Chapter 115 Eat a blood bottle

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Name: Phantom · Blood Bottle

Elements: [Props], [Blood], [Medicine], [Treatment]

Introduction: A common game prop, used to replenish vitality and physical strength. After taking it, it can treat most internal/external injuries. It cannot remove toxins, but it can repair the damage caused by toxins to the body.

Note: You have to eat it with the bottle!



"Oh my God, I even ate the bottle!" Feng Xue threw the salt in his hand back on the sofa, then picked up the blood bottle and took a sip.

Well, it's not rock candy or something like that, it's probably a glass bottle - maybe a crystal bottle.

Is this thing edible?

Did the blood return indicate excessive internal bleeding?

Feng Xuesi thought about it and decided to sell this thing on the black market. Since the thieves couldn't see the content of the note, maybe this potion could be sold at a good price.

As for himself, the Boots of Tranquility were enough. After all, drinking the medicine during the battle would disrupt the rhythm. If he also had to eat the glass bottle that was the size of a baby's fist... it would still be a bit difficult.

Thinking of this, Feng Xue no longer paid attention to this bottle of potion, but focused on the last "Madman's Diary".

After calming down her breathing for a while, Feng Xue decided to invest more this time.

He clicked on the crazy elements, and then directly pressed 9999 in the input field of [Knowledge]. As the confirmation button was pressed, the entire madman's diary began to twist.

However, unlike the previous recast distortion, this time the distortion was more like an expansion from the inside out. The originally thin booklet expanded in front of Feng Xue's eyes into a book that was ten centimeters thick. A tome full of strange symbols.

Whether it was because of the translation of Konjac or the power of Infinite City, Feng Xue clearly saw the meaning of the symbols on the book——

history.

"Am I... shipping?" Feng Xue did not touch the book immediately, but took two steps back because he instinctively felt that a fantasy history book made from a madman's diary and crazy elements, Definitely not a good thing.

Quickly turn on the identification function, and the properties of the phantom also appear in your eyes——

Name: Phantom · History of Cannibalism

Elements: [Cannibalism], [Books], [History], [Crazy]

Introduction: A seemingly ordinary "Encyclopedia of History" has the words "benevolence, justice and morality" written on every page. But if someone looks through the cracks in the words, they will be eaten by it.

Note: Don’t ask me how to read between the words!



"Bleach!" Feng Xue flew up and stabbed the book cover with a knife. A strange blood gushes out from the "wound". The sticky red color made Feng Xue quite uncomfortable.

Feng Xue didn't hesitate, and swung the knife in his hand even faster, because he didn't even know if he was reading the words on the book cover sideways, as if he was reading between the words.

A magical fantasy book was chopped into pieces in an instant and turned into shreds of paper on the ground, but Feng Xue didn't feel any distress at all and instead breathed a sigh of relief.

Having lived in Infinite City for so long, he has somewhat understood the terrifying rules of this world of "setting things too high". If you say you can eat people, you can eat people. Once the rules are triggered, as long as you don't have the corresponding elements (such as [Inhuman]), will be eaten by it.

Feng Xue casually clicked the smelting button on the remains of the book pages scattered on the ground. Feng Xue tried to recover something. Although the illusion will become a fake after being destroyed (except for those with special elements), it is still a whole. For a piece of smelting, it is For everything together, there is no bug of dividing it into hundreds of parts and smelting them separately.

When the remains of the phantom objects disappeared, Feng Xue raised his eyebrows slightly, because this time, he seemed to have really come up with something good——

Element, [Book].

"Hey, hey, isn't this the skill book admission ticket?"

Feng Xue looked at this book element with a very handsome smile on his face, but then he pinched his cheeks hard and forcibly regained his composure.

"Refining phantoms, then destroying them, and recycling book elements seems to be a good way, but the books themselves are a bit difficult to refine. Speaking of which, is it because I voted 9999 before that I was able to produce a phantom book this time?"

Feng Xue looked at the book element in the element column and felt a little restless. However, he did not act too hastily. Instead, he forced himself to calm down and took out the secret book of the Thirteen Deadly Swords and copied it again. However, This time I didn’t use cursive script, but hard-pen block letters.

Feng Xue copied it especially carefully this time, as if he wanted to inject his own spirit into it. As his swordsmanship improved, he could already understand the first six swords of the Thirteen Deadly Swords. Although it cannot be said that it can be used everywhere, it should be able to be used after a short period of practice.

But now is not the time to think about this. When the secret book was re-copied, Feng Xue still bound it slowly with needle and thread, and cut all sides with a knife.

"Well, I'll go to the black market and place an order later. I'll ask if there are phantoms like sewing machines. It would be better if the secret book could be locked." Feng Xue still felt a little regretful about the appearance of the secret book she made. But his needlework is obviously not enough for him to complete such high-end operations as manual hemming.

After a little regret, he carefully put the [Book] element into the book, and then put in the [Knowledge] of 9999.

Then...

Nothing happened.

No, it happened!

Just as the elements of the book were integrated into the secret book, the elements in Feng Xue's body began to twist and converge again. This feeling was familiar to Feng Xue. It was a sign of the aggregation of [tags].

Although the label of "Scaffolder" was condensed in his body, Feng Xue felt it was very strange. It was not that he had not been smelted and recast in Infinite City, but Infinite City had not created illusions because of him in the past. Just give him a blacksmith tag if he wants to use weapons!

Or to go one step further, not counting the skill CDs, he has already produced two cheat books. Why is he given this label now?

Could it be because there is a quantity limit?

Or is it because I copied books carefully before?

Feng Xue didn't know the specific reason, and there was no specific method of condensation in the label of [Scaffolder]. He took a general look at the label, but was surprised to find that one of the elements had actually been activated——

【copy】.

"Can the activation of the copying element further improve the speed and accuracy of copying text?" Feng Xue sensed the function of the tag and briefly browsed the catalog of knowledge given by the copyist, and found that most of them were about how to restore books as much as possible After the original technique, I temporarily withdrew my attention and focused it again on the secret book of "Thirteen Deadly Swords".

However, to his disappointment and surprise, this secret book did not become an illusion, but became a fake with elements just like the original pocket watch that only had two elements: [time] and [stop].

[Books], [Swordsmanship], [Assassin]

Among the three elements on the counterfeit, [Book] was obviously invested by himself, and the last two seemed to be mutated. But looking at these two elements, Feng Xue had some inexplicable thoughts in his heart...

Regarding the books that can be remembered, this varies from person to person.

I basically based the protagonist's situation on my own, because when I was a child, I was looking for books to read at home, and I dug out a collection of Lu Xun's essays that had been bitten by insects or mice. The prologue and the True Story of Ah Q were chewed up. Halfway through, there were Diary of a Madman, Medicine, White Light, Kong Yiji, etc. I couldn’t understand them at all at the time, but I thought the words were very interesting, so I read them for fun. When I grew up and had to memorize the texts again, I naturally had a deep impression. . In addition to this, I can also memorize a few pieces of Scholars and Foreign History, but it is impossible to get them word for word, at most I can get a rough outline.

On the other hand, in The Three-Character Classic of Bai Jia Xing, I can basically recite twenty or thirty sentences and then stop. As for ancient poems, memorizing a few poems is no problem, but for many poems, I only remember a few famous lines. I really can’t publish a collection of dozens of poems.

In short, what books a person can remember is closely related to his or her own experience. Maybe what you remember more deeply is The Thousand-Character Essay and Hundreds of Family Surnames, or The Analects of Confucius, but others may not remember it.

(End of chapter)