Fist of Fantasy

Chapter 14 Suspended Cup

An artist once said that if you plant flowers with intention, they will not bloom, but if you plant willows without intention, hehehe.

Liang De deeply understood this point.

The revolving lantern of life came to a slow stop, and the memory frame was fixed on the last time he worked overtime all night. A beam of highlights hit the unfinished cup of coffee. The camera zoomed in, and only the remaining third of the cup was left in the whole picture. A double espresso.

Legitimate search results, last overtime coffee.

Liang De put down his clicking finger, his hands relaxed and drooped, and the voice of complaining in his heart was temporarily quiet.

In the close-up picture of life in the supply management space of the vending machine, the tiny light is flying around the cup of coffee, and the invisible existence is guided out.

The picture of the coffee fades and disappears, the life revolving lantern interface automatically exits, and a few lines of dark lead-colored Song typeface appear on the screen:

"The random selection is over, and a total of 2 Extraordinary characteristics have been generated. Please select 1 of them to manufacture the product."

"[Death is like a candy]: Americano coffee with caramel syrup added, slightly sweet, after drinking, the living person with the desire to die can specify the time of his own death (no later than 24 hours), if the drinker does not specify the time of death, He will die on time in one hour. The mode of death is sudden myocardial infarction without any pain. Note: For those who have no desire to die, drinking this is useless and tasteless.”

"[Mortal Immortal Cultivation]: Double espresso Americano coffee, extremely bitter, after drinking, the living with fighting spirit can specify the next time to fall asleep (no later than 48 hours), if the drinker does not specify the time to fall asleep, he will fall asleep naturally When the drinker is awake, the feeling of fatigue is completely eliminated, and the best sleep time for the drinker is adjusted to 1 hour. Note: For those who have no fighting spirit, drinking this is useless and tasteless."

After Liang De read the extractable feature description, he subconsciously pursed his lips, and the freshness and excitement after gaining self-nature supernatural powers entered a cooling-off period.

Death?Fighting spirit?

He had already died once before time travelling, and his death debts were eliminated. If he didn't want to take all the responsibilities of his previous life, no one could blame him.

Besides, it is not easy to go back through time travel.

Then live in Sheng Wuxu Private High School as a time traveler?

Heh, even if you try your best to adapt to your new identity and risk your life, there may not be any good results.

The biggest possibility is that he died unexpectedly and was beaten to death by members of the Sea Science Department and the Air Science Department.

Beating to death, whether it is using knives, guns, bombs or other equipment, must be more painful than pulling teeth.

Even if you desperately upgrade your skills, put aside all restraints, and make yourself a cold-blooded killing machine, becoming stronger and defeating all opponents, you may still die at the end of the term.

Throwing away the bottom line and sacrificing righteousness to survive, it is also possible to die like a joke.

It would be better to end it by yourself and die painlessly. Maybe waking up from a long sleep will be another time-travel.Even death is better than lingering.

Fighting spirit, enthusiasm, and doing meaningless efforts will also ignite this kind of thing?

After all, I have never had any fighting spirit. Choosing this cup of [Mortal Cultivation of Immortals] is like choosing ordinary white water.

Then there is no need to think too much.

Liang De stretched out his hand to press the screen, but stopped outside the line.

Life and death are just a thin line.

Forget it, don't be in a hurry.

Liang De withdrew his palm, exited the supply management space, and returned to the completely blank Self Realm.

The bright yellow triangular talisman circles into a ball, firmly sealing off all directions, making it impossible for people to get out and see the outside scene.

The shape and color are exactly the same as the triangular sun seen in the school playground, probably the ban imposed by Sheng Wuxu.

The old man Chang said that the people in the Sword Immortal ruins would bring Sheng Wuxu's Zhou Tianjie ban to the Self-nature Realm, sealing the ability to travel through all realms.

What is the scenery outside?

Outside, outside of the Self, outside of boundaries.

Liang De used to be a normal person, living a decent life.

I have been working as a social animal for a long time, and I no longer care about the boundary above my head. I just occasionally remind myself not to cross the boundary under my feet, the boundary between normal and abnormal.

