Terra Martial God and Merit System

Luo Chen was chatting with these gangsters, and his "smooth talk" was like a fish in water in this environment.

The gang found that Luo Chen was not only stupid, but also very nice to listen to. Therefore, they became closer to him.

During the conversation, Luo Chen continued to deepen their understanding of the concept in their minds - 'My name is 'Yazov', and I am a member of the gang.'

Luo Chen kept recounting some of the things these gangsters had experienced to deepen their impression.

He heard all these things from other tents. Luo Chen stitched them together and then added his own figure to the original scene.

The bandits saw that Luo Chen had really participated in their robbery and could even tell some details. So they were convinced of the identity of "Yazov".

Seeing that the situation was almost done, Luo Chen immediately said that he was a little hungry.

"I wonder if the soup is ready... Which brother would like to go with me to take a look?" Luo Chen asked unintentionally.

This was also what he heard from other tents - in this cold place, hot soup can greatly boost morale. So the bandits' lunch was mostly various kinds of soup.

"What are you looking at? Can't we just go and get it when the time comes?" one of the bandits seemed puzzled.

"This is what you don't understand, brother. You go there in advance and say a few good words to the chef. Can he get more soon?" Luo Chen said as if he were a 'veteran'.

"It's a pity that I have no money now..."

"I'll go with you." The bandits around felt that Luo Chen's words made sense, and someone immediately agreed to go.

So the two of them left the tent.

The gangsters' kitchen was also located in the center, in a leaky tent.

When Luo Chen and the bandits went in, a fat Ursus man was stirring the thick soup in the pot.

"Hey, chef~" Luo Chen raised his hand to greet.

"Who are you?" The chef looked up in confusion.

"You don't even recognize this guy? This is 'Yazov'!" said the gangster who was traveling with him.

The chef's dull eyes revealed confusion.

Luo Chen's heartbeat started to accelerate.

"It seems there really is such a person..." the chef muttered.

Luo Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Herein lies the key to this plan.

It's like when you go back to your hometown and meet your third aunt's second aunt whom you haven't seen for a long time. Although you don't have any impression of this person, but when your mother says, "Isn't this XXX?", you have a vague feeling in your heart - ah, so this is XXX. I seem to have seen her before.

In fact, you may have never seen that person, and your mother has completely remembered it wrong.

People's memories are always wrong. This is the core of Luo Chen's plan.

Now... the most critical part has been completed.

Success...is just around the corner!

The gangster took out some money from his pocket and handed it to the chef. The fat chef looked at him and accepted the bribe. "Come back later. The soup is not ready yet."

"Okay." The gangster smiled and patted Luo Chen on the shoulder, "Let's go."

"Actually, I'm quite interested in making soup." Luo Chen started to speak in a slick way, "and it's quite warm here."

"You want to stay here? Then I'll leave first." The fellow bandits did not suspect him.

"it is good."

Now only Luo Chen and the chef are left in the tent.

Luo Chen used the same old trick again and started to use his smooth tongue to find topics to talk about.

Everyone has vanity and a desire to compare. The gangsters used to seek a sense of superiority in gambling. Now Luo Chen wants the chef to seek a sense of superiority in cooking.

After finding it, it's all about flattery.

'Slippery Tongue' is just too good at this.

While the chef was introducing a "seasoning", Luo Chen pulled out a packet of powder from his arms and poured it all into the pot in one breath.

This is a kind of 'powder' commonly used by hunters in the village, which is used to 'hypnotize prey'.

According to the village chief, a normal person would die in a sleep if they ate one spoonful of it. The "death in a sleep" here is not an exaggeration, but real death.

While flattering him, Luo Chen watched the powder completely dissolve into the soup.

Now, his plan is nearing completion.

Chapter 4: Great Harvest

Surtel looked at Luo Chen swaggering out of the camp with a look of confusion and puzzlement on his face.

"Okay. Everything is ready." Luo Chen said easily, "Now we just need to wait for a while..."

"Still waiting?" Surtel frowned, "It wouldn't take that long at all. I only need a few minutes to kill them..."

She reached for the greatsword behind her back.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't, don't make any noise." Luo Chen was anxious. He had finally completed his plan. If it was ruined by Surtel's interference, he would be miserable.

But who is Surtel?

Her mind was a mess, with many different memories conflicting with each other. Although she could stay calm sometimes, when things got really chaotic...

"Just wait, I'll treat you to parfait." Luo Chen thought to himself and suddenly spoke.

"What is a parfait?" Surtur asked, but his hand had not yet left the hilt of the sword.

"A dessert made with cream, syrup and fruit. It's a kind of ice cream. Imagine a big cup of it waiting for you to eat..."

