Chapter 6 Experiment

No matter how we plan, the first thing is to prevent Tang San from coming into contact with the Immortal Grass!

Otherwise, if it was destroyed by his kiss of a snow-colored swan, where could I find such a good place to improve myself?

Fairy grass, a treasure of heaven and earth, naturally belongs to those with virtue.

Fang Ling has already suffered mentally, exhausted his muscles and bones, suffered from hunger and poverty. It's time for his luck to change.

After daydreaming for a while, Fang Ling came back to his senses.

People should not be too ambitious. They should focus on the future as well as the present path.

Compared to the City of Slaughter, the Great Fighting Spirit Arena is much easier.

The killing inside is open and honest, and there are no restrictions. As long as one is a soul master, one can go in and fight.

When faced with financial incentives, there is never a shortage of life-and-death battles.

However, Fang Ling still needs to become at least a first-ring soul master before he can go.

This is really awkward.

If I rely on practicing slowly and adding a little bit every year, how long will it take to become a ring?

Do I really have to kill people?

But killing indiscriminately is a dead end!

Fang Ling knew with his toes that his upgrade speed was definitely not as fast as the speed at which the Spirit Hall captured people.

I washed my face with cold water to clean the blood that had already formed into scabs on my face, and at the same time to sober myself up.

While searching the corpse for spoils, Fang Ling was thinking.

"Does it have to be killing, or is just the act of killing effective?"

"If it's effective, can it kill mice? What about bugs? What about soul beasts?"

"They are all living things. The panel shouldn't only recognize humans and look down on rats and soul beasts, right?"

Have to try catching mice later.

Thinking of the key point, Fang Ling's mouth corners curled up unconsciously.

Then he paused his groping hand and kicked the corpse on the ground.

His smiling face changed slightly, he spat and cursed: "Damn it, why are you so poor?"

The trap was expended, but nothing was found.

The only clothes of some value were torn and soaked with blood, which could not be washed out at all.

Although he guessed that there was a high probability that the sneak attack would not involve any debris, he still felt extremely unhappy.

I don't know where the old beggar lives, but I can't get anything for free!

Fang Ling recognized who the person was.

It was the old beggar he greeted today, one of the losers who tried to compete with him for territory.

I've lived in peace for half a year, but I didn't expect that they would dare to come and assassinate me in the middle of the night.

He probably came here because he saw the proof in Fang Ling's hand and was afraid that he would seek revenge after becoming a soul master.

This is purely judging others by one's own mean character. Is Fang Ling such a petty person?

Hehe~ The old beggar guessed it right, it's true!

Those who once wanted to seize his territory were not good people.

I don't know how many lives he has on his hands. He is very cruel. There is no need to pity him.

Every one of them will be settled one by one in the future.

He is so vindictive.

Fang Ling knew why the old beggar didn't come in through the main gate, and he was able to avoid so many traps.

I have been tricked before!

Last time, I came in through the main gate, fell into a trap, and was nearly beaten to death.

So the old beggar was extra careful this time. He did not choose the seemingly easy way through the dilapidated main gate, but instead climbed over the wall to come in.

He was determined to kill Fang Ling.

Unfortunately, he was careful, but Fang Ling was even more careful.

There are traps on the wall!

It is specifically designed to guard against people who climb over the wall.

In addition to this, what the old beggar might not have expected was that there were more traps in the grass than he thought.

There are also traps on the trees, which are three-dimensional attacks, forming a trap array.

If you don't pay attention and get hit by one, you will lose focus and lose your posture in the pain, and you will get hit by several in succession!

He used up a lot of traps, and the old beggar's death was not unjust.

Finding nothing, Fang Ling suppressed his nausea and began to dismember the body.

Because he was still young and weak, the entire body could not be dragged, and it was not convenient to dig a large hole, so they just buried him piece by piece.

In his past and present lives, although this was his first time killing someone, he had skinned rats many times after becoming a beggar.

