full-time ability

Chapter 56

"What, you need a contribution level of twelve to enter a restaurant?" In Xinloulan City, several luxuriously decorated restaurants blocked Yiman from the door like a beggar. The guard pointed at the decoration of the hotel and said arrogantly: "Boy , don’t think that it’s great to have a few stinky money, it won’t work here, the minimum contribution is level [-], otherwise you can’t get in even if you pull a carload of gold coins.”.

Ordinary small restaurants also need level five.The zero level of contribution made Yiman feel so embarrassed.

The so-called contribution degree is linked to strength. It is said that students who graduate from the training academy must go through a series of life and death tests before they can enter the lowest level of the sky. Challenge, or serve the Sanctuary of the Firmament, and set out tasks to increase the contribution.

As for civilians, people under the sky, the highest contribution will never exceed level nine, even if you save the world.

The strong are respected, and those who have the strength hide and hide, pretending to be pigs and eating tigers, it is not okay.

Who is Iman.Since I was a child, I have used supernatural powers to steal things. I found a place where there was no one, activated the transport technique, and picked out what I like to eat. I soon satiated with food and drink. The diners in the hotel were a little surprised. How little food is served today? After drinking a lot, the amount of wine was not right. Some of them took the plate to ask the boss to argue, but the boss was also an idiot, so he chopped down the chopping board with a kitchen knife: "If you like it, don't eat it. If you don't eat it, get out."

It is said that those who open stores in Xinloulan these days have backgrounds.

After wiping his mouth, Yiman decided to buy some bread or something, and save it for supper at night.

"With your contribution level, you can only buy black bread. White bread requires a third level of contribution." The bakery owner said.

"Okay, just three pieces of black bread." Yiman activated his ability and stole two more pieces of white bread with almonds before leaving satisfied.

The night was cold.

Huddled in the damp tree hole, gusts of cool wind hit, and the raindrops fell with patters. Yiman, who was wrapped in a blanket, was very uncomfortable. It is not bad to have a tree hole to shelter from the rain, but more like him The older children, because they do not want to "go to work" and their income is unstable, they still sleep on the street.

The strong are respected, they are the weak who have been eliminated, and have no contribution to the country, no wonder others.

The [-]-story sky is magnificent, and although the cold and heat do not invade it, even in the starry night, the sky still emits a soft light.

This country has never pitied the weak.

There was a pattering sound, it was a girl who came to the "door" of the tree hole, a piece of wood that could not be blocked by anything.

The girl was about the same age as Yiman, her hair was washed into wisps by the rain, and she tried her best to squeeze out a charming smile, showing a mouthful of neat teeth: "Can you let me avoid the rain? I can't take up much space."

Iman nodded, the girl squeezed into the tree hole, her lips turned white from the cold, leaning against the side shivering, Iman handed over a clean towel and half an old blanket.

"Thank you, you are a good person." The girl smiled sweetly, wiped the water from her face, revealing a pretty fair face, and her gray hair was as shiny as satin.

He took off his wet clothes and wrapped his body in a blanket. His body was very thin, and the exposed half of his calf was so slender that his heart ached.

Yiman took out a piece of black bread from the bag and broke off half of it for her. The girl was also hungry, but she didn't swallow it right away, but tasted it slowly.

"I won't eat your bread for nothing." The girl's pale face turned bloody, and she put on a sincere smile and said, "I will warm the bed."

"Warming the bed?" In this weather, it seemed a little tempting, Yiman looked up and down the girl, with a pretty face and a pointed forehead, showing a kind of charming and pitiful attitude.

"Don't get me wrong." The girl blushed slightly: "I have supernatural powers, warm the bed."

"Oh!" Iman nodded, "Sounds good."

The girl's body wrapped in a blanket approached Iman, and cast a special ability, a red mist came out from her right hand, wrapping the two of them together.

"Is there a warm feeling?" The girl asked with her head tilted.

"En, er, not bad." Yiman nodded, opened the book of supernatural powers, and was taken aback: No. 30 Page [-]: Hell Explosive Flame Naturally Cultivates an eternal flame in the body, which can burn everything.

This is a power that needs to be continuously nourished in the body. Similar to the magic power, it has little power at first and must be cultivated for a long time.Under the rules of the sky, such a terrifying ability is just like a small flame.

After casting the power, the girl was a little tired, Yiman said: "It's ok, it's warm enough."

The red mist returned to her body from her right hand, and the girl's body wrapped in a blanket was close to Iman: "It will be warmer if you two are huddled together. If you have something more delicious, such as white bread, I can still eat it." Do something else."

Yiman raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "How can you be sure that I will have something delicious?"

The girl quietly uncovered a corner of the blanket, her body was thin and bony, but very fair, Yiman turned her head to one side.The girl was also a little embarrassed, and said with a blushing face, "I've been watching you for a long time. Your complexion is ruddy, with a hint of oil shining through it. When you speak, you are full of breath, which proves that your physique is very good. You seldom go hungry. You must have Way to get something to eat, right?"

