lelers bone servant ring (SSS): A subordinate god relic, a ring personally forged by Death, containing one-half Thundering Thunder Divinity and one-quarter corruption Divinity with fear.
Special Effect [fear Nourishment]: You can absorb surrounding fear to charge it. Each time it's fully charged, a Shrieking Mouth will light up on the ring.
Special Effect [Thunder Judgement]: Consume one fear Nourishment to summon Thunder Punishment and execute enemies. If the target has provided fear Nourishment to the ring before, the Thunder Punishment is guaranteed to hit.
Special Effect [Bone Servant Under the Throne]: You can refine a corpse into a Death Bone Servant. It can bring your praise back to that esteemed Lord on the Throne.
Cheng Shi stared intently at the ring in his hand, saliva dripping onto the floor.
A 3.5 S-rank subordinate god relic!
From the day he descended until now, he had never heard of such a thing!
Awesome!
Cheng Shi silently withdrew the mental murmurs he had just made about Death, not holding back his praise.
"Praise that esteemed Lord on the White Bone Throne!
Look at this grandeur!
This style!
This magnanimity!
Some Bosses, I'm not calling out names, I just want to inform some Bosses!
If you don't work harder, your employees are going to get full-time positions at someone else's company!"
What was that old saying again? The bigger the waves, the more valuable the fish.
Truth!
This philosopher named Gao had already seen through the essence of the world!
Cheng Shi indulged in self-admiration for a long time, just as excited as when he first obtained his first S-rank talent.
This immense sense of gain filled his chest, leaving him unable to calm down for a long time.
If you want to ask why Cheng Shi, who only has 2100 points, doesn't mention his SS-rank talent.
Then I can only tell you that there is also something called Initial Faith Talent.
It's rare to get an SS-rank Initial Faith Talent, but it's not impossible.
Some people's lifelong goal is to go to Rome, while some are born in Rome.
Cheng Shi is not the former.
Nor does he consider himself the latter.
He feels like he was born a mule, destined to be driven.
Now, this mule finally has a little bit of qualification to stop and catch its breath.
He carefully took off the ring and counted the number of "Shrieking Mouths" on it. No more, no less, exactly five.
And in each Trial, excluding Cheng Shi himself, there were exactly five teammates.
What that esteemed Lord wanted to express with this was already very clear.
"..."
"I'm just a healer, I only save teammates. How could I possibly kill teammates, and five at once..."
"You're taking the joke too far, bro."
Cheng Shi shook his head and chuckled, gently wiping the ring with his sleeve until it was spotless.
Then he rummaged through his warehouse and found a few rings he had picked up from previous Trials, also wiped them clean, and put them on his fingers one by one.
Two on his left hand, two on his right.
There were red, yellow, blue, and green ones.
This way, the originally eye-catching subordinate god relic instantly became an inconspicuous item in the collection of someone with a ring collecting habit.
After doing all this, he sat on the edge of the rooftop and began to enjoy his lunch for the day.
The unchanging menu: finger bread and canned slime beverage.
"Bro, eating again?"
The voice of the mentally ill young man came from the opposite rooftop again. Cheng Shi looked up and saw Xie Yang holding a large backpack, waving at him.
"What are you doing, exercising?" Cheng Shi smiled.
Xie Yang's waving arm paused, and he smiled awkwardly:
"How can this be exercise? This Trial wasn't too dangerous. I happened to pick up a few history books in the Trial, and I thought since you're a Mage, you must like studying history, so I brought them back for you.
Hahaha, you don't need to thank me, here, catch!"
With that, he threw the backpack over like a shot put.
Although the other party was lying, Cheng Shi could see his intention.
He was clearly not doing this incidentally, but deliberately trying to befriend him.
Perhaps Xu Lu complained too much last time, because Xie Yang had been asking Cheng Shi for medicine for the past week. He seemed to have seen that Cheng Shi still had Old Prosperity in stock.
But Cheng Shi never gave him any.
