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The fat man laughed and said, "Hahaha! I knew you like to eat it! If it tastes good, eat more!"

He casually handed all 10 starch sausages in his hand to Lin Chen.

Lin Chen accepts everyone who comes and shows off like crazy.

The fat man smiled and said, "I don't have any left. You can make it yourself and eat it yourself!"

Lin Chen resisted extremely: "No! No! I can just eat it directly!"

Unfortunately, in the illusion, Lin Chen’s resistance was meaningless. Extreme nausea surged in his heart. He already knew what would happen next.

As the environment changes.

Lin Chen appeared in front of the fully prepared machine.

Next to it are bags with the words "Not Recommended for Human Consumption" written on them.

Lin Chen put on a mask of pain: "I knew it!"

He began to make starch sausage skillfully without any instruction.

First is the bone mud.

Chicken bones, leftover bones, slop, and slaughterhouse scraps, which are not recommended for human consumption, are all excellent materials for making bone paste.

Lin Chen was pleasantly surprised to find that the materials here were very complete, with all of the above.

Pour them all into the machine and crush them into puree.

Then it is shaped by a machine, and then various pigments and seasonings that Lin Chen cannot understand are added.

A starch sausage is ready.

Lin Chen baked and cooked at the same time, eating as much as he made. His hands and mouth never stopped, and he ate bowl after bowl of bone paste.

Lin Chen's eyes were dull and he felt nauseous.

"You call it starch sausage! I can accept that it's all starch, but it's wrong to secretly add meat to it. Adding so much bone paste, is that human?"

Lin Chen was once a boy who loved to eat starch sausage.

(Note: After the 315 incident, I have been hit hard in the past few days. Those black-hearted capitalists should all be hanged to death!)

The fat man with a big belly, with his hands behind his back, looked at Lin Chen eating crazily with great satisfaction.

"Yes, yes, yes! Eat more! Starch sausage is so delicious!"

The fat man grinned and said, "I'll bring you some more fruit!"

Lin Chen's mouth twitched, and he began to search through the pile of fruits that had appeared next to him at some point in time.

Watermelon, pineapple, dragon fruit, etc. are all available. The only problem is that they are basically rotten and there are flies flying around them.

But this does not pose a problem for Lin Chen.

He carefully picked out the intact parts and cut off the rotten parts with a knife, demonstrating his craftsmanship in turning decay into magic.

Even arrange it as a fruit platter.

The fat man was even more satisfied, and more and more ingredients were placed on Lin Chen's table.

Steamed buns made with lymph meat filling, preserved vegetable pork made with lymph and trough meat, blended soy milk, milk tea with an expiration date determined by the label, and zombie meat that is longer-lived than Lin Chen.

These were all made by Lin Chen himself. Lin Chen enjoyed eating them very much, with happiness filling his face.

Lin Chen didn’t need to prepare the following delicacies; he just had to eat them.

Several strong men in their forties and fifties, with their bare, sweaty feet, cigarettes in their hands, and spitting, walked back and forth on a pile of sauerkraut.

This is the traditional pickled cabbage beef noodles that Lin Chen often eats. Lin Chen was deeply moved.

Lin Chen bowed and thanked them: "Thank you for your hard work!"

"How can I, Lin, deserve such service from you big brothers!"

"Please rest assured, I will eat all the food and will not waste any food."

Chapter 174 Son of Hope

[Tip: The player is making up for his will fatigue and the related memory is being weakened]

[Tip: Player's will is permanently enhanced]

"vomit!!!"

Lin Chen rolled out of the medicine and nutrition cabin, lying on the ground and retching.

Under the control of the sanity potion, Lin Chen tasted all the delicacies from his previous life and tried everything he knew.

What about gutter oil, rat-head duck, bone mud sausage...

Lin Chen transformed himself into a gourmet, making and tasting everything himself. The spiritual world can have unlimited ingredients and unlimited appetite, and Lin Chen eats at least 100 kilograms of each dish.

Lin Chen ate so much that he became unconscious.

"too frightening!"

Lin Chen covered his stomach with a pale face. The people in his previous life were so horrible.

"Luckily, I died suddenly and ran away! Let's leave those delicacies for my fellow villagers to enjoy slowly!"

"At least the ingredients on Aquamarine are clean and delicious."

The Dragon Kingdom, which faces invasions from the abyss all year round, does not have as lenient laws as those in previous lives.

It is impossible to just suspend business for a few days and pay a fine of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of dollars and then get away with it. Every year there are food problems and nothing is done.

Lin Chen was quite fortunate. If anyone in Long Country dared to sell this kind of stuff, he would be arrested and tortured day and night. Death to the body would be the best outcome.

The supervisors in Dragon Country won’t waste time talking to you. If you are caught, you will be sentenced to life imprisonment at the very least.

On the Blue Water Planet, all adults must be advanced life forms and have achieved extraordinary accomplishments.

Not to mention starving to death, any malnutrition is an insult to the entire supernatural system.

Ordinary supplies have long been in short supply, and everyone can obtain relevant resources at very cheap prices.

Lin Chen, who had been dry-heaving for a long time, leaned weakly on the bed. He swore that if he had the chance, he would let those people from his previous life come on a food tour in person, and if they dared to sell, he would let them eat as much as they wanted!

Sit cross-legged in meditation and begin to examine your gains.

After three experiences (tortures) of mental illusions, although the gains each time were small, the cumulative gains were already quite considerable.

