I have a city in another world

Chapter 3435

Fatty is naturally no stranger to these special lamp oils. It is precisely because of the existence of lamp oil that the lighthouse has the effect of deterring ancient creatures.

Both are miraculous things, and neither is possible without the other.

The origin of these lamp oils is very extraordinary, and they all come from ancient creatures.

The monks carefully refined the remains of ancient creatures to obtain a special ointment, which can be made into precious lamp oil with careful proportioning.

Not every organization has the ability to refine lamp oil, not to mention how complicated and high-end the refining methods are, it is very difficult to obtain raw materials alone.

If you don't have enough strength, you don't have the qualifications at all.

It is by relying on these special lamp oils that monks can build hunting camps in the Forbidden Sea, and they can also drive boats across the Forbidden Sea blocked by monsters.

Lamp oil is also an indispensable item to explore other forbidden areas. If there is not enough lamp oil reserves, even exploration cannot be carried out.

In the original polar world, this kind of ancient bio-refined lamp oil can definitely be regarded as a top-level strategic material.

It's just that every monk organization will strictly guard such a precious thing, and I don't know where Tang Zhen got it from?

However, when he thought of Tang Zhen's methods, the fat man took it for granted. It was just getting some lamp oil, so how could it be difficult for the supernatural Tang Zhen.

The fat man mistakenly thought that the lamp oil in Tang Zhen's hand was obtained during the chaos of the previous war. After all, it was very chaotic at that time, and there were plenty of opportunities to obtain lamp oil.

But how did he know that Tang Zhen's method of obtaining it was by no means as simple as he imagined.

Lamp oil is Tang Zhen's spoils of war, and there are actually a lot of it, so it can be regarded as a considerable fortune.

With these precious lamp oils, even in some dangerous places, Tang Zhen is sure to venture out.

Of course, it is impossible for Tang Zhen to talk about these things, and Fatty will never know.

The fat man raised the glass bottle, raised his head and poured the lamp oil down, then frowned.

"It's hard to drink, it has a stale taste..."

At this moment, the fat man still has the mood to judge the taste of lamp oil, and his heart is as big as the sea.

"It's really strange that it tastes good. You know that many of the refining materials for these lamp oils are corpses that have been hundreds of millions of years old.

Over time, these corpses will accumulate stale air, which will cause great harm to monks. "

Hearing Tang Zhen's explanation, Fatty couldn't help but widen his eyes with a puzzled expression on his face.

Since it was harmful to the body, why did Fang Hao let him drink it? Could it be that he had some evil intentions?

Fatty thought it was impossible. If Fang Hao wanted to kill him, he would never use such a stupid method.

The most important point is that the fat man racked his brains, but he couldn't find a reason for Tang Zhen to trick him into harming him.

"Although this lamp oil is poisonous, it has a special effect. It can activate the hidden blood talent by burning the blood.

It's just that this process is very dangerous, and you must have enough powerful monks to protect the law before you can take the risk. "

It was because the fat man trusted Tang Zhen that he swallowed the lamp oil without any scruples. Now that he had heard Tang Zhen's explanation, he no longer had any doubts in his heart.

He clasped his fists at Tang Zhen and didn't say much, but his attitude was clear.

Let Tang Zhen manipulate, life and death without complaint.

Tang Zhen chuckled, pointed at the fat man, and then saw flames suddenly emerge from the surface of his body.

If it were another monk, safety might not be guaranteed, but Tang Zhen's action could guarantee safety.

With the burning of the bloodline fire, the fat man's expression became ferocious, and the unspeakable pain continued to pile up.

In order to resist the pain, Fatty instantly transformed into a ferocious monster.

There was a constant low growl in his throat, as if he was trying his best to suppress the pain.

The blazing flame didn't weaken because of the fat man's transformation, but instead became more intense.

This kind of flame was only aimed at Fatty alone, and those monks in Loucheng around him were not affected at all.

At the same time, billowing energy swarmed towards the fat man like water breaking a bank.

But like a bottomless pit, he devoured it all unceremoniously, and didn't let a single bit escape.

This strange scene was witnessed by the surrounding monks, and they couldn't help being shocked and anxious.

If this continues, Fatty will crush other Loucheng monks and attract the attention of those generals.

Such a precious opportunity is not evenly distributed among the monks of Loucheng, so how can outsiders get it?
At this moment, the fat man has been regarded as a competitor by the monks in Loucheng, and they are trying their best to suppress him

The divine generals watching from the side noticed the vision on Fatty's body, and all cast their attention.

"Is this... burning blood?"

A general said softly, with doubts in his tone, as if he couldn't be sure of his own judgment.

"That's right, it is indeed burning blood, this guy's luck is a bit bad."

In addition, a god general said, while shaking his head gently.

"Burning bloodlines is tantamount to self-mutilation, if you are not careful, you will be reduced to ashes, and the whole process cannot be reversed.

Even if this cultivator survives, he will inevitably suffer severe injuries, and may even cut off his path of cultivation.

It is really embarrassing to encounter such an opportunity, but to be so unlucky. "

In the eyes of this general, the fat man with burning blood is absolutely certain to die.

Such a situation is not uncommon on the battlefield. Many monks in desperate situations will burn their blood unconsciously.

But in the end, they all died together with the enemy.

However, there are other gods who do not agree with this statement, thinking that blessings may be hidden in disasters.

"The vast majority of blood burning is indeed a desperate means of self-mutilation, but there are exceptions.

These monks unexpectedly survived after their bloodlines burned, and even had some awakened special innate abilities.

I just don't know if this monk is lucky or unlucky? "

It was clearly the same thing, but the generals had different opinions, which also attracted more attention to Fatty.

At this moment, no one is thinking about what caused the blood to burn, they just want to know the final result.

Even if someone wants to investigate, I'm afraid they won't be able to find a specific reason, unless those peak gods will take action in person!
It's just that those peak generals didn't bother to take care of this matter at all, and they weren't even interested in taking a look at it.

Don't talk about these ordinary Loucheng monks, even those god-general creators may not take the initiative to talk to them.

If it weren't for this mission, there would be no possibility of cooperation between the peak god general and ordinary Loucheng monks.

Perhaps it was this kind of arrogance that prevented the peak generals from noticing that there was a clone of a god hiding under their noses.

Not to mention the real identity of the other party, who is the planner of a series of accidents, and the man behind the scenes that the special envoys are trying to track down.

At this moment, Tang Zhen watched the fat man being engulfed in flames and gradually became silent.

Like a huge stack of firewood, it was burned into a pile of ashes, and it looked scorched black and kept dropping slag.

The berserk cyclone surrounding Fatty gradually disappeared without a trace, and there was no more movement.

All the changes above gave people a feeling that the fat man with burning blood was bound to die.

Including those generals who waited and watched, they also think so.

Only Tang Zhen, who was the closest, looked at the charred fat man with a faint smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)