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Chapter 338 Borrower

An abandoned factory by the river at night.

As Cheng Xiang's slightly cold words revealed the existence of the second person, a black shadow appeared beside the dilapidated factory gate.

It was Zhang Yong, who was wrapped in a black robe and holding a knife with only one hand.

This person, both in figure and appearance, is extremely ordinary.

However, with the special perception brought by Cheng Xiang's ability, the aura emanating from the other party was extremely cold.

The whole person standing there did not have any human vitality, but instead looked like a ferocious beast that had been frozen in an eternal iceberg for several years.

Just by observing the other person's figure, an inexplicable sense of fear surged in his heart for no reason.

Cheng Xiang even vaguely sensed that this aura was "leaked" out by the other party as he restrained some of his sharpness and tried to blend into the darkness.

Therefore, when Cheng Xiang saw his 'partner' holding a long sword and taking a fighting stance, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

[A show of force?]

[This guy seems to have gotten stronger? Or did he not use his full strength when we first met?]

[Besides his strength, his growth rate is truly terrifying, probably not much different from mine.]

After realizing that the opponent was quite strong, Cheng Xiang quickly gave up the idea of ​​starting a second battle with the opponent.

Instead, he wisely chose to "tolerate" the other party's rudeness.
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After taking two seconds to adjust his mood, Cheng Xiang, whose brain was quick, subconsciously glanced at the prompts on the panel.

[Currently 7 people have entered the field, and 3 people are on the enemy camp's survival mission].

After learning that the enemy was at a rare "numerical disadvantage", he did not feel the slightest joy in his heart. Instead, he felt that this mission was very problematic.

The 'teammates' on this mission were so strong, and I seemed to be the weakest or second to the weakest.

Later, a new person was added to this mission through the [mid-way joining] method, who will only be stronger than the original 'teammate'.

Then, according to the [Battle Power Balance] strategy, the strength of the Reincarnators will only be higher in the enemy camp with fewer people.

After cursing inwardly, "There are so many crap hanging on the wall," he looked at Zhang Yong, who was not very friendly in front of him, and had to add another sentence to ease the atmosphere.

"You should have collected all the 'goods' I want.

"If the 'goods' are ready, we can divide and consolidate the profits?
"I think your time and mine are both valuable."

After Cheng Xiang softened his stance a little by using interests as bait to ease the atmosphere, he added a pointed remark to stab the other party.

"The gate of this factory has long been rusted and peeling off, and it has become an open-plan factory building.

"The remaining scrap metal had long been carried away by scavengers, so there was nothing valuable here that would be worth the trouble of some 'thieves' to spy on or steal.

"Are you right?"
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After being exposed by Cheng Xiang for his secret spying, Zhang Yong showed no embarrassment or apology on his face.

He simply waved the hand holding the stone long knife lightly, and the blade disappeared silently into his robe, putting away the coldness.

Then he crossed his arms over his chest and glanced coldly at Cheng Xiang with his eyes as calm as dead water.

It conveys the meaning of "This is what I did, what can you do to me?"

Seeing that the other party had put away his "claws", he once again showed a provocative attitude towards him.

Cheng Xiang was so angry that he was about to explode.

However, he did not expect that the next moment, he would hear Zhang Yong's words, which were extremely calm, but exploded like thunder in his heart.

“You’re right, so our communication can be faster.

"Before delivering the goods, let's share the profits first."

Before he could finish his words, two bloody severed hands were thrown at Cheng Xiang's feet.

Cheng Xiang subconsciously looked towards his feet and saw the man's feet and two severed hands hidden under the black robe.

Cheng Xiang's heart tightened.

When did he touch me?

He raised his head and looked upwards, only to see the corner of the other person's robe lifted up by a gust of wind.

And Zhang Yong, who was originally standing at the factory door but has now come to his side.

[Zhang Yong] saw Cheng Xiang's shocked expression, and a barely perceptible smile flashed in his eyes.

[The effect of the "Perfect" [Enhancement Magic] is quite good.]

After marveling at the power of the skill, he repeated his request in a calm tone.

"Then, before delivering the 'goods', can we divide the Command Spells?
"Mr. Cheng Xiang, who specializes in [body modification] and organ transplantation."
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Cheng Xiang, who had just been shocked by the strength displayed by the other party, quickly regained his confidence after hearing Zhang Yong's words.

[Hmph, no matter how powerful you are, you still have to rely on me to transplant the [Command Seals], right?]

[After I consume that Servant's fingers, I will teach you a lesson!]

After glancing at Zhang Yong without leaving a trace, he bent down and picked up the two broken limbs.

After confirming the number of [Command Seals] on the two arms, he began to suppress the other party's 'arrogance' with words.

