The System Exploded And I Became The System

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"You mean, that guy ate Peng? Eaten raw?"

The man in a suit holding an umbrella, listening to the report of the guy kneeling on the ground in front of him, his eyes twitched slightly.

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes. After Brother Peng was split in half from top to bottom, he ate it all in one bite!"

"Interesting human lunatic." The man in a suit with a badly damaged skin had a strange color in his eyes, and at the same time aroused a burst of interest.

Glancing at the man in front of him, the man in a suit waved his hand casually.

"Hiss~"

A dark mist visible to the naked eye extended directly from the man's palm, and then fell into the man's body.

Under the infusion of this black air, the seriously injured man who escaped from Xia Qingming's house in front of him was recovering from his injuries at a speed visible to the naked eye!

As his body recovered, the man's hair began to fall off, his skin became wrinkled, and his face became ugly. At the same time, a strong feeling of hunger began to erupt in his stomach.

"Ding ding ding!"

At this moment, a man on an electric bike was honking and trying to pass by in this street.

"Roar!" The extremely hungry bald man's eyes burst into a bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty glow like a beast.

With a tiger pounce, he directly knocked down the man who was riding a bike!

The car fell to the ground, and the tires rolled up the rain curtain.

The man who was knocked to the ground screamed, and then suddenly found that his neck hurt.

"Swish!"

A large piece of flesh and blood with throbbing blue veins was bitten off from the man's neck by the bald evil ghost!

Blood sprayed in the heavy rain, and the man buried his head and frantically swallowed the flesh and blood in front of him to fill the hunger in his stomach.

Beside this horrible scene, the man in a suit holding an umbrella had no expression on his face.

The man riding the electric donkey, who was the biggest victim, stared with bloodshot eyes, put his palm into his pocket before he died, and pressed a button.

For a long time.

In the increasingly heavy rain, the evil ghosts eating on the ground stopped moving after eliminating their hunger.

"Since Peng is dead, you can take over. From now on, the name Peng is yours."

"Yes, master!" Peng bowed his head.

At this moment, he was completely different from his human state just now.

Before, he was skinny and weak, but now he has more than doubled his size, like a little giant!

"Well, let's go, lead the way, I want to see with my own eyes what this guy who dared to eat our people looks like." The man in the suit pressed down the brim of his hat, and a cold and calm bloodlust jumped in his dark red pupils.

Soon after the two left.

A large number of police immediately appeared in this alley!

"I can't recognize him from his face, but I found a recorder in his pocket. It's Mole, the informant of the drug trafficking case we are currently dealing with!"

"Damn it!"

After learning about this, the police gathered in the alley were both sad and angry.

"From the sound recorded in the recorder, it seems that there are two people on the other side, and they seem to be planning to harm people." The deputy captain summarized the contents of the recorder.

"Go and check the surrounding surveillance to determine the whereabouts of the two people!"

"Contact the anti-terrorism team. We must catch these two people tonight!"

...

...

On the other side of the city.

"Thousand-year-old plants, this tree should be almost there."

After getting away from the somewhat chaotic things at home, Xia Qingming went straight to a park in the city with ancient trees as the main landscape.

In the park in front of him, there are five thousand-year-old banyan trees.

The thousand-year-old banyan trees, with their drooping roots, are like the whiskers of an ancient dragon sleeping underground.

He glanced at the 1200-year-old sign hanging on the tree trunk.

Xia Qingming reached out and pulled off an inconspicuous root from it.

With a flip of his palm, the root reached the storage space.

…

Wasteland world.

Zhang Ai sat on the bed in Xia Qingming's room, frowning and looking at Xia Qingming who had closed his eyes for a long time.

This time, the waiting time was unexpectedly long.

Could it be that this guy couldn't materialize the thousand-year-old plant from the old times?

After this idea popped up, the woman shook her head and hurried to get rid of this idea from her mind.

Now she can only hope for Xia Qingming.

If Xia Qingming can't do it, then there is no benefit at all for their photo session!

Still have to hope for this guy to get better.

"Huh~"

At a certain moment, Xia Qingming slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and looked at his palm.

In his palm, a banyan tree root appeared.

Zhang Ai, who was sitting on the bed, stood up quickly.

His attention was completely focused on Xia Qingming's palm..

When she saw the plant root, the woman's breathing became heavier.

"It's really a plant!"

"This thing should prove to you that I can really get a plant that has grown for a thousand years." Xia Qingming said, handing the root in his hand to the woman in front of him: "Don't forget the deal we agreed on."

The woman nodded slightly, and then said to Xia Qingming: "The location of the photo session tonight has changed. I will tell you the specific location information in the evening."

As Zhang Ai left, Xia Qingming exhaled a breath of turbid air.

He had to meet with Zhang Ai, the fourth chief.

If he didn't make things clear now, he would undoubtedly become a discarded pawn or fall into a completely passive position.

Just like what the woman said before she left.

The meeting place of the photo session has been changed.

