"Berserker bloodline, belonging to high-level bloodline" paused, and the system added.

"High-level bloodline" Ye Rong's eyes lit up and asked, "Didn't I spend a hundred points to extract a low-level bloodline, why did I draw a high-level bloodline?"

"There is no one in ten thousand, there is a chance to draw a high-level bloodline by extracting a low-level bloodline, and there is a chance to draw a high-level bloodline by extracting a high-level bloodline" The system paused and continued: "That's why I said you were lucky with shit."

Ye Rong: "....".

Ye Rong understood at this time that only the high-level bloodline would introduce the bloodline, as well as the source, and could also obtain specific talents, while the low-level bloodline would not be introduced, and he needed to obtain it from the memory fragment in the bloodline.

In this way, the Quicksilver bloodline also belongs to the high-level bloodline.

"Runaway talent, what is this thing?" Ye Rong asked.

"A talent that increases combat power, overdraws the potential of the body, and exerts a secret method that is twice as powerful as the original strength, or three times as powerful, and the side effects are huge, please use it with caution by the host"

When Ye Rong heard this, he understood a little, for example, his combat power is one now, but if he activates the rampage, his combat power may become two, or it may become three.

"Then how do you activate the rampage," Ye Rong continued to ask.

The system says: "Depending on the host's mood, anger, despair, and collapse, the rampage state will be activated, and it can be activated at any time after the host fully comprehends."

Ye Rong said: "I understand, you can go to sleep"

System: "....".

Listen, is this speaking in human terms?

Recruit it when you need it, and call it out when you don't need it.

Ye Rong got up, stretched his waist, felt a little hungry, and then went out to eat, the hotel he is staying in now is 10,000 a day, although it is a little expensive, but three meals a day are delivered on time, but Ye Rong eats three meals in a row in the hotel, and he is already tired of eating.

So I decided to eat in a different place.

There is a seafood restaurant next to the hotel, Ye Rong decided to eat some seafood for a change of taste, when he arrived here, it was already overcrowded, in a full state, fortunately, Ye Rong was lucky, just met a table of guests leaving.

Ye Rong ran over to sit, and the waiter came over with the menu and asked, "Sir, what do you need to order?"

Ye Rong took the menu, ordered a seafood coffee, two Australian dragons, two king crabs, and ten brown crabs, it felt almost done, after ticking it, he returned the menu to the waiter, and the waiter left with the menu, and then fell into a boring wait.

"Hey, boy, give up your seat to Lao Tzu" Suddenly, a slightly magnetic voice interrupted Ye Rong's contemplation.

Ye Rong raised his head and saw a man with short broken hair standing next to him, staring at him with straight eyes, the latter had a white face, a straight nose, black and white eyes, with a hint of heroism, and he was followed by two strong men who were tall and tall.

The muscles bulged with an oppressive momentum.

As soon as this person spoke, Ye Rong was stunned, not because of the other party's domineering attitude, but because the other party opened his mouth to call himself 'Lao Tzu', but Ye Rong found that the latter did not have an Adam's apple, and the face shape and the slightly bulging chest under the white shirt all showed that the other party was a woman.

"What do you see, haven't you seen a handsome guy" Ye Rong's eyes made someone very unhappy, and he snorted coldly.

"Are you a female," Ye Rong asked.

"How do you talk like a male with glasses, do you know it's disrespectful," said the short-haired woman.

Ye Rong touched his nose, and then said, "You are a woman, why do you want to dress up like this."

"Lao Tzu likes it, can you control it?" said a woman dressed as a man with a cold snort.

Ye Rong: "....".

"Here is a thousand yuan, hurry up and give up the position to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is hungry" Seeing that Ye Rong didn't speak, a woman dressed as a man continued, raising her neck high, her neck was snow-white, like a proud swan slanting towards Ye Rong.

"No," Ye Rong shook his head.

"What do you mean" The woman's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a dangerous glint.

Ye Rong said: "I've been waiting here for a long time, and you want to send me away for a thousand yuan, you think it's beautiful."

"I'll give you 10,000" A woman dressed as a man really took out 10,000 from her pocket and threw it on the table.

"Ten thousand is not enough" Ye Rong glanced at it and said.

"What"

The woman was angry, and her eyes released a ruthless color: "Boy, don't go too far, don't toast and don't eat and drink."

"I don't have any money to charge a fat man," Ye Rong said with disdain.

"You.."

The woman didn't seem to be despised like this, and with anger in her eyes, she held back her anger and said, "How much do you want."

"One million, how about it, give me a million, I'll give you the place, how about it, it's a good deal"

"Bargain"

The woman gritted her teeth, her silver teeth clucked, she thought that the weak young man with eyes in front of her would give him 10,000 yuan by himself, and he would leave with interest, but the other party's appetite was obviously beyond her imagination, and he actually asked her for 1 million.

Even if she has a lot of money at home, it's not such a waste.

The other party obviously blackmailed her like a fool.

"You throw him out for me, I'm annoyed when I see it," the woman snorted.

A big man stood up behind the woman, he looked at Ye Rong and sneered: "Four-eyed dog, you are really bold, dare to blackmail my young lady, get out."

The two big men behind him had already seen that Ye Rong was unhappy, and when they heard the young lady's order, one of them came out, while the other stood behind him with his hands folded and watched the show.

After the man who came out finished speaking, he went to grab Ye Rong's collar, in his opinion, such a thin young man, he could easily lift it with one hand, but when he grabbed Ye Rong's collar with his palm, ready to throw Ye Rong out with one hand.

The latter held out a hand and clasped his wrist.

"Speak well, don't move your hands and feet" Ye Rong pushed his glasses with his other hand, with a faint warning.

"You..."

The big man was surprised, he felt a huge force coming from the other party's hand, he miscalculated, the man in front of him was definitely not an ordinary person, he was definitely a martial artist, so he clenched his other hand into a fist and hit the latter's head hard.

A hint of coldness flashed in Ye Rong's eyes, and when the other party punched him, he took out the Starfall Flying Knife on his waist and inserted it directly into the opponent's wrist.

Snort.

The Starfall Flying Knife pierced the man's wrist, and the latter's face was distorted in pain.

At the same time, Ye Rong stretched out his hand, grabbed the opponent's fist, moved forward, and then kicked out, hitting him in the abdomen.

The big man of more than two hundred catties was kicked out by Ye Rong and hit the table of people behind him, causing them to exclaim, they wanted to be angry, but when they saw that there was a dispute here with Ye Rong, and there was a big man standing there, mighty and extraordinary, it was not easy to provoke at first glance.

Although the anger in his heart has subsided.