“Why are there only five strokes in total?
"With your strength, killing that [Kotomine Risei] should be no problem.

"Did you let him get away? Or did you pocket some of it?"

Hearing Cheng Xiang's "question", Zhang Yong frowned at first, and then slowly gave a reply.

"If I could transplant the Command Seals, then these two severed hands wouldn't appear before you. Would I still need to keep them for myself?
"The Undead and I killed everyone in the church, and we only collected five Command Seals."

[Zhang Yong] looked at Cheng Xiang, who was full of suspicion, and laughed in his heart while making up a lie to deceive him.

"It seems that this person was diverted from his original course of action because a 'companion' attacked another church stronghold.

“So, I didn’t kill him.

"But I have collected quite a bit of your 'goods'. I am very 'sincere'."

After finishing his words, Zhang Yong clapped his hands and began to demonstrate his so-called "sincerity".
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He first took out several tightly wrapped bags that were faintly stained with blood from his personal space, and then threw them behind him.

The next moment, a servant dressed in black like him appeared beside him.

The man was a little short, with messy hair, wearing a black haori and a cheap katana on his waist.

Before Cheng Xiang could question the other party, the sword in the servant's hand flashed, and the bundle that had just been tightly wrapped was "untied" like a butcher cutting up an ox.

The severed palms and divided organs contained in it fell to the ground like rain, piling up into a small hill.

Zhang Yong pointed at the small hill made up of organs and a severed palm and spoke calmly.

"Because I had plenty of time, I also collected a lot of the 'goods' you wanted from him.

"How about it? Can we discuss the distribution of the Command Seals now?

"I think a 50-50 split, with me taking the extra Command Seal at a loss, is a good proposal."
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When Cheng Xiang heard the "50-50" distribution method, his expression changed instantly.

He forced himself to suppress his fear of the other party's strength, and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It's a fifty-fifty split, but you want to take an extra stroke?"

He raised his head slightly, glanced at Zhang Yong, and snorted coldly.

"You're so calculating! You just killed a few losers, why should you take an extra stroke?"

Although his words were full of disdain and a bit aggressive, Cheng Xiang did not approach the other party to argue with him.

Instead, he took two steps back quite 'rationally' and began to look at the other party's servant.

[I didn't notice this Servant just now? ]

[Should it be the skill [Breath Block]? ]

[So this Heroic Spirit is a weaker Assassin?] [My perception tells me this Servant is very dangerous.]

After confirming that the opponent's servant was quite powerful and recalling Zhang Yong's previous terrifying performance, he instantly gave up the idea of ​​going to war with the opponent.

Given the strength of the reincarnations in the opposing camp, he did not want to go to war with the opponent who might be a help.

I don't want to waste my 'upper limit' on something that has no benefit.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yong calmly withdrew his arms from his chest and gently patted the corner of his robe, his tone still calm.

"Why?"

He turned his head, as if looking at a corner of the factory, but also seemed to be looking at nothing.

“Just based on those ‘goods’, I brought them.

"Just because you were the one who took the initiative to ask me for cooperation!
"Just these two hands."

His gaze shifted and fell on the two hands at Cheng Xiang's feet, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

“I cut it off.

"If you don't agree, then after the [Cooperation Contract] ends, I'll test your indestructible body to see how many of my blows it can withstand."

As Zhang Yong spoke, he reached out with one hand and took out the stone long sword from under his black robe again.
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The smile on Cheng Xiang's face suddenly froze, and his pupils shrank slightly.

[He knows that my damage resistance limit is limited?]

Despite his fear, he forced himself to remain calm, and his words were firm.

"But I was the one who revealed to you that the church's supervisor had information about the Command Seals.

"It was I who proposed the idea of ​​using other means to obtain this quest reward for the [Competitive Main Quest] that hasn't been triggered yet.

"I also came up with the technology to transplant the Command Seals!"

He turned his head to look at the mountain of broken limbs beside him, and said while picking out some broken organs.

"Also, some of the 'goods' you brought are short on weight.

"This whole 'goods' is useless to me because it's missing an 'egg' and the fingers on the palm are not evenly spaced!
"I want one more stroke of the Command Seal as compensation!!"

After swearing harsh words, Cheng Xiang clenched his fists and took a fighting stance towards the opponent.

"If you want to start a war, then start a war, and we will see what happens with our own hands.

"I just hope that after this fruitless battle, you can handle those three 'monsters' from the opposing camp!!!"
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[Zhang Yong] did not respond to Cheng Xiang, but just looked at him quietly, as if he did not take the threat seriously at all.

The next moment, he chuckled.

