The long-lost fabricated incarnation operation made Zheng Xiu feel a trace of strangeness and nostalgia.

The last time I pinched someone, I still pinched "Zheng Baimei".

Now Zheng Xiu has three incarnations, Zheng Shan, Zheng Evil, and Zheng Baimei.

Zheng Xiu has always believed that since he has taken the [prisoner] path and has the special ability to fabricate different incarnations to walk in the world, he should make the incarnation have enough diversity, no need to be proficient in everything, just concentrate a little and reach the peak, this is the most ideal incarnation.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Broken Foot pulled the chain hard in the corner, struggling weakly, Zheng Xiu glanced at the newly acquired trick with an expressionless face, since Qing Shisan refused to ask for it, Zheng Xiu couldn't think of who to give it to, so he could only smile helplessly.

He was not interested in the [Walking] Path, but it was undeniable that the trick was unreasonable to the thaumaturgist's increase, and Zheng Xiu now regarded the "Candle" as a mortal enemy, and when he didn't know how many hole cards and means the candle had, the more cards Zheng Xiu had in his hand, the better.

"Whether it's running fast, going through walls, floating on water, or having broken feet, no matter what thaumaturgy is derived in the end, in the end, it's still inseparable from a pair of feet. This is the most basic rule of the foot path. ”

"He's got to run."

Zheng Xiu pondered, nodded, and said to himself: "Speed type." ”

After a while, Zheng Xiu nodded vigorously, gritted his teeth and added, "Extreme speed type." ”

"As the so-called martial arts in the world, only fast is not broken, no matter what thaumaturgy others put on, there will always be signs of magic, when I shake in front of others raise their hands, swishing flash, swishing forward, click chop! Wouldn't it be a pre-emption? ”

While thinking, Zheng Xiu sat on the table, poked the face of the "Fengbei Station" from time to time, looked at the dark door opening and closing shyly, and while playing, Zheng Xiu grabbed the parchment that recorded the information of the [Doorway] and looked at the information on it.

[Host]: [Zheng Xiu]

[Doorway]: [Prisoner] (Jiazi: The Seventh Gate)

[Restriction]: [Surprise Cage (Unfinished)]

[Fit]: [40%]

[Derivation]: [Prison Watching the Sky (Pure Fire)] [iQue (Pure Fire)] [Projection (Pure Fire)] [Unbreakable (Pure Fire)]

[Talent]: [No business, no treachery (perfect fire)] [Foreign language (reaching the peak)]

[Experience]: [White Carp Seeks Secrets at the Beginning, Stormy Times (First Entry into the Rivers and Lakes)] [Chang Yan Escapes in Danger, Haoran Righteousness Exists (Retired to the Rivers and Lakes)] [Spicy Hands Chop the Fairy Gu, Angrily Save the Pretty Lady (Heroic Boy)] [With a flick of the fingers, a hundred years of return in the painting (a hundred years of loneliness)]

As he penetrated the "Cannibal Painting", the [Prisoner] was promoted, and the related abilities derived from the [Prisoner] increased, and they were raised to the level of "Perfection".

"Huh? How did foreign languages become 'the pinnacle'? ”

Zheng Xiu looked confused, he hadn't deliberately practiced.

Not long ago, it was still "perfect", why did you reach the peak in the blink of an eye?

Zheng Xiu was puzzled, rubbed the pimple on his eyebrows, and fell into deep thought.

It's no wonder that communication with cats has been unimpeded recently, it turns out that [foreign language] has reached its peak!

Zheng Xiu suddenly realized.

Nowadays, there are only a few people who have reached the level of "reaching the peak", namely:

[Foreign Language], [Heaven and Earth Intersection Returning to One Sword Intent], [Eighteen Slashes of the Coiling Dragon].

Among them, [foreign language] rose inexplicably.

You have been in the company of non-human beings day and night, inseparable from them, and now you have come to understand them.

[Foreign language] when "at ease", can only "vaguely understand their babble", but now it has become "gradually understand them", the subtle difference is not easy to say.

Needless to say, when the [Heaven and Earth Cross Gang Gui One Sword Intent] was extracted, it was a golden peak, needless to say, but the [Eighteen Slashes of the Coiling Dragon] was actually raised, and when Zheng Xiu fused the eighteen swords and slashed out the nineteenth sword "sacrificing himself to slay the dragon", it was upgraded.

