Chapter 4: Windfall
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Of course, I am afraid that Ling Qi is the only one who can maintain this mood.
The death of the female captain hit him a little, but fortunately it had nothing to do with human affection, just a cold tooth that faced the price to be paid to gain strength.
Although not all power is obtained with life, it is something that he still covets.
Acknowledging it and understanding it does not mean that you can accept it, especially when facing reality.
Baurus gathered the corpse of the female captain, looked at the hideous and unfamiliar old face, and wept silently.
Grant was also in a bad mood, but much better than Paulus, at least he didn't lose his comrades and goddesses at the same time, and he was even a little glad that the old emperor was unharmed.
Nodding at Ling Qi and beckoning him to his side, the man showed with his actions that he remembered Ling Qi's previous reminder and kindness.
The old Emperor walked up to Paulus, patted him on the shoulder, and prayed a few words for his faithful female bodyguard.
Looking at the corpses around him, the fishy stench in the air reminded several people at all times how bad the situation was!
After a moment of silence, Baurus resolutely made the most correct decision to temporarily abandon the body of the goddess in his heart.
The safety of the emperor is more important than anything else.
It's just that when he stood up, he glanced at Ling Qi's gaze, full of hatred.
Just as he was about to talk to Gran Rui, brushing up on his friendliness by the way, Ling Qi suddenly felt a cold vest, and when he turned around quietly, he saw that it was a silent guard holding the hilt of a knife.
With a sudden suddenness in his heart, Ling Qi lowered his head, and a little anger flashed in his eyes.
Picking up their feelings, a few people moved on. Just walked down the steps, only more than 100 meters forward, is a small hall, facing the stairs is an iron door.
Fang Cai's battles were all fought on the upper floors of the platform, and the bottom was relatively clean, but unfortunately the smell in the air was still strong.
Looking back, Ling Qi's heart was palpitating, and there was some indescribable impatience.
Because of the mysterious voice, everything he saw in front of him always made him unconsciously associate with the word "game", so he had a little awareness of "touching the corpse"!
No matter how bad it is, the equipment on those people is much better than his bare-handed prison uniform. Anyway, the dead can't use anything outside of their body, and making the best use of things can always make the living live longer, right?
Of course, he clearly felt the strange silence of the few people around him, and naturally he would not die to do that kind of thing.
"Your Majesty, this is it. ā
Paulus, who took the lead, walked to the door, took out a bunch of keys from his arms, and without opening them, he turned around and glared at Ling Qi.
That indifferent expression is a good illustration of some problems.
Grant moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but saw the old emperor shake his head at him.
This loyal guard remained silent in the silence of the emperor after all.
Glancing apologetically at Ling Qi, Gran Rui turned his head away.
The old emperor's kind smile, Bao Lus's undisguised malice, and Gran Rui's helplessness, seeing this, Ling Qi's heart was slightly cold, and he subconsciously took a few steps back.
Is this -- going to be abandoned?
Then everything he has just done, and how he behaves when he is in danger, has not become useless?
Perhaps, in their eyes, they are always just a burden, just like the black elf with a cheap mouth said.
However, the old emperor's previous attitude towards him was obviously not to watch him die!
Thinking about it alone, Ling Qi retreated with interest, and watched a group of three people open the iron door, rushing in, and then slammed, separating two worlds from one door!
Fang Cai was still complaining in his heart that someone was not good at "touching the corpse", and in a blink of an eye, he became a loner, and the opportunity came too quickly, and even caught him off guard.
quickly calmed down, and didn't complain about anything, just like Ling Qi didn't treat them as his own and wouldn't grieve for their deaths, why should others be responsible for his life?
Rushing up the stairs, he already knew what the most important guarantee to survive in this savage world was - strength!
The target was the female captain, the armor of the equipment summoned by the assassin through magic had disappeared as soon as his life dissipated, and he really didn't want to rummage through the piles of "water".
The only ones that are relatively well-preserved and not so disgusting are the two weapons of the female captain and a majestic battle armor.
Ling Qi didn't have any thoughts of respecting the deceased, but reality hit him again.
Xing Chong picked up the helmet worn on the corpse of the female guard, and the heavy feeling in his hand made his originally calm face slightly gloomy!
It looks like a layer of iron sheet, much heavier than expected, a helmet weighs more than ten pounds, and a set of armor doesn't cost hundreds of pounds?
Just kidding, hundreds of pounds of heavy armor, is this what a person can wear?
God knows what kind of metal it is, it's not too thick and a layer is so heavy.
Not to mention hundreds of catties, thirty or forty catties of armor draped on the body are enough to make it difficult for ordinary people who have not received relevant training to move, not to mention that Ling Qi is not strong among ordinary people.
Originally, he expected that even if the armor was heavier, in order to enhance the defense, the advantages of wearing a part selectively would always outweigh the disadvantages.
Now, of course, he doesn't have such ridiculous thoughts anymore.