Just when Cheng Xiang thought he was going to have a fierce battle with him, Zhang Yong suddenly changed the subject and made concessions.

“You are right. It would be extremely foolish for you and I to fight before killing those three reincarnationists in the reincarnation space.

"This time, I can give you three strokes of the Command Seal, and I'll take two."

After hearing what the other party said, Cheng Xiang put down his fists and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Zhang Yong's subsequent words.

"But remember, this extra stroke of the Command Seal is 'lent' to you by me.

"When you pay me back in the future, you'd better remember to prepare an 'interest' that satisfies me."

[Zhang Yong] turned his head to his followers and began to give orders.

“Keep an eye on him, watch him transplant, don’t let him play any tricks!
"It's time for me to practice swordsmanship regularly. I can't interrupt it."

After saying this, Zhang Yong no longer paid any attention to Cheng Xiang.

After pulling out the long stone knife, he walked towards the depths of the factory on his own.

Cheng Xiang stared at his back, a gloomy light flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself.

【Charge my 'interest'?】

[After I digest those two fingers, which are full of dragon species information, and add some 'upper limits' to acquire skills and traits, it's still unclear who will receive the 'interest'!]

Cheng Xiang took out an epic-quality prototype surgical instrument from his personal space, pulled out two scalpels, and began to peel off and transplant the Command Seal.

However, he did not notice that a strange light flashed in the eyes of the 'Undead' servant watching him, as if he was imitating his knife-wielding movements.

The Command Seal on Zhang Yong's hand not far away lost a stroke as the corner of his mouth moved slightly.
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A few minutes later, Cheng Xiang, who had sent Zhang Yong away, took a deep breath.

He looked at the pile of organs with missing eggs and the palms with missing fingers, and couldn't help but reveal a hint of mocking smile on his face.

"You're trying to do something tricky to increase my resistance, right?

"Do you think my [Kung Fu] requires a complete male reproductive organ? My talent requires a complete palm?

"That's totally wrong!"

He walked towards the hill of limbs and took off the red robe he was wearing.

Then he 'cut' open his stomach, revealing a huge mouth that was inconsistent with his slender body.

Then it moved its big mouth, which seemed to have self-awareness, towards the Mountain of Stumps and began to feast on it like a harvester efficiently harvesting a wheat field.

Suddenly, a terrifying sound was heard in the empty factory, like a giant beast eating.

After a while, the big mouth in the body made a satisfied snoring sound, and Cheng Xiang sewed up his belly like a zipper.

"Yes, the 'upper limit' for the [Blood and Flesh Accumulation] that can be performed every once in a while has been increased significantly.

“After paying some ‘caps’, I also acquired the skill [Magic Release: Residual] and the trait [Dragon Factor: Residual].

"With this [Implant] that I spent 70000 points to acquire, which will be forcibly dropped after death soon after fusion, but has extremely strong buff effects, I have become a lot stronger.

"I also got three strokes of the [Command Seal]."

He took another look at his lower body, which was empty due to the [body transformation] he had undergone through the martial arts, and checked his diaper.

After confirming that the diaper did not need to be changed, he began to practice the exercises.

A few minutes later, feeling the blood and energy in his body becoming more vigorous, he nodded contentedly.

"Using the same thing to fill the same thing, after filling in what was missing, the progress of the injury-free technique has also made a breakthrough."

After Cheng Xiang sensed the characteristics and skills in his body, he began to think about his next plan.

Although the gain of [Magic Release·Incomplete] brought by [Greatly Increased Physical Explosive Power] is already strong enough, the gain brought by the incomplete trait [Dragon Factor·Incomplete] is also extremely powerful.

But the incomplete version's characteristics and skills could not satisfy his appetite.

He wanted more.

He would not be satisfied with just getting two fingers from that Saber.

[Next time, try cutting off both of her arms or killing her.]

Cheng Xiang thought so.
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At the same time, after several tests and corrections, and using [Encyclopedia] to recall his memories about [Magic Power Release], and integrating his understanding into the [Database], Fang Yi finally heard the pleasant prompt tone from [Human Pill Method].

[Your description is relatively complete. The [Magic Release] database has been successfully established.]

He pulled out the [California Clear Light] from his waist, poured a little bit of magic power into it, and tentatively performed a [Magic Release].

Miss Zhuang, who was watching from the side, was so bored that she started counting the [Command Seals] on her arms for fun.

[One, two, thirty-four. Hasn't Fang Yi mastered this technique yet?]

After counting to fourteen again, she suddenly raised her head and looked at Fang Yi in the field.

Without waiting for Miss Merlin to remind her, she had already noticed the extraordinary [magic power released] from the other party's sword.

(End of this chapter)