In the cafeteria, the first wave of ghost soldiers replaced was discussing how many skeleton dinosaurs they killed.m

Xun Yi and the other two sat in the corner.

"We'll eat these?" Xun Yi frowned and saw the food in his plate.

Xun Yi twisted his face, and it was fine if the pomegranate next to him, two black steamed buns, a plate of barbecue of unknown type, and a plate of steamed cabbage.

"Although I didn't ask for a combination of color, fragrance and taste, at least you can prepare a few more dishes!" Xun Yi put his chopsticks and refused to eat such food that was unknown.

Although the soul body feels hunger and fatigue due to the consumption of mana, I can’t eat this kind of food at all!

"I said, "Young Master, if you don't eat this kind of food in the underworld to replenish your soul and spiritual power, you won't be able to continue fighting in a while." Meng Han looked indifferent. He gnawed the steamed buns and ate the barbecue.

He eats wind and dew all day long and does not have the temper of Xun Yi.

After thinking about it, Meng Han picked up a piece of meat and handed it to Xun Yi. "You can taste it, but the taste is OK. If you really don't eat, you will definitely not win in a while."

"Okay?" Xun Yi sniffed his nose and gave up decisively. It was so fishy. Is this piece of meat cooked or not?

"Forget it, you can eat." Xun Yi was weak and lay on the table. Thinking of his physical condition, he didn't realize it, and he regretted his small plan. He was obviously a traitor, so why did he come to the underworld?

After a while, when Xun Yi saw Meng Han eating with relish, he was angry. His eyes rolled and he whispered to Meng Han: "I heard that after eating the things from the underworld, he can never leave again. Is this legend true?"

Meng Han's face froze and the steamed buns in his mouth almost fell off.

Yes, the others are ghosts from the underworld and Shura. They stay in the underworld in the future and it doesn’t matter if they eat this kind of thing. But they are ghosts pretending to be the God of Fortune. If they eat this kind of food, they may stay in the underworld for the rest of their lives in the future!

This legend has also been said by Meng Han outside that if you eat something given to you by the evil ghost, you will be caught in the underworld as a scapegoat.

Heat came from his ears, and Xun Yi said softly: "I heard that there is a special God of Fortune stationed in the underworld. Isn't it because I can't leave after eating these things, right?"

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Meng Han looked confused, yes, the reason why those lucky gods stayed in such a harsh environment as the underworld is that they cannot leave, right?

"Puchi" Suddenly I heard a burst of laughter. When I looked at it, Xun Yi lay on the table and laughed. How could Meng Han understand that he was deceived by this kid?

"Eat quickly!" Meng Han picked up the chopsticks and picked up the barbecue and stuffed it into Xun Yi's mouth, and said in a rough voice: "Eat quickly! I can't leave, don't expect to go back, kid!"

"Phhh..." Xun Yi was about to vomit, but Meng Han stuffed the pomegranate seeds next to him into his mouth: "I heard that pomegranates mean a lot of children. Maybe you can give birth to a few fat boys in the underworld?" He covered Xun Yi's mouth and asked him to swallow the flesh.

Although the taste was not very good, there was indeed a spiritual power to supplement Xun Yi's consumption. The fatigue of the soul body was relieved a little, and the feeling of hunger slowly faded.

"How about it, can you eat it?" Meng Han gave him a few more pieces of meat while fighting, barely letting Xun Yi eat the first meal in the underworld.

However, Xun Yi was still a little unwilling to accept it. He poked the basin of water and boiled cabbage without even putting salt in it.

"After all, we are a great army of gods. We should come to help with cooking. This is the treatment we deserve."

"God of Food?" A horse-faced ghost man who was eating next to him heard Xun Yi's words and laughed: "How could those God of Food come to the underworld to be the leader of the army? Those guys are all following the gods' weapons in the Yang Realm to fight in another world!"

"Boy, if you participate in the war in another world after returning to the sun, you may be able to enjoy the food of the God of Food. But now..."

"Hehe... the environment in the Netherworld battlefield is harsh, which God of Food is free to come here?"

"It would be nice to have a few people who know how to cook. In the past, our camp prepared food by ourselves. Now the food is the treatment that the commander only received after he specially established a leader a few years ago.

Do you think there are all kinds of chef ghosts like your mainland ghost country to help cook? Boy, this is the battlefield! The battlefield of the underworld! The battlefield at the bottom of the Three Realms!”

A group of big men laughed at the two newcomers wantonly, and Xun Yi was speechless.

I silently put away the young master's illness and gritted my teeth and gnawed the black hard steamed buns. When I go home, I must find a way to go home!

