The shortcut to cultivating seeds is high-intensity combat, which is a regular desperate breakthrough.

This kind of operation is the exclusive treatment of the protagonist, but this kind of cultivation is not.

If you can't find the protagonist who succeeds in a 100% desperate situation, you can also throw a thousand people into it, and then find the only one who has a 1 in 1,000 chance of stepping on it, and the result will be the same in the short term.

The core of the Demon God Seed is actually not complicated, it is just not human.

The path of human self-evolution obviously does not include the path of evolving into a demon god, and with Tartaglia's bloodline, it is impossible to reach a relationship with the demon god seed he fused.

But Rama didn't care about that, and he didn't necessarily have to help these people become demon gods.

In the final analysis, the successful full fruit has to be eaten, and the green fruit can also be eaten in order to fill the stomach.

It's a pity that unlike him, the other party is very passionate about divine power, although he is willing to come to fight two times in a while, but more often he still chooses to practice divine power.

Rama's eyes were filled with surprise.

The strong adapt to the environment, the weak complain about the environment, I complain about the environment first, then the strong, and after all this, I have to continue to live, so I have to accept the environment and the strong.

"Even in your lab, it's not full of battle freaks." Tartaglia spread his hands, "Only the white-haired one is a good opponent." ”

This can't be fought, that can't be fought, Tartaglia picks and chooses, and only the next level of opponents remains.

With him alone, people like Rama are even less in the mood to teach students.

Fight, cool!

Slipping down a notch, the conventional mode is naturally to slide from the gods to special life forms such as the dependents of the gods.

But if you really don't have a choice, this kind of dessert is not impossible to eat.

Warriors do not refuse weapons, but there is always a difference between those who have their hands and those who are not enough.

"Forget it." Tartaglia was a little skeptical, "It's all inconsequential. ”

And now that Rama has upgraded his configuration, Tartaglia doesn't want to fight against a human powerhouse like Clolinde.

Strength and race are related, Rama doesn't believe in effort, he just looks at the numbers.

And Tartaglia's teacher, Silkcock······ Tsk, I have nothing to say to the weak.

"I'm helping the Fatui." Rama casually made up a reason.

The heart of God finally came into the hands of the Fatui, and everything was beautiful.

In this process, Tartaglia also began to choose to accept Rama's idea that the human race, at least in the world of Teyvat, is really not good.

Rama only needs a seed, and then he will take what he wants from the dragon king himself.

"You're going to do that?" Tartaglia was amazed, "Whose seed did you take?" ”

The ending is good anyway.

Rama's experiment was clearly successful.

However, no.

He sighed, and there was no thought of making a big fuss.

Whoever hits first will have the outcome already decided.

Rama's plan was to gather all the seven elemental powers, and He did not cover them up and did not need to cover them.

The fresh earthy scent poured Tartaglia into his face, but he didn't care about it, and squeezed the arm of the grass-wood humanoid with a serious expression.

It's cool enough to find an opponent who can play at full strength in an environment where you can't even find a battle.

Being able to fight is the result, not looking at the process of why you can fight, just looking at the result you can play is enough.

Even before, Tartaglia may not be able to look down on most normal people.

Tartaglia's challenge route was naturally from top to bottom, and his target was the God of Water and the Supreme Inquisitor, but both of them explicitly refused, and the letter to the God of Water was intercepted by the servant before it could be delivered.

Although he was thrown into prison, the result was good.

Anyway, everyone has nothing to do, and reasoning is also to pass the time.

Everyone is quite busy, each with their own things to operate, and they are not in the mood to exchange combat experience with Tartaglia.

That's emptiness.

Thinking about this, Tartaglia is really a bit of a hard time.

At present, there is only one person in the world who fits this philosophy perfectly.

But Tartaglia himself attacked with all his might, and practiced his martial arts mastery.

Killing is the final result, but killing for what requires a relatively complete process to judge.