Yiman grabbed the girl's hand: "Are you threatening me?" The girl shivered like a frightened deer: "Don't, don't get me wrong, I usually work as a short-term maid for some noble lords, helping to clean up at the banquet Bowl or something, I haven’t been doing any work recently, I’m so hungry, if, if you… I can go right away, really. Please let me go. I won’t tell anyone.”

In the silent night, Yiman listened attentively to the girl's beating heart and confirmed that she was not lying. He sighed, took out a piece of white bread from his bag, and handed it to the frightened girl: "I'm sorry, this is for you. Sorry."

He took the white bread, his purple jewel-like eyes glowed, and lightly tasted the delicious almond bread: "You must be doing things for the nobles in the sky, right? Otherwise, how can there be delicious food?" What? Even if you have money, you can’t buy it.”

Iman didn't admit it, nor denied it.

The girl wrapped the bread carefully, spread the blanket on the ground, and began to take off the little clothes on her body.

"What are you doing?" Yimanqi asked?
"I, I can't eat your food for free. If you are satisfied, I hope you will remember me." The girl lowered her head in shame, her face flushed like blood.

"Well, I have to go to work tomorrow, so let's save some energy." Yiman replied.

"That's good." The girl's voice was like a mosquito.

He suddenly remembered the priest in white riding a white velociraptor on the road to Xinloulan.

Hell Explosion Flame, an excellent supernatural talent, is no worse than the pure heart of practicing divine arts.

Why are the fates of the two so different?

Is the strong respected?Talent is not important, the most important thing is not to allow failure, which is a bit sad.

The next day, when the weather was fine, someone kicked open the broken wooden door: "Come out, Brother Long is collecting rent."

Finding the steamed buns prepared by Da Vinci from the corner, Yiman went out, and saw a short-spirited little man in front, followed by a tall, thin and long-haired guy with a straw stick in his mouth.

The little man grabbed the iron-hard steamed buns and counted them: "Brother Long, the number is correct."

Brother Long nodded, and was about to turn around and leave when a fair face flashed past in the tree hole.

"Who's inside, come out." Brother Long shouted angrily.

The girl who had spent the night in the cave of the Yiman tree stepped forward timidly, still wrapped in a blanket.

"Yo drink." Brother Long whistled, and smiled maliciously: "You boy, I am almost starving to death, and you still have such a fair girl, and the most face-saving horse in the local area It’s not so punctual, that’s fine. Boy, why did you take this girl away, so it’s worth half a month’s rent.”

"Are you willing to go with them?" Yiman turned around and asked.

The girl shook her head in fear, saw Brother Long showing his thick arms, glanced at Yiman's slightly thin body, and nodded helplessly.

"Are you worried about me?" Yiman cracked his mouth and laughed, this place is no different than the Han and Tang Empire, there is an eliminated garbage, no one cares about it.

"Actually, I'm the real bad guy." Yiman stepped forward, grabbed "Brother Long" by the hair, and slammed his knee hard. The sound of bone cracking was clearly audible, and then he threw it out, as easily as throwing a dead dog.

After the little man saw it, he immediately ran away like a ghost.

Is the strong respected?The competition is whose fist is harder, and Yiman likes this place a little bit.

"You don't have to fight for me."

"Let's go?" Yiman simply packed up his things.

"Where?"

"Get out of here. By the way, what's your name?" Iman asked, staring into the girl's eyes.

The girl lowered her head, fiddled with the corner of her clothes and said, "My name is Jialina, what about you?"

"Da Vinci."

Outside the city, a luxurious manor.

Yiman has already found out that it is not allowed to keep mounts and pets on the sky, and the residents of the sky have properties on the ground. Wu Zexiu also has a magnificent manor. After inquiring about the address, he saw a luxurious manor. It is being demolished and rebuilt.And the white sand lizard with the holy light armor was sold to a traveling merchant by the new owner of the manor a long time ago.

The clues are interrupted, and Yiman is disheartened.

"Next, go there?" Jialina followed Iman step by step.Weak women all hope to have a man's shoulder to lean on.

"Don't move here, wait for me for a while. I'll go find something to eat."

At night, when the bonfire was lit, Jialina cheered happily, and she ate the long-lost fish.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten such a delicacy." Jialina was in a good mood.Fortunately, I followed the right person: "Last year, when I was 13 years old, I was eliminated from the training academy, and I never ate meat again."

"Oh!" Yiman became interested and asked, "How did you get eliminated?"

"My luck is bad." Jia Lina said indignantly: "I don't know which goddamn Christian, but I have to add women's red and flower arrangement in last year's exam. I was excellent in all subjects, but only these two subjects He failed the exam, and refused to agree to the unreasonable demands of that bastard old man, so he was eliminated."

"Female red and flower arrangement." Yiman said with a wry smile, "Is there really anyone who can master all the skills?"

"Of course I have." Jialina said happily: "In our school, there is a girl who is not only beautiful, but also has perfect marks in all subjects. Hey! There is no way, she came from the sky, by the way, she is called Zixing Luanfeng, a member of the Zixing family, is incomparable."

(End of this chapter)