Therefore, Zheng Xiu knew in his heart that in order to improve a certain ability from "perfection" to "reaching the peak", he could not mechanically brush the experience of wool, which required a certain degree of "epiphany" or "chance" to improve.

Moving his gaze, Zheng Xiu looked at the [Surprise Cage].

This is Zheng Xiu's "limit".

"Restrictions" and "rules" complement each other, and eventually make thaumaturgy more powerful.

Now Zheng Xiu has gradually figured out the rules for increasing the fit of the [Surprise Cage], each time he unlocks a trick form, the fit can be increased by five percent, and using the [Surprise Cage] to shake out the trick brush experience can also increase by up to five percent.

Zheng Xiu has now unlocked a total of four forms: "Purgatory", "Shocking", "Broken Moon", and "Cat and Cat Scissors", a total of twenty, and he brushed some from time to time, a total of twenty, and now the fit of the trick has reached forty percent.

It's just that what makes Zheng Xiu feel strange is that this number doesn't seem quite right. There are twenty sides of the [Prisoner] Monster, which obviously means that Zheng Xiu will be able to unlock twenty "forms", and the original fit is 100% just right; But now under the influence of the [Surprise Cage], it seems that he only needs to unlock the tenth kind of trickery, and he can reach a 100% fit.

What's the use of having so many redundant forms?

Looking at the parchment roll, Zheng Xiu sorted out the hole cards he currently mastered a little, and suddenly looked back, surprised to find that since he was in prison last autumn, in just one year, he opened the seventh door, and walked the road that almost others could not have completed in ten or twenty years, and improved his speed.

What's more, he is still so rich.

"Alas, it's cold in the heights."

Zheng Xiu sighed with emotion, put down the parchment roll, grabbed the blank "role card" hanging above the table, concentrated on imagining, and pinched people.

Zheng Xiu, Zheng Xi, Zheng Baimei, and the faces of the three avatars were almost all pinched out according to their own faces, so when creating the avatars at that time, Zheng Xiu didn't spend much time. But this time, Zheng Xiu decided to pinch a different, at least unrecognizable vest at a glance, so that he could do something secret.

It's beautiful to think about, but in fact, when it comes to the actual operation, Zheng Xiu finds that it is so difficult to pinch people. After fabricating it out of thin air for a while, Zheng Xiu opened his eyes and looked at the crooked face that was not like a human or a ghost, and smiled dumbly.

"How much attention does it take to pinch your face, can't you give some templates to choose?"

After a while, Zheng Xiu understood that the reason why he was pinched into four dislikes was because even he didn't have a definite idea. What kind of role should be pinched, or what kind of posture should be pinched out, to cooperate with the "walking" trick.

Before Zheng Xiu knew it, he spent an afternoon, hurriedly sent a dinner, swallowed dates to fill his stomach, and Zheng Xiu continued to retreat.

During this time, several people came and knocked on the door.

Zheng Xiu ignored it.

Zheng Xiu continued his retreat and concentrated on pinching people.

At night, the cat broke in through the window and found a comfortable position to curl up in Zheng Xiu's arms.

A trace of gray mist overflowed from behind Zheng Xiu, and the cat's eyes lit up, and he opened his mouth to eat, licking his pink tongue, and continued to squat.

In the prison of the heart.

Zheng Xiu irritably pinched a well-defined "villain" into mud and pushed it down and started over.

Lin Lin pinched it more than a dozen times, and there was always something that made Zheng Xiu feel dissatisfied.

He's still stuck pinching his face.

The attributes of the avatar can be improved, but once the face is pinched, it cannot be modified, forcing a step towards obsessive-compulsive disorder.

pinched it more than a dozen times, and it was his Zheng Xiu's own taste, which was contrary to Zheng Xiu's original intention.

Zheng Xiu rubbed his eyebrows desperately on the white bone chair, rubbing and rubbing, and I don't know when the "rule book" that has been eating ashes for a long time appeared in the corner of the table.

"I didn't call for the rule book."

Zheng Xiu was confused in his heart, but he subconsciously picked up the heavy rule book and turned a few pages.

"Huh?"

Zheng Xiu flipped and rolled, his eyes widened, and he looked stunned.

Originally, it was written with strange language "Wangwang Wang", dog language and the like, which I couldn't understand in pieces before, but when Zheng Xiu opened it, his eyes condensed, and the font on it was distorted, and he faintly understood the meaning of it.

