The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 273 The Washing Machine

Seeing the deformed monster swallow Ashmi in one gulp, the snake man spun rapidly in the inverted cone-shaped inner wall, his head was thrown long, and a section of his head emerged from the cylinder, following the rotation of the cylinder. Gotta fly.

"Ah..." Immediately after the rhetoric, something went wrong, Wuming was also a little embarrassed, "This thing doesn't have a high IQ, it seems that he didn't understand what I meant."

"Now-how-do." Ashmi's voice fluctuated with the distance between his head and the nameless.

"You come out first, and we'll throw clothes in."

"I am - Stark," Ashmi said.

The soft body of the snake man was cut to pieces by the whirling teeth, and the blood flowed profusely.The sharp teeth entangled in the flesh, tearing the flesh, and after tearing off a piece of flesh, it would quickly hook other flesh until the prey was completely reduced to flesh.

"Wouldn't it be enough if you transformed back?" Wuming said helplessly.

"I'm hot." Ashmi answered concisely.

Wuming was at a loss: "Is it okay for me to cool you down?"

He took out a pyroxene from his pocket, releasing cold air and freezing fog around him.

Ashimi felt the temperature drop outside, and the soft body of the snake man immediately became softer, until it became a pool of flexible mud, which was thrown out by the centrifugal force in the rotating inverted cone, and along the extension, landed on the frozen body released by nameless. in the fog.

It was so comfortable that Ashmi didn't want to condense again.

Nameless stepping on Ashmi:
"Get up quickly and help me throw my clothes in."

Talking anxiously hugging balls of clothes.

Ashmi couldn't get up, and said lazily: "The inside of that thing is so sharp, won't the clothes be scratched?"

"Ah..." Wuming was stunned, "It really is."

The fatal problem that Wuming had ignored was exposed, and the two remained silent for a while.

Wuming's silence was lost in thought, and Ashmi was probably left speechless by Wuming's unreliability.

Ashmi pondered for a moment:
"Actually, I have a way—"

"I have a solution!" Wuming interrupted Ashmi.

Excitedly, he picked up the clothes and threw them to Ashmi.

"I haven't gotten up yet." Ashmi was wrapped in layers of clothes, with a little silver teardrop seeping out.

"You protect these clothes with your body, and then go in to wash them, you can save them from being cut by sharp teeth." Wuming said, and threw the clothes and Ashmi into the cylinder, "No Knowing how to wash clothes, don’t you devour clothes?”

Wumingming said with a solemn tone like Tuogu:

"I'll leave the dirty clothes to you."

During the rotation, the silver teardrops were evenly wrapped on the clothes, and the viscous and tough liquid was filled between the clothes and the cylinder. With the high-speed rotation, the stains on the clothes began to dissipate rapidly.

Wuming looked at the laundry process that was on track, and nodded with satisfaction.

"By the way, what did you say just now?" Wuming asked.

Ashmi didn't answer, she had run out of energy to answer.

Ashmi's idea is to directly transform her into this monster, and then remove the sharp teeth.So she can help with the laundry.

But Wuming is obviously more courageous to be a king than her - more arbitrary.

Imitation Teardrop had no choice but to be distracted, using his own body to start fine-tuning the angle of the clothes, and at the same time wrap part of the body in the sharp teeth to reduce the damage.

The huge monster swallowed all the clothes together, and the washed clothes spewed out from the sucker-like tentacles.

The Furnace Knight, who was originally sure of winning, saw the movement from Wuming's side, and worked harder, turning the big sword in his hand faster.

The Furnace Knights are a veteran team with strong bottom power.

The nameless monster has a wide body and a fat body, and the first to come first.

One after another, one after another, watching the number of remaining dirty clothes on both sides decrease, the atmosphere became more dignified and tense.

There are almost only two or three pieces of clothing left on both sides.

Three pieces, two pieces, one piece...

"Complete!" Ashmi was sprayed out by the monster together with several pieces of clothes, shouting the completion of the task while condensing into shape.

Wuming stared nervously at the furnace knight, seeing that the last piece of clothing was also slapped on the rock.

Completed at the same time.

"It's really a well-matched opponent, and the blood is boiling." Wuming stared excitedly at the furnace knight.

Ashmi looked sideways: "Don't make it sound like you're working hard."

Wuming said to the furnace knight: "I won't admit it, we lost."

