"I'm not tired." The bald youth was currently arranging the food and water that the shop owner had prepared for him. He didn't even raise his head. "But you better not touch it."
Molton retracted his hand in amusement. The other party's back was clearly facing him, but it was as if he had eyes on his back. "Don't tell me it's like what you said to that guy just now, that you can't touch a living person?"
"That's not to scare him." The bald youth had already arranged the things he wanted. He took out some mutated beast teeth from his pocket and paid the bill. He turned around and nodded at Molton. "I'll be leaving now. Thank you again for your help just now."
Sigh … Molton was speechless to meet such a cool guy. He didn't have any intention of stealing the coffin from the other party. He was just curious about this kid. Most people would try to curry favor with him if they knew he was from the Federation, but this kid didn't care at all. The more he acted like this, the more interested Molton was.
"You can skip the thanks!" Molton waved his hand. He was also a free and easy person. "I'm Molton Potter. What's your name?"
"Mu Zi."
By the time the voice drifted over, the bald youth had already walked far away. His footsteps weren't fast, and his strides weren't big, but in the blink of an eye, only his back was left.
Molton was a little dumbfounded. He rubbed his eyes. Was this [Shrinking Distance]?
What the hell was this?!
Just as he was thinking about this, the sound of armor clanging could be heard.
Scarface Babulu came over with a large group of guards. "It's him!"
He pointed at Molton fiercely, but when he saw the other party's yellow skin, he couldn't help but be stunned. Previously, this guy had covered his head with a cloak, so he hadn't noticed it at all.
Yellow skin?
Then, he saw something even more frightening. There was a small ball of flame on Molton's chest. That was the emblem of the Potter family of the Freedom Federation!
This guy was a member of the Freedom Federation's aristocratic family!
Babulu's face instantly turned white.
The guard captain that had followed him here also felt a headache coming on. If this was some desolate desert, then even if this person was a noble of the Freedom Federation, he would still be able to get rid of him. However, this was the Wazina Oasis. In broad daylight, where there were a lot of people, who would actually dare to use violence against a Freedom Federation trainee? I guarantee that by nightfall, you will become the most wanted criminal in the entire Empire, the kind where your entire family will die!
Such a fellow was definitely not someone he could provoke.
Molton and the others spread their hands helplessly. They had forgotten to put on their cloaks because they were too busy chatting with the little baldy. Looking at their expressions, they knew that their identities had been exposed. It looked like they wouldn't be able to fight anymore.
The captain of the guards fiercely turned his head around. Just as he was about to reprimand Babulu, an inconceivable scene occurred.
Babulu, who had always been strong and robust, suddenly let out a miserable shriek. His entire body convulsed violently, and his eyes instantly bulged out. A faint blue fluorescence could be clearly seen on his palm, easily permeating through his entire body. Wherever it passed, all the water in his body seemed to evaporate or be sucked dry. In a short span of a dozen seconds, the previously lively and lively man had turned into a dried corpse!
"Grim Reaper! Grim Reaper! "
Everyone was dumbfounded as they scattered in all directions. Quite a few of them even knelt down in fear towards the dried corpse.
Only Molton had a solemn expression on his face. He saw an extremely faint blue fluorescence emerge from the dried corpse. Like a wisp of green smoke, it chased after the bald youth, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye!
Babulu had only touched the coffin …
Molton looked at his own hand with lingering fear in his heart. Deep dread could be seen in his eyes. Was this the world of the pyramids? It was forged between life and death …
A week of enriching lessons quickly came to an end, and a joyous weekend was about to begin. Wang Zhong planned to soak himself in the training room. He had gained a lot from his fight with Kostan. When he was young, the thing that tormented Wang Zhong the most was his weak body. Now, the strength he gained was the strength of his body.
Kostan was already a BUG, but when he encountered a heaven-defying person like Wang Zhong, he was still beaten up. Although the Fate Stone had shackled Wang Zhong's potential and brought about an unpredictable and powerful suppression, it had also brought him some benefits. This miraculous nourishment caused Wang Zhong's body to continuously grow stronger. Although it was only a very minute change, through long periods of training, this change had gradually become a kind of strength. At the same time, it had also allowed his five senses to become more transparent, allowing him to accept everything extremely quickly.
It was just like how he was able to use Emily's Flaming Lotus Dance in combat after seeing it. This kind of learning ability wasn't something an ordinary person could achieve.
Naturally, Wang Zhong relied on his reflections after a battle. The strongest aspect of a genius wasn't their superior intelligence, but rather their ability to grasp the quintessence and most accurate method of learning.
Yesterday's fellow gave Wang Zhong the feeling that he was the strongest opponent he had encountered since entering the OP. He was even stronger than Brooks!
Yesterday's Forbidden Soul Space didn't have much of a restriction on Wang Zhong. Compared to Kostan, Wang Zhong could clearly feel that Kostan's Muscle Special Ability still had a lot of room to grow. It should be due to the limitations of his soul power. This kind of special ability could only be displayed perfectly when paired with soul power. After all, other people would definitely have more experience with soul power.
Wang Zhong had won happily and fought to his heart's content. After calming down, Wang Zhong indeed had to consider his pitiful soul power. How long could he last in the high-intensity battles of the CHF?
The CHF was filled with crouching tigers and hidden dragons. If he wanted to walk further in the CHF, he would need to continuously improve his various abilities. He would also need some trump cards. From Wang Zhong's point of view, the cross wheels seemed to be a pretty good choice. Especially after Professor Moore's explanation today, he felt that he had gained a new understanding of how to use the cross wheels.
When Wang Zhong and Ma Dong arrived at the training room, everyone that should be there was already present. A large group of female screams and orgasms rang out from the third floor from time to time. Without looking, Wang Zhong knew that Grai was definitely training in the gravity room above. The second floor was rather quiet. Emily had already gotten used to closing the door to her room during assassin training. Ever since she had seen the fight between Brooks and All Mouthy King, she had received quite a bit of stimulation. For the past two days, she had been confined by herself and locked up in a small black room. Other than the clanging sounds of daggers coming from the secret room, she basically couldn't see anyone else. For young ladies of her age, even if they were new humans, training was secondary to their love of beauty. However, Emily was clearly extremely resolute on the path of an assassin. Her family's faith had imperceptibly seeped into her bones, causing her family's strength to grow stronger and stronger.
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