It wasn't the king who had just been buried in the cemetery.

He expected this, because before coming here, thanks to the credit of the double ponytail, he had already figured out the rules here, but if the buried corpse was dug up, it would be randomly replaced with another corpse.

The reason why I did this was just to think about whether I could get lucky and really dig out the king.

It's a small chance, but that doesn't mean it's none.

But the dried corpse in front of him caught him off guard.

He never expected that the grave that had just been dug up in the last second would be buried again, and the next second it would run to his face.

As soon as I saw this tomb, I didn't know why the hysterical demeanor of the man in order to get all the treasures played back and forth in his mind at this moment.

At this moment, he was extremely confused.

Do you want to take this baby?

The dried corpse in front of him was lying quietly in the grave, but for some reason, it always seemed that the other party was not dead, and under the shriveled eyelids, there seemed to be a pair of eyes quietly peeping into him.

His heart was tormented by his choice, and he turned his head and glanced at the demigod behind him again.

At this glance, he began to wonder again.

When did this demigod get so close to him?

Combined with the other party's attitude, he felt an inexplicable feeling.

It was as if the demigod was about to reach out and push him off the graveyard at any moment.

He quickly shook his head, discarding the troubled thoughts in his heart and focusing all his attention on the tomb.

He came here for the college entrance examination, and his innocuous talent would not have any chance to make him make mistakes in the examination room.

He wasted three years of thinking, and recklessly came over under the pressure of the explosion, during which it can be said that he was fed up with the cold eyes of the weak in this world, and now he has no injury talent, if he is allowed to survive until the later stage, it is actually a very easy thing to remain injury-free, and when the time comes, it is also a sure thing that he will become a peerless powerhouse.

But, the premise is that he can survive until the later stage.

Every time I see the harmless side effects, it is like a life-urging charm hitting my heart, it is true that when he first got this talent, he was depressed, because of such side effects, it was difficult for him to support a warrior, especially the crisis along the way, every moment seemed to be roasted on the fire.

But thanks to this, he also realized a truth.

For a low-level student like him, there has always been only one chance, just like this college entrance examination, if he doesn't pass, he will only be stuck at level 20 in this life.

At that time, no matter how awesome his talent was, it was just a flash in the pan, and in the future, people who awakened hidden professions and god-level talents would pour out again, what would he compare with others at that time?

In addition, the side effects of the harmless talent are too great, and you can only gain experience by playing a dungeon of a higher level than yourself, and the more you level up, the less experience you gain.

He needs extremely abundant means to protect himself, and only by supporting it until the level of the harmless talent is increased and the side effects are weakened, he has more means to breathe a sigh of relief.

And before that, no matter how much could increase his strength, no matter how much he could come, he would not refuse.

Moreover, if it weren't for the fact that ordinary copies couldn't give injury-free experience, he wouldn't be able to come to this bird place, and the plan in his heart was the most ideal state to be able to turn his panel to the state of three or four turns to face the college entrance examination.

At that time, as long as he stomped his feet, the entire examination room could tremble, and hanging and beating those younger brothers who didn't even turn around was like picking up something.

But helplessly, the harmless side effects of this are so tormenting, there is no way, now he has to find a guarantee to survive this beginning, otherwise it will only be a matter of time before he dies.

The college entrance examination, which brings together the geniuses and elites of the whole country, and the strong of mankind, will only be born from this.

As long as he survives this exam and makes a second turn with the 100 points of potential that is claimed to be unprecedented in human history, then from now on, there will definitely be a place for him in this world!

He gritted his teeth, and all kinds of thoughts kept playing in his heart, but in fact, there was only one choice in front of him from beginning to end.

He had to dig this tomb.

Suppress all kinds of thoughts in your mind.

He reached out and grabbed a one-handed sword of gold and silver on the corpse's head.

The corpse beneath the graveyard was only half an arm's length away, and as he bent slightly, his palm felt the cold touch of the weapon.

As he touched, a panel appeared in front of him.

【Sword of Gaia】

[Type: One-handed sword]

[Quality: Epic (Superior)]

【Weapon Skill: God of Gaia】

[Skill Description: Summons the remnant soul possession of the God of Gaia, and randomly obtains an attribute and skill of the God of Gaia.] 】

[Ability Bonus: Strength S, Endurance S, Agility SSS]

[Equipment Requirements: None]

Seeing the attributes of the sword, the smile on his face grinned uncontrollably.

And the demigod behind him, in the shadows that he couldn't see, also weirdly showed the corners of his grinning mouth.

Bai Liang pulled out hard, and the sword was pulled out with a bang.

However, before he could take a closer look at the sword, everything in front of him suddenly flashed, and the sword in his hand had disappeared for some time.

Instead, a hoe stained with mud was used.

His pupils trembled, and a wave of anger burst forth from his heart.

Which fool snatched his sword?

This sword was obviously in his hand, but now it disappeared under his nose, it was clear that a strong man used the theft skill to steal his equipment!

He turned his head to look over, and the crowd of Facelings around him were all pointing at him, and the demigods on the side flashed back to him, standing beside the crowd, staring at him indifferently.

He didn't think he was the demigod or the opponent of the group of onlookers, even if the legendary props were robbed, he could only admit it.

So, the strong can do whatever they want?

After venting a few words in his heart, he forced himself to calm down, he took a deep breath and looked at the time on the system panel:

[Excavation time is three and a half.] 】

[Two minutes have elapsed, and there is still one and a half minutes of digging time left.] 】

"It's okay, there's plenty of time."

Swinging the hoe in his hand, he continued to dig.

Soon, he dug up the grave into a hole the size of three people.

At a glance, I saw that there were countless weapons and props piled up in it without money, and when I looked down, I couldn't see the end, and my intuition felt like an iceberg showing a corner on the surface of the sea.

At the moment, he is like an old man who has been single for hundreds of years, seeing a group of peerless beauties without clothes, and the blood of the whole person is like a speeding vehicle on the highway, rushing wildly.

He reached down and fished out one treasure after another.

Soon, the hands, armpits, thighs, and mouths were full of weapons and props.

But there are still many more props under the cemetery.

"Damn! Damn it! Why can't you finish it? ”

At this moment, he had just taken out a sword in his hand, and he wanted to stuff it into the empty space in his body with a frantic expression, but no matter what, there was no place on his body to put this weapon.

Holding this weapon, the expression on his face gradually distorted, his muscles began to tense like cramps, and his whole person began to tremble uncontrollably.

The weapons on his body made a noisy clatter sound as he shook.

Suddenly, a bold idea popped into my head.

"Why didn't I stick this weapon into my body?"

As soon as this thought came to him, he suddenly became enlightened.

So, with great excitement, he aimed the head of the sword at himself, and then thrust it hard.

But when the sword was still a centimeter away from him, he suddenly stopped.

"How do you feel like this scene is a bit familiar?"