"? Could this be the role of a 'foreign language'? ”

"I am proficient in foreign languages, but I still need to read?"

"Can I read more rules?"

Zheng Xiu flipped through it, and sure enough, Zheng Xiu soon found the annotation about the "surprise cage".

A few more pages, Zheng Xiu saw a sentence:

[Your next alien, why should you be human?] 】

Well? That makes sense!

Zheng Xiu looked at it, like an initiation, his mouth suddenly opened, and he suddenly felt that he had discovered Huadian.

There is a "rule book" hidden in the rule book, and Zheng Xiu takes out the "rule book" to see if he can see more in a "foreign language".

Zheng Xiu's achievements today are all due to his imprisonment and hard work, there is no doubt about this. It's just that Zheng Xiu understands that his real plug-in is the "inner rules" hidden under the "table rules", and there is a mysterious existence that hides the "ulterior rules" here.

The last time in the "Li Rule Book" collapsed [Heaven and Earth Convergence One Sword Intent].

"Ah......h

In the rule book, there are really two more lines of words.

In an instant, Zheng Xiu couldn't wait to pick up the cat and give it a hard slap to reward it, it turned out that learning [foreign language] was so useful!

I was able to translate!

Both lines have their own colors.

Green cauldron, black dark cooking.

By the way, the previous [Heaven and Earth Intersection Returning to One Sword Intent] was golden.

The different colors of the "rules" gave Zheng Xiu the illusion of a blindfolded lottery.

The fingers pressed on the two lines of words, and the two lines of words turned into two balls of light, one green and one black, and floated out.

Among them, the black light cluster penetrated into Zheng Xiu's eyebrows with lightning speed.

[Through unremitting efforts and countless failed attempts, you have comprehended the true meaning of life and acquired a talent: dark cooking!] 】

The green light gradually faded in the void, changed shape, and finally turned into a card with a click, and landed weakly in front of Zheng Xiu.

The card has no font, but on the surface it is a pot with a dark background, and a pot of suspicious green liquid is bubbling and bubbling.

"Talent and ...... Card? ”

Zheng Xiu originally thought that the green and black light clusters were both "qualities" that could be used on the incarnation.

The unexpected encounter made Zheng Xiu stunned for a moment, but he still quickly checked what his new talent [Dark Cooking Technique] was.

【Dark Cooking (Peak)】A special skill derived from "Soul Cooking". All the actions in your life related to "cooking" are doomed to failure, and the god of food desperately turns you away. But because of this, your cooking is always full of surprises and uncertainties, and you will have a high probability of cooking strange things.

"What the is this called 'talent'?"

Zheng Xiu was dumbfounded.

Isn't this called a negative state called talent?

No, it looks like a curse, right?

For a while, Zheng Xiu was in a complicated mood, staring at the strange "talent". Talent is different from traits, traits can only be used for incarnation, can be detached and installed, can be up or down, but talent is bound to the ontology and is destined to accompany for life.

After thinking about it, on weekdays, his ten fingers don't touch the spring water, and someone serves him, as long as he doesn't cook, it's not a big problem. What made Zheng Xiu even more concerned was how strange it was in the [Dark Cooking Technique] talent description, "There is a high probability of cooking strange things".

[Dark Cooking] also makes sense if it is explained by the "thaumaturgy" theory summarized by Zheng Xiu. The rule is "cooking", the limit is "absolute failure", and in the end cooking "strange things". The talents that have collapsed in the rule book are inexplicably in line with the [Prisoner] path: they all focus on randomness and surprises.

Look at that card again. The card is translucent, and the material is like a crystal jade, not like an ordinary product. Zheng Xiu stretched out his hand and wanted to grab it in his hand and play carefully, but the card was shattered like glass, turning into countless points of light, and then the corners of the points of light converged, full of green.

Zheng Xiu's eyes widened, and he watched as he saw the new furniture that had appeared out of thin air in the heart of the poor environment—a cauldron with green light. The crucible was as big as three people embracing it, and it was placed in a corner, which made the already narrow heart even worse and more crowded. The surface of the crucible is covered with dark red rust. Zheng Xiu squinted his eyes and looked closely, and inexplicably felt that the distribution of the rust looked a bit like a rather smiling face from a distance, which made him feel a nameless anger.

There was no fire underneath the pot, but there was visible heat coming out of the pot - if the suspicious green gas was "hot".

