About the story of a brave man being a potato for a thousand years and then the world was destroyed

Standing at the door, she listened to the lively sounds inside, took a deep breath, and walked in.

Then, just a few seconds later, she became the focus of the whole audience.

Seeing the biggest hero against the beast tide appear, holding the hero who defeated the mysterious black-armored man, how could they not be enthusiastic.

Shouting and shouting, inviting Yain to participate in their grand banquet.

And this time, Yain did not refuse.

She took a glass of beer and drank it directly.

Then, she took another glass and poured it directly into the earthen basin containing Liu Ji.

She didn't know if ordinary potatoes could drink alcohol, but she was sure that Liu Ji could.

In fact, she didn't like alcohol.

Because the mage needs to keep a clear mind at all times and never let himself get drunk.

But, today, she doesn't plan to care so much.

If you want to get drunk, get drunk thoroughly.

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Outside the city of Mir, deep in the canyon.

The cave that was once the habitat of the lizards was now scattered with all kinds of broken clothes and tattered armor.

In the center of the cave, six potato boys were standing together, forming a circle, looking up at the same "person".

It was a sturdy man with yellow skin and green hair.

For some reason, his physique and appearance were surprisingly similar to Bumigak, like a potato-colored version of Bumigak.

He was wearing a long red scarf, which was a big scarf made by tying three black-armored generals' cloaks together.

And on his lower body, he was wearing a black metal belt.

Obviously, the belt was also taken from the black-armored generals.

And on the inside of the belt, there was a red battle skirt.

Like the scarf, it was also the cloak of the black-armored general.

There were a total of four black-armored generals in this cave, and a total of four cloaks. He didn't waste any and wore all of them.

If Yain saw this scene here, she would be very surprised.

Because in theory, the cloaks of the Tyrant Army can only be used by themselves. Once others snatch them away and put them on their bodies, the cloaks will spontaneously combust or even explode.

But now, they are worn on this strange man, and there is nothing unusual.

And behind the man, there is a black giant sword with a hideous appearance.

Obviously, it is the long sword that once belonged to Wang Qi.

The man pulled the scarf on his collar, stretched his body, and said with a smile: "Okay, brothers and sisters, now it's time for us to find our grandfather. He must be worried after playing for so long."

129. Although I don't understand it, I am shocked

Missa is a little happy.

It was quite boring in this desert, but since the weird and indescribable thing appeared in the past two days, his doorstep has become much more lively.

First, the Tyrant set off fireworks at his doorstep for a whole day.

Later, two people wearing red and black cloaks came, looking like mages.

And he is a kind of mage who has some stuff.

But not much stuff.

Anyway, not as much as Misa.

Misa can't see the reason, anyway, Misa is not optimistic about their research.

But this kind of time reversal curse is originally their thing, maybe they can really research something out.

Well, maybe...

Try hard, maybe there is hope?

Misa doesn't care, he is just a retired old man who enjoys his old age, no matter how they mess with him, it would be best if they can destroy him, if not, he will go back and bury them.

After all, from the current point of view, this thing seems to be a deformed energy aggregate because of the simultaneous effect of the blood moon curse and its own curse, and it has no combat power.

Unless the two curses are mixed in its body, it may become a stable form.

But I don't know how long it will take.

Looking at the two guys who came later fiddling with various magic equipment and arranging complex magic arrays, Misa was a little dazed.

How long ago was the last time he did arcane research like them?

He couldn't remember.

Since he lost the ability to use magic, he could only use his staff as a stick. He sometimes missed his student days when he was a master in the arcane field.

"Magic..."

Missa turned sideways and rubbed his two fingers gently. A small transparent vortex appeared at his fingertips.

"Oh, space magic, it's really a nostalgic feeling. I think I also studied it for a while," he thought to himself. He shook his fingers gently, and the vortex suddenly turned into a breeze and floated away.

"This is really a surprise," Missa thought, stretching lazily on the recliner.

He felt more and more that it was the right choice to let Liu Ji bite him.

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Yin suddenly found that her alcohol tolerance might be a little poor.

After just two glasses of beer, she began to feel dizzy.

She was so dizzy that two Bumijak appeared in front of her, and one of them spoke a language she couldn't understand, with short green hair of the same color as Liu Ji.

"Hmm, strange, isn't this kind of beer not very intoxicating?" Yain rubbed her brow.