My hands were already covered in blood, so I could still bear it.

Then they worked hard all night, and at dawn the next day, they finally buried the old beggar in the ground.

Fang Ling yawned and felt sleepy.

After working hard all night, I finally got the matter over with.

Although no other trophies were found, the dagger was really good.

The streamlined blade is perfectly integrated with the handle, and the blade is forged from the finest steel. After countless times of hammering and polishing, the surface presents a deep blue-gray color.

It should be made of soft steel wrapped in hard steel. The blade is a hard silver-white metal that can reflect a faint cold light in the dark, like a cold ray cutting through the night sky.

He didn't get hurt at all by the clash with Fang Ling's sickle.

No, it should be said that it was a blessing that the sickle spirit did not cause any damage.

In short, this knife is truly extraordinary and worth Fang Ling's hard work for a whole night.

No matter where the old beggar got this dagger, it will be his from now on.

Insert the knife into the ordinary leather sheath.

Fang Ling resisted the urge to sleep and took off his clothes.

There was blood on his face, so his clothes were naturally stained.

The blood can't be washed off, so use it as kindling.

After spending some time rearranging the traps, setting new rat traps, and cleaning the blood stains on the haystack, Fang Ling finally couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell into a deep sleep in the room.

When I woke up again it was already afternoon.

The sun sets in the west.

Hungry, empty stomach.

After cooking a simple meal, he went to check the mousetrap.

The strength of the old traps was adjusted, and three new ones were set up. Among the many traps, a total of three were triggered.

One was not caught, one ran away, and only one mouse took the bait.

Being dying.

But the faint rise and fall of its chest told Fang Ling that the mouse was still alive and well!

Fearing that it would die too quickly, he immediately displayed his martial spirit.

A sharp sickle flashed by and the mouse was immediately beheaded.

Bright red blood gushed out from the severed wound, which was a little more cruel than killing someone in the dark night.

But Fang Ling didn't have time to pay attention to these things. His mind was fixed on the gray illusory progress bar in his eyes.

Grow longer!

It's really grown!

But the magnitude is pitifully small, only one in ten thousand.

Killing rats also adds a progress bar, proving that points can be gained by just killing them.

Just like the spirit ring, you need to kill it yourself.

Because he caught at least a hundred mice for food the previous year.

However, in order to ensure that the mice would not escape, the traps were set to be relatively powerful, and all the mice found during the day were dead.

Now that you know how to gain points by killing, how can you speed up the process?

If you choose to gain points by killing rats, you need to kill 10,000 rats...

So stupid.

Not to mention whether there are any in Nottingham City, how long will it take to catch 10,000 of them?

Judging from the growth rate of the progress bar, body shape or the energy of heaven and earth contained in the body is the key.

Soul Master cannot kill him.

In order to avoid being wanted and not having to resort to the slow process of gaining points by killing rats, one had to find a large one that was easy to kill and could be killed repeatedly as a source of point growth.

For example - a slaughterhouse.

Fang Ling's eyes glowed with gold.

In the slaughterhouse, pigs, cows, sheep and the like are all fixed in place and their throats can be cut with a knife, making them much easier to kill than humans.

And maybe you can make some money and reduce your food expenses.

A slaughterhouse may lack anything except meat. In Douluo Continent, people despise the offal and not many people want them.

He wants it!

This is an excellent source of meat.

Fang Ling thought about this and nodded secretly.

Going to the slaughterhouse, he happens to know someone who might be able to help—

The fat butcher's shop owner.

Fang Ling didn't want anything else. He just wanted him to provide a channel for himself, a future combat soul master, to enter the slaughterhouse. That wasn't too much, right?

Tang San could go for iron work after class, so why couldn't he go for pig slaughtering?

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. Fang Ling wanted to run over to find him right away.

Unfortunately, it was getting late and the butcher shop was already closed.

I don't know where others live, so I can only go there tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)