Zheng Xiu didn't rush to the suspiciously shaped crucible, but beckoned a parchment roll to take a look. It's good, I didn't approach a fork in the road such as the [Skillful] branch [Cook], so don't go crooked.

Take things as they come. Zheng Xiu approached the crucible, stretched out his hand and coiled it on the surface of the crucible, but failed to rub off the rust on the surface.

Approaching the crucible, the green bubbles in the pot tumbled and burst. Green bubbles floated above the crucible, and this strange reaction made Zheng Xiu vigilant again. Before Zheng Xiu could figure out what those bubbles were, the suspicious liquid in the pot boiled again, forming a whirlpool, and in the whirlpool, a red spoon floated to the surface.

Zheng Xiu subconsciously grabbed the dark red spoon, not only was the spoon not hot, but it was cold in his hand. A chill hit the handle of the spoon, Zheng Xiu couldn't help but shake a spirit, and realized in his heart: The usage of the big crucible is very simple, as the name suggests, it is still the purpose of the pot, and it can be summed up in one word - boiling.

But the "cauldron" is a hundred million points different from ordinary pots, and the cauldron can cook anything.

"Dark cooking, cauldron...... You said it wasn't intentional, I don't believe it. ”

Zheng Xiu sighed lightly, walked to the table, grabbed the "incarnation prototype" that had not yet taken shape and was as indistinguishable as a fog, and threw it into the cauldron.

This was followed by a broken foot.

As if he knew the tragic fate of his imminent death, Broken Foot struggled violently on the chains.

Zheng Xiu smiled coldly, grabbed the severed foot and stuffed it into the pot.

Thump!

There was a small splash of water in the crucible, and it soon stopped moving.

Zheng Xiu quickly reached into the bubbles floating in the air with both hands.

The bubbles are grabbed in the hand, and instead of bursting like ordinary bubbles, they are kneaded into various shapes.

Zheng Xiu grabbed each one, closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, and soon lines of fine small words appeared in the bubbles.

"I can add some seasoning......"

"Ideas can be boiled ......"

"Tricks can."

"Maybe I can too? …… Or don't. ”

Zheng Xiu quickly put aside this suicidal thought.

"Add some rules, add mouth restrictions, and add a spoonful of [No Business and No Adultery] to replenish the flavor......"

At this moment, Zheng Xiufu is in his heart, as if he has been transformed into a negative star chef, adding his "ideas" to the pot little by little.

He vaguely knew what was about to be "cooked" in the cauldron.

This is an incarnation that is different from other avatars, and it can't even be taken out casually.

It's a pure weapon.

A pure monster.

The main ingredient is the prototype of the incarnation, the side dishes are the tricks, and the seasonings are the restrictions of all kinds.

"You can't do without looks."

"Age whatever."

"Aside from the ability to speak, pure weapons don't need nonsense."

"You can only run, you can't walk, and you move like the wind."

"The rule book is right, why should my next incarnation be a human? The characteristics of the person can also be without. ”

A bunch of bubbles were thrown into the pot, and a black and red glow gradually emerged from the pot. As Zheng Xiujia's "seasonings" become more and more, the light of red and black becomes more and more abundant, reflecting the heart.

Zheng Xiu gritted his teeth for the last time: "Don't want gender either!" ”

The woman only affects the speed at which the sword is drawn.

Zheng Xiu held the big spoon in both hands and stirred wildly in the big cauldron.

Rub!

A black light rushed up.

In the black pillar of light, an ominous figure stepped out.

The black figure is somewhat similar to that of a crow keeper, tall and thin, with long hands and feet. Rusty shackles and chains dragged between his wrists and ankles, and he was covered in a black gauze as hazy as smoke, full of holes. What shocked Zheng Xiu the most was the head of the avatar, which was covered with a bloody iron hood on its head, and only the eyes and the lower half of the face were exposed. The mouth was roughly sewn up by the thick rope of chopsticks, and the eyes of the iron hood were as red as blood, revealing a terrifying fierce light, extreme madness.

【You have successfully created a new avatar!】 】

[Triggers "Dark Cooking.] 】

["No business, no treachery" has been judged many times. 】

["Will" is reversed into "madness."] 】

["Footwork" is exceptionally "sprinted". 】

[Note that the deceit and the incarnation are deeply combined and inseparable.] 】

[When the avatar dies, the monster will fall.] 】

[The avatar cannot be revived after the artifact falls.] 】

[Unlock the special character - Abyss Walker!] 】

(End of chapter)