten spoils.

(End of this chapter)