But everything is blurry, normal off-duty time and real off-duty time, so-called meaning and real meaning, so-called happiness and real happiness... This is also normal, fortunately, life is like this, fortunately, it is a a state of ambiguity.

I'm just okay, I'm not fine.

What does it look like?Is it still good?

Not a good answer.

Fortunately, Liang De is a normal, ordinary person, usually just thinking about ordinary questions normally, and doesn't need to answer questions outside the boundaries.

Liang De sighed, out of habit, without any particular meaning.

Let's go back first.

Liang De closed his eyes, groping for the location of his body.

The restoration of the primordial spirit is very simple. After the success of entering the realm, the self-nature realm has become a part of Liang De. Now he just moves the primordial spirit from one part of himself to another.

The reason why I need to explore is because I am not used to the extra part.

It's like the eunuch's street writers who have been shopping in the palace for many years, and they often feel at a loss. What is this?what does it feel likeWhat to do next?All require a familiar process.

"smell good."

Liang De jumped up from the ground like a corpse, and looked at Yuan Tianren and Chang Duanxuan who were sitting opposite each other under the verandah.

He unceremoniously walked over and sat down by the charcoal stove, put his nose close to the thinly sliced ​​beef tongue that was still grilling on the iron grid, and shook it vigorously.

"I'll try to see if it's done." After speaking, he reached out to take it.

A pair of chopsticks arrived first, blocking Liang De's claws.

Yuan Tianren took out a new pair of bamboo chopsticks made of gold and silver from his big sleeves and threw them to him, and gave him a shallow flat bowl, a bone china wine glass and a saucer for dipping.

Liang De imitated Yuan Chang and the two of them sat cross-legged, took a piece of salt-roasted beef tongue and fed it into his mouth, swallowed it in three mouthfuls, shook his head and said, "It's so-so, it's only at the level of Akasaka Pavilion, and it's worse than Rongxin Pavilion."

He used to overeat after get off work to relieve his worries. He often went to all kinds of free-for-all restaurants. Sometimes he could eat more than 100 kinds of food by himself. He ate too much grilled food and gradually became less interested.

Liang De put down his chopsticks and rubbed his chin with his palms: "It's not too hot. On this day, barbecue is worse than a side stove."

Yuan Tianren raised his white eyebrows and said, "You're quite picky, kid."

"Going into the world, transcending the world, you should eat something you like to celebrate. According to the tradition of the old man's hometown, from today on, you can be called Liang Feifan."

No, you can call me anything, but just this name!

Chang Duanxuan rolled up the cuffs of his gown with a smile, felt inside the front of his chest, and brought out a casserole with a sloping wall and a flat bottom, which looked steaming.

Yuan Tianren took out a new charcoal stove from his sleeve, Chang Duanxuan put the tile on it, opened the lid, and the umami smell was tangy, it was the smell of the rich water system.

The bottom of the soup pot with fish bones and shrimp heads was filled with dace fish balls, beef balls, squid flowers, oysters, fresh shrimps, duck noodle sausages, tofu and chicken slices. Chang Duanxuan took out several plates of fresh vegetables and placed them on the side, Liang Debi made a gesture of invitation.

Liang De was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, "Mr. Chang, you are too old with such breasts."

He picked up a dace ball and put it in his mouth to bite. It was soft and smooth, so delicious that he squinted his eyes:

"The authentic dace balls, in addition to the umami taste of the fish, also contain some tangerine peel flavors. The taste is mixed together. The more you bite, the better the taste. I haven't tried such a fresh and refined feeling for a long time. I You're welcome!"

Chang Duanxuan sipped Wujiapi wine with a smile, and said, "You are full of loose vernacular, where are you from?"

Liang De swallowed the fish, poured himself a glass of wine, and held it up in the air:

"My mother is from outside the Guan, my father is from Lingnan, and I am of mixed northern and southern origin, from Lingnan outside the Guan.

There is something I wanted to ask a long time ago, Mr. Chang, are we from the same hometown? "

(End of this chapter)