When he tried to pull the long and narrow straight knife out of its scabbard again, and lifted it slightly, his face suddenly became even more ugly.
With a "bang", the standard weapon of the Blade Guard was directly thrown aside by him.
Too heavy, at least twenty or thirty pounds, much heavier than the predicted dozen pounds.
He was almost certain that none of this was made of steel!
Fortunately, he picked up the last short sword without much hope, and the weight of six or seven catties made him happy.
Although this steel dagger looks the most ordinary and has the lowest value among these equipment, it is also the most suitable for him now.
glanced at the armor on the female captain with a little pity, the whole set of armor and weapons is worth a lot of money, but it's a pity that he understands the truth of being greedy and not chewing.
Just as he shook his head and was about to get up, the red light flashing between the collars of the female guards caught his attention!
Stick your hand in, the viscous plasma is disgusting, but the cold touch brings unexpected surprises!
Looking at the slightly quaint gold ruby necklace in his hand, Ling Qi showed a satisfied smile on his face for the first time.
"Ding, congratulations on getting the intermediate magic item, the Wind Sharps Talisman! This item is a special item, and you can't bring it back to the reincarnation space directly after the mission is over. ā
The mysterious voice once again explained to him, proving that the necklace was worth even more than armor made of unknown metal.
"Wind Warrior Talisman: A talisman containing the power of the red wind, which, when worn, increases physical dexterity and slightly increases proficiency in light-bladed weapons. ā
"Mind you, this is a special magical item, unique, and legend has it that it holds a great secret. ā
Needless to say, Ling Qi directly wiped the necklace clean and brought it on, although listening to the meaning of the mysterious voice, it should be difficult for this thing to be taken to that reincarnation space. But as long as it can improve his survivability, even if it is temporary, it is a rare good thing.
As soon as he put on this necklace, a breath of fresh air immediately came from top to bottom, penetrating the whole body, feeling like a legendary internal force, but this power obviously did not obey his command.
With a slight swing of his arm, Ling Qi felt that his body had become more dexterous, and he pulled out his short sword again, and the unfamiliar weapon also had a familiar feeling.
Concentrating, he called out the properties panel, and a blue transparent list appeared in front of him.
"The personal attributes panel opens, and the character attributes are as follows. ā
"Race: Human. ā
"Gender: Male. ā
"Name: Ling Qi. ā
"Age: 28. ā
"Basic attributes: Strength (8), Agility (11), Constitution (9), Intelligence (14), Spirit (12), Perception (15), Charisma (14), Will (16). ā
Note: The average value of all basic attributes of normal adult male humans in the plane where the chosen one is located is 10, and luck is a hidden attribute, which is unknown for the time being. ā
"Basic Skills: Intermediate Chemistry, Elementary Mathematics, Basic Management, Basic Psychology, Elementary Swordsmanship (Swift Wind Warrior Talisman). ā
"Special Skill: Wind Grace (Level 2) (Wind Sharpness Talisman). ā
The stats remain the same, except for the addition of two green temporary skills to the skill slot.
Ling Qi was silent as if he had realized something.
He tried to pick up the helmet and long knife beside the female captain again, but they were still heavy and completely unsuitable for him.
There was no disappointment, everything was expected.
Re-examined the body of the female captain, rummaged through it from top to bottom, and found nothing but a small leather purse containing some gold and silver currency.
He didn't waste time, and no one knew if there was a tracker behind him.
After a hurried search of the corpses of the assassins who seemed to be relatively intact around, he found nothing except a primary magic ring on the hand of the assassin mage that was temporarily unusable and was also reminded that it could not be directly brought back to the reincarnation space.
"What a bunch of poor ghosts. ā
No potions, no potions, just blood, unlike most of the games he'd played before, reminded him once again that this was a real world.
hesitated whether to change into a red robe and change his appearance.
But in the end, he gave up, after all, this kind of behavior is irrational without knowing anything.
The red robe was a sign that covered the head and face, and no one knew who was who, and at first glance it seemed that it could be used to infiltrate the Assassins.
But he was an outsider after all, and if he blended in with the assassins, he would be easily discovered, and his feet would be exposed in a matter of minutes.
If you are misunderstood by people from other camps, there is no place to reason. The strength of the Bolus people made him feel more chilled than the Assassins.
On top of that, none of the clothes on these corpses were clean and intact, they were all slimy and soaked in blood. Only those two magical items, as soon as they were wiped clean, did not seem to have blood stuck to them, which also proved that they were indeed extraordinary.
Dressed in thin prison clothes, he returned to the iron gate.
Estimating that the person on the other side should have gone far, he tried to open the door to survival.
However, after changing several ways in a row, pushing, pulling, and smashing, the iron door was stunned and did not move.
Ling Qi was silent for a moment, then suddenly thought of the mechanism in the cell.
Before he could act-
"Whoa!"
A stone wall on the right side of the body suddenly collapsed, revealing a gap for people to walk!