I picked up skill fragments in the demon world

Chapter 38: Golden Blood (Part 2)

Wang Wu was stunned by these words, then gasped: "Really?"

"I saw it with my own eyes. That blacksmith Cui was even skimming materials, making a knife for me on the side."

Afraid that Wang Wu wouldn't believe him, Zhang Chen walked to the nearby basket and took out the large knife.

"Hiss..." Wang Wu gasped a few times: "How dare he?"

Wang Wu felt his back go numb, a chill rising from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

Zhang Chen fell silent, put the knife back, and looked at Wang Wu with a pair of eyes: "When people come knocking, how can he have the right to refuse?

If he refused, the grass on his grave would probably be tall enough to feed roe deer."

Hearing this, Wang Wu's expression became serious, his voice filled with solemnity: "I'm afraid something big is going to happen."

Wang Wu's voice couldn't help but lower by a few degrees.

"Something huge," Zhang Chen replied in a low voice.

"Should we report it to the authorities?" Wang Wu asked after a moment of silence.

"Absolutely not!" Zhang Chen shook his head directly without even thinking: "If the government comes, our entire village will be implicated.

Our entire village is under mutual guarantee. If one person rebels or commits adultery, our entire village will be exiled.

I don't care, exile is just exile. Where can't I survive?

But my little sister still needs someone to take care of her! Moreover, since they can forge swords, armor, and find iron ore, they must be people with great powers.

There must also be informants in the government. If the other party receives wind of this and retaliates, if they are insane enough to kill and silence everyone, the entire village will be slaughtered clean."

Zhang Chen hurriedly shook his head, denying Wang Wu's words. Reporting to the authorities would not only bring no benefits, but would also cause great trouble.

There is no reward for reporting; they will only arrest you, the reporter, first. According to the government's nature, they will not let you go until they have squeezed you dry and bankrupted you.

In later generations, even calling the police requires making a statement, let alone in this world?

It's better to avoid trouble than to create it.

"What you said makes sense, but if the truth comes out and the government investigates, we will still be out of luck," Wang Wu said, his face turning into a bitter gourd as he looked at Zhang Chen in distress.

"Let's delay it for as long as we can, and the government may not be able to detect the information of those people.

If the government doesn't find any information, wouldn't we be able to get through this safely?

Once that group of people can hide it until the eve of the rebellion, once the rebellion breaks out and the world is in chaos, who will have time to investigate the origin of the ironware?" Zhang Chen comforted Wang Wu.

Reporting to the authorities is absolutely out of the question. Once this kind of thing is reported, even the person who reports it will be unlucky, even if they don't die, they will lose a layer of skin.

"Damn it, how could we encounter such a thing!" Wang Wu cursed in a low voice, then got up to make meat soup for Zhang Chen.

The meat soup was a mixed soup, with the organs of a roe deer, as well as the roe deer's streaky pork, lean meat, roe deer head, and trotters stewed in a large pot, cooked until soft and falling off the bone.

It was directly served in front of Zhang Chen, causing Zhang Chen's stomach to rumble as he devoured it, eating a full three large bowls of meat soup before falling into a daze and falling asleep.

Wang Wu cleaned up the table, looked at the sleeping Zhang Chen, sighed softly, closed the door, and walked out.

Late at night

Zhang Chen only felt that the fiery heat within his body was even more intense, that powerful flame increased a thousandfold, burning his brain into a haze.

He fell asleep in a daze, and in the middle of the night, he vaguely got up from the bed and jumped directly into the water tank in the courtyard, only feeling a coolness coming over him, which relieved his burning sensation a bit.

Next door

A certain frightened fox spirit opened the window, looked at Zhang Chen, who was sleeping soundly in the tank in the courtyard, and revealed a hint of surprise in her eyes: "What is this brute messing around with in the middle of the night?

Why did he run into the tank to sleep? But with this brute guarding outside, I don't need to worry tonight."

The fox spirit did not notice the change in Zhang Chen's body, then closed the window, relaxed her mind, and snored loudly.

The next day, as soon as it dawned, Zhang Chen was awakened by the blinding sunlight. Looking at himself soaked in the tank, he couldn't help but recall what happened yesterday.

He quickly climbed out of the tank, feeling that the heat in his body had not subsided, but accompanied by a night of sleep, his blood-making function was enhanced, and the blood in his body was replenished, improving his dizziness.

"Hungry! I'm starving!" Zhang Chen climbed out of the tank and quickly rushed into the house. Looking at the remaining meat soup from last night, he didn't even bother to heat it up and directly scooped it up to devour it.

When Wang Wu came to the courtyard, he saw Zhang Chen devouring the meat.

"Uncle Wang is here, come and eat some together," Zhang Chen said quickly when he saw Wang Wu arrive.

"I've already eaten. I was just worried that something might happen to you, so I rushed over to see you. Seeing that you're fine, I'm relieved.

You should rest well at home today. I'll go to the mountains to hunt and check the traps for you," Wang Wu said.

"No need to trouble you, Uncle. I'm already much better. I was just about to go up the mountain to get some exercise. It's not good to just lie at home and recuperate," Zhang Chen said quickly.

He still needed to go up the mountain to suck blood as soon as possible. If Wang Wu killed the prey, it would be troublesome. Who knew if his third skill would devour the blood of dead animals?

Moreover, he was indeed much better now. Apart from the slight sequelae of blood loss and the burning pain in his body, there were no other abnormalities.

Wang Wu looked Zhang Chen up and down, and seeing that Zhang Chen was indeed much better, except for being a little pale, he didn't show any discomfort, so he left satisfied.

Zhang Chen sent Wang Wu away, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. After eating the meat and relieving the hunger, he had time to sense his own skills.

Zhang Chen sensed the recovery of his own bloodline, and suddenly he froze, his eyes filled with astonishment. In his perception, there was a point of brilliant golden light flashing in his blood.

Although the golden light was only the size of dust, about one-tenth the size of a grain of rice, it had a magnificent feeling of illuminating the heavens and the earth.

"What is that?" Zhang Chen 'looked' at the golden light in his blood, his eyes revealing a hint of shock. He saw that the golden light was different from the light of the True God. The light of the True God was a pure light, containing majestic divine power, while that golden light had a slightly evil feeling, as if there was a bloody light flowing within it.

Zhang Chen's countless blood vessels were like the Yangtze River, his heart was like a vast and boundless ocean, and that golden light was like a fish, constantly shuttling through the rivers, lakes, and seas.

"What's going on?" Zhang Chen looked at the golden light, only to see that the golden light was different from the light of the True God. The light of the True God was a pure light, containing majestic divine power, while that golden light had a slightly evil feeling, as if there was a bloody light flowing within it.

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