Capítulo 795: 662, Steaming Chicken Soup [Second Update]_1
Zhu Zhuyun's pale complexion gradually regained its color, and Dai Ben was surprised to discover that the bloody hole in her chest had healed, leaving only a vertical tear in her clothing.
A soft moan escaped from Zhu Zhuyun's lips; she squinted her eyes and reached towards her forehead before slowly opening them.
With a vacant stare at the sky for a moment, Zhu Zhuyun immediately sat up from the ground. She frantically touched her chest as if the pain still lingered there.
Dai Ben couldn't help but ask, "You were dead for about thirty seconds just now, what did it feel like?"
Zhu Zhuyun shook her head, "I felt nothing, my memory even stops at the moment you pulled out the dagger. I was actually dead for thirty seconds?"
This truly was an incredibly strange experience.
But the despair and fear before death were indeed impressively real, if one really had to compare that despair, it's probably akin to the feeling of having one's head forced underwater in a basin, unable to lift it out.
To be honest, having experienced it once, Zhu Zhuyun truly did not wish to go through it a second time.
Dai Ben immediately asked, "Then what is the ability you awakened?"
Reminded by the question, Zhu Zhuyun remembered the purpose of her death this time.
She immediately checked to see if she had gained anything new.
"The ability I awakened is..."
Zhu Zhuyun seemed somewhat reluctant to talk about this ability, continuing with a strange expression, "It's the ability to turn any drinking water into steaming hot chicken soup."
The whole scene fell into silence for quite a while at that moment.
What the heck kind of bizarre ability is that???
Dai Ben quickly asked, "It can only turn into chicken soup? Just ordinary chicken soup?"
Zhu Zhuyun added, "Steaming, delicious chicken soup."
She herself didn't know why it was this ability.
Was it meant to imply how useless the ability was, by using chicken soup as a metaphor?
Lin Yi said, "This is what I just mentioned about the randomness being very high, but it doesn't matter, die a few more times and you'll always get a stronger ability, the chances of being strong or weak are fifty-fifty."
Zhu Zhuyun's face immediately showed difficulty.
Sorry, but after dying once, she truly did not want to experience it a second time!
Knowing that one will definitely be resurrected still brought about such despair – it's hard to imagine how much pain a person who is truly about to die must feel.
Just then, Zhu Zhuyun looked at her watch and found that she had some surplus copper coins. She planned to use the surplus coins to buy toys for Little Zhu Bao.
"I'm done attacking, so I'm heading down first!"
Zhu Zhuyun, eager to take care of Little Zhu Bao, hastily ran down and started watching the watch on her own.
Thus, Dai Ben turned his gaze to Ying Wei.
He first stepped forward to confirm the other's gaze, only to find it full of defiant pride and a sense of arrogance as if declaring, "My fate is in my own hands, not dictated by the heavens."
With a sigh, Dai Ben said, "Senior Lin Yi, this guy is in an annoying state right now, shall we just skip him?"
Upon hearing this, Ying Wei, who was tied up, suddenly began to shake violently.
Lin Yi said indifferently, "No matter, let him attack."
Dai Ben hesitated for a moment but still chose to obey Lin Yi's command. He released Ying Wei and, at the same time, whispered into his ear, "Daring to be disrespectful and offend Senior Lin Yi, sending you back to Xingluo is the lightest punishment."
Ying Wei glanced at Dai Ben with disdain and said, "Sending me back to Xingluo would be a loss for the entire Xingluo Empire. Should His Majesty choose a heavier punishment, it would be a loss for the entire Soul Land."
Just as Dai Ben was about to explode in anger, Ying Wei suddenly raised his hand to stop him and said seriously, "However, Senior Lin Yi is one of the few whose strength I, Ying Wei, wholeheartedly respect and whose intellect can see eye to eye with me. Why would I offend him without reason?"
Dai Ben really had a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his throat and wanted to spit it onto this guy's face.
"Stop the nonsense and go attack."
"Your Majesty, I advise you to be polite to me—"
Ying Wei's words stopped abruptly because Dai Ben had already summoned his Martial Soul.
He suddenly chuckled and, while walking towards the stage, said, "Being able to control one's emotions with ease is probably why I am superior to most of you. A true man can bend and stretch, and those who achieve great things should all do so."
This confidence was really a bit excessive... Lin Yi couldn't help but sigh to himself.
When it comes to confidence, this guy could definitely set a Guinness World Record in Soul Land.
Standing in front of Lin Yi, Ying Wei grinned, "Senior Lin Yi, can you guess which skill I've prepared to use to attack you today? If you guess right, it proves you're worthy to be one of the few good friends I can confide in."
Lin Yi looked at him indifferently, "Don't you only have four soul skills?"
Ying Wei laughed, "So which one do you guess I'll use?"
Lin Yi couldn't be bothered to respond.
Ying Wei suddenly laughed loudly, "I heard your heart's voice, you indeed guessed the Fourth Soul Skill! Exactly what I was thinking!"
Damn, can this work too?
Lin Yi: "…Attack."
Ying Wei wasn't in a hurry to attack; he took out his Air Pump and began inflating his muscles, then donned the Bull Warrior's mask. After doing all this, he took out a clean red cloth strip and, like an elegant waiter, hung it on Lin Yi's body.
Confident as an idiot, he was not going to miss stacking any buffs that could be used.
After taking out all the previously useful rewards for use, Ying Wei began to summon his Martial Soul, the Inflating Water Buffalo.
His body, already inflated from using the Air Pump, looked even more grotesque with the Martial Soul Possession, his head covered by the Bull Warrior's mask puny amidst those bulging muscles, like a peanut.
The fourth soul ring rose slowly from his body, and suddenly Ying Wei's body replicated into four other identical figures.
Five Ying Weis stood in a row, their heads slightly bowed, each forehead sporting a pair of sharp, massive buffalo horns.
When Ying Wei saw the red cloth strip hanging on Lin Yi's body, his eyes instantly turned blood-red, hot breath billowing from his nose and mouth, his right foot scraping the ground continuously. His eyes saw only red, and it aimed to strike that redness!
This was from a previous reward, Red Level Critical Injury.
A row of Ying Weis charged towards Lin Yi, the sound of their feet stomping the platform even louder than the growls from their mouths.
In the end, the two collided, Lin Yi remained unmoved, while the row of five Ying Weis was thrown into disarray, their replicas vanishing one after another, and the real Ying Wei sitting down on the ground.
Lin Yi looked down at the red cloth strip on his body, now in tatters, and thought to himself thankfully it wasn't a red bra.
The confident Ying Wei wasn't bad either; at least he disdained to let his precious red bra hang on someone else's body.
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