Douluo Dragon King: My strategy system is not right

Chapter 64: The Tomb Opens

Lin Ci's grilled fish was quickly cooked, and when Wu Zhangkong smelled it, he already sensed a familiar scent.

"Teacher Wu, eat." Lin Ci reminded the dazed Wu Changkong, then took a big bite of his grilled fish.

It tastes great, and it’s my own craftsmanship.

After this reminder, Wu Zhangkong slowly came to his senses and finally put the grilled fish in his hand into his mouth.

But when he actually swallowed the first bite, he was stunned again.

This taste is so familiar, it's almost the same as the grilled fish in Shrek City. There is almost no difference.

It had been so long since he had eaten this. Ever since he left Shrek City, he had never tasted this flavor again.

Even if he had the chance to eat it, he wouldn't dare to try it.

After all, it contained many of the memories he and Long Bing had shared.

The young Wu Changkong was not the cold Wu Changkong he is today, dressed in white and holding a blue sword. Back then, he was wearing the Shrek Academy uniform and was so high-spirited.

He was once a cheerful young man who often went to the restaurant in Shrek City with her, who loved grilled fish. There had been many happy moments there.

But with Long Bing's departure, he also left Shrek City, and gradually forgot about the grilled fish restaurant they often went to in Shrek City.

But now, Lin Ci's grilled fish really reminded him of some past memories.

A complex emotion flashed across Wu Zhangkong's eyes: nostalgia, sadness, and a hint of indescribable tenderness. He slowly chewed the fish, as if every bite could bring back the flavor of those beautiful days.

Lin Ci noticed something strange about Wu Zhangkong. He stopped what he was doing, tilted his head slightly, and asked curiously, "Teacher Wu, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with the smell of this grilled fish?"

Wu Zhangkong shook his head slightly, his voice a little low: "No, it tastes good, but this taste reminds me of some things in the past."

A hint of understanding flashed in Lin Ci's eyes. He did not ask any more questions, but just sat quietly by the side, accompanying Wu Changkong.

Wu Zhangkong did not ask Lin Ci where he learned this skill. He just finished the grilled fish quietly and picked up the second one.

Lin Ci, who was always protective of his food, widened his eyes slightly. This was not right. There were only three in total. He roasted them for a long time but only ate one.

Okay, since you are Wu Changkong, I will let you eat it.

The Angel's Tomb is located in the mountains outside Xingluo City. It is essentially a small world. When it first leaked its aura, it was targeted by the powerful people of Xingluo City. Then, after a month of development, the small world was finally stabilized and a gap was opened.

At this time, many people have gathered here, including people sent by the official from Xingluo City, as well as soul masters who have obtained places this time.

There are so many people, adding some humanity to this somewhat desolate mountain area.

One of the blond boys said to the old man next to him, "So many people?"

The old man explained, "Young Master, Xingluo City naturally needs to send people to maintain order. As for the rest, they will be the personnel entering the Angel's Tomb and their escorts. There are thirty-six spots in total, so naturally there will be a lot of people."

"So many people?" the blond youth said disdainfully. "In my opinion, this Angel's Tomb should belong to our family. Why would we fight with these people for it?" The old man said hurriedly, "Young Master, be careful what you say. Even though we inherit a martial spirit, the Angel God doesn't belong to our family. The Angel God protects the world, and the remaining blessings should be shared by everyone."

The blond boy curled his lips. Although he stopped talking, the dissatisfaction in his eyes was still clear. He crossed his arms and looked at the competitors in front of him with pride.

So what if there are many people? He is the authentic descendant of an angel. If the things here don’t belong to him, then who else can they belong to? At most, I will let you eat what I leave behind.

At this moment, Wu Zhangkong and Lin Ci also joined the crowd. Lin Ci looked around at the people around him. These soul masters were emitting varying degrees of soul power fluctuations, and it was clear that they all possessed considerable strength.

Of course, not all of them came here to participate in this Angel's Tomb. Some of them were escorted here like Wu Changkong.

Wu Zhangkong glanced at Lin Ci beside him. He could clearly feel that the latter's whole body pressure seemed to be much lower after coming here.

It seemed as if the mood had sunk.

This very obvious change in emotion would even cause fluctuations in soul power, which Wu Changkong could naturally feel.

This naturally piqued his curiosity. After all, Lin Ci had always been emotionally stable. Regardless of his outward appearance, there was nothing that truly caused him to experience significant emotional fluctuations. For example, when he was inside the Spirit Ascension Platform, his heart rate and pulse were displayed in real time. Even when facing a Millennium Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, a force far superior to theirs, Lin Ci's heartbeat remained perfectly normal, with no significant fluctuations.

And now, even just outside the Angel's Tomb, his mood had changed drastically. This was what puzzled him.

However, given Wu Changkong's personality, he didn't ask too many questions, and given Lin Ci's mature mentality, he didn't need to think too much about it.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, it was officially time to open the Angel's Tomb.

Several black-level mechas from Xingluo City slowly ascended to mid-air, alerting the surroundings. A middle-aged man slowly emerged from the center of the mechas.

The Chief Executive of Xingluo City, Wu Hanwen.

He coughed lightly, then spoke seriously, "Everyone, the Angel's Tomb will be opened soon. I must explain the rules. Thirty-six places will be allowed to enter this small world, but only those below the Soul King level can enter. This small world is very fragile and cannot support higher-level Soul Masters. Furthermore, once the breach is truly opened, it will inevitably collapse in three hours. All you need to do is to seek opportunities as much as possible within these three hours. I will give each of you a token. If you encounter unavoidable danger inside, crush the token in time and you will be teleported out immediately."

After a pause, Wu Hanwen continued, "I hope everyone understands that this Angel's Tomb not only holds opportunities, but is also a place fraught with danger. Even with the experience of the previous five times, we cannot guarantee what lies within. Therefore, upon entering, you must remain vigilant at all times and do not lose your life due to a moment of greed."

After saying that, Wu Hanwen waved his hand, and a group of staff came forward and issued tokens to each soul master who was qualified to enter.

Lin Ci took the token and looked at it carefully. There were some strange patterns engraved on the token, emitting faint energy fluctuations.

Soon, tokens were distributed to all the people entering the Angel Tomb.

Wu Hanwen raised his hands, and a powerful soul force surged out, pouring into the gap in the Angel's Tomb. A dull roar echoed, and the light in the gap grew brighter and brighter. A huge, mysterious passage appeared before everyone.

"Come in." Wu Hanwen said.

The blond boy rushed in first, his speed so fast that he disappeared into the passage like a flash of lightning. The other spirit masters were not to be outdone and rushed towards the passage one after another.

Lin Ci glanced at Wu Zhangkong, who nodded slightly and said, "Be careful."

Lin Ci took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and then stepped into the passage.

(End of this chapter)