The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 327 The nameless and absolutely positive voice
Others were a little late, and while the dust was less, they also touched Mengt's side and saw the result of the battle between Wuming and Ge Fulei.

Everyone reacted like Meng Gete, staying where they were, not knowing how to react.

"Teacher!" Millison covered her mouth and wanted to pounce on her, but she was afraid of destroying Wuming's last posture before she was alive, so she could only sob softly in the end.

Paqi also had a serious face, with a tense face, muttering in a low voice:

"It's troublesome, it's trouble..."

"How could he die like this?" Se Rui couldn't accept it. She still wanted to collect more data after the battle was over, but she didn't expect that both sides of the battle died.

Se Rui stepped forward and shook the bodies of Wuming and Gefu Lei in disbelief, as if that could shake them awake.

Wuming's body really moved, swaying backwards and falling down.

Millicent flashed over to catch the nameless headless body and hugged the nameless body, unable to hide the sadness in her heart.

While she was feeling sad, Millicent suddenly felt a strange emotion fill her heart - she always felt that the scene in front of her was a bit familiar.

"Have I ever cried for my teacher before..." Millicent murmured to herself.

She vaguely remembered that she had cried for Wuming, and Wuming came out halfway through crying.This experience filled Millicent's heart with a bit of luck, dispelling the deep sadness.

As if to echo her emotions, the headless body really squirmed on Millicent's body.

Millicent was startled and immediately let go of her hands, no longer restraining Wuming's body.

I saw the nameless headless body getting up tremblingly again, and the chest even began to make sounds.

"What's the matter?" A nameless voice came from the chest cavity, "Why can't I control my body anymore."

"Teacher, you are not dead!" Millicent was surprised and happy.

"How could I die so easily..." Wuming tried hard to determine the current situation, feeling a little confused, "Where's my head?"

The headless corpse was lying on the ground, groping randomly.

Upon seeing this, Millicent quickly picked up Wuming's head and handed it over.

"Your head, sir," said Millicent.

"I'm not looking for the head. The head matter is not urgent. We'll talk about it later." Wuming said, "Have you seen my sword? Where is my sword."

Millicent then ran to Godfrey again, struggled to open his hand, took the sword back, and handed it to Wuming.

"Okay! Okay! Okay! That's it. This is my treasure. I can't live without it." Wuming screamed happily, his headless body holding the sword in one hand and his head in the other. The cocoon writhes happily on the ground.

After calibrating the direction for a while, Wuming's head finally found his neck and connected the head and neck.

Wuming moved his body, twisted his neck and looked around: "Is the fight over? Who won?"

"How do we know?" Patch answered Wuming impatiently, with a serious expression.

Patch's expression was always tense, no matter whether he saw Wuming's body and missing parts, or the horrifying scene of twisting on the ground holding his head and sword, there was no change.

He has long known that Wuming has strong vitality, and his focus is always on the other side - the situation of Ge Fulei.

If Wuming really beats Ge Fulei to death, then the problem will be huge.

Unlike Wuming's side who celebrated his resurrection, everyone on Ge Fulei's side was silent.Menggert looked like his dead father.

"I forgot to ask you to sign a life and death certificate before starting the fight." Patch bit the joint of the spider's leg. "If they don't let you go, you have to be responsible for finishing the fight."

"Don't worry, there will be no problem." Wuming smiled and waved his hands, not taking it seriously.

"Of course you'll be fine no matter what." Patch said, "Godfrey can't beat you, but we can't."

"I mean, Lao Lu is not dead." Wuming said.

As soon as Wuming said this, everyone stared at Ge Fulei.

As expected, Ge Fulei's body also trembled, as if the huge puppet was wound up again and started to move.

Ge Fulei stretched out his hand, broke off the head, straightened the head, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Moving his head, Ge Fulei also looked around, and his first sentence was:

"How? Who won?"

Patch looked at Godfrey in surprise, who was once again vigorous and fierce: "How do you know he will be resurrected?"

"Guess."

"Guess what?"

Wuming packed up his belongings and explained:
"Lao Lu's fighting style is a bit similar to mine. He has obviously tested his physical limits - if you want to do this, you will not be able to do it alone, you also need the power of immortality."

