At the moment the label was condensed, Feng Xue thought that he was finally going to evolve and get the first weird talk entry. However, soon, he realized that he was thinking too much.
Because the word condensed has nothing to do with the [Demon] tag that has been growing steadily recently, it is a completely independent new tag-
[Instructor].
"Instructor? Why is it an instructor? Well, by the way, I almost forgot that there is a golden bell cover." Feng Xue frowned and began to wonder how long he had been lying in this garbage dump.
After all, theoretically speaking, at the speed of the official side, if they want them to really start spreading their own information, they must at least confirm that the Golden Bell cover is harmless. In Feng Xue's mind, it should be
It is impossible to do it.
But the problem is that considering that his body has not healed itself, it will not take longer than three months to die.
"It's impossible that a little genius has a clear understanding of the 'technical creator' without the official promotion, right?"
Feng Xue thought of this and felt more and more likely, especially the word [instructor], which has a strong military style. In other words, although she didn't meet, she was covered by a certain Golden Bell or Bu Tiange.
The practitioner unilaterally identified as a "instructor".
When he checked the [Recognition] provided by this tag, he became more and more sure of this guess, because the [Recognition] provided by this tag was just like the [Demon] tag before, there was a clear climax.
According to the experience of the Demon Tag, Feng Xue speculated that this is a question of how much [knowledge] is provided by people with different levels of awareness. He is not clear about the specific values, but roughly speaking, it is probably "just heard of it."
This level can provide one or two towers per day, and "believing that 'this thing' absolutely exists" can provide the feeling of three or four hundred towers per day.
Nowadays, the "ambulance demon" may have become a kind of rumor because of the lack of victims, so most of them are just heard of. However, the martial arts provided by this "martial arts master instructor" are real, and more than a dozen believe in themselves.
The existence of [knowledge] providers also seem to be very reasonable.
Just as Feng Xue was pondering about the newly emerging label, the chill on her neck became sharper and sharper. The girl who seemed to be only ten years old pushed the sharp weapon in her hand forward without hesitation, while
Oppressing Feng Xue's Adam's apple, frowned and said:
"I'll ask you again! Don't want to play tricks! Say it quickly!"
Feng Xue then remembered that his life was still in the hands of others, and it was a little funny for a moment. It was not that he lacked a sense of crisis, but that he had no fear of death at all, or that if it weren't for being buried alive before, he
I just gave myself a knife, but I could still be resurrected anyway. Compared to being paralyzed here for a few months, the short-term side effects of the resurrection props are nothing.
As for committing suicide by biting your tongue... Just kidding, the way to commit suicide by biting your tongue is to choke to death, but can you not breathe at all?
But now everyone has been dug up, and using resurrection props means that it is very likely that the items will not be recycled. After thinking for a while, he decided to struggle:
"I am a scavenger, a man, and have no accomplices. I have fallen from above because of a landslide and have been buried alive here. I am not a slave trader, I have never captured slaves or purchased slaves, and I have a teaching position.
Class tags can impart some knowledge…”
Listening to the seriously injured man in front of him quickly reporting his worth, Vera's expression was still cold, but Vera's expression was not tense and said:
"Villa, he said he has a teaching class label!"
"Shut up, I heard it!" Vera glared at her stupid brother, and did not dig out Feng Xue, and looked at him condescendingly-
"You're not trying to trick our base camp and send messages to your accomplices?"
Feng Xue smiled self-deprecatingly when she heard this:
"You should know how long this pile of garbage has fallen? I've been buried for so long and no one has come to save me. Can't it mean that I don't have any accomplices?"
"What he said seems to make sense!" Vero said carefully. Vera immediately raised her hand, but was avoided by Vero who was prepared. He narrowed his eyes and said with a very clever look:
"I knew I wanted to hit me again! But what if I asked you to hit me? You still can't deal with it. If you kill me directly, it will be troublesome. Why don't we ask the village chief?"
"No." Vera shook her head and said decisively:
"If you tell the village chief, you will definitely be taught a lesson!"
"Then there is nothing to do. Let him wait for death by himself." Vero spread his hands and said cruel lines in a very naive tone.
Vera sighed, looked at Feng Xue's clothes, and nodded gently:
"That's all. When he starves to death, his body will belong to us..."
"Hey, this is completely different from what I imagined. These two little guys are really only ten years old?!" Feng Xue heard the two of them not shy about their words, and her right hand, buried in the stone, suddenly felt even more crowded.
Although he would be able to recover if he was left here for another month or two, no one knew if there would be any accidents in the past two months.
Now he is not as thick as before, and he is wasted any resurrection props such as bad signs.
Thinking of this, he immediately spoke:
"I'm afraid it won't work when I starve to death. After all, I've already had a strange story. If I want to exhaust my [knowledge], at least I have to wait until people in the real world completely forget me. It may take several years or even more than ten years.
, and the [knowledge] I have stored is millions, and it is no problem to last for decades. Compared to letting me die, I have other suggestions."
"You said." Vera's weapon was still pressing against Feng Xue's throat, and she said in a look of expectation. She didn't know what "strange news" is, nor did she know what the real world means, but millions of them are
[Know] She can still understand such things.
Feng Xue received permission and immediately said:
"I know a lot of knowledge, whether it is cultural or combat, which can help you to gather labels. At the same time, I am a copywriter and the kind who can copy real books. This should be very precious to you, right?
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"Didn't you think I'll save you?" Vera seemed a little moved, but she still didn't want to let go. "How do I believe that after saving you, you won't be merciful and revenge?"
When Feng Xue heard this, she immediately knew there was a chance and immediately responded:
"We can sign a contract for Infinity City notarization, and now my bones are broken. Even if you dig me out, I am still a disabled person and there is no threat."
"I haven't heard of contracts or something!" Vera muttered in her heart, but when she turned her eyes, she said:
"In this way, you teach us something first. As long as I confirm that you have real materials, I will dig you out. What do you think?"