Chapter 3434: Time to Fuck Your Sister

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Immediately, Galen suppressed his fatigue and told me a few points to pay attention to, then waved his hand. Before I had time to stand up, he had already closed his eyelids and fell asleep.

In the end, he didn't even have time to tell me how to change jobs faster. Originally, this was what I needed most, but after entering the test world and experiencing it, I understood that if I couldn't pass the test, I would be transferred. Once I get my job, I will have to spend a lot of time growing up. I can’t afford to wait, and neither can the alliance.

Only by passing Evelina's test, and only by making good use of the almost infinite time in the test world, can I find the fastest shortcut from a rookie to a peak powerhouse, soar into the sky in reality, and regain the glory of the savior. .

Uh... Although I don't think I have any glory that can be restored, but the most important thing is momentum, momentum!

After I came out from Galen's place, I hugged the little fox again for no reason, nuzzling, nuzzling, really wanting to hug him until I went to bed at night. Unfortunately, the old drunkard's appearance broke my sweet dream. Not long after lunch, I was carried away by her like a hawk, and rushed to the training ground without mercy, and started the long-lost (?) devil training. There was a little fox in the audience, and the level of shame increased by one point. I am gratified... ...your sister!

In the evening, I was exhausted. After taking a bath, I regained some energy. I felt ready to move. I was afraid and looking forward to it. I pretended not to care. I walked to the door and pushed it open. In the dim light, I had dressed up deliberately and looked better than usual. She is also a bit of a nice little fox, sitting on the bedside like a newlywed wife.

Comrades, the biggest test has come. I closed my eyes, and my eyes seemed to shed two lines of farewell tears. Then I took a step forward resolutely, and the door slammed shut.

I don’t know what Vilas was whispering to the little fox again. Unexpectedly, there was no resistance from Tsundere. Uh-huh, could it be that... the little fox also believed those rumors? Could it be that...the little fox also wants to be a mother?

In short, the little fox without transformation is just a scumbag. It's great to be able to enter the test world alive.

"Well..." As soon as I entered the world of trials, I fell into deep contemplation.

I forgot to ask Old Man Gallen. The concept of great unification comes at the cost of life. He has clearly explained this, and I also understand it. So what about the loneliness that follows?

Although, practicing hegemony is indeed a very lonely and boring thing, but it is not impossible to stop and do other things to relieve boredom. Perhaps for old man Galen, who has no relatives and no friends, he has nothing to do except practice. There are other things to do, and it will indeed be very lonely, but for me, if I am not testing the world, I can go to the girls to relieve my boredom. Galen doesn’t know that I am testing the world, so who can claim that I will not only lose my life? , but also endure endless loneliness.

Are you afraid that I am an existence in a different dimension than Gallon, the thousand-year-old dead man? Now I am acting as the savior?

I can’t figure it out, and I don’t have time to ask. Maybe he’s trying to scare me. Forget it, I’ll figure it out if I ask again ten years later.

I also thought about what Galen said about the double loss of life caused by maintaining a hegemonic body.

In fact, even if Galen didn't say anything, I still had a vague feeling, isn't this nonsense? My life force was being depleted and lost. Don't call me an adventurer, I could sense it even as a normal person.

However, I couldn't confirm the exact amount, and now I finally got the exact answer from Galen.

Double means, double.

I counted on my fingers at that time. In other words, if I have a life span of a hundred years, I will only live for fifty years?

For some reason Galen coughed up blood again after hearing this.

Regardless of whether he is right or not, it just feels important. No wonder Galen is afraid of being dug up by Akara and the girls after his death and whipping his body. This shortens his life span too much, and it takes a huge amount of time to practice. Except for guys with special circumstances like Gallon, who dares to practice? Who can practice?

With this uneasiness, I summoned the Salted Fish Sword, which would only appear at the beginning of each trial and taunt me a few words.

"Evelina, will I die of old age in the world of trials?"

"Oh, no, your lifespan in the test world is unlimited. This is the only preferential treatment."

After a pause, its tone became disgusted and sarcastic: "After all, according to the life span of a normal person, your ending in the test world will definitely be old age and death, and you will never survive the day to complete the test. I promised not to I’m going to give you a life-or-death situation as a test, so I can only hold my nose and provide this service unwillingly.”

