Introduction: Common game props are used to replenish vitality and physical strength. After taking them, they can treat most internal and external trauma and cannot relieve toxins, but they can repair the damage to the body by toxins.
Note: You need to eat it with the bottle!
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"Hehe, I'm so happy to eat the bottle together!" Feng Xue threw the salt in her hand back on the sofa, then picked up the blood bottle and licked it.
Well, it's not rock candy or something, it should be a glass bottle - or a crystal bottle.
Can this thing be eaten?
Is there any internal bleeding caused by the blood?
After thinking about it, Feng Xue decided to sell this thing on the black market. Since those suckers could not see the content of the notes, maybe this kind of potion could be sold at a good price.
As for him, it is enough to have the quiet boots. After all, taking a sip of medicine during the battle will disrupt the rhythm. It is still a bit difficult to eat the baby's fist-sized glass bottle...
Thinking of this, Feng Xue no longer paid attention to this bottle of potion, but instead focused on the last "Diary of the Madman".
After calming his breathing for a little while, Feng Xue decided to invest more this time.
He clicked on the crazy elements, and then directly pressed 9999 in the input column of [Recognition]. As the confirmation button was pressed, the entire madman's diary began to twist.
However, unlike the previous recast twist, this twist is more like an expansion from the inside out. The originally thin booklet just swelled in front of Feng Xue, and it expanded into a book that was ten centimeters thick.
A large body full of strange symbols.
I don’t know if it’s because of the power of translating konjac or Infinite City, Feng Xue saw clearly the meaning of the symbols in this book—
history.
"I'm... shipped?" Feng Xue did not immediately get in touch with the book, but instead took two steps back because he instinctively felt that a illusion history book refined with the diary of a madman and the elements of crazy,
Definitely not a good thing.
Quickly cut out the recognition function, and the properties of the illusion also appear in your eyes—
Name: The History of Phantoms and Eaters
Elements: [Eat Man], [Book], [History], [Crazy]
Introduction: A "History Encyclopedia" that looks ordinary, with the words "benevolence, righteousness and morality" written on each page. But if someone reads it through the cracks, it will be eaten by it.
Note: Don't ask me how to read through the cracks of the characters!
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"Bao!" Feng Xue flew up and stabbed the seal of the book. A strange blood surged out of the "wound". The sticky red color made Feng Xue quite uncomfortable.
Feng Xue did not hesitate, and swung the knife in her hand more quickly, because he didn't even know whether the words on the seal of the book were also considered to be viewed from the cracks of the characters.
A magical illusion book was shattered in an instant and turned into pieces of paper on the ground, but Feng Xue did not feel sad at all and instead breathed a sigh of relief.
Living in Infinity City for so long, he also understood the horrifying rules of "setting more than the sky" in this world. If you say you eat people, you can eat people. Once the rules are triggered, as long as you don't have the corresponding elements (such as [non-human]),
It will be eaten by it.
It was smelted at the wreckage of the book that was scattered. Feng Xue tried to recycle something. Although the illusion object was destroyed, it would become a fake object (except for special elements), it was actually a whole, and it was smelted to a piece.
For all of them, there is no bug in splitting into hundreds of parts and melting them separately.
When the wreckage of the phantoms disappeared, Feng Xue's brows rose slightly, because this time, he seemed to have really made something good-
Elements, [Books].
"Hehe, isn't this the skill book admission ticket?"
Feng Xue looked at the elements of this book and showed a very handsome smile on her face, but then he squeezed his cheeks hard and forced his misconduct back.
"Refining illusion objects, then destroying and recycling the elements of the book seems to be a good way, but the books themselves are a bit difficult to refine. Speaking of which, is it because I have voted 9999 before?"
Feng Xue looked at the book elements in the element column and couldn't help feeling restless. However, he did not rush to calm down, but instead tried to calm himself down, took out the secret book of the Thirteen Swords of the Death, and copied it again.
This time I used not cursive script, but hard pen and regular script.
This time, Feng Xue copied it very seriously, as if she wanted to inject his spirit into it. As his swordsmanship improved, he could already understand the first six swords of this death-taking Thirteen Swords.
Although it cannot be said that it is available everywhere, it should be able to use it after a short period of practice.
But now is not the time to think about these things. When a secret book was copied again, Feng Xue still slowly bound it with needle and thread, and cut it around with a switch knife.
"Well, then go to the black market to place an order and ask if there are any illusions such as sewing machines. It would be even better if this secret book could be locked in one side." Feng Xue still felt a little regretful about the secret book he made.
But his needlework is obviously not enough to allow him to complete the high-end operation of manual edge locking.
After a little regret, he carefully put the [book] elements into the book, and then invested the [knowledge] of 9999.
Later ...
Nothing happened.
No, it happened!
Just as the book elements were integrated into the secret book, the elements in Feng Xue's body began to distort and aggregate again. Feng Xue is not unfamiliar with this feeling, which is a sign of the condensation of [label].
Although the label of [Bookbook Copyer] condensed in his body, Feng Xue felt very strange. It was not that he had not been melted and recast in Infinite City, but in the past, Infinite City did not create illusions because of him.
Just give him a blacksmith label if you have any objects and weapons!
Or go further, not counting as skill CDs, he has already produced two secret books, so why is he just giving him this label now?
Could it be that there is a quantity limit?
Or is it because I copied books seriously before?
Feng Xue didn't know the specific reason, and there was no specific method of condensation in the label of [Bookbook Copyer]. He roughly examined the label, but was surprised to find that one of the elements had been activated-
【copy】.
"Can the copying elements be activated further improve the speed and accuracy of copying text?" Feng Xue sensed the function of the tag, roughly browsed the catalog of knowledge given by the copyist, and found that most of them were how to restore books as much as possible.
After the original skill, I temporarily retracted my attention and bet on the secret book of "The Thirteen Swords of the Death".
However, what disappointed and surprised him was that this secret book did not become a illusion, but became a fake object with elements, just like the pocket watch that only had two elements [time] and [stop].
【Books】,【Sword Technique】,【Assassin】
Among the three elements on the pseudo-object, [books] were obviously invested by themselves, and the next two seemed to be suddenly changed, but looking at these two elements, Feng Xue had some idea inexplicably...
Regarding books that can be remembered, this varies from person to person.
I basically follow my own situation, because when I was a child, I was looking for books at home to read. I found a collection of Lu Xun's essays that I didn't know if it was insect-eaten or rat bitten. The prologue and the main story of Ah Q were chewed off.
Half of it, followed by the madman's diary, medicine, white light, Kong Yiji, etc. I couldn't understand it at the time, but I thought the words were very interesting, so I just read them as a pastime. When I grew up, I had to memorize the text, so I naturally had a deep impression.
.In addition, there are also Scholars who can recite a few articles, but it is impossible to write a word for each word. At most, I can make a rough idea.
In contrast, I can only recite the three-character classics of the Hundred Family Names and I can only recite twenty or thirty sentences. As for ancient poems, it is okay to recite a few poems, but I only remember a few famous lines for many poems, so I can recite them.
I really can't do this if I publish a collection of dozens of poems.
In short, what books a person can remember are closely related to his own experience. Perhaps what you remember more deeply is the Thousand Characters and Hundred Family Names, which may be the Analects of Confucius, but others may not remember them.