Chapter seven hundred and thirteenth fat man out of the knife
Seeing Zi Chen's reluctant look, Di Wu sneered, "What, you don't want to?"
The fat man in the distance quickly blinked at Zi Chen, as if telling him not to be impulsive.
"It seems that you really don't take everyone seriously. Do you really naively think that just by knowing a fairy, you can do whatever you want here?"
Di Wu looked at Zi Chen and his eyes gradually turned cold, "From now on, you must break down sixty-five strange beasts before you can rest."
After saying that, Di Wu turned and left.
The fat man from afar ran over. He looked at Zi Chen and said, "Zi Chen, you are too impulsive. In this place, Di Wu is the king and no one can control him. Even Zhang Jinjing, who brought you here last time,
I don’t dare to embarrass Di Wu.”
"After breaking down sixty animals before, you can rest. Now it's better, we have to add five more."
The fat man patted Zi Chen on the shoulder and gave him an expression that said, "You're asking for your blessings, but I can't help you either."
But after turning around, he became gloating, because according to the current situation, Zi Chen would have to get up early tomorrow, and maybe the two of them could come together.
Zi Chen had long expected to be targeted, but he didn't expect that Di Wu's reaction would be so huge even though he just frowned.
Moreover, a few days later, Zhang Jinjing never came again, and it seemed that he had given up on the business.
The knives in Zi Chen's hand are unique to this area. Each one belongs to the soul weapon and is of extremely high grade. Zi Chen even guessed that their grade may be able to catch up with the long black stick that was not promoted at the beginning.
On this day, Fatty still talked a lot of nonsense, and the Human Soul Realm people who came at normal times were still gloating about his misfortune.
However, no one deliberately laughed at Zi Chen anymore. It seemed that everyone was waiting for something.
Like the fairy comes again?
Di Wu stood at the door again, supervising everyone's work.
When it was time to eat, the fat man took the initiative to deliver food.
There are only two people in the huge operation room.
The two of them were squatting there eating, and the fat man couldn't stop asking about Fairy Shanya again.
Zi Chen was too lazy to listen anymore, interrupted the other party, and asked: "Fat man, why do you have to do so much work?"
The fat man chewed the meat and said vaguely: "Because I am annoying to others."
Zi Chen looked at the fat man with a strange look in his eyes.
The fat man quickly swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "Just kidding, don't take it seriously. You think this is a very thankless job, right? In fact, it's not. This is something that many people fight hard to get. It's a pity that they
None of them have the ability, so in the end it belongs to me."
When he talked about this matter, the fat man looked proud, as if getting this job was a great honor and he had to fight all the way to get it.
Zi Chen said sincerely: "Your acting skills are on par with Fang Wulian's, but your skin is much thicker than his."
"Who is Fang Wulian?" the fat man asked.
"A friend of mine." Zi Chen said.
The fat man's eyes lit up and he said, "So, you also consider me a friend?"
"forget it."
Zi Chen continued to eat with his head down. This damn fat guy still refused to tell the truth. Everyone was still grabbing this crappy job. Is everyone blind?
After eating, Zi Chen continued to work, and Fatty also ran to another corner to deal with the internal organs of those strange beasts. No matter how you look at it, it is not a job worth fighting for.
After dinner, everyone left. Zi Chen continued his unfinished work. Di Wu left after watching for an hour.
The fat man didn't leave either.
When Zi Chen finished what he was doing, Fatty also stood up, and the two of them left together.
The next two days were like this.
On the way back, Zi Chen looked at Fatty and said: "Damn Fatty, tell me honestly, are you a spy sent by Di Wu? As long as I don't complete the designated task, you will expose me, right?"
The fat man looked aggrieved, "I've been doing this job for how many years. Could it be that Di Wu has the ability to predict the future and already knew that Zi Chen you would come?"
"It's okay if you don't. If I find out you snitched, I'll beat you up."
Zi Chen raised his fist, and the fat man's body trembled subconsciously, then dodged, as if he had suffered many similar hardships.
"Look at how cowardly you are. If someone punches you in the future, raise your fist and hit him back." Zi Chen unclenched his fist.
"But I can't beat them, and there are so many of them." The fat man said aggrievedly.
Zi Chen's eyes suddenly turned cold, "If you can't beat everyone, then grab the one who bullied you and beat him to death!"
The fat man shrank his neck and added: "No fighting is allowed here, let alone fighting to the death. This is the rule."
"roll!"
Zi Chen waved his sleeves, gave the fat man a reward with the word "Go", and then walked towards his room.
After returning to the room, he continued to refine the Death Soul Stone.
The energy contained in a death soul stone was completely beyond Zi Chen's imagination.
After Zi Chen became more and more proficient, Di Wu said again one morning: "Seventy animals will be decomposed today."
Five more animals were added, and the workload undoubtedly increased again.
Zi Chen didn't defend himself this time, because he already had experience. Even if his expression changed, Di Wu would deliberately increase the amount.
Moreover, the other party would also supervise the work, even when Fatty was not there, which made Zi Chen wonder if Fatty would inform.
Seventy-five, eighty.
The number is still increasing, and more than half a month has passed in a flash.
Zhang Jinjing has never been here, and no one else has come to see him. According to Zi Chen's estimation, this time to show off his power seems to be too long.
In the blink of an eye, several days passed, and Zi Chen was able to decompose eighty animals a day, much faster than before.
But the next day, Di Wu directly increased the number to one hundred per day.
This time, he didn't give Zi Chen a chance to refuse and turned around and left.
Zi Chen was left alone, and the sky was just getting brighter at this moment.
The fat man walked over from the side. This time he did not laugh at Zi Chen, but said pitifully: "You are miserable. You decompose a hundred animals a day. There has been no such person for many years."
Zi Chen frowned and fell into deep thought, "Is my prediction wrong? After this show of power, there is no inducement. Is the other party waiting for me to give in and take the initiative to come to my door?"
At this moment, the fat man picked up Zi Chen's knife and said, "Your method of decomposition seems a little wrong. Try decomposing it this way and see if it can be faster."
Zi Chen gave up his thoughts and looked at the fat man. It was impossible for him to surrender voluntarily.
there is always a solution to a problem.
The fat man held the knife in his right hand, and veins appeared on the back of his hand, as if he was accumulating strength. "It is said that those outstanding generals had a unique decomposition method at that time, which was extremely fast. Although their current achievements are not the same as those who once decomposed animal flesh."
It had nothing to do with it at the time, but it was still a good story. Take the current ten heroes as an example, even the tenth player Yao Ye had a record of 150."
The fat man looked back at Zi Chen and said: "It's one hundred and fifty during normal time periods. They don't get up early to work overtime. They have a normal rest at noon and can even leave early in the evening."
The fat man shook his hand gently, and the long knife in his hand emitted a ray of light. The blade of the knife was placed horizontally and inserted into the animal meat with its internal organs removed. With another shake of his hand, a clever force was stimulated through the blade of the knife, and the whole animal meat flew up.
The fat man's expression was unusually serious, like a swordsman who had studied sword skills for many years. He raised the sword and dropped it, and the cold light flashed.
The light of the sword came into contact with the beast's flesh. If it were a magic weapon, it would be cut through with one strike.