Tower Defense Game: My Kingdom of Eternal Life

"Where's Alfred?"

Cheng Shen asked.

Gregorn shook his head with an ugly look on his face, "I didn't see him."

Cheng Shen didn't know what the space inside the ring was like, but he saw with his own eyes that Alfred entered the ring. If Gregorn said he didn't see him, then there were basically only two possibilities for his fate.

First, he was killed as soon as he entered because he was too weak.

Compared to the second possibility.

This result is probably more fortunate for him.

Nyx and Gregorn exchanged a few words in a hurry, then took Logarius's head and returned to the church.

The nun, on the other hand, returned to the bonfire as if nothing had happened, washed away the dirt, and prayed in a low voice. Cheng Shen could not hear a word of the content of her prayer, but it did not seem to have anything to do with the Healing Church.

He stood quietly for a while.

From beginning to end.

Cheng Shen didn't even feel the nun's attention on him, which made him feel uneasy.

Just like the technician who was rewarded has never been asked to serve, but is still a little uneasy...

However, he did not continue to struggle for long. It was not dark yet, and he still had things to do. The nightmare melanin had been extracted, and the research on deified metals could also be put on the agenda. There was no time to waste here.

What the nun was thinking soon didn't matter.

After getting the blood-stained carving knife, he already had the capital to advance to the extraordinary.

Leave the Night Chapel.

outside world,

It's still daytime.

The murmuring chanting came from the glorious church, which seemed to have the devilish nature of brainwashing. If you are not strong-willed, just listening for a moment will assimilate this subtle power and plant a seed of faith in your heart.

Until you become a member of the Healing Church.

This overbearing brainwashing ability is the basis for the Healing Church to rule the old city.

As he silently walked out of the church, a believer in white robes passed in front of him. The luxurious gold patterns inlaid on the white robes symbolized her unique status in the church, but her eyes were covered by black blindfolds.

This did not affect her vision.

The road was deep, and she continued to walk deeper without realizing it. It seemed that the direction she was going was towards the Night Chapel.

"messenger?"

Cheng Shen did not test her strength out of caution.

But what caught his instinctive attention was that this female cultist was at least a messenger-level figure. And the clothes she wore belonged to neither the Redemption House nor the Silver Palace. Does the church have other directly affiliated institutions?

This involves his knowledge blind spots.

"Her breath..." Lifting his legs and about to leave, Cheng Shen suddenly recalled something. When he first entered the Holy Healing Hall at night, he sensed a very scary presence in the church. The breaths of the two were somewhat different.

resemblance.

"A bishop..."

Cheng Shen touched the mask on his face, lowered his head and left the church quickly.

He did not return to the clinic immediately. Now he only needs to do two things when he returns to the clinic. The first is to completely transform the puppet's body into a demon and help it become extraordinary. The second thing is to improve the deified metal.

But both of these things involve the realm of the extraordinary or may step into the realm of the extraordinary.

Doing it during the day might cause a lot of noise.

It's still night,

Be quiet.

He took a carriage back to the Lower City and went straight to the Invisible Church. Cheng Shen thought of a shortcut to complete side quests.

Teresa's identity is very unusual. She was able to issue four tasks to herself on the first night they met!

And she happened to still owe herself a favor that she hadn't repaid.

Now.

He just needs a little help.

Immediately, Cheng Shen found Teresa and expressed his request in a more direct way.

"Then... could you please help me arrange the tables and chairs...?" Although Teresa didn't know what Cheng Shen was up to, she still followed his instructions.

"……no."

Cheng Shenjing waited for a while but did not get the system prompt.

"Things that are too simple can't seem to block system bugs. Now that I think about it, the four tasks I took on that night were all about helping other people cure their illnesses."

He analyzes in depth.

Helping people treat people that night was requested by Teresa, and this request was formed based on her wishes. That is to say, to meet the conditions for becoming a task, it must be something she wants to complete.

Rather than being interfered and instigated by yourself.

"Is there anything you wish you could do?"

Cheng Shen said.

"The things I hope to do..." Teresa was stunned for a moment, and then she continued: "There are many things I hope to do... Mrs. Linka couldn't go to the clinic to treat her little son because she couldn't afford the medicine.

