I build a shelter in the eternal night.

Chapter 48 "Last year we parted in the rain, and today the rain has passed and a year has gone by."

As for why the seed that the lame monkey picked up didn't have a display panel.

He had a vague idea of ​​what might be going on.

All seed-type rare treasures are wrapped in a thin membrane, but the original seed was only one grain and had no membrane covering it, which may be why it did not appear on the panel.

"You're quite lucky."

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes slightly. Green-grade seed-type exotic treasures often have special planting conditions. For example, the "Flesh Ghost Mother-Child Seed" needs to be watered with ghost blood every hour.

Despite having no idea how to cultivate the "human blood flower," he miraculously managed to grow it successfully, as luck was on his side.

Looks like I've had pretty good luck in this life.

There are millions of hardworking people in the world, but less than one in ten thousand achieve fame.

It's not that those who failed lacked ability, but simply that they were unlucky.

Luck alone is not enough to succeed, but luck is one of the necessary conditions for success.

Followed by.

He used two sticks to pick up the flower from the edge of the farmland, and laid the "ghost skin" flat on the wasteland. With a little force, the blood-red sap dripped down the branches and onto the ghost skin.

Soon after, no more sap flowed out, and the once vibrant flower withered and died instantly.

Chen Fan squatted beside the farmland, staring intently at the ghost skin. As the flower liquid fell onto the ghost skin, lines of writing slowly appeared on it.
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"Last year we parted in the rain, and today the rain has passed, marking a year since then."

"At the bottom of the icy pool, white bones are soaked through by the midnight moon."

"Beneath the embroidered robe, her dark hair is entangled in the misty autumn air."

"Tear off my skin to make armor for you, cut my soul to make silk to wrap the new scab."

"Suddenly, the sound of umbrella ribs echoed through the heavens and earth, and a strange tide rose from the wilderness, gradually forming ranks."

"It was an old friend who came through the rain, but I didn't recognize her face, which was as white as snow."

"Rain may erode my beauty a thousand times, but I will wait for only you in my lifetime."
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Subsequently, the panel of this rare treasure also changed.
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"Name of the rare item": Ghost Skin.

"Rare Treasure Grade": Green.

"Exotic Treasure Effect": A special ghost skin, handcrafted by a high-level ghost creature, which can be worn close to the body to block fatal attacks.
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Chen Fan stared at the lines of text appearing on the strange skin in his hand. After a long silence with a blank expression, he sighed softly and suddenly felt a headache coming on. Actually, the sunk costs of this site weren't that much. Maybe he should just move as soon as possible.

This poem is not difficult to understand.

That's roughly what it means.

The female ghost he killed was quite intelligent. She met another male ghost during the rainy season last year and they developed feelings for each other. During the time after they parted during the rainy season, she tore off a piece of her own skin and used other methods to create this strange treasure.

Defensive treasures.

And that male ghost.
"Suddenly, the sound of umbrella ribs echoed through the heavens and earth, and a strange tide rose from the wilderness, gradually forming ranks."

It sounds like the King of Devils.

Not only are they strong, but they also wield considerable influence.

This woman has been waiting for this male ghost in this wasteland. Perhaps this rainy season, the male ghost will come with a large army to marry this female ghost, but the female ghost will already be dead at his hands.

Then
Then
Chen Fan turned his head to look at the warehouse. He had skinned the female ghost and stored it in the garage. Ah Le's knife skills were good; he had skinned her quite intact. Could he hand over the whole skin? He could sew it onto other female ghosts and use it, albeit barely.

There are very few intelligent monsters.

As for the strange creatures that can create extraordinary treasures, he only knew that this female creature had this ability.

If the Demon King didn't care about this female demon at all, he could escape this calamity. But with the female demon's looks and abilities—she's presentable in public and can even forge rare treasures for the Demon King—it doesn't seem like someone he could ignore.
It's over.

“Oh, you lovelorn female ghost, if you’re going to wait for your ideal man during the rainy season, why don’t you just find a corner and hide there quietly?”

"Why do you have to come to me so many times?"

"Now look what happened." "It's left behind a huge mess."

"So what if one of my men died? Is it worth you storming into the camp and fighting me to the death?"

Chen Fan rubbed his temples, feeling quite troubled. This Ghost King would most likely return to the wasteland during the rainy season. The opponent's strength and influence were not weak, and he had to be fully prepared to deal with it. At the very least, the current defenses of the camp were definitely not strong enough.

but
The other party might not even know where he is, since there are no eyewitnesses. Oh right, in that case...
Damn it!

His camp was the only one on the entire wasteland, shining as brightly as the sun in the night. Any freak who came to the wasteland would come to find him first!
never mind!

there is always a solution to a problem.

He took a deep breath, readjusted himself, and then looked at the warehouse again. The female ghost could create such a rare treasure with just a piece of her own skin, and he still had a complete set of skins stored in his warehouse.

Once we find a weapon refiner, we might be able to use this skin to forge him a complete set of soft armor.

He casually stuffed the strange skin into his hemp clothing and pressed it close to his chest.

warm.

Quite comfortable.

In his past life, when he was young, a girl knitted a scarf for him, which warmed his heart throughout the winter.

I never imagined that in this world, there would be a female ghost who would use her own skin to weave a breastplate for him. How romantic!

I have a heart.

Inside the camp.

Chen Fan stood on the city wall inside the breeding farm, looking down at the pseudo-human monsters below that were constantly yelling and baring their teeth in the torrential rain.

The wall is five meters high.

This group of fake humans did not climb the wall by forming a human ladder. It is unclear whether they did not think of this or simply did not have time to think of it. Since they were captured, this group of fake humans has been engaging in promiscuous sex day and night without stopping.

There is a line in that poem written by the female ghost.
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"Rain may erode my beauty a thousand times, but I will wait for only you in my lifetime."
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蚀。

This word is not a pleasant one.

兴许
The rainy season is also a painful time for ghosts?
It is like sulfur being sprinkled on the body, causing unbearable pain, before it rages wildly during the rainy season.

at this time--

Standing to the side, Ah Le reported, "Station Chief, there were no major enemies in the camp last night. I conducted some experiments and found that the cub monsters did not have monster stones inside them. Monster stones will only be born inside their bodies after they grow up."

"And this rainwater may have special energy."

"After I used a wooden plank to shield some of the fake humanoids from the rain, they immediately stopped mating and began to roar at me menacingly, preparing to attack me."

"But as soon as I removed the wooden board, they immediately resumed their mating behavior."

"Ah."

Chen Fan nodded slightly: "Well done."

Besides wanting to acquire more ghost stones, the main reason for raising this group of pseudo-human ghosts is to find out more information about ghosts. Knowing yourself and your enemy is the key to victory in every battle.

For now.

The rainy season has a significant impact on ghosts, but its effect varies depending on the type of ghost.

For the pseudo-human, it means uncontrolled mating.

For the flesh-eating monsters, it meant an uncontrolled migration of the entire race.

For the female ghost, it was like the pain of sulfuric acid corroding her flesh.

Perhaps.
It was also because the female ghost had built herself a sedan chair.

(End of this chapter)