"Isn't this steamed bun moldy? Why does it smell strange?" While eating, he endured the disgust. "When will it be? Do you really have to stay here for a few months?"

"Huh? Haven't I told you?" Lan Mao suddenly came over and inserted the conversation, reached out to pick the last piece of meat from Meng Han's plate.

"The time flow rate of the Netherworld battlefield is different from that of the underworld. So you can rest assured that it doesn't matter how many days you have less positions in the Ghost Country, and it doesn't matter."

"Wait, don't tell me that the time in the Netherworld battlefield is calculated according to the time of another world. According to the ratio of time between our two worlds, it should be 100 to 1?" Xun Yi felt an ominous premonition in his heart. According to the history books in the Great Zhou Library, there was a timeline closing in the era of Yan Emperor. The timeline of this world was compressed and used to promote the world.

Compared with the other world, the year in the Heavenly Court World is equivalent to one hundred years in the other world. In other words, the Yellow Emperor in the Jiuzhou World has ruled for 8,100 years. For the other world, generations of gods have changed, which is equivalent to 810,000 years of history of gods in the other world.

"Why are there so many?" Lan Mao shook his head: "The level of our world is higher than that of another world, so it should be that another world follows our timeline."

Xun Yixin had just calmed down, and then heard Lan Mao's words: "That is about ten to one. This is the time comparison on the battlefield. Our time has passed ten days, and it is only one day in the Three Realms. In other words, you are here for a month, and the Ghost Kingdom has just passed three days."

"I really have to stay for a month?" Meng Han's face was not good. What if something happened in a month? Wouldn't he completely die here?

"The situation in the Netherworld Battlefield is very anxious?"

"It's not that it's hard to clean up those skeletons. The opposite god hides his head and tail, so he can only slowly consume their bone sea tactics."

The low-level ghost soldiers and officers such as Lan Mao did not understand, but the top leaders of the two worlds knew deeply. The reason why the other world chose this cannon fodder tactic was to take the opportunity to ease the negative forces in the world with the help of war.

The underworld is determined to harvest the soul fragments attached to these skeletons. These fragments mean the origin of the world. Although there are not many fragments, what if there are hundreds of thousands? What about millions?

The underworld acquiesced to the other world to pour out negative forces, in order to absorb the refineable origin from these negative forces to enhance the power of this universe.

Moreover, if you can crush a mansion, you can also take the opportunity to attack the Yang Realm and occupy that plane world.

The top leaders of the two worlds have their own plans, so the model of the Netherworld Battlefield has been maintained.

"But this attack on Omi's Underworld seems to be very urgent. Not only this underworld, but according to the information, the attacks of other underworlds are also very urgent. I wonder if there is any conspiracy behind these undead kings."

Both Xun Yi and others are newcomers, so how can they know the connotation of the Netherworld Battlefield? The two of them are thinking about how they can survive the next month. After dinner, they searched for things in the camp.

"You thought of it too?"

"I thought of it that I must sacrifice the spiritual card god position." Xun Yi said: "In this way, even if I die, I can still be resurrected with the spiritual card god position. I will only lose some of my memories and my own personality."

There is one advantage of gods. If the gods are still there after they die, their faith is still there. They can be resurrected in faith. This is the choice of the great gods. Although resurrections will cause their memory to be lost and their personality consciousness will be whitewashed and reshaped, it is finally a way to resurrection. Furthermore, leaving an incarnation can make up for this gap and replace it with the incarnation consciousness.

Xun Yi and the other two had no source of faith, but they made spiritual cards and gods and handed them over to each other for safekeeping. At the very least, they could use the technique of summoning souls to revive the other party from the spirit cards. This was a last resort.

After searching for a circle, Xun Yi picked up a cypress the size of a palm and carved it into a small spirit card with six small words "Hongyun Siming Xun Yi".

Meng Han carved a stone tablet with a black spirit stone, with six small words "Meng Han, the God of Traveling Day and Night".

The two secretly used their divine nature to sacrifice their divine cards and then handed them over to the other party for safekeeping.

"Your stone is too heavy, right? Can't you choose wood?"

"I have a divine virtue, so why don't I use it? The soil is easy to break, but it's safe to keep it. You will click it." Meng Han put away Xun Yi's divine card and felt that the merit and divine nature above was similar and different from his divine nature: "Of course you are not afraid of your wooden path, but you have to take care of my divine nature."

Xun Yi didn't say anything, put away the stone tablets, and after the two of them rested, they went to the front line again.

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