Luo Chen started to talk nonsense, "Isn't this much better than the popsicle our village chief gave you?"

"Can you really give it to me?" Surtel looked at Luo Chen in confusion.

The village chief's popsicles were actually made very crudely. They were made of milk powder and honey, and the taste... to be honest, Surtel didn't like it very much.

But it's desolate here and there's nothing good to eat.

Now that Luo Chen mentioned this novel dessert, Sulter immediately became interested.

"Of course." Luo Chen patted his chest. "I'll make it for you myself."

He had seen cream in the kitchen of the bandit camp, and he wasn't just saying it casually.

"This better be true." Surtr finally put away his sword.

Luo Chen breathed a sigh of relief, but he knew he couldn't take it lightly now.

The conversation with Surtel just now made Luo Chen discover a good idea.

So, Luo Chen began to talk to Sulter about the various desserts and iced foods in his previous life.

"Do you know Little Pudding?"

“Is that ice cream?”

"What ice cream! Pudding is even more delicious than ice cream."

Luo Chen started to speak 'slippery tongue'. Of course, the purpose now was not to get along with Surtel, but to stabilize the other party as much as possible.

All kinds of ice creams from previous lives became shiny under Luo Chen's "smooth tongue", and those who loved them would feel like they could ascend to heaven after eating them.

What little pudding can help you win the resurrection match if you eat it?

Clock XX can remain unmelted even in the sun in midsummer.

Iced snow meringue wrapped in cream and fruit......

Luo Chen's words made Surtel fall into deep fantasy.

What do these things taste like?

She closed her eyes and inexplicably felt her headache ease a little.

Luo Chen was talking until his mouth was dry, and the bandit camp over there finally started serving food.

The chef rang the bell, and one person from each tent came out with a pot to get food.

Luo Chen was immediately excited when he saw the chef distributing the thick soup to each bandit.

I just need to wait a little longer, and once the "sweating drug" takes effect, I can go in and reap the merits!

So Luo Chen stretched comfortably, and then took out the sandwich Aunt Fanny gave him from his arms.

After unpacking, the contents inside are very rich.

There are meat and vegetables, and a layer of flavorful spices is sprinkled in the middle.

This is a very rare delicacy for the villagers of Ursus.

Luo Chen wanted to take a bite, but suddenly remembered something. He turned to look at Surtel, "Did you bring food?"

"No."

"why?"

"I hate people who ask why." Sartel said stiffly.

Even without her explanation, Luo Chen could guess something.

I'm afraid she helped not only for the popsicles, but also because the supplies ran out.

"Here." Luo Chen broke the sandwich in half and handed it to her, "Eat something. You'll be hungry later."

"You don't know how to make parfait?" Sulter looked at him. "I want to eat parfait."

"......" Luo Chen was almost amused by her.

"Fill your stomach first. It's not a good habit to drink cold drinks on an empty stomach." Luo Chen explained, "Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised."

Sartel looked at him and finally took the sandwich.

Luo Chen waited patiently for half an hour before approaching the camp again.

I went closer to listen in several tents and heard the sound of snoring coming from all over.

"Perfect." Luo Chen did not hesitate, holding the dagger in his pocket, he opened the door and went in.

Just as he thought, all the gangsters were fast asleep. Luo Chen had no sympathy at all. After listening for so long, he knew that these gangsters were all extremely vicious guys. It could only be a good thing if they died.

With a flick of his hand and a drop of his sword, Luo Chen was delighted to gain merit.

Clearing a tent meant receiving 200 merits. Luo Chen was so excited that he almost went to heaven.

"No, now is not the time to be happy."

Luo Chen tried his best to suppress the smile on his face, although this matter was indeed worth being happy about.

He crawled into the next tent.

The bandits, who were sleeping like dead pigs, were completely unaware of his infiltration, and Luo Chen gained another wave of merit.

In the following time, Luo Chen was like a hardworking old farmer, continuously harvesting in the fertile fields.

After cleaning up the tents one by one, Luo Chen's hands were a little sore, but his emotions were still high.

Every time he saw the reminder of merit income, Luo Chen felt as comfortable as if he had eaten honey.

He cleared the five tents from the outside to the inside. The entire bandit camp was completely wiped out.

Now only the big tent in the middle is left....

It is said that the two gang leaders are inside. Not only that, the place where prisoners are held is also there.

"Right now, I only have three enemies: these two commanders without troops and the chef."

Luo Chen touched the leaky tent and found the chef was sorting spices.

He easily ambushed the opponent and killed him with one blow.

"Now there are only those two left." Luo Chen thought.

He glanced at his current reserve of merit and grinned - "I'll just charge in and kill both of them. That would be perfect."