Wuming raised his voice and asked Ge Fulei:

"Is that the power of blessing?"

"Pretty much, there's nothing I can do. My wife loves me so much that she can't bear to let me go." Godfrey laughed, "So you killed me?"

"You killed me too." Wuming said, "You blew my head off."

Wuming looked around the royal city that had turned into flat ground, and nodded with satisfaction:

"It's done really well, very smooth."

Ge Fulei stroked his beard:
"I remembered, I knocked you over, but the inertia of your fist killed me again. It's a draw... Do you want to do it again?"

"The result is a draw." Wuming said, "But I made a mistake during the battle, so let me lose."

"How come I didn't know you made a mistake?" Godfrey said.

"I was still trapped in the formula during the battle." Wuming said, "I subconsciously used thunder and lightning, but I forgot that the ancient dragons here are not very afraid of thunder and lightning. I obviously learned some gravity magic, but I forgot all about it during the battle. .”

Ge Fulei grinned: "You want to say that you will win if you don't make mistakes?"

"You should know that's not what I meant." Wuming said, "Soldiers don't care so much. Mistakes are mistakes, and they are also a sign of lack of strength."

"To put it this way, I made a mistake." Ge Fulei looked at his palm, "It was swallowed up by the hot blood..."

"Is that considered a mistake?" Wuming said.

"Fight with passion, rather than being swallowed up by blood." Godfrey said, "The difference is that one is winning, and the other is fighting happily. Most of the time, the two have the same result, but sometimes they are not necessarily the same."

"Just to win... What you said makes sense." Wuming felt a little regretful, "I should have tempered some scarlet corruption on the sword in advance."

Wuming and Ge Fulei reviewed the battle harmoniously, exchanging their thoughts like normal people, seemingly not caring that they had just been beaten to death by the other side.The tension caused by the death of Godfrey finally dissipated.

The first person to react was Lance Shanks, who just elbowed Mengert suddenly:
"I saw you were sad, so I didn't want to disturb you. Now that everything is fine - who will deal with this crime of vandalism and corpse destruction?"

Lance Sanks looked at the body of Gu Lan Sanks that had been stabbed through by the unknown, his eyes widened and his mouth bulged:
"Don't you have any respect for corpses? Who picks up other people's ancestral graves and hits them in a fight?"

Wuming and Ge Fulei looked at each other and thought seriously. "Who is really asking you this question!" Lance Sanks became even more angry. If he couldn't defeat these two people, he would have been ready to go over with a thunder knife.

Wuming smiled, and waved to Ge Fulei:

"This is Lao Lu's problem, and I am also a victim. You can solve it yourself. I will inform my people first and send the materials here."

Wuming took his people, got into the golden carriage parked outside, and drove back to the caravan.

Along the way, Sirui didn't stop, jumping up and hitting Wuming's knee, gesticulating in a hurry.

"If you can't hear it, don't bother." Wuming said.

Serui was so anxious that she jumped up and down on the carriage. She finally thought of a way and started carving words on the golden carriage.

"Do you have the quality?" Wuming picked up Se Rui, "How can you row someone else's car?"

Seeing that Serui was really anxious, Wuming opened Serui's body and removed the restrictions carved on her source stone.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Wuming asked.

"how did you do that?"

"What did you say?"

"Your battle." Se Rui said, "How did you do it, every move and every move was close to the optimal solution? You are obviously so..."

Sirui wanted to say that Wuming was so stupid, but when he thought about the details of those battles, the calculation of the distance of body displacement driven by each ray of air, it was impossible to describe her.

It took Wuming a long time to figure out what Se Rui wanted to express. After understanding what Se Rui meant, he burst into laughter:
"There's no calculation, it's just experience."

"You mean you've learned and iterated more than me?" Sirui transformed into her own understanding.

"If every death is an iteration of learning... maybe it can be considered so." Wuming said, "In fact, it's not that complicated. It's like reciting something. Do you know how much one plus one equals?"

"Two." Serui said.

“What about nine times nine?”

"81." Sirui replied quickly.

"Did you calculate this?" Wuming was surprised, "It's so fast."

Serui didn't know how to respond to Wuming:
"Even for stupid creatures like humans, a child can count, right? You can't count?"

