Looking at the copper piece that was brought to him, he touched the blood-colored rust on it.

Feel the pattern that resembles a tiny crack.

A woman beside Orga asked, with curiosity in her eyes, "Do you know what this is? It can't be really an artifact fragment, right?"

Having said that, in her opinion, with the current state of this thing, even if it was really an artifact before, it would only be in vain.

At most, it represents the glory of the past.

Now she couldn't think of anything else she could do with it other than as an ornament.

Handing the money to the maid, Olga calmly replied to her, "Maybe it's a fragment of an artifact, but that kind of thing doesn't matter anymore, after all, it's broken to such an extent that it's worthless to repair, so it seems to me that it still has some residual value." ”

"Residual value?"

Puzzled, she handed it to Olga.

Although she was curious, her own education also told her that since Orga didn't say anything, it was best not to ask again.

Knowing too much is sometimes not a good thing.

Ignoring her thoughts, Olga took the piece and put it in front of her for a while.

He didn't lie about what he said just now.

He really didn't quite understand what this thing was.

He bought it only because he could sense that there was a half-dead soul hidden inside.

Gently put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, in addition to the faint smell of patina, he could faintly smell a faint enticing fragrance.

Like a time-tested wine, it has a rich aroma.

Let him be a little addicted to it.

'I won the lottery, I didn't expect this soul to be of such high quality......

"Hmm...... There is also a very strong smell of resentment, which is like the finishing touch......"

It was the first time he had smelled such a wonderful soul breath!

Compared with this, the souls eaten in the past are not at the same level at all, they are like garbage, which can be called a world of difference.

At this moment, just smelling and smelling, the appetite of being a demon is constantly stimulating his hunger, tempting him to eat what is in front of him quickly.

instinct tells him that eating it will be good,

Feeling the stomach acid tumbling in his stomach, he glanced at the people around him, and immediately felt that now was not the time to put his mouth down, and muttered, "Damn, make me hungry......"

After a moment's thought, he decided to put up with it for the time being.

Find a place to enjoy your meal in peace and quiet.

So the fragments of his hand were stuffed into his mouth.

I swallowed it without even chewing it!

Reason: You have a hammer, and you don't attract too much attention when you say it.

Instinct: Eat first, eat first, enjoy the demon life, you don't understand my happiness!

Afterwards, I regret it, very much regret.

'Grass, eat too fast, forgot to chew it and taste it more......

And the other people around him, who were still a little curious about what he would do with this thing, also showed expressions as if they had seen a ghost at this time.

This operation was indeed somewhat unexpected.

Didn't even think about it!

'Isn't that thing even a demigod able to break?'

Looking at his satisfied expression, including the two well-informed hosts on stage, everyone couldn't understand what it was like to feel.

Just like ordinary people who see others gnawing on the armor plate of the main battle tank in front of them, they all feel that their worldview has been hurt.

Countless people looked at the characteristics of Olga and thought about the question again: 'What kind of race is this?'

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Looking at the two women beside him with shocked faces, Olga waved his hand in front of them before calling their thoughts back.

casually asked, "What's wrong?"

The two hurriedly shook their heads and said, "Nothing, nothing......"

One of them hesitated for a while, then looked at Olga's stomach and asked a little hesitantly, "Don't you feel indigestion when you eat like this?"

She couldn't imagine what kind of stomach it would take to digest it.

Faced with her question, Olga patted her stomach and replied with some difficulty: "Well, it does look a little indigestion. ”

After hearing this, the other woman immediately asked with a concerned face, "Is there no problem, do you need to take a break?"

He fully expressed his concern to Olga.

caused the woman next to her to secretly grit her teeth!

Shrugging his shoulders indifferently, Olga rejected the offer to take a break: "Nothing wrong, just a little fuss." ”

I saw that he really didn't have much of an adverse reaction.

The hearts of the two also relaxed slightly, and one of them said:

"Well, if you're not feeling well, I know a pharmacy that can take some potions to help with digestion. ”

It's not that they really care about Olga, they just don't want to lose their golden thighs.

After all, people are realistic, and they have only known each other for such a short time, and there is a hammer to speak of.

They deeply knew that if the guy in front of them hung up, not only would they have a big backer in the future, but they would not even be able to keep the legendary-level items that they had only gotten not long ago, so they could only obediently dedicate them to the upper nobles.

Under this premise, the scene where Olga had just eaten the fragment as a snack suddenly became irrelevant.

As long as his own interests are not affected, it doesn't matter how abnormal Orga's actions are.

In this regard, Orga did not say much, knowing their true thoughts.

I didn't explain to them that my so-called little fuss didn't mean that I had an upset stomach, but that the fragment was indeed a little fussy.

At this moment, it is like a mad dog that has been kicked, and it is slamming around in his stomach acid.

But he wasn't worried about anything.

A half-dead old fellow, the essence of strength may be slightly better than his, but there is not much power left at all.

As long as it enters his stomach, it is impossible to roll over the waves!

As a fire demon, his stomach and heart are the hottest and most dangerous places in his body, which can basically be said to be two furnaces, with a constant temperature of hundreds of thousands of degrees, and with the blessing of various talents, they are extremely corrosive and toxic.

In terms of danger alone, it is much more dangerous than even the so-called nuclear explosion center.

Not only simple matter, but also intangible things such as souls can quickly decompose.

"Ah...... I'll kill you...... Glent, Glent, ah......h

Listening to the intermittent roar of the remnant in his stomach, Olga scratched her hair with little interest.

There they silently urged their own gastric juices, constantly corroding each other.

He could tell that the other party was just a little residue, and it was all because of the characteristics of the copper shard that he could survive.

If I hadn't sensed the crisis and forced me to wake up, I'm afraid I would have felt that I would sleep until the day when it completely dissipated.

However, even so, looking at his state, it is estimated that even his memory is shattered!

I'm afraid he doesn't even know who the name is on his lips, but he hates it purposelessly.

Absorbing the slowly dissolving essence of the other party, Olga could clearly feel that the evolutionary process that had been interrupted by the world consciousness had been added a little new to it.

Just like getting more comparisons, what I thought was a perfect solution suddenly had a little room for improvement!

At the same time, the scattered memories of that fragment of soul began to flow into Orga's brain.

It can be said that all the surplus value of the other party is slowly being received by him.

The winner gets everything for the loser, and this is the most basic rule in the world.

Even if this victory is effortless, it is basically equivalent to picking it up.