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Chapter 1392: Workaholic No Longer Has a Job
In this way, the Skinner's knot was resolved when the counterfeiter wanted to take off his loincloth, which is a cause for celebration.

"Honestly, don't you think this is weird?" The night leopard transformed by the smoke mirror whispered in Blaze's ear.

"Do you think I didn't notice?" Blaze's expression was stiff. The counterfeiter's words were too inflammatory. He followed them mindlessly, but after calming down, he realized that he was blinded by the passion.

It seemed as if the counterfeiter was fighting against the world and preventing the aliens from reproducing, but he knew that the aliens had so-called [real bodies]. They were just souls that came here. Although their bodies were not as good as their current physical bodies, they did not have the so-called loincloth seal.

But... as long as the result is good, that's enough. I don't ask for too much.

The skinning master's knot was untied, and he was willing to make things clear and abide by the bet.

When the Skinner appeared wearing clothes with one side yellow and the other gray, Blaze was stunned for a moment, but only for a moment.

If it were two years ago, he would have been shocked by the fact that the Skinner was a female nudist, but after meeting the stranger, these were trivial matters that were not worth mentioning.

After putting on her clothes, the Skinner was willing to have a formal talk, focusing on the specific reasons for her emotions.

The Skinner felt the prosperity of mankind through granting beast furs and the process of making beast furs. After entering the doomsday, the number of humans became fewer and fewer, and she naturally did not have many opportunities to make and grant beast furs. At the same time, she also intuitively felt the decline of mankind.

Simply put, this is a workaholic. When he has no work to do, he feels that he is no longer capable of doing anything and wants to work himself to death and fire himself.

Blazer concluded that the more benevolent a god is towards humans, the more likely he is to go to extremes, but fortunately they stopped it in time. If they were a step later, the Skinning Lord would have really peeled off his skin, and who knows what would have happened.

"So what do you want to talk to me about? You're not here just to comfort me, are you?"

"If I must say it, I'm here to explore the way for the strangers, and by the way, I want you to be mentally prepared." Blaze prepared his lines in his mind and explained what happened before. The Skinner might know about it, but he had to say it out loud first to verify the information to be foolproof.

After that, I will introduce the Stranger and the Valentine's Day warm-up event. I hope the Skinner will not mind the Stranger participating in the rebirth ceremony of the humans in the first layer of the ground world.

The Skinner doesn't care. To her, it makes no difference whether humans are made of corn or something else.

Besides, the path to rebirth is not decided by her. Since Blaze can come in, it means that anyone who is a human can come in.

As for other races, such as orcs, it is unknown whether they can come in. After all, she has never seen an orc, and it is also a hellish thing for orcs to wear beast furs.

However, the Skinner will not rule it out. As long as they can come in, she will welcome them, cover them with beast skins, and congratulate them on their rebirth.

Blaze's questions have been answered, and the Skinner also has a question. She has one and only one question.

"I want to see some of the human harvest through the crack in the door, even if it's just my fantasy." The Skinner hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively, "Are there many strangers? No, are there many strangers who will embark on the path of rebirth?"

"A lot, so much!" Blaze swung his arms and gestured to the maximum size his hands could reach.

"That's good." The Skinner smiled with satisfaction and tapped the handrails with his fingers, as if he was imagining the bustle of the temple.

At this time, Blaze thought of something and asked tentatively.

"Can you accept repetition, or continuous growth?" "Why not, young man? Isn't that what human beings are like? They are constantly changing until the day they die."

Blaze had a weird look on her face, because the skinner probably thought he was talking to her about philosophy, but he was actually talking about how strangers would repeatedly farm equipment.

If the road to rebirth can only be taken once, and the beast fur suit made by the hands of God can only be obtained once, the strangers will definitely be timid. On the contrary, if they can get it at will, they will definitely go crazy to get it.

He was not worried that the monsters would be exterminated by foreigners. After all, the underground world was extremely large, larger than any part of the world on the ground, and it hid an astonishing number of monsters.

He is now more worried about whether the skinner can handle the workload. Of course, whether he can handle it is another matter. What really matters is whether the skinner can complete the work on time alone.

It felt terrible. Although he had never seen the work of a skinner, he had seen the beast fur suits made by the skinner, and you could tell they were pure handmade products.

If every piece is handmade, the skinner would probably still be in trouble when facing strangers.

"Well, do you need some external help, such as..."

"What!?" The Skinner raised his eyebrows, and the displeasure in his tone was far greater than when Blaze asked her to put on her clothes.

"Are you doubting the only thing I'm good at? Just watch!"

The skinner suddenly reached out and grabbed the tail of the dangling Smoke Mirror, then he pulled it, and with a ripping sound, the skin of the Smoke Mirror was peeled off.

"Ahhhhhhhhh?" Blaze subconsciously covered his eyes, trying to avoid such a bloody and violent scene, but his eyesight was amazing, and he had already seen the scene of skinning when he covered his eyes.

In fact, it was not a bloody and brutal scene. The Skinner did peel off the fur of Smoke Mirror, but the "Skinner" in the Skinner's name means peeling off the dead skin and welcoming rebirth.

So the smoke mirror was just stripped of its dead skin, and the entire leopard was not only intact, but even looked brand new.

"Oh~~~ It's been a long time since I last had skinning moment. I feel my whole body is lighter." Smoke Mirror stretched his body hard, as if his whole body was being massaged, or as if he had taken a comfortable hot bath.

Now we don’t have to worry about foreigners destroying the ecology.

"Well, can I..." Blaze was moved.

"No." The Skinner answered simply and crisply, as if he knew what Blaze wanted to ask.

"I can only skin wild beasts, and you are a human. Even if you transform into a wild beast, you are still a human. And only the wild beasts that came here with the challenger meet the standards for the skinning ceremony."

"What? Do you think my fur is not as good as yours?" Smoke Mirror breathed at Blaze provocatively.

"My leather is invulnerable to swords and guns, and can shatter magic. It can even block Gungnir."

"Well, yours is better."

(End of this chapter)