"Ah...... I can't live my life......"

Huai Shi sat in the garden, disheveled, pale, thinking of what happened in the past two days, she couldn't help but look up to the sky and howl, and burst into tears.

This is not only the danger of going out of business, but first experienced being found to be a cowherd and once lost his reputation, and inexplicably encountered a dead body, and was brought into some strange agency department by the aim of long guns and short cannons, and finally suffered a tragic blow to his heart......

From the inside out, from the spirit to the wallet, it is no longer possible to support such a bitter and painful life.

Especially the record just recorded in that book, Huai Shi wanted to die once after reading it, but the family was so poor that he couldn't even afford a rope, and the natural gas had been cut off for half a year.

There is no way to die, and there is no way to live.

"Dead Ball!"

He threw the note to the side, impotent rage, and the panda wept. After the fury was over, and the tears were over, he obediently picked up the notes, wiped the dirt off them, and then sighed and continued to look at the bare garden in a daze.

It will always pass, Huai Shi, it will always pass...... Maybe I'll forget about it after a while?

He prayed in his heart, and then began to have a headache about where to earn the rest of his living expenses.

"If only you could think so. But if you count the time, those guys should be eyeing you......"

He heard an unfamiliar voice beside him, like a woman, hoarse and charming, with an indescribable hint of mockery. She said, "Lad, you're going to die." ”

"You're going to die!"

Huai Shi glared back angrily, and then, stunned in place.

There was no one beside him.

This is his backyard, and no one will come, let alone talk to him inexplicably.

Who can speak?

He saw a crow lazily grooming its wings on the fence.

"Don't be stupid, yes, it's me. ”

In his bewildered expression, the crow said indifferently: "It's the crow who talked to you, yes, you're not having a nightmare." ”

As she spoke, she seemed to be burping.

"Can you speak?"

Huai Shi was stunned, and immediately woke up: "No, what the hell are you!"

The crow laughed softly, and his tone became aggrieved and narrow: "Wow, when I stared at people every day without blinking, I was a little kiss, and now I call them ghosts?"

"You, you, you...... Are you that broken book?"

Huai Shi reacted and lifted the cover of the note, and the title page was ...... The silhouette of the crow had vanished without a trace, as if it had really become a living creature and had flown out of the page.

"Pretty much. ”

The crow sighed and glanced at the notes in his arms: "Although they are both wreckage, I am only a record of the above.

However, it would be hilarious to confuse me with the kingdom of heaven. ”

Saying something that Huai Shi didn't understand, her words turned sharply, and she stared at Huai Shi with red eyes: "However, it doesn't matter who I am, and the problem is-

- Do you really think I was framing you just now?"

She asked softly, "Haven't you experienced all the records of those people before they died?"

Huai Shi thought of the nightmare she had last night, and she subconsciously shuddered, and her tone became dry: "They really ...... Are they all dead?"

"Ah, that's right. ”

The crow nodded: "Except for you, everyone who has seen that box now is dead."

There are really a lot of good things in there, after sleeping for so many years, it is rare to be able to replenish so much essentia, although it is a little messy, but if you do the math, there are about eight or nine hundred people, right?"

She clicked her mouth unsatisfactorily and looked at Huai Shi happily: "For the sake of those greeting gifts, do you need my help, boy?"

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"40 grams of copper, 57 grams of silver, 12 grams of tin...... A set of crucibles and gas stoves, and the rest of the lead nuggets should be given away for free......"

In the evening, Huai Shi, who had been running in the city for a day, finally returned home, threw the plastic bag in his hand on the table, and picked up the leftover mineral water he drank the day before yesterday.

"My Huabei borrowings have been emptied and I am in debt, what's the use of buying these things?"

"Alchemy. ”

The crow picked at his feathers and said calmly, "It's not easy to create a stigma that ordinary people like you can use. ”

"Stigma?" said Huai Shi smirked, "Do you want me to be the cleaner of the air split?"

"What is this? is it a modern joke?"

"No, it's just a trick by junk game makers to cheat money. ”

Thinking of the few classmates in the class with red eyes and five or six thousand, three or forty thousand, Huai Shi felt from the bottom of his heart...... So envious.

"It's different, Huaishi, although the name is the same, the stigma I am talking about is not the kind of ridiculous thing. ”

The crow calmly explained, "If the essence of the soul possessed by the sublimator is the rudimentary form of divine power. Stigmata, then, is the result of the analysis of the deity's legacy.

By tracing the remnants of miracles to find the way to the sacred, imitating the gods, and investigating the authority and remnants of the gods, the existence of stigmata is studied. A tiny miracle created by a secret ritual composed of metal and incense to mimic a huge miracle.

This is stigmata. ”

“...... God?"

Huai Shi was stunned, "Is there really a god in this world?"

"There were. ”

The crow was silent for a moment, "It's just that they're all dead, and the things that have been abandoned by the times don't have to worry about the world today, and I'm afraid that in the near future, even the value of remembering will be gone." ”

In this regard, the crow was reluctant to say more, but urged Huai Shi to set up the crucible and start refining this time as soon as possible.

"Is that enough?"

When the temperature of the flame was sufficient, Huai Shi followed the crow's instructions, put on a mask, grinded the lead into powder, and mixed it with her own blood to carefully write inscriptions on the extremely thin metal that she did not know at all, the structure of which was extremely simple, but there was no room for deviation.

