Devil Seeds

Chapter 238 Don't let him live, and don't let him die (subscribe)

Sun Shuyi obviously didn't know that his sudden interest in cakes would lead him into a big trouble. Of course, he couldn't be the core character. In Ke Xiaoliang's setting, he was just a clue and an introduction.

Soon, when the 'story' unfolds, maybe even his fellow disciples won't care so much about his life or death.

At this time, Sun Shuyi delusionally wanted to find delicacies that surpassed Ke Xiaoliang's pastry shop through the path of the wasteland world, but he didn't know that Ke Xiaoliang's pastries were not so "cultivating immortals" in essence.

After all, apart from Ke Xiaoliang, there is probably no 'Day of Heaven' that is so outrageous, using heavenly calculations to deduce the wonderful recipes for making pastries.

It is precisely because of this "heavenly level" delicacy that Ke Xiaoliang's cakes have always been selling well.

Of course, in order not to attract too much attention, Ke Xiaoliang did not put 'medicine' in the pastry, but made the delicious taste soft and refreshing.

It will not be addictive, and it will always be in my heart, but I will occasionally recall it, as if I have an inexplicable connection with a city or a scene... It can probably be called "the feeling of food".

People often think that they like the cakes there because they fall in love with a city, but they don’t understand that what they like is actually the cakes there, and they also fall in love with a place.

Of course... Belvedere itself is indeed a very beautiful and elegant town with a fascinating charm.

After warning the woman in the cake shop, Sun Shuyi temporarily put the matter aside.

Even the second generation of Xiu is not full of women and pretense.

At this time, Sun Shuyi was in the wilderness outside the city, and together with some friends he met in the wasteland world, he was struggling to kill monsters.

In the wasteland world, killing monsters is one of the ways to get plot points every day. Although they come rarely, it is better than stability.

And this kind of daily life is also the reason why Ke Xiaoliang always needs to ensure his magic value and has a large inventory.

Ke Xiaoliang must maintain this kind of daily foundation, so that more monks will always be interested in traveling to other worlds, and only then can those masters who spend money to cultivate immortals see hope. They understand that sooner or later, they will be able to accumulate enough plot points and get what they want in the world of God's Domain.

Drawing big cakes is a last resort, not a long-term solution.

People can be deceived by beautiful illusions for a while, but they can never be deceived all the time. So when you have no capital, you rely on cheating. If you have capital, you have to go ashore immediately and do business in a down-to-earth manner.

Ke Xiaoliang understands this truth, that's why his Huzhong Realm is booming. Except for a few salted fish gangs, everyone else, from the big bosses down to Mengxin, are all wage earners under him.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled down from the hole in the sky that tore through the dark clouds.

Some weeds with thorns have grown on the wasteland coated with red light.

Teams of people gathered in the city, driving away the tamed monsters, and pulling heavy carts.

A large number of monster bones were piled up on the cart.

Long ago, killing monsters would leave no corpses behind.

Because the demon sealers would choose to absorb '奶', and of course... also because Ke Xiaoliang wanted to recycle the corpse, saving a little is a little.

But now, as long as the demon sealers don't take the initiative to absorb the 'X' that breaks out after the monster dies, the corpse will remain.

Some people say that this is the change brought about by the appearance of the Giant of Light.

Of course, some people think that this is because of the impact on the world after the legendary god came to the world.

Just like... the beast tide.

Some things that were originally between illusion and reality have all become real.

The monsters that originally looked like energy bodies have also become real flesh and blood creatures.

After bidding farewell to his teammates who formed a group to kill monsters, Sun Shuyi took stock of today's gains, feeling satisfied.

"As long as you save another 3,000 plot points, you can customize an E-level rune combat suit for Junior Sister Mengxi. She will definitely look beautiful in it. And when she goes out for a walk in the future, her defense will also increase greatly. I will be assassinated by those demon cubs of the Demon Sect..." Thinking of this, Sun Shuyi had a gratified smile on his face.

A mature Tiangou knows how to pay tribute in time, and does not need the goddess to personally supervise.

Although he is the second generation of Xiu, but the plot point... he also lacks it!

And the Artifact Sect is also rotten. Fresh items such as rune battle suits, spirit stones are not for sale, and only accept reservations with plot points.

When he came to the door of the Simil cake shop again, Sun Shuyi looked at the closed cake shop and showed a sneer.

He looked up at the monitors on the surrounding street corners.

"Very well, everything has been destroyed. In this way... no one will know that I did it. Even if the shop owner suspects it, there is no evidence." Sun Shuyi was about to smash open the shop door.

Suddenly seeing a corner not far away, he retracted his head.

"Who? Who's there?" Sun Shuyi asked loudly.

Then the foot moved, and the person had already rushed to the corner.

A woman with flaxen curly hair was quickly turning the wheelchair and running towards the depths of the alley.

Sun Shuyi showed a ferocious sneer.

"Run? If you don't want to hand over the formula, can you run?" He didn't have too much doubt, so he chased after him.

Then watch the woman get into the elevator.

Sun Shuyi rushed into the elevator, and before he could threaten again, he felt that the elevator was weightless and was falling rapidly.

"Oops... I fell for it!" Although Sun Shuyi is a dog, he is not a stupid dog. How can he not know at this time that he has been tricked?

Just as he was about to draw his sword and slash, he first broke free from the space limitation of the elevator, but a sweet smell filled the small space.

Immediately afterwards, he felt unconscious and drowsy, as if he was about to fall asleep.

"Enchanting pollen has an effect on him, but it needs a higher concentration. He is not a saint, but an immortal!" Sun Shuyi seemed to hear such a voice in a daze.

"What is the pollen of obsession? What is the saint? What is the undead alien? Wait... I am the undead alien! This is one of the aborigines' names for our monks. I was caught by the aborigines? They...why Want to arrest me?" Sun Shuyi's mind gradually became slow and numb.

"Back... Back...!" Sun Shuyi wanted to open his system panel and choose to quit the world.

But soon his mind became more numb, and he even lost his ability to distinguish and think.

In the elevator that had already fallen to the bottom, several people in black cloaks looked down at Sun Shuyi.

"Himir! You made a mistake, you hired the wrong person. He's a damned undead alien, but...we can't kill him."

"Although he doesn't know anything, once we kill him or let him go, the smart guys among them may guess something."

"So we can't let him live clearly, and we can't let him die. He has to suck a lot of fascination pollen all the time to maintain this lost state." A man in black robe said to the woman with light yellow curly hair.

The woman looked a little flustered, and looked at Sun Shuyi with hatred in her eyes.

In her opinion, it was Sun Shuyi's behavior that misled her judgment.

"Forget it, arresting undead aliens, studying them, dissecting them, and exploring the truth about their immortality are also one of our subjects. So don't waste this material, send it to my laboratory!" Another enveloped in black said the man in the robe.

The nineteenth day of five consecutive challenges!

Ah... Another day of waking up at five o'clock!

It's winter... winter... winter! If possible, who wouldn't want to be a lazy dog ​​and sleep until ten o'clock?

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