Wuming understood that the furnace knight would not admit defeat either.

"Since the speeds are comparable, it depends on the cleanliness." Wuming said, "Let's compare."

The two knights approached with heavy steps, each holding a basket of clothes in their hands.

Furnace Knights are rich in experience, their clothes are soft and clean, fat but not greasy.

On the other hand, the clothes on Wuming's side... seem to be more wrinkled, without the delicate feeling of hand-patting.

With just one glance, you can see the difference between the clothes on both sides.

The Furnace Knight looked confidently at Wuming, as if the outcome had been decided.

It seems to say, "How can a rough machine compare to my well-trained hands."

"Don't draw conclusions too early." Wuming shook the clothes on his side lightly, and stretched them out.

Time seemed to slow down, and the clothes unfolded smoothly, like a night lotus gradually blooming.

Wuming touched the soft fabric:

"We also have artificial ingenuity here."

Hearing what Wuming said, Ashmi covered his heart, feeling a little dizzy.

"What's wrong?" Wuming turned around and asked in concern.

"The ingenuity hurts a little." Ashmi frowned.

Wuming casually put a piece of clothing on her body, and said with concern:

"It won't hurt if you dig out the heart."

Ashmi gave Wuming a weak look:
"The heart is our core."

"I thought you could transform at will, immortal." Wuming said.

"It's not that bad," Ashmi said.

"Do you need me to treat you?" Wuming said, "Something went wrong?"

"No, it's fine." Ashmi waved his hand.

Wuming looked back at the Furnace Knight, and found that the Furnace Knight was staring at his clothes, and his eyes did not give in.

"It seems that just a slight difference in suppleness does not convince you." Wuming smiled, "Then...a tie?"

The furnace knight withdrew his gaze and seemed to agree with Wuming's proposal.

"Just kidding, our cards are not over yet!" Wu Ming pointed at the Furnace Knight with great momentum.

The furnace knight tilted his head slightly, as if he was a little puzzled.

What else can clothes compare to besides speed and smoothness?
"Of course it's better than cleanliness." Wuming said, "Cleanliness is the most important thing."

The furnace knight is even more incomprehensible.

He just confirmed that the cleanliness of the clothes on both sides is almost the same, there is no difference.

Wuming said: "If the degree of filthiness is divided into ten, then our clothes have already turned ten into one, but there is nothing below one. It is not difficult to change from ten to one, but it is difficult to change from one to zero." One, zero one."

Wuming laid out the clothes of both sides, carefully studying the details.

Sure enough, Ashmi's side is cleaner.

The furnace knight clenched his sword tightly.

"It seems that you are still not convinced." Wuming said, "We still have a dimension of competition."

Wuming hung up the clothes on both sides, pointed to the clothes and said:
"The places that are hard for us to see with the naked eye are actually not pure and flawless. There are extremely tiny creatures attached to them. These are also unsanitary places. Those creatures feed on debris and can continue to spread and grow. Seriously, even would threaten human health."

After Wuming finished this theory, he observed the reaction of the furnace knight, and found that the furnace knight was not surprised.

"As expected of a Furnace Knight, I should know more about creatures than I do." Wuming smiled, "I also listened to Patch."

Wuming patted his clothes: "Most bugs will die in water or the soapy water of the laundry, but some stubborn bugs can't die. And the clothes we wash don't have such small bugs!"

Wuming opened his arms and declared so proudly.

"Why don't I know?" Ashmi took the lead to dismantle the stage, and asked the furnace knight's doubts, "Since you can't see it, how can you be sure?"

"The answer lies in you." Wuming looked at Ashmi with a smile.

He approached Ashmi in two or three steps, and put his hands on Ashmi's shoulders, causing Ashmi's body to liquefy in fright, causing ripples.

The warm power passed through the body from Wuming's palm, always reminding Ashmi of bad memories.

"Ashimi, give him the whole job, transformation." Nameless said.

"What changed?" Ashmi asked.

"Change anything." Wuming said.

Ashmi's body turned back into a puddle of silver liquid, and in the dense mist, a braided black-haired girl appeared casually.

"See anything?" Wuming asked the furnace knight.

The furnace knight hesitated, not sure.

"Come closer, change again." Wuming pushed Ashmi to the side of the furnace knight.

Ashmi followed suit, this time turning into a brown-skinned woman with a golden hair.