"No, no, no, so you are not drunk. There really is a person here who looks exactly like me!" Bumikak said with a wry smile, "And this guy is not one of the little guys following you. Did one of them change? Do you really not know what’s going on?”

His wound had just been healed today, and he originally planned to come to the guild for something to eat, but he happened to bump into the potato-colored version of himself at the door. As soon as he entered, the hunters thought he had learned some kind of clone technique.

"I don't know. Liu Ji probably knows better about these brats," Ya Yin shook her head.

"What about others?" Bumikak asked.

"Here it is," Yayin pointed to the potato seedlings in front of her.

Bumikak: "?"

Ya Yin spread her hands.

Bumikak: "???"

Bumikak: "Here, he really turned into a potato?"

"In fact, it should be said that he has turned back into a potato," Yayin said. "When I first met him, he turned into a person from a potato."

"That's right, that's really... quite weird," Bumikak scratched his head, "Ah, by the way, where are your other companions?"

Yayin glanced at him, tapped her index finger on the table, and then said: "They said... they left early for some reasons."

"Ah? Are you no longer in the city?" Bumijiak was stunned.

"Yeah," Yain nodded.

"Really, that's really a pity," Bumijiak sighed softly, "I also want to say thank you to that white dragon girl. If she hadn't been here, my injury might have been really serious. You may not survive.”

"I will help you tell her later," Yayin said, suddenly paused, and continued, "Well...if I have this opportunity."

"Huh? What do you mean?" Bumijiak was stunned for a moment, "You're not going to go find them?"

"No, not really, but..." Yayin bit her lip gently, then sighed and said, "No, it's nothing, it's just that I'm afraid I might forget it after a long time."

"Ah, that's true," Bumijiak scratched his head, "Then, if there is a chance, you can let them come back here to visit again, and I can entertain them well."

"Well, if I have the chance, I will," Yayin smiled.

While the two were talking, the potato boys were not idle either.

They formed a group around Liu Ji, chattering.

Yayin couldn't understand their language, but she could feel that these potato brats, and, uh, potato version of Bumijiak, seemed to want to do something to help Liu Ji.

Then……

Yayin watched helplessly as they took a large piece of meat from the table, cut it into small pieces, and buried it in the soil.

Yayin: "..."

Although she didn't understand the purpose of this, she was greatly shocked.

And the facts have proved that this seems to be of no use. Except that there seems to be more soil in the pot, nothing happens.

The Potato Boys looked at each other.

Then, the potato version of Bumikak suddenly slapped his forehead, picked up a glass of wine and poured it into the basin.

Well, Yayin has already done this.

Of course, it's still useless.

After two failed attempts, the potatoes began to squat aside and whisper.

Yayin is a little numb.

She always felt that these brats seemed unreliable.

But she didn't understand the language, and she didn't know how to tell them, and she didn't know if they actually had some reason for doing this.

In fact, the potato brats really have their own reasons.

Because others cannot communicate with Liu Ji, they can transmit information to Liu Ji through blood-connected perception.

The information they receive now is roughly as follows:

"Hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry..."

Just, I have no idea what happened to Liu Ji, and I have no idea at all. The entire "blood communication channel" is full of noises of hunger and pain.

The potatoes don't know how to help Liu Ji solve the "pain" problem, so they can only devote themselves to helping him solve the problem of hunger.

However, the effect of burying meat in the soil or pouring wine does not seem to be very good.

It felt like their grandpa needed something nutritious and easier to absorb.

At the first moment, they thought of the essence of Tianwu.

But, that thing has been eaten by them.

As for the rest...

Suddenly, the potato version of Bumijiak had a flash of inspiration, slapped his forehead, and had an idea.

Then, he smiled at Ya Yin, then picked up the flowerpot containing Liu Ji, and ran out with the other potato boys.

130. Dig a hole, bury some soil, and count one, two, three, four, five

The Potato Boys left the Hunter's Guild and ran along the road towards the city gate.

They ran all the way in front, and Yayin chased them all the way behind.

She was a little curious about what these brats were planning to do.

"But," Yayin glanced at her side with some confusion, "Why do you want to follow me?"

"I can't let a guy with my face run around somewhere I don't know, right?" Bumijiak said helplessly.

"Ah, this," Yayin said casually, "but your hair isn't green, is it?"