"Thank you very much. By the way, why are you pinching your nose? Isn't it because of the smell of salted fish emanating from you? I think it's better to find a scabbard, such as the one I gave you before. Bundle."

I was very grateful at first, but it turned out that Xianyujian was unwilling to speak properly, or unwilling to accept my gratitude. He spoke in a sarcastic and sarcastic manner, which made people unmoved.

"Go away, be careful I turn you into an old man with a white beard!" The old prank was brought up again, which made Evelina angry. Obviously she was very dissatisfied with the [new home] I gave it, and she disappeared angrily.

"Infinite lifespan..." After coming back to my senses, I muttered to myself and suddenly smiled bitterly.

The self who tested the world, except for the hatred, is a complete replica of Gallon. Now he has to embark on the path that Gallon has walked. Is this God's will?

Or... Mona Lisa's... Evelina's soft heart?

Forget it, I can’t worry about that much anymore, let’s start practicing.

First of all, maintaining the hegemonic body for more than an hour is undoubtedly a trivial matter for me who has been practicing this technique for ten years. Of course, the discomfort and powerlessness that feels like sinking into the deep sea, no matter what, There is no way to get used to it, you can only learn to tolerate it.

After an hour, my body gradually began to feel [decomposed].

The main event is here.

I was determined, and following Galen's teachings, I began to try to sense where the magic veins were, and then guide this decomposed feeling into the magic veins.

Then, it failed.

Of course, I didn’t expect to succeed the first time. This failure made me realize one thing.

The order is wrong.

You should first sense the existence of magic veins and then try, otherwise you will already be unable to withstand the dominance before you sense it.

Ah, I finally figured it out. When Gallon was giving instructions, he said lightly, "The basics of magic are very important." What did he mean?

How dare you mention such an important thing again, you bastard! Could it be that you mistakenly thought that I was an immortal magic genius, so you just mentioned it? !

Breathe in deeply, breathe out deeply, don’t get angry.

I began to sense where the magic veins are. This is not difficult for me. Although I am not an immortal magic genius, I was guided into a deeper world of magic veins by the Wife Knight. Even if I lose my werewolf transformation, this The feeling is still there.

The most important thing is that this is really not a difficult task. Most adventurers in the third world can do it. Of course, to what extent they can do it is another matter.

Soon, I sensed the location of the magic veins, and the general structural shape was outlined in my mind like a projection. This is a magic vein that is unique in the world and belongs only to me.

Of course, the magic vein does not actually have a specific shape and structure. It is not something like cells or neurons, let alone human internal organs. It has no physical form. The projection that appears in the mind is just the existence of the spiritual world on the body. The self-perception of things materializes.

Well, it's the skill of bear transformation. It is indeed the skill that I am most familiar with, and it is you.

I stopped sensing and entered the hegemonic state again. When the feeling of decomposition appeared, I immediately sensed the magical veins of the bear-man's transformation, and guided the body's feelings to the imprint of the spiritual world.

This is a very abstract process, like trying to stuff a colorful cake from reality into an ink painting, which cannot be described in words at all.

After several failures, I succeeded.

So simple?

I can hardly believe that something like this, which was completely unimaginable before, has actually happened. It’s like a dream.

No, I am indeed dreaming now.

I tried my best to calm down the excitement of wanting to wake up immediately and show off to Galen, took a deep breath, and then took another deep breath, and then finally took the first step in practice.

That's right, the last ten years of Hegemony training were just laying the foundation, not even getting started.

After taking this step, I suddenly realized that maybe I had found another answer to why Gallon said that the process of cultivation is filled with endless loneliness.

It is a very delicate operation to guide the sense of separation caused by the continuous use of hegemony into the magic mark. It feels like directing the white blood cells in the body to fight against the virus. Of course, the magic mark is not a virus, but a virus. What I am doing now is eating away at the magic brand.

Yes, use this sense of separation to eat away at the magic brand, and even more deeply, eat away at the magic veins in the body.

Just like termites gnawing at wood, little by little, little by little, every time they gnaw a little bit, the perception and understanding of the magical context in my mind becomes deeper and deeper. I don't know the part that is gnawed. Is it integrated into one's own body, or is it imprinted on the spiritual world?