The crow's eyes were vicious and terrifying, even if it was a little off, he had to erase and rewrite, and after wasting an unknown amount of CC blood, he finally got this simple job done.

"These are just adjuncts, not even the simplest stigmata that mortal fire and mortal metal can smelt. Now it's just the most rudimentary emergency object, and when you want to create a more advanced stigmata in the future, you will even need the blood of phantom beasts and a lot of sacrifices, even ......"

It paused and didn't say anything more, just said lightly: "Rest for ten minutes, start at a quarter past eleven, remember, you only have one chance, if you miss it, but I don't think you have that much money to start over, right?"

At the mention of money, Huai Shi suddenly became more and more nervous, holding a note in her hand and repeatedly confirming the order in which the crow had dictated to herself, and rehearsing it in her mind.

The crow, on the other hand, stood beside the cauldron, staring at the flames.

In an instant, the crimson flames suddenly turned pure white, and in the end, countless streamers emerged from it, magnificent and gorgeous.

But the figure of the crow is getting thinner and thinner.

"What's that?"

"Essentia, ignited essentia. The raven glanced at him, and without waiting for him to ask any more, explained, "Essentia is the substance that makes up the soul, the spirit that is preserved in the matter...... You can understand it as a fragment of the soul.

If you don't have enough materials, you can only work on the flames, and now you have to burn a person's soul every second. Ah, don't worry about the source, these are the stocks in that box. ”

Huai Shi swallowed and foamed, not knowing what to say.

Even more terrifying than burning a person every second was the contents of that box, which, according to the crow, were nearly a thousand servings of essentia......

What the hell is it?

"Don't think about so many things that you don't have, here you go, Huaishi. ”

The crow took one last look at Huai Shi, and the lead liquid in the kettle was already boiling completely, but he could not smell the stench or other smells, but faintly showed a hint of gold under the torment of the pure white flame.

It was like a pale gray with gold dust.

Huai Shi didn't think much about it, grabbed the things that were placed in order at hand, and threw them into the crucible in turn. First the tin, then the copper, and finally the silver......

With each input, the metal solution in the crucible does not see any ripples, and in an instant, the foreign matter is completely melted.

The pure white flames suddenly rose, and countless streamers were greedily drawn into the crucible, and the fierce light stung Huai Shi's eyes.

In the last moment, Huai Shi heard the crow's sigh.

"I hope this time it's really the right bet, Huaishi. ”

Murmuring softly, she suddenly spread her wings, flapped her wings, and threw herself into the cauldron.

Rumble!

With a low muffled sound, the flames were extinguished, and the liquid in the cauldron rose up, outlining intricate outlines in the air, and finally, collapsing inward.

Just as Huai Shi stared at it in amazement, it gradually condensed into substance, and slowly fell from the air.

It was a feather.

Metallic feathers.

Each fork on the feather, which looks like sterling silver, is slender and perfect, and there is no blemish to be seen. The light flowed on the mirror-like membrane, as if it were refracting the whole world, and all kinds of strange scenes flashed by continuously.

The feather fell into Huaishi's hands.

"This is my essence today, the unlineaged special stigmata - the branch of things. ”

The crow's voice sounded in his ears, full of exhaustion: "With that notebook and the branch of events in hand, even before the turmoil, you are qualified to serve as a reserve scrivener." ”

Huai Shi was stunned to look at the windless automatic, endless heavy notes in her hand, and felt dizzy, obviously countless flowing handwriting, but it seemed to be looking at another self in the mirror.

The other exists only in the written record of himself.

"What the hell is this...... What is it?"

"Well, what do you want to say...... Probably the last remnant of Heaven on earth. The raven sighed softly, "You could call it the Book of Destiny." ”

At that moment, countless flowing handwriting suddenly retracted, and as the crow on the title page disappeared without a trace, new lines of handwriting appeared.

Huai Shi (Stress Period)

Title: None

Stigmata: None

Signet of Miracles: None

Skills: General Education LV3, Art, Performance, Cello LV6, Death Premonition LV0.

......

"Look, now you are the master whom he has recognized. The crow said tiredly: "You will figure out the specific use method by yourself, I want to sleep for a while......"

"Wait a minute, what the hell is a 'premonition of death'? Why is it so vague?"

Huai Shi pressed his face to the title page, only to see the line of handwriting that was so faint that it was almost impossible to read.

"It's a premonition of death, no matter what it is, after experiencing death dozens of times in a row, you will have some experience, right? Vague and dim means that you have already started, but it has not yet reached the level of being called a skill. It's just that I didn't expect that there would be a LV6 cello playing, you guy, maybe you really have to be a genius......"

The voice faded away, and finally, it was no longer audible.

It may really be asleep.

Only the dumbfounded Huai Shi grabbed the pen and notebook, not knowing what to do.

Holding the quill pen called the 'Dividing Branch' of Things, the corresponding operation and application naturally came to mind, and in addition to manipulating some text-based utensils, the biggest function is that you can write in the air and change colors freely......

"It's okay, at least you can save printing costs by sending small advertisements indiscriminately in the future......"

Huai Shi smiled wryly and looked at the pen, and finally looked at the book in her hand. And after he looked through it carefully, he found that there seemed to be no change in it, only a few of the extra files at the back faintly appeared.

Huai Shi hesitated for a long time, then raised the pen and pointed towards them.

For a moment, there was a bright light on the page.

The light engulfed him.