It wasn't that he was unwilling to help, he just simply didn't want to benefit Xu Lu.
He had thrown over quite a bit of food and drink in the past, but this time, these books...
Cheng Shi originally had no interest in Trial history at all, but ever since this Trial ended, he suddenly felt a little curious about what had happened on Hope Continent.
Even if this thirst for knowledge was mixed with a burning curiosity about the Grand Tribunal, it was still a thirst for knowledge.
So Xie Yang's action really scratched an itch.
"Tsk, brother, if I help you, I'm actually harming you. Not everyone can drink green tea, people with bad stomachs will get diarrhea."
Cheng Shi thought this in his heart, but didn't say it out loud.
No other reason, saying it out loud would reduce the fun by half.
He stuffed the finger bread into his Mouth in a few bites, then gulped down the slime beverage, took out a bottle of Old Prosperity from his personal space, and threw it towards Xie Yang.
He also muttered:
"You owe me two bottles now!"
Xie Yang grabbed the flying medicine and nodded like a chick pecking rice.
"Holy crap, thank you, big brother, you are my real brother!
I'm in great shape right now, I'll pay back one bottle first. Bro, what are you lacking?
Anything below S-rank is fine."
S?
Brother now has SSSs, how can he still look at anything below S?
But Cheng Shi still said:
"Exactly, I have something to ask you about. If you have any information, consider it paying back a bottle of medicine."
Xie Yang was stunned and said in surprise:
"Ah? Ask me? What are you asking about?"
"Oh, nothing much, I just want to ask how the Grand Tribunal and the Tower of Rationality started fighting in the middle of the civilization era."
Xie Yang listened and awkwardly scratched his head.
"Sorry, bro, I was testing you last time. I'm really not from Order."
Cheng Shi was not surprised at all. Instead, he nodded and said:
"I know that, but aren't you from war? You should be familiar with the beginning of such large-scale conflicts on Hope Continent."
"!"
The awkward smile on Xie Yang's face froze the moment Cheng Shi finished speaking. His cheek twitched, and he gave a stiff laugh:
"Ha... Ha... Who told you I'm a follower of war? You misunderstood."
"Is that so? Then I was overthinking. I saw you busy with dungeons every day, and I thought you couldn't stand it if you didn't fight people.
Let's leave it at that for now. I'll let you know when I think of what I need next."
With that, Cheng Shi picked up the backpack and walked towards the warehouse, flipping through the books in his hand.
Behind him, on the opposite rooftop, Xie Yang looked at Cheng Shi's retreating figure, his expression changing unpredictably.
He lost a move, the other party guessed first.
He squeezed the potion in his hand, sighed, and turned to walk in the other direction.
"Cough cough, Lu Lu, Lu Lu? Let me tell you, this Trial was too dangerous. I finally managed to win, but I still got something out of it. I found a bottle of Old Prosperity in the Trial, and I thought you liked this potion, so I brought it back for you.
Hey, Lu Lu?
Are you home?"
"..."
Cheng Shi naturally couldn't hear all this. He sat on a stool in the warehouse, reading the books Xie Yang brought back with interest.
The writing on Hope Continent had nothing to do with real-world writing. Except for people who liked to study history, few could understand the untranslated versions.
But Cheng Shi could.
Because he had a Mouth that could read these words.
So instead of saying he was reading a book, it was more like he was reading aloud.
Cheng Shi had discovered long ago that fools lips liked to read, especially when he was alone.
This was originally a very useful auxiliary method, but ever since Cheng Shi suffered a loss, he no longer dared to fully trust this Mouth.
At this moment, among the pages full of tadpole-like characters, the content that fools lips read out was...…
"· Steps for delivering a Kanriwal Pig Beast:
1. Wash the razor;
2. Cut open the mother beast's abdomen..."
"..."
Although speechless, it was at least quite normal, after all, Cheng Shi had done this before.
But when he heard the next sentence, he almost coughed up a mouthful of old blood onto the ceiling.
"· 3. Stuff spices inside."
"???"
...