However, this feeling is not pleasant, and most importantly, it is quite boring. Assembly line workers are probably ten thousand times better than this.

It seemed like a long period of time had passed. I opened my eyes and woke up exhausted.

How long has it been?

But don’t let ten years pass by in a flash. Although I am a little happy to be able to survive the time in this way, this kind of efficiency is not what I want, because the decomposition of the magical imprint of the bearman’s transformation is a big task. The project is not even one percent complete.

One year... no, half a year... no, one month is fine, one month is suitable.

I couldn't wait to look at the hourglass next to me, and my smile gradually disappeared.

It's not that it's too long for me to accept, but...but...it's too short!

I first looked at the first hourglass, which I got from searching the Mages Guild. One full hour represents a month, and there are scales on it that are accurate to the sky.

Powdered fine sand gurgled down, spreading a thin layer on the lower floor. The sand was piled up to a height that did not even cover the mark on the first day.

It's broken.

I muttered to myself and looked at the second hourglass. It was also produced by the Mages Guild. It lasted for ten days. The scale displayed on it was also less than one day.

I rubbed my temples and looked at the third hourglass, the most common hourglass on the market, representing a day.

The sand is about two-thirds of the way up.

In other words, if it is accurate, then what I just thought was a month, a year, or even ten years has actually passed less than a day.

No way……

I lay down weakly on the ground, staring blankly at the sky.

Originally, in the world of trials, it was just one night and ten years, which was inhumane. Now in the process of cultivation, you still let me live like a year?

No, no, no, wait, isn't this a good thing? Maybe in this ten years, I can decompose all thirty magic brands, and then surprise Galen, just like he heard me reveal yesterday Ba Ti maintained the same expression he felt after an hour.

To describe it in one word, it feels like a slap in the face and a sore feeling all over.

Even just to wait for this moment, I just need a reason to endure it, so...

Go ahead and get started.

I felt my stomach. I hadn't eaten for a day, so I wasn't hungry yet.

Yes, after all, I am a high-level expert in the field. This body can endure even if I don't eat or drink for ten days and a half.

So, this is telling me that you can continue practicing for up to half a month at a time. Is one day too little?

The eyes slowly, slowly, desperately closed, everything returned to silence, even the slight sound of the hourglass seemed to be swallowed by the endless silence.

A year later, Rogge Grassland...

Dozens of fallen demons screamed strangely, even abandoning their beloved little knives, and fled in all directions.

"Where are you running, eat my spear!" More than ten rays of white light were shot out almost at the same time, like Amazon's multiple arrows, hitting every escaping fallen demon accurately.

He took back the javelin in his hand and looked at the quantity. Alas, it needs to be repaired again. Forget it, it’s better not to repair it. It’s just a whiteboard anyway, forget it after use.

It was the depth of winter, and Harrogas was like a white purgatory. I couldn't stay there. I returned to Rogge Camp. I originally wanted to hunt some game for myself today, but I didn't expect that the prey would bump into this fallen demon. In the camp, so I... I, the alliance chief, conveniently hunted the camp as well.

It just dropped dozens of gold coins. I smacked my lips in disgust and pretended not to pick them up. In fact, I knew the gold coin recovery system and didn't need to go out of my way to pick them up.

He picked up the prey that was killed by the Sinking Demon and was about to throw it into the pot. He secretly thought that he was lucky. Fortunately, he didn't throw it in, otherwise he wouldn't be able to eat it. God knows what was cooked in the Sinking Demon's pot. It was thick inside. The thick layer of disgusting sticky paste is more terrifying than the old witch's black cauldron with an ominous green light.

Looking up at the gloomy sky, the cold wind blew on my face, which stung a little, but made me particularly happy to reach out and grab a handful.

Only this flowing wind and this tingling feeling can make me feel that the world has not completely stopped and that time is still passing by.

One year has only passed, but it already feels more painful than the first ten years.

So, I had to treat the old drunkard's words as farts, learn to combine work and rest, and finally I haven't gone crazy so far.

Go back and have a good meal and continue practicing?

No, no, no, I’d better read more magic books today and practice again tomorrow.

No, no, no, I’ll practice leveling again tomorrow and try my best to hit the eighty mark. Let’s talk about the training the day after.

A balance between work and rest is important.

Time, fuck your sister’s time…