If he chose to bypass Zhang Ai today and report to the new city lord that the photo session would be held in Building 7.

After the new city lord adjusted his forces and went there, he found that he had come up empty-handed, and all the contradictions would be transferred to him!

After much thought, it was only appropriate to make a breakthrough from Zhang Ai.

Zhang Ai needed his own supplies.

And he also needed Zhang Ai to help him collect the divine items and remnant heaven he needed.

From Xia Qingming's perspective, the more fiercely the ghosts behind these two forces fought, the more beneficial it would be for Xia Qingming.

Therefore, after he knew the existence of the "Heavenly Poison", he originally planned to provide the thousand-year-old ancient plant to the Liuying Club to help them increase their power to fight against the underground evil ghosts.

These ghosts who claim to be "heaven" must be extremely strong.

And only when they are severely damaged, he will have the opportunity to behead them!

"To kill the "heaven" behind these two forces, it should be the chemotherapy process, right?"

"Then it's time to have a weapon that can kill ghosts."

With a whisper, Xia Qingming slowly closed his eyes and turned to the urban world.

On the park bench, Xia Qingming looked at the huge ancient tree in front of him and slowly opened his eyes.

At the same time, in front of him was a system light curtain.

"System, exchange [Ye's Weapon Refining Method. First Level]!"

After reading the book left by the old doctor, Xia Qingming knew the importance of weapons!

If there is no weapon that can kill ghosts, then he can only run away when facing ghosts!

There is also a ghost-killing poison in the book.

But after understanding it, Xia Qingming also roughly knows the upper limit of that poison.

This kind of poison cannot kill upper-level ghosts after all.

Looking back, weapons such as the Ghost Killing Blade can directly kill lower-level ghosts.

Then, with the weapon refining method exchanged by the system here, doesn't it mean that the upper limit can directly reach the level of killing upper-level ghosts? !

Although there is nothing to confirm at present, relying on the Ghost Killing Blade is the only feasible solution that Xia Qingming can think of to fight ghosts!

"Ding~Host successfully exchanged the weapon refining method, host remaining points 1."

Accompanied by the broadcast sound of the system in his mind, Xia Qingming immediately felt a large amount of cumbersome and complex information, which gathered in his mind like an enlightenment!

This information is like all the experience of a master who has been refining the Demon Killing Blade for decades!

From extracting the essence from plants, to tempering the weapon itself, to fumigating the most critical inscription.

Every step, every link, has reached the limit of ordinary people!

Half an hour later, when Xia Qingming opened his eyes, the brilliance in his eyes flashed.

"It's so complicated, no wonder generations of people have been thinking about it for so long in that book."

"3 points, it's really worth it."

Muttering to himself, the man then looked at the thousand-year-old tree in front of him: "Sorry, sacrificing you is not only to protect us, but also to protect the green of this world."

...

Outside the city, on the top of a high mountain.

On a flat open space, under the heavy rain, amid the roaring thunder.

Xia Qingming released the body of the golden armor monster.

"Most of the ghost-killing blades, after they are finally formed, have inscriptions with fire patterns, because the sword embryo is subjected to high temperature baking during the forging process."

"The fire inscription is indeed good, but it can only provide three or four inscriptions at most. Unless there is something like strange fire, more inscriptions can be obtained."

"Three or four fire inscriptions are only enough to kill lower-level ghosts. Going to great lengths to get the corpse of the golden armor monster is not to pursue the lower limit."

Information about the weapon refining method is endless in his mind. At this moment, in the process of making weapons, Xia Qingming is very clear about everything!

What he needs to be immersed in is not the fire pattern, nor the water inscription in the heavy rain. His goal is the limit of the energy body in nature!

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

On the mountain, the crisp sound of iron hitting, in the rainUnder the curtain, it was as heavy as thunder.

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"Tap~tap~tap..."

On the steps leading up to the mountain, a man with red pupils in a suit was walking slowly forward.

Behind the man, the 1.9-meter-tall 'Peng' was bending over to support the mountain and following behind the man.

"I smell him." The corner of the man in the suit opened, revealing sharp teeth!

At the top of the mountain.

Xia Qingming had hammered the body of the golden armor monster into a discus.

Of course, this was just the beginning.

As he raised the hammer in his hand again, he smashed it down hard.

The hot blood brought by the Five Tigers Breaking Door Knife filled his arms, and the iron hammer drove out the violent breath!

This dark golden discus was compressed again!

…

More than ten minutes later.

When the pale-skinned man in the suit approached the top of the mountain, he could already hear a clear and vague sound of hammering iron!

Stepping onto the last step, in the misty rain, the man saw Xia Qingming hammering iron in front of him!

"I found you." The man's expression suddenly became ferocious with a smile on his face.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a gunshot was heard from behind.

"Don't move! Put your hands up!"

After this sound appeared, there was a lot of movement around.

This was a team of more than 20 armed police.

After seeing these people, the ferocious expression of the man in the suit gradually subsided.

When his eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of disdain appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Where did these ants come from?"