Wuming said: "I don't count. I remember the result, and then say it directly. When I use it, I just use it. I don't 'calculate'."

Se Rui probably understood what Wuming meant.

Then it got even worse:

"Experience will make you do the same thing more efficiently, even more than I calculated... Then I can't surpass humans in all aspects."

"Why do you want to surpass humans in all aspects?" Wuming didn't understand. "Do you have any great goal of liberating the minds of all mankind?"

"No, Cerlian only wants me to go beyond the full moon," said Sirui, "but I take pleasure in laughing at you."

Now it was Wuming's turn to be speechless:
"You really have a big problem and it's hopeless. Let's reopen it."

Serui didn't reply, as if he was deep in thought - a state of concentration that was rarely seen in the wisdom in the stone.

The carriage was quiet for a while, Serui was meditating, Patch was settling accounts, Melina simply disappeared, and Millicent experienced various ups and downs, and was also a little depressed.

Wuming, on the other hand, got into a fight and died once, but he became more energetic and radiant.

"You haven't recovered yet?" Wuming asked Millicent, "Would you like to listen to some other sounds to clear your ears?"

Millicent shook her head slightly: "It's okay, the coprophagic song has almost disappeared. I just feel useless."

She seemed to remember something and solemnly said to Wuming:

"I haven't thanked you yet, teacher. Thank you for saving me again."

"You're welcome, someone has already paid the thank you gift for you." Wuming said.

"Who?"

"Family of corruption." Wuming replied.

Millicent's expression changed, then suddenly darkened:
"Teacher, am I useless? Even if I want to pursue my mission, I can't do it. I can't even go to the Holy Tree, and I'm separated from Letina - Teacher, have you met Letina?"

"No, I thought she was taken to jail with you at first," Wuming said.

"We are operating separately, so it is not convenient for her to sneak in." Millicent said, "But since you haven't seen her for so long, something might have happened to her..."

"Don't be so pessimistic, she might just be dead." Wuming said, "Letina is very powerful. She will definitely leave her soul behind when she dies. If you are lucky, you can bring her back again."

Millicent's eyes turned red:
"I also agreed to send her to the Holy Tree, but I didn't do anything..."

"Don't think so much." Wuming patted Millicent, "You won't get stronger if you think too much. Some things are just a matter of talent. You have to admit it."

"Teacher, you are really good at comforting people."

"What else can I say?" Wuming said, "You are indeed not strong enough yet, and you still need to practice. But you are a good boy, and you will not be lazy. You must have not fallen behind in what you should practice and work hard, and nothing will happen like this. There’s nothing we can do about it.”

Wuming stroked Millicent's red hair:

"You have worked very hard, you don't need to fight anymore. Rest when you need to. Your body is yours. Only when your body is well, your mind will not be destroyed. No one is invincible. Look, I am also defeated in this battle. , look away, don’t force yourself too much..."

After a while, Millicent was coaxed to sleep by Wuming, leaning against Wuming's cold and hard armor, her expression relaxed.

"Obviously I am a hard worker, but I am trying to persuade others to take advantage of the situation." Patch said on the side.

"Isn't everyone like this?" Wuming said, "While persuading others to give up, pretending to be lazy, they secretly work hard again."

Wuming held his cheek and sighed:
"It's okay if they can really give in to the end, but force themselves. Before they die, will they be satisfied or regretful..."

"I probably don't have time to think about those things." Patch said, "You too, why not think of something useful."

Wuming said: "The seal that Millicent mentioned is indeed a big problem."

Wuming took advantage of the time of walking back to think about the future plan and direction.

"The coprophags and the song and dance troupe, Mengt and the seal..." Wuming felt that it was difficult to think about it, and he had nowhere to start.

Ge Fulei was so heroic that a major task like demolishing the royal city could be accomplished easily, but his son was not as informal as him.Menggert's stubbornness was very clear to Wuming. How to persuade him to break the seal, Wuming didn't know how to do it now.

The people of gold are stubborn, and the former king of Rodel is as hard as a horn of omen.

Wuming thought hard for a long time, and finally gave up thinking:
"Take it one step at a time and set up the stage first."

(End of this chapter)