At the moment when the label was condensed, Feng Xue thought that he was finally going to evolve and get the first strange talk entry, however, soon, he found that he was thinking too much.

Because the condensed entry has nothing to do with the [Demon] label that has been growing steadily recently, but a completely independent new label -

[Instructor].

"Instructor? Why are you an instructor? Uh, by the way, I almost forgot that there was a bell jar. Feng Xue frowned, and began to wonder how long she had been lying in this garbage heap.

After all, theoretically speaking, at the speed of the official side, if they want to really start spreading their own information, they must at least confirm that the golden bell jar is harmless, and in Feng Xue's heart, it should be impossible to do it without spending a year or two.

But the problem is that, considering the fact that his body has not yet healed itself, it will not take more than three months to die.

"It can't be that a certain little genius has a clear understanding of the 'exercise creator' without official promotion, right?"

When Feng Xue thought of this, she felt more and more that it was possible, especially the word [instructor], which itself had a strong military style, that is, although she had not met, she was unilaterally identified as an "instructor" by a certain cultivator of the Golden Bell Jar or Bu Tiange.

And when he checked the [Knowledge] provided by this label, he became more and more sure of this speculation, because the [Knowledge] provided by this label was like the previous [Demon] label when it was first condensed, there were obvious highs and lows.

According to the experience of the demon tag, Feng Xue speculated that this was a question of the amount of [knowledge] provided by people with different levels of cognition, and he did not know the specific value, but roughly speaking, it was probably that the level of "just having heard of it" could provide one or two towers per day, and the level of "firmly believing that 'this thing' definitely existed" could provide the feeling of three or four hundred towers per day.

Now the "Ambulance Demon" may have become some kind of rumor because of the lack of victims, so most of them have only heard of it, but the martial arts provided by this "martial arts master instructor" are real, and it seems that there are more than a dozen [knowledge] providers who firmly believe in their own existence.

Just as Feng Xue was pondering for the new label, the chill on her neck became sharper and sharper, and the girl who looked like she was only ten years old pushed the sharp weapon in her hand forward a few points without hesitation, and frowned while pressing Feng Xue's Adam's apple:

"I'll ask you again! Don't try to play tricks! Say it! ”

Feng Xue then remembered that his little life was still in the hands of others, and it was a little funny for a while, not because he lacked a sense of crisis, but because he had no fear of death at all, or that if he hadn't been buried alive before, he would have directly given himself a knife, and he could be resurrected anyway, compared to being paralyzed here for a few months, the short-term side effects of the resurrection prop were nothing.

As for biting your tongue and committing suicide...... Just kidding, the way to kill yourself by biting your tongue is to choke to death, but you don't have to breathe without a single bite, okay?

But now that they have been dug up, using the resurrection prop means that it is likely that the item will not be recovered, and after thinking for a while, he still decided to struggle:

"I'm a scavenger, a person, no accomplices, I fell from above because of a landslide before, I've been buried here alive, I'm not a slave trader, I haven't captured slaves or bought slaves, and I also have a teaching label, which can impart some knowledge......"

Listening to the seriously injured man in front of him quickly report his value, Vera's expression was still indifferent, but Vero on the side did not hold back his expression and said:

"Vera, he said he had a teaching label!"

"Shut up, I hear you!" Vera glared at her stupid brother, and didn't dig Feng Xue out, just looked at him condescendingly-

"You don't want to trick our base camp out of our base camp and then send a signal to our accomplices, do you?"

When Feng Xue heard this, she smiled self-deprecatingly:

"You know how long this pile of garbage has been falling, right? I've been buried for so long and no one has come to save me, doesn't that mean I don't have accomplices? ”

"He seems to have a point!" Vero said cautiously, Vera immediately raised her hand, but was dodged by Vero, who had been prepared, he narrowed his eyes and said with a very smart look:

"I knew you wanted to hit me again! But what if you let you fight, you still can't deal with it, if you kill it directly, it will be troublesome if it becomes a bad omen, or we will ask the village chief, right? ”

"Nope." Vera shook her head and said decisively:

"If you tell the village chief, you will definitely be taught a lesson!"

"Then there's no way, let him wait for his own death." Vero spread his hands and said cruel lines in a very innocent tone.

Vera sighed, looked at the clothes on Feng Xue's body, and nodded slightly:

"That's the only way, when he starves to death, the things on his body will be ours......"

"Hey, it's completely different from what I imagined, these two little ghosts are really only ten years old?!" Feng Xue listened to the words of the two of them without shying away from it, and her right hand, which was buried in the stone, suddenly felt even more crowded.

Although he should be able to recover in a month or two if he is left here, no one knows if there will be any more accidents in these two months.

Now he doesn't have a thick garbage protection like before, and any resurrection prop of some bad omen or something will be wasted.

Thinking of this, he immediately spoke:

"I'm afraid I can't wait for myself to starve to death, after all, I'm already a strange smell, if I want to run out of [knowledge], at least I have to wait for people in the real world to completely forget about me, it may take years or even more than ten years, and I have stored millions of [knowledge], it won't be a problem to last for decades, compared to letting me die, I have other suggestions."

"You say." The weapon in Vera's hand was still against Feng Xue's throat, and she said in a tone without expectation, she didn't know what "strange news" was, and she didn't know what the real world meant, but she could still understand the millions of [knowledge] such things.

Feng Xue was allowed and immediately said:

"I know a lot of knowledge, whether it's cultural or combat, which can help you condense labels, and at the same time, I'm also a copyist, the kind that can copy real books, which should be very precious to you, right?"

"Don't you want me to get you out of here?" Vera seemed to be a little moved, but she still didn't let go, "How can I believe that after I save you, you won't take revenge?" ”

When Feng Xue heard this, she immediately knew that there was a play, and immediately responded:

"We can sign the contract of the Infinity City notarization, and I have broken bones all over my body now, even if you dig me out, I am a disabled person, there is no threat."

"I've never heard of a contract or anything!" Vera muttered in her heart, but when her eyes rolled, she said:

"So, you teach us something first, and as long as I confirm that you have real materials, I'll dig you out, what do you think?"

(End of chapter)