Buying medicine; Brian wants some decent new clothes; Maureen's roof needs repairs, otherwise he won't be able to survive the coming winter..."

She said a lot in one breath.

It’s not even finished yet.

These are the requests she makes to God when she faces the believers who come to pray every day. But the invisible Lord is indifferent to Cheng Shen's behavior of stealing God's power, so how can he care about these small things?

then.

These trivial things became Teresa's wishes.

She didn't know how many prayers from believers she had accumulated in her heart. As soon as she opened her mouth, the buzzing sound in Cheng Shen's ears didn't stop...

"That's enough."

Cheng Shen interrupted her softly.

He really underestimated Teresa's "infinite merit machine". In just a moment, he received applications for seventy or eighty side tasks!

"You're talking about other people's wishes, but you don't have anything you want to do yourself?"

Cheng Shen discovered a problem.

Theresa was stunned for a moment, then smiled softly and said: "These are the things I want to do...Although the church is poor, at least I can still have enough food and clothing. There are countless people in the lower city who are still suffering.

I just do what I can to help them.”

"..."

Cheng Shen didn't know how to evaluate her. Although he actually did a lot of good deeds, they were all driven by profit. He only admired this kind of Holy Mother who truly wanted to save others wholeheartedly.

Not much to say.

Cheng Shen then left the church and got busy.

Information about dozens of tasks was automatically organized into a list in his mind. His mind was running at high speed, and the residence of every believer who came to the church to pray was imprinted on the perceptual map in his mind.

Then sort out the most convenient path.

"Let's start with treatment..."

Cheng Shen decided to start with the industry he was best at.

In fact.

The problems that plague most people in Xiacheng District are poverty and disease.

Most of the time, these two factors are bound to each other.

Diseases breed everywhere in the barren, dirty and chaotic environment. On average, people living in the lower city do not live to be thirty-five years old. Even in such a short life span, they are usually plagued by multiple diseases.

Until he ended his miserable life due to illness and accident.

There is no hope.

The sky is full of blood.

Perhaps it is the true reflection of the world in the eyes of these downtown people.

Along the way, Cheng Shen had become accustomed to human suffering and countless tragedies. His mind had been tempered as hard as iron, and he was not moved by the scenes before him.

What's more, he fully understands that the source of the tragedy of this world does not lie here.

Weird and unclear,

The order is unclear,

Even if he can create a pure land where everyone is peaceful, it will be swallowed up sooner or later.

But it is too difficult for him to achieve the above two points.

"This is the healing medicine you need." A tall black figure broke into a leaky house and threw a bottle of pills on the table. Before the woman in the room could react, he had disappeared without a trace.

.

Same scene.

began to appear in every corner of the lower city.

Cheng Shen turned into a task harvester and ruthlessly completed every task. A side task allowed him to unlock 1% of the system permissions, and soon he unlocked more than 80% of the system permissions!

At this time, the use of his backpack is completely unrestricted.

But beyond that.

Cheng Shen didn't feel that the extra system permissions brought any changes to him.

He could understand that system permissions refer to the limitations of the system's capabilities in this nightmare area. But in the past, he had never seen the system interfere with anything when completing ordinary tasks?

"I don't understand..."

Cheng Shen shook his head not to waste time on clueless things.

In short, the system is on his side, and it will definitely not hurt him to help it regain its strength.

Hurry up and fulfill the last few wishes you have left before it gets dark.

Cheng Shen successfully unlocked the system permissions to 90%.

distance system requirements,

Only 5% difference.

Teresa was completely drained by him and could no longer squeeze out a drop. This was probably the limit that her special status could take care of.

Fortunately, Cheng Shen also knew that there was a task that could be completed in one place.

Abandoned asylum.

If you complete the mission about Orphan's Grudge there, you should be able to gain another 34% progress.

In addition, he still has two branches that have never been completed.

Escape from the house of doom,

Get your body back,

Once these two tasks are completed, the system requirements should be met.

"I just happened to go to the asylum in the evening to play games with those unlucky children..."

Cheng Shen stood in front of the clinic window and watched the sky gradually darken.

