Infinite Sims

[Item: Storage Ring]

[Introduction: It contains a cubic meter of space, which can only store dead objects]

[Remarks: With it, you don’t want to worry about the problem of too much luggage, maybe you can use it to juggle]

[Price: 10 Destiny Points]

[Item: Relic]

[Introduction: The crystallization of spiritual energy left by a certain eminent monk after becoming immortal, has all kinds of wonderful functions]

[Remarks: comprehend Buddhism, assist in cultivation, and restore mana. Compared with these, its greater ability is to allow a group of bald men to find you]

[Price: 100 Destiny Points]

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"Storage ring? Relic?"

After roughly scanning the categories of items, Jiang Ren's eyes brightened slightly.

Judging from the introduction of these items, this world should be able to be a fairy, otherwise there would not be so many related items, and even many of them are very affordable.

"I don't think I've ever tried the effect of identity, have I?"

Jiang Ren checked the identity category again.

Discovery is the same as the first two worlds, except for an option to invest fate points, no information stands out.

"Try what it looks like to go in normally first, and try to be born with krypton gold next time you go in."

Immediately, Jiang Ren exited the mall and entered the dark space.

As a "Leopard Head Lin Chong" player, he has always believed that if he has to recharge, he should spend every penny wisely.

What appeared in front of him was a huge clock emitting a faint light.

A vague phantom appeared on the clock, and it could be vaguely seen that the background seemed to be a blacksmith's shop. A burly man with a naked upper body was holding a big hammer and hammering at the iron block in front of him.

"Why do you feel something is wrong?"

Seeing this picture, Jiang Ren was a little puzzled.

Usually in this link, every time there is a baby in the phantom, but this time not only there is no baby, there is not even a child, only a blacksmith who is obviously not young.

"Could it be that I will possess this blacksmith?"

When Jiang Ren guessed, his soul was pulled into the phantom of the clock.

...

clang! clang! clang!

Inside the slightly dilapidated blacksmith shop.

A blacksmith in his 30s and 40s, showing his muscular body, was holding a big hammer, hitting the iron tools on the big iron pier in front of him again and again.

The hot and dry temperature around made him sweat continuously.

But this not only did not slow down his speed, but accelerated even faster, the right hand wielding the hammer almost turned into an afterimage, repeating the movements of lifting and falling.

finally.

Under the beating of such violent wind and rain, the irregular pieces of iron turned into the shape of a knife at a high speed.

clang!

At the last knock that was clearly different, the blacksmith retracted the sledgehammer.

He wiped the sweat off his head casually, picked up the hammered knife with a tool, and put it into the burning stove next to it.

When the flame burned the knife body red, it was quickly taken out and put into a water tank filled with clean water.

嗞~

The hot blade instantly evaporated a lot of water.

A man in commoner clothes came in, looked at the knife he had just picked up from the water, and couldn't help but said, "Brother, this knife is really good, isn't it too cheap to just give it to that person? "

"He saved my life, don't you think my life is not as good as a knife?"

The blacksmith shook his head and put the blade on the tool table.

The clothed man's face was gloomy: "I'm just a little reluctant to part with such a good knife. This knife can at least rank in the top ten among the weapons you forged, big brother."

"you are wrong."

The blacksmith looked at the knife that had just gone through the quenching step, and his eyes flashed with satisfaction: "This is the best weapon I have ever made."

Hearing this, the man in Tsing Yi couldn't help cursing secretly: "That man must be smoking from the ancestral grave!"

When the follow-up process was completed, the knife, which could faintly see a cold light, was hung on one side of the wall.

The production process of a knife can range from a few days to tens of days.

After exhausting energy and physical strength, the blacksmith did not proceed to the next step. Instead, he hung the knife on the wall and went to a nearby house to rest.

"so……"

Jiang Ren, who had been observing silently for a long time, turned his eyes away from the door and looked at his current body: "Why did I become a knife?"

When he came in, he had guessed that he would become a blacksmith.

In this world where it seems possible to cultivate immortality, it is obviously difficult to find immortality at the age of a blacksmith, but there are still some advantages to being older, which can save a lot of time and start exploring this world in advance.

But what he didn't expect was that when Jiang Ren opened his eyes, he found that he was actually a knife being tempered into shape.

Can see and hear, but unable to move and speak.

"Is this why this world is called 'weapon'?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Ren felt helpless.

What, he wondered, could such a dead thing do?

In the process of being beaten just now, he has tried many methods, but none of them can control the knife possessed by him, let alone exert influence on the outside world.

Simply put, he is now worse than a vegetable.

Perhaps the biggest advantage of possessing a sword is that his viewing angle is 360 degrees without any dead angle, and within a certain distance from the blade, even if there are obstacles blocking the line of sight, he can easily pass through it.

And there is no pain.

I was hammered for a long time just now, but I didn't feel uncomfortable, but rather refreshed.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ren felt a chill: "I don't think I have a tendency to be abused."

Night fell.

Everything was silent, and the blacksmith and the man in Tsing Yi also fell asleep.

But in the locked blacksmith shop, Jiang Ren couldn't fall asleep. As a knife, he didn't feel any drowsiness now, and he didn't know how to sleep. He seemed to be in a daze.

"No, it can't go on like this."

Jiang Ren found that there seemed to be some emotional problems in himself, so he hurriedly cheered up.

Once this state of being unable to act, speak, and communicate is maintained for a long time, and there is nothing to do, it is likely to affect one's mental state.

"Maybe, you can try the method just now."

When Jiang Ren first became a knife, although all the methods he tried could not affect the outside world, one of them made him feel tired.

It is well known that living things feel this way only when they are tired.

Although he is not a living creature, he also has normal intelligence and can think, so it shouldn't be too much difference.

"Through the method just now, you may be able to exercise something, as if every time you recover from fitness, your body will become stronger."

Jiang Ren focused his attention on the blade.

In his induction, there seemed to be a mysterious energy in the blade, which spread with difficulty under his promotion.

After a few minutes.

Jiang Ren stopped moving.

It's not that he's tired or ineffective, it's just that he's exhausted, and even if he concentrates all his attention, he can't push the mysterious energy to move a little.

At present, the mysterious energy only occupies the size of a soybean in the blade.

"The effect is still there, but I don't know if it can restore my spirit."

Jiang Ren let go of his attention and counted silently in his heart.

After about an hour, he found that the fatigue had disappeared and he could push the mysterious energy again.

So, in the next time.

He kept repeating the process of exhausting energy and restoring energy.

This state of being unable to communicate with the outside world is really uncomfortable, and it is hard to find something to do, so naturally you have to work hard.

Moreover, this also gave him a little hope in his heart.

In this world where it seems possible to cultivate immortals, if there are spirits and monsters, then maybe one day I will become a spirit and become a demon.

By the time.

Are you called Dao Jing? Or a sword demon?