Chapter 20 Bring Him a Message That is a tree that is growing well.
It was a tree that was growing well.
Lush and green, with lush branches and leaves, and green branches hanging down from the gaps between the leaves.
It looks very lively at first glance, unlike the one Li An is carving.
The trees carved out of grayish-white marble look unusually pale and have an exceptionally gloomy feel.
He casually circled the tree twice and couldn't help but shake off his fur.
Protecting a tree is too simple. If those guys knew that it now even takes on this kind of work, it would become a shame to the demigod world.
It can be done by allocating some energy points. The black cat hesitated between the two IOUs for a while, and then decided to go find the bird first.
Otherwise, if he dies in a few days, it will be a big loss.
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The cell was small - to be exact, Shanju's cell was small, after all, Sakori's cell was quite spacious.
So this time Shanju finally saw clearly that the black cat jumped out from the shadows.
Silent, invisible and intangible.
Then his cat-like vertical pupils looked over.
In the deathly silent cell, Shanjue slowly sat up.
Sakri should have fallen asleep, and at this moment there was only the black cat and him.
He thought of some unimportant things, and then of the contents of the IOU.
He came to ask him for something.
Shanju suddenly said, "I remember I should have seen you."
Long before entering into the thoughts of that God, long before the IOU was settled.
The black cat moved its eyes, shifting them from side to side, as if assessing what he was.
His silence gave Shanju room to continue: "On the day when the president and I went to meet Sakerui,"
"I lost a tool bag."
"That's the only tool bag I have on me."
He smiled and said, "I am a very poor man. Even if I shake my purse upside down, I won't get two more coins."
“So I take good care of that tool bag and watch it closely.”
The poor researcher said: "So, it would never disappear without a reason."
"And when I was meditating later, I felt that the power of the secret pattern was further enhanced."
Shanju had only given up on one concept in his life, and he quickly linked the increase in strength to the missing tool bag.
"You took it and compensated with power, didn't you?"
Although Shanju didn't know why a great god would take away a tool bag, he was a very strange god and nothing he did would surprise people.
The dignified god was silent for a while, then said sinisterly, "You know too much."
After the small business, the second shame of the demigod appeared!
Shanju was a little nervous, but the breeze from the forest leaves calmed him.
He would not kill him, at least not until the reward was received.
Suibian was still immersed in his poor and stingy days, feeling like a tiger in plain land being bullied by dogs.
Then I heard the blind bird say, "I want to increase the content of the IOU, and accordingly, I will also increase the reward."
More business coming!
He just stood up and immediately put aside the trivial matter of shame or not.
Earning energy points is not a bad thing.
"About the ceremony—"
I casually interrupted him: "You can let me help you get rid of that god, but you can't afford the price."
Even selling my soul wouldn't be enough to make up for the loss.
The most important thing is that we don’t have so much energy to squander now. The energy wasted in a fight can be used for other businesses.
Unless Li An is asked for help, theoretically the divine nature has shown initial signs of recovery, and it would be easy to deal with a low-level god.
But why?
And even if it was casual, I wouldn't dare bet that Li An would do something unexpected.
Although he has a good temper, it is only within the limits of a god. It is difficult for ordinary humans to appreciate Li'an's subtle and free kindness.
Shanju was silent for a while.
From the cell across the street came Sakori's thin voice.
"Will it be enough if I add you?"
Randomly rolled his eyes: "Not enough."
It has seen many people with great talents, and it is nothing until it can become a god itself.
There was some rustling noise coming from the other side, and after a while, Sakeli tiptoed over.
The guards actually don't care much about them.
Firstly, there is Sakeri’s special status, and secondly, the secret patterns carved on the wall are not good-looking.
She sat cross-legged on the ground, chin in her hand: "That book is definitely not enough to deal with the gods."
After all, it was just a small price to pay, more than enough to devour the reflection of God, but God himself was not a shallow existence like a reflection.
"I've never heard of anyone who could have seen the true God and still survived." Sakeri sighed.
She added: "Except the people who meet you."
He hummed a few times casually, knowing that he was just daydreaming, so he stopped talking about such unrealistic things.
The business failed and it planned to get back its original compensation.
But Saccori proposed a new conjecture: "I heard that there is some kind of connection between the stars that humans cannot understand."
You know, every kingdom has its own gods, but these gods basically do not invade each other's territories.
They will only maintain this delicate and fragile relationship with the same tacit understanding.
It's not something like telepathy. The most reliable guess is some kind of unknown "inspiration" between the orbits of the stars.
Just nod casually, that makes sense, and continue.
It shook out the half-finished business in its mind and felt that it was not impossible to make a deal.
Sakeri gathered his thoughts and finally said, "If I just ask you to help convey a message, is that okay?"
"What message? Who is it for?"
She said, "Take it to the owner."
"Just say, does He feel that there is something missing in His recent handmade works?"
As early as the first time Sakeli entered the handicraft shop, when he was briefly conscious, he saw clearly what kind of environment he was in.
It was a place that looked like a studio, with a pale, skeletal giant standing in the corner.
When he entered for the second time, the owner also came out of the studio, and she noticed the god gently flapping his sleeves.
Therefore, it is highly likely that he has some handmade works in the process of production recently.
Suibian really stood up. It no longer cared about pretending to be a cat and stared straight at Sakeri.
The voice is no longer deliberately mixed in an attempt to disguise itself as a cute cat, which makes it even more eerie with the appearance.
"Are you sure?"
The sacrifice pursed his lips and gave an affirmative answer: "Yes."
The black cat stood up, his tone calm, but with a hidden excitement in it.
"You have nothing to trade right now, except your abilities, talents, and that book."
This is what we want to talk about.
Although the few things it mentioned were not something that Sakeri could easily give.
"What about me?" Shanju followed closely, his voice trembling slightly.
"I can give you all the power of the secret pattern. Is that enough?"
The black cat stood there thinking for a while.
"You get the book, plus all his abilities."
Sakeri immediately said, "Deal."
The god narrowed his eyes, slowly lay back on the ground, and disguised himself as a cat again.
"Deal done."
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