I became a saint in the game

Chapter 31 Rebirth of a severed limb
Watching Fruit Candy leave, Chen Shicheng did not react at all, but leaned on the bed with his eyes closed and dozed off.

After a long time, when he saw that she had really left, he opened his eyes, patted the spicy strips, and pointed to the open window.

The little guy immediately understood what he meant. He jumped off the bed, ran to the window, jumped up and closed the two wooden windows. He also hung on the lock and took the lock with his mouth to lock the windows tightly.

Then she ran back into Chen Shicheng's arms, rolling over and over, asking for a touch.

"So good!"

Looking at the considerate Latiao, Chen Shicheng's depression about not being able to find Yu Wei in reality disappeared, and his emotions calmed down.

Just like what Fruit Candy said, because of the unusual movements in Buxian Mountain, both Ironmaking Town and reality are somewhat unstable, and now is not the best time to take action.

And reality is not a game. Even if you are disabled, you can recover through resurrection.

It was so difficult for him to win even with the help of Latiao and two personal guards. If he made the slightest mistake in reality, he might really become Yang Guo.

So for safety reasons, it is best to be well prepared before taking action.

It just so happened that quite a few players had been gathering here recently, and he could arm himself by spending money.

Although Fruit Candy is a bit of a money-grubber and behaves inappropriately when seeing gold, it can be seen from her expression that the gold and silver in the game still have a certain purchasing power.

Judging from the purchasing power of gold in the game, if four hundred taels were spent, even if they were all replaced with stones, the weight would be enough to crush Wei, the perverted murderer, to death!

Of course, this is all later. The most important thing at the moment is the "Gentle Rains of Gratitude" which is just the beginning and is as complicated as the Heavenly Book. I don't know to what level my merits can raise it.

[merit: 338]

After confirming his merit balance, Chen Shicheng did not invest all of it regardless of cost as he did before. Instead, he clicked a few times and stopped for a while to adapt to the large amount of memories appearing in his mind.

[In the first year, you studied the methods of practicing magic and studied the secrets day and night, but you made no progress.]

[In the third year, there is no further progress. You can only use skills to consume your energy and blood, and gain insignificant experience. Progress is slow.]

[In the eleventh year, your skills have shown signs of upgrading, and the understanding of spells is brewing in your mind, but due to the decline of your energy and blood, you can only make progress step by step. ]

[In the seventeenth year, you have successfully upgraded, and "Ganlin Pujiang" has successfully reached the proficient level.]

"There should be nothing wrong with my IQ!"

Chen Shicheng opened his eyes, rubbed his head which was heaving with his heartbeat, and began to have some doubts about his own IQ.

Although the previous basic swordsmanship and eight-step cicada chasing consumed more merit than the skill "Gentle Rains Falling", they were all perfection-level skills.

But this healing spell skill, which was only at the second level of proficiency, consumed seventeen points of his merit.

If one practices directly to perfection, the merits required in the end would be several times more than that of other skills. Chen Shicheng suspected that as the skills were upgraded, the difficulty might increase exponentially, and the consumption of merits might very well be an astronomical figure.

The subsequent upgrades also confirmed his idea.

[In the first year, you find that the upgraded skills require more energy and blood, and you can only use the skills three times a day. ]

[In the 88th year, you, who are old and frail, finally found the way to the next step of the skill after countless times of use.] [In the 159th year, you, who are on the verge of death, finally had a flash of inspiration, and the rain of blessings fell upon you, reaching the mastery level.]

[merit: 162]

Chen Shicheng missed one thing in the end.

In addition to the constraints on IQ, Qi and blood have become the biggest obstacle to skill upgrades.

Spell skills should be activated using true energy, which means they will become the player's main skills only at level six.

Although Qi and blood can replace true essence to barely use skills, they cannot compare with true essence in quality and quantity.

Even though his level was five points higher than other players because of the elixir, he could only use it three times a day at the skilled level, and it was reduced to once at the mastery level.

Fortunately, after reaching the mastery level, he can control the range and effect of the skill at will to reduce the consumption of energy and blood. Otherwise, this skill is really useless to him and cannot be used at all in battle.

Looking at his scarred right arm, Chen Shicheng raised his hand and made a seal without saying a word, then began to chant the spell at the lowest consumption of energy and blood.

As nearly one tenth of the Qi and blood in his body was drained away, the room moved without wind, and the free Yi wood spiritual energy between heaven and earth gathered into green water droplets, floating around his body.

The next moment, his hand was directly pressed on his chest.

The raindrop-shaped Yimu essence instantly found its target, and along with a fresh scent of the forest after the rain, it sank into his body like a young swallow flying into the forest.
"Ugh, so cool!!!"

The grass is growing vigorously under the stones, and the tree roots are breaking through the rocks!

Chen Shicheng didn't know how to describe the feeling at this moment. He just felt full of joy, as if infinite vitality was bursting out in his body.

The cold energy filled with the breath of life traveled throughout his body and finally gathered on his right arm which was covered with wounds. Then the wounds began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The bones in his body also made a "cracking" sound, and as they returned to their original positions, they also pieced themselves together little by little, returning to their original white jade-like appearance.

I don’t know how long it took, but as the skill duration ended, Chen Shicheng came back to his senses.

The wound on his right arm has healed to its original state, his skin is smooth and white without even a scar left. If it weren't for the fact that the wound was a little pink and slightly different from the surrounding color, you wouldn't even be able to tell that this arm was almost crippled.

However, the minimum consumption of qi and blood is not enough to regenerate severed limbs.

His left arm was still as bare as before, and apart from the pain being relieved, there was no improvement.

"Hurry up and give it another shot while it's hot!"

Feeling his body relaxed, Chen Shicheng used all his strength without hesitation and launched another skill at himself.

The scene this time was much bigger than the previous one. If it was just a drizzle just now, then this time the skill was a downpour. After countless Yi Mu essences entered his body, they all gathered at the broken arm of his right hand.

The pain was instantly replaced by itching. Unable to bear it any longer, Chen Shicheng quickly untied the white cloth wrapped around the wound.

Under his shocked gaze, the bones at the broken arm began to grow and stopped at the elbow. The muscles and blood vessels seemed to have come to life, with countless granulations of flesh rotating and entwining the new bones, and then the skin squirmed to wrap around the new broken limb.

(End of this chapter)