The moment Ashmi became like this, the furnace knight retreated slightly, looking at her warily with his sword in hand.

"It seems that you feel it." Wuming said, "Yes, every time she transforms, there are tiny particles like mercury around her body, which will harm the surrounding creatures."

Wuming said: "For us huge creatures, a little bit of erosion damage is nothing. But for those tiny creatures, it is a disaster. And Ashmi just kept transforming inside and wrapping clothes .And that's Ashmi's body, she kills those small creatures with her mercury poison, it can be completely recovered, and it won't poison the wearer again."

"That's right!" Wuming drew out his long sword and pointed it at the furnace, "We used the silver teardrop disinfection method! In terms of cleanliness and health, it is our complete victory!"

The heavy sword and horned shield fell to the ground, and the furnace knight knelt down silently, with his hands on the ground, finally acknowledging his defeat thoroughly.

Nameless and soundless, he raised his hands high to show his victory.

Then he walked to the furnace and inserted the long sword and scabbard into the ground:
"Well, it's time to honor your promise, knight."

The furnace knight put away his clothes and pointed out the direction for Wuming.

The location of Lakad is right in the very center of the volcano.

"Oh, the location of the crater?" Wuming followed the direction of the furnace knight's finger and looked at the vast magma on the way. "As expected of a demigod, sitting in the atrium is indeed in line with the position of a fragment monarch."

"Let's go." Wuming picked up Ashmi and waved goodbye to the furnace.

"How do I go here? I don't see a road." Ashmi said, "There is only a lava river."

"There are no roads in the world. Wherever you walk, there is a road." Wu Ming pointed at the magma, "Just walk on the magma."

"Ah, I don't want to go." Ashmi pinched the cracks in the rocks on the ground, but was powerless to resist the unknown force.

As a last resort, Ashmi turned into a snake man and followed Wuming into the lava.

If there were solid rocks, they could occasionally rise to the surface, but the closer they got to the crater, the lava could no longer hold its solid state, and the two sank deeper and deeper.

"Can this really be found?" Ashmi asked.

Her voice came from a cavity in her body, unaffected by the lava.

"No problem, we will always find it." Wuming was full of confidence, and his voice also echoed deep inside his body.

"You can get lost on the plains, but in the water, up and down, forward, backward, left, right, six directions, are you sure you won't get lost?" Ashmi asked.

Wuming was silent for a while:

"Probably not? There will be a conclusion if you go on."

Wuming and Ashmi swam in the lava for a long time.

"Have you reached a conclusion now?" Ashmi asked.

Nameless concludes:

"I have a hunch that we're about to see the light of day."

Wuming could feel that hard rocks appeared under his feet, and the pressure on his head also eased, which meant that his head was about to emerge.

Wuming and Ashmi walked a few steps quickly, and sure enough they walked out of the lava.

"What did I say?" Wuming said, "Let me see where this is, where is Lakkad?"

Wuming looked around, the surroundings were almost full of magma, and there were occasional iron cages, but there was no shadow of the fragmented monarch.

Nameless looked down again, and found a pair of eyes staring at him.

"Hello, are you Lakad?" Wuming asked the eyes below gently.

"This is obviously an earth dragon." Ashmi looked down, "How could a demigod have such virtues?"

Below, a huge earth dragon was crawling in the lava, and it emerged from the lava as Wuming and Ashimi trampled on it, looking at Wuming with a sense of resentment.

"It seems that the earth dragon is not very happy." Wuming said.

"I'm waking up when I'm asleep, how can I be happy?" Ashmi said.

Before Ashimi finished speaking, the earth dragon suddenly raised its head, and flew Wuming and Ashimi into the air, opened its huge lava mouth full of jagged teeth, and roared at the falling two.

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The lava earth dragon's mouth was pierced by a long knife, and one eye was already blind, and pus-yellow liquid was flowing out.

On the back of the lava earth dragon, the strong legs with scales hooked the scales of the lava earth dragon with clawed feet, and galloped on the back.

The samurai with a bamboo hat covering his face swung a long knife like a clothes pole, cut open the earth dragon's scales layer by layer, and then inserted the knife into the earth dragon's body, cutting the wound while running on the body, and releasing dragon blood.

Under the bamboo hat, a pair of golden vertical pupils appeared between the fierce scales.

(End of this chapter)