The strength of will is very difficult to quantify and can only be roughly estimated.

Suppose, 100 points is the threshold for will to interfere with reality.

Then, for adults who grew up on the Blue Water Star, their willpower when they first register as players can be considered to be 8-10 points, and the willpower of the outstanding ones will reach 20-30 points.

And because Lin Chen has lived two lives as a human, his willpower can almost reach 40 points.

Don't think it's too little, after all, Lin Chen's previous life was just an ordinary person, and the humans of the Blue Water Star have basically been strictly trained since childhood, so they can reach 10 points. If we really talk about Lin Chen's previous life, it would be good if his willpower could reach 5 points.

When players enter the game world to gain experience, their willpower changes differently depending on their individual values. Some people improve quickly, some improve slowly, and some are afraid of the game and will regress.

After four experiences in the game world, Lin Chen's willpower has almost reached 60 points. After taking three bottles of sanity potions and subtracting the potion resistance, Lin Chen's willpower is almost 3 points, not far from 80 points.

If Lin Chen's progress is followed, his willpower can almost successfully reach the 1-point threshold at the end of stage 100.

"But that's the norm!"

Lin Chen smiled slightly, and he carefully sensed the memory fragments of Saint Nicholas in his mind.

Lin Chen murmured: "With the help of the Son of Hope, perhaps I can condense my own will in advance."

[Hint: Has the player started to comprehend the memory fragments?]

[Tip: Please receive enlightenment in a safe and quiet place, otherwise the consequences will be at your own risk]

"Yes!"

Lin Chen's mind changed again. Lin Chen was already very familiar with this feeling and fell asleep immediately.

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Year 548 of the Hope Calendar, the year when the Son of Hope was born.

At this moment, the Holy City has existed for more than 500 years. The Black Mist Human Race is trapped in the Holy City area, and class stratification has reached its peak.

The Church of Hope can only let people wait for hope, but where is the hope?

No one knew that the holy city area left behind by Saint Hathaway Xinglan belonged to the entire human race.

Millions of human beings can only survive in the holy city area, just like their ancestors, huddled in this corner and dying silently.

In the same year, a couple in the slums of the holy city welcomed their child.

"This is?"

Lin Chen looked at his skinny body, his bones were visible to the naked eye, and his clothes were tattered, he didn't know how many years he had worn them.

Lin Chen thought to himself, "Nicolas in his childhood?"

At this time, the Son of Hope was only about 5-6 years old and had not yet been canonized.

The family of three lived in the slums of the holy city. The father was a laborer at the lower class, and the mother worked for others to support the family.

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Although the family is poor, they can barely make ends meet.

Lin Chen silently watched the growth of little Nicolas. This is a memory fragment that records the important memories that Saint Nicolas considers. Lin Chen is Nicolas, but he can do nothing and can only be a bystander.

Since he was little, Nicholas had to help with housework, working from morning till night without any rest time.

One night, the three of them had just finished their meager dinner.

Little Nicholas looked at his parents and asked in confusion: "Why do we have endless work to do every day?"

“Why don’t we have enough to eat every day?”

"Father, Mother, when will the hope that those nuns talked about come true?"

The couple looked at each other with red eyes, and the father told him tremblingly: "It will come, it will come soon. When little Nickles grows up, hope will come!"

But what he didn't tell little Nicholas was that when he was young, little Nicholas' grandfather also told him the same thing.

Lin Chen watched silently. Living in this world was indeed quite hopeless. The endless black fog made it impossible to see the future.

Passing by the gate of Hope Church and seeing those mighty and majestic knights, a seed has been quietly planted.

Nicholas murmured, "When I grow up, will hope come?"

Lin Chen, who was inside Nicholas' body, naturally noticed his changes.

At the age of 6, Nicholas officially began to learn sword.

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Lin Chen doubted his life and said, "Outrageous! Really outrageous! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have suspected that I was dreaming!"

Little Nicolus used a wooden stick as a sword. He practiced in the early morning and at night for a total of three hours every day, and he didn't even have enough food to eat.

Occasionally I would go to the soldier training ground to do odd jobs and learn secretly, but I basically relied on my own learning.

However, it only takes one month to get started, or in Paradise's terms, to reach the basic level 1 of swordsmanship.

To put it simply, it means that you have memorized a set of sword techniques and will basically not make mistakes.

Lin Chen exclaimed in admiration: "What a cheat! If I'm not mistaken, no one has ever demonstrated the complete sword technique to him. He just pieced together some information here and there and he managed to deduce the sword technique by himself."

one year later.

At the age of 7, Lin Chen has reached the basic level 5 of swordsmanship. He has no shortage of resources and has been taught by school teachers since childhood. He has spent ten years on this.

Lin Chen no longer has the desire to compare with others. He admits that there are gaps between people. Lin Chen has realized that people must face up to their own understanding.

"Do I, Lin Chen, make a living by my comprehension? If you have any problems, just go to the park. As long as you have game coins and soul fragments, isn't it great to enjoy the park's services?" Lin Chen said with red eyes.

"Your child is really weird. He just waves a stick around every day for no reason!"

Nicholas's strange behavior naturally could not be hidden from the people around him.

In response to his family's questions, little Nicolus smiled and said, "Father, I'm practicing swordsmanship! One day, I will become a knight!"

Little Nicholas added in his heart: "I want to bring hope to everyone!" He is not a child, he is already 6 years old, he has long understood that his father is just deceiving him.