Wow...!

Shadows squirmed in the room, and before reality and nightmare began to alternate, Cheng Shen transported the puppets out of the House of Doom.

Give the ghost two potions.

Cheng Shen said: "It's not safe here. Send us two to another place."

"That's another deal, you have to pay more!" Ghost, who gradually began to recover in strength, said with some expansion.

"OK."

Cheng Shen agreed to come down and apply for a position.

The ghost swallowed the two of them, and when it reappeared, it was in an ordinary residence.

A sacred and melodious prayer can be faintly heard outside the building. If you open the window, you can see the gorgeous white church.

Cheng Shen had considered this when he left the Holy Healing Hall before, and spent a little money to rent a private house. He was not afraid that the movement of modifying the puppet would disturb the extraordinary monster in the Nightmare Church, but he was afraid that he would not be able to wake him up.

This night.

There will be no peace.

"Although I don't know what you are going to do, I always feel a little uneasy." Ghost noticed something wrong from his serious attitude.

"Do what you have to do."

Cheng Shen just said.

Five bottles of blue potion flashed past in his hand, and after catching the ghost's gaze, he quickly put them away.

"If I die, you will never get these potions."

"What on earth are you going to do!?" The ghost ghost's scalp went numb when he heard him mention the possibility of his own death. How could this kindred man, whom he had just met, want to cause a big sensation at every turn?

No white ghost can be as tough as him!

Cheng Shen did not respond.

Just wait for the darkness to fall.

The prayers outside the house were gradually blocked by the thick black fog, and the world became silent.

The flowing black mist poured in from the gaps in the doors and windows, seeming to swallow up the only light source in the room.

A strange fluctuation is slowly blending with reality.

The puppet was already lying on the simple operating table where two tables were joined together. Cheng Shen used the tools to dismember its body bit by bit, removing the flesh-and-blood demon puppet's body that was originally used to make up for the numbers, leaving only its arms and legs.

He took out the divine substance extracted from old Johnny's private collection during the day and began to transform the demon puppet's torso.

The ghost was not allowed to watch. At this time, he was a little curious and wanted to watch, but instinctively felt that something was wrong. "The puppet used to do these things in secret...Does it really trust me?"

It seems "simple" that it didn't think of the second possibility.

In other words,

A sense of threat that chilled its spine made it unwilling to think about it...

After carving out a complete set of demon puppets' bodies, Cheng Shen took out the blood-stained carving knife.

The carving knife, which was wrapped with a jute rope and had a wooden handle, looked very ordinary. There was a trace of blood on it, as if it had just been accidentally cut on the palm of the hand, but the ghost suddenly felt a terrifying aura at this moment.

Before it could question its fear, Cheng Shen had already taken action.

Dude.

The carving knife left a scratch on the gray-black wood. The stiff wood seemed to be alive, and blood flowed out of the wound. It was as if a major artery had been cut, and blood sprayed out in strange amounts!

"Do you know what you are doing!?"

The ghost had been frightened by the extraordinary aura and retreated into the ground. If Cheng Shen hadn't been standing there, it would have fled quickly at this moment.

But a trace of clear reason also reminds it.

If you leave now, it will suffer something even more terrifying than facing the horror!

Benedict!

Cheng Shen continued carving the demon's arm without any distractions. His movements were slow and steady.

But it's not that he doesn't want to move faster.

The burden on him to use a complete extraordinary item is extremely serious. If not for the fact that the hunter identity has been transformed into a body of divine blood and has reached the peak of the fourth level, he would not even be able to hope to pick up this carving knife!

An extraordinary item with a complete level of power is several levels stronger than the four semi-finished props he made!

Benedict!

Keep cutting.

Cheng Shen's palm holding the blood-stained carving knife began to crack.

The bright red divine blood flowed out of the torn leather gloves, but was immediately sucked back by an inexplicable force.

Snap!

The glove suddenly exploded under the load.

Cheng Shen's right hand has completely turned into a ball of wriggling flesh and blood, wrapping the handle of the knife. It is repeatedly broken and healed. The immortality of the divine blood body has now become the key factor for him to complete the withering!