"It's enough for me to know that she can fight, who cares who she really is." Tartaglia spread his hands, "Also, you still haven't told me the answer, that is, the answer is not the one I know, right?" ”

Does this require me to think you're a fool?

The quality of the seeds is naturally as high as possible, but there is really no way, and it is not impossible for him to continue to cultivate.

"One yard to one yard, we don't care, can you just stop talking?" Tartaglia is hot-blooded.

There are some things that don't hurt to talk about, like this kind of thing.

Anyway, the underwater battle was really cool.

Tartaglia was also desperate.

Tartaglia was a little uncomfortable, "I said you, guy, are you taking me for a fool again?!" ”

I can't help it, I can't die because of this, can I?

And then there was no then.

"Haven't you fought them?" Instead of answering, Rama asked, "You are so active in the experimental area. ”

Tartaglia was not a man to consider the thoughts of his opponents, but unfortunately the heart of the gods had not yet been found, and he was not able to force the dependents of these gods.

Fighting pure water elves is a trivial matter, and I am afraid that they will sue again, so I directly told my own gods.

He had an evil eye, a vision of God, and the teacher was a mysterious person who could communicate with an elemental dragon king like Navillette, and he also wore an external armor.

They abandoned Rama's system of divine power and fought with elemental power and personal physique, which was the one that most suited Tartaglia's pursuit of combat.

"Are you trying to say that you forcibly sent me to prison to fight that big whale in order to help the Fatui?" Tartaglia repeated, "Oh, I really appreciate you, my good buddy. ”

Betraying himself was a regular process, and although Tartaglia didn't like it, he felt that he was getting used to it.

Even if we don't put aside the facts, the law cannot use lawless means just because the other party does not explain the law.

"It makes sense, and facts aside, of course we have to be reasonable." Rama nodded.

The fly in the ointment was that when I heard about it later, the servant also gave up on himself, and he was unwilling to rescue him when he was thrown into prison, and he didn't even bother to protest because of this improper process.

"How dare you say it!" Tartaglia gritted his teeth, "Did you have any legal order for you to send me to prison at that time?" ”

"You don't even remember the name." Rama supports the forehead.

For example, the immortals of Liyue are not demon gods, but they have far superior strength to humans.

Although Tartaglia also pursues this power, he still feels that it is an external force, and his adaptability is relatively limited.

Anyway, the outcome of this kind of battle is completely controlled by him, and he can completely suppress his strength to have a good fight with the other party.

He came to kill others in seconds, and that might be a little interesting.

Combat experience is only useful at the same level, and across a level, it depends on the background and hole cards, not the link where the experience can take effect.

I've got to live.

If there is someone stronger than him who is willing to fight him with his strength, then Tartaglia is actually the most satisfied.

Especially this kind of battle, which is close to instant killing, really doesn't have any fun.

Everyone uses the intrinsic power of the demon god, but the actual body is still their own, and the result of infinite high attack and low defense is to take the lead.

So he asked about the empty journey, which directly triggered the trip to Fontaine.

After going through this process several times, Tartaglia looked back and thought to himself, and felt that he was not incapable of bearing the burden of humiliation for the sake of God's heart.

As soon as the Fatui had the information, he immediately began to prepare for the challenge.

"Legal?" Rama laughed, "The Fatui still care about this?" ”

However, special lifeforms like Fontaine are pure water spirits, and these lifeforms cannot be found by normal means, and even if they do, they may not be willing to fight.

He wasn't actually a good boy either, and he wouldn't be obedient just because he was in Merlot Petersburg.

Now that everyone has arranged their fate, and the result is not bad, what else can be done? Of course, it's obedience.

But the good thing is that he has long accepted the unevenness of the world, and he believes that Rama must have accepted the situation as well.

He wanted to lower his requirements to enjoy the fight, and in the blink of an eye, the two dog thieves sent him to prison without even going through public censorship!

It was promised that a man would be tried at the Opéra Picoclei, and the cardinal arbitration would be decided by the edict, and the final result of the reading of the final result by the Supreme Inquisitor was not carried out at all, and they considered Tartaglia guilty, and then Tartaglia was thrown into Merlot Petersburg.

He wanted to resist, but he was hacked and woke up and was already in prison.

If his imprisonment as a clown can be exchanged for the success of the empress's plan, then it is not impossible for him to grit his teeth and admit it.

"No, how could it be." Rama waved his hand again and again.

He opened his arms to give Rama a hug, but Rama tapped the teacup, and the green grass turned into a human form and hugged him.

What I worked so hard to do was to level with other people's starting skills, and this world is really unreasonable.

What Rama has to do is to get empty growth passivity.

If you are fully armed, you can fight, and you can fight too.

Pure-blooded humans don't have any bonuses, no elemental power and no physical strength, if you have to say that he has strength, then I can only be right, yes, right.

This is the part that Tartaglia is clearly completely reluctant to describe in terms of challenges.

Otherwise, who else can be fooled?

No matter how high and good the conditions are, the child no longer dares to think about it.

The main Teyvat is not a world that relies on combat upgrades, no matter how much experience you have in this rank, you can't stand the opponent's strong brick fly, and one punch can be able to olive your life.

Every time he went to a country, he would have one more elemental power, and the existing elemental power was constantly increasing.

He was so familiar with the process that he knew what he had to do at the beginning.

Especially Fontaine, the logic of this country has been like this since ancient times.

You don't have to be too reasonable to reason with your friends, it's good to be able to quarrel, but reason is not too important.

But as soon as I went down, I felt some kind of call of fate, and this link Tartaglia was still a little familiar - being sent somewhere inexplicably, and then finding that he had something to do, isn't this the script that he is often manipulated?

You don't need to think, you don't need wisdom, just go with the flow and be your own clown, and everything will be fine in the end.

It's just that Rama is a little out of place in this country.

In the end, the guarantee for this behavior is that Rama can gradually progress from 0.1% to 100% system, rather than a normal person who depends on luck.

If it's everyone who is exchanging seconds, then it's still insensitive.

He emerged from Rama's laboratory with great interest—although there were some good opponents there, they were all too familiar to everyone to fight, mainly because they didn't have to fight with such people.

The way of the world is like this, and the articles made around the elemental forces are nothing more than quality and quantity, followed by the types of elements.

It's hard to find such a qualified sparring sandbag in the Teyvat world, although there is no thrill of life and death, but people, they will adapt to the poor environment.

But this time it was a bit unexpected, he actually realized that the question that Rama did not answer directly and affirmatively was the wrong question... Should he be wise, or did he know Rama too well?

Rama fell into deep thought.

You can't have to change your life against the odds and turn an otherwise good ending completely down an unpredictable path, right?

Aren't you just a fool? I don't need to feel it.

Of course, it is best to be able to become a demon god, but if you can't do it, that is, the seed is used as an external armor to give power to your own holder, just like the body of the god of justice is to the skirmishers, you may not be able to fight yourself, but it doesn't matter, you can wear equipment.

He himself can suppress his strength to enjoy the battle with some weaker people, but to let the stronger people than him suppress the strength to enjoy the battle with him, there is no such battle mania for the time being.

The big whale is busy eating and drinking, that is, playing with him, which is not dangerous.

He is not a supporter of Rama's ideas, but he is the most direct implementer of Rama's ideas.

This configuration to fight with normal people is really bullying.

This is completely different from the battle that Tartaglia imagined, he is a battle maniac, but a battle maniac is someone who enjoys fighting, not just fighting.

Although the newspaper shows that the god of Fontaine and his family are in a strange situation, it is not necessarily strange that they are really beaten and told to their parents.

Oh no, Tartaglia could read Him easily, and he had to try to update the way he spoke to people.

The grievances have been washed away, and the things have all been in hand, it is nothing more than playing the clown for the brothers for a while······ He tilted his head to look at Rama.

You've watched a few versions, you don't still want to see your brother as a clown, right?

(End of chapter)