Roaming the universe, all thanks to your many dark skills!

The two chatted and laughed as they entered the medical office to hand over their shift. At the same time, they did not forget to chat with the nurses. After all, they would be on duty together for an entire night, so cooperation was a must.

I don’t know if Rosen’s mouth was really blessed today, or if he and Tian Yufeng are really lucky.

From the time I handed over the shift at 7pm until 11pm, apart from a few people who came to get stitches for their wounds after eating too much and falling, or old men and women from the nearby community who came to get intravenous drips, there really wasn't a single call for emergency help.

Rosen seemed quite calm now. He held a stone in his left hand and a carving knife in his right hand, carving with a creaking sound. He was immersed in the world of carving and couldn't extricate himself.

However, Tian Yufeng and the other nurses in the group looked at each other in confusion, looking quite uneasy.

After working in a hospital for a long time, especially in the emergency department, sometimes you become superstitious even if you are not.

Because this place is so evil, when there are no patients, no one comes. But when there are really patients, there will not be just one or two, but a large group, the kind that can keep people busy to death.

What they are worried about now is encountering this kind of situation, so none of them dared to let down their guard. They watched videos on their phones while staring at Corey's landline, wondering in their hearts when he would wake up.

The medical office fell into an eerie silence.

Apart from the occasional laughter in the short video, the only sound was the creaking sound made by the carving knife as it was pushed across the stone surface.

I don't know how long it was before the creaking sound suddenly stopped.

"Ding, after continuous practice, you have acquired a new skill: Decathlon 3: Sculpture. Currently, all skills covered have reached LV."

"Sculpture is a general term for the three creative methods of carving, engraving and sculpting. It refers to the art of using various plastic materials, or hard materials that can be carved or engraved to create various works."

"At your current level 3, you are not only proficient in stone carving, but also quite good at wood carving and clay sculpture. Your level is comparable to that of a provincial-level craftsman who has been focusing on this for to years."

Rosen closed his eyes and silently accepted the various carving knowledge and techniques that the system was instilling in him, as well as various insights related to it, such as how to identify wood, stone, and so on.

This knowledge seems to have nothing to do with sculpture, but in fact it is closely related. It is also very important to be well versed in this field.

Five or six minutes later, Rosen opened his eyes, looked down at the stone statue he had just carved, and suddenly he had the urge to throw it away.

Because it's too ugly.

How satisfied I was with the carving before, now I see many flaws in it.

This is normal. The gap between the entry-level stone carving and the provincial master is so huge that it is not surprising that they are not pleasing to the eye.

"Rosen, what do you want to do?" Tian Yufeng asked immediately when she saw him staring at the stone sculpture in his hand.

"I think the carving is too ugly, and I'm wondering whether to throw it away."

"This is pretty good." Tian Yufeng took it and looked at it, and said, "I like it very much. If you really don't want it, then give it to me."

"Or I can carve a better one for you. Forget this one. It's too ugly." Rosen tried to save it.

"No, I just like this one." Tian Yufeng looked at him and said, "Just tell me whether you will give it to me or not."

"Okay, take it if you want." Rosen covered his face, looking as if he couldn't bear to look any longer.

Tian Yufeng laughed when she saw this, then took the rather crude stone statue and left.

The second half of the night remained peaceful, and everyone on duty in the emergency department had a rare good sleep.

When Tian Yufeng gave Luo Sen a red envelope in the morning and asked him to go out and buy breakfast for everyone, even Luo Sen himself thought it was very strange and began to doubt whether this good luck came from him. (Note)

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"Assistant, what are the alternative worlds for my next adventure?"

"The worlds for you to choose from are: 1. Ghost Blows Out the Light: Wrath of the West, 2. Train to Busan, 3. Pacific Rim, 4. Tomb Raider: The Beginning, 5. Random."

"I choose 1 Ghost Blows Out the Light: Wrath of the West Hunan..."

"Are you willing to spend 4000 points to enter the currently selected world?"

"Yes."

"Do you want to enable permission: Travel companions? The current number of companions you can bring: 2, alternative companions: 1 Diana, 2 Luo Youwei, 3 Alita, 4 Tony Stark, 5 Bruce Banner, 6 Steve Rogers."

"no."

"Before entering the current world, did you use the authority: upstream?"

"Yes."

"The authority has taken effect. The countdown to officially entering the world is 119:59:59."

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During the Republic of China period, warlords fought each other and the people suffered.

Chen Yulou is the leader of Xiangling. He joins hands with warlord Luo Laowai to explore the Yuan Tomb in Pingshan, western Hunan, and meets the Taoist priest Partridge Whistle on the way.

The Banshan sect has never been after money or property, but only wants to find the Zhuchen Pearl that can lift the curse on their people.

In order to enter this mysterious tomb that has never been touched by anyone, the Banshan and Xiling factions formed an alliance here.

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Renjia Town, Yizhuang.

Wencai lit a handful of incense in his hand, and as the smoke swirled around him, he walked to the door and shouted, "Uncles, brothers and sisters, come back for dinner."

clap clap.

Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

The timid Wencai couldn't help but shudder with fear and dared not even breathe.

It was not until he heard the door knock again and saw that it was still early that he mustered up the courage to ask, "Who is it?"

"I've heard of Uncle Jiu's name for a long time, and I came to visit and learn from him." A man's voice came from outside the door.

When he heard it was a person, Wencai immediately felt relieved, walked over, opened the door and let the young man in.

"What's your name, young man?" Wencai looked at the elegant clothes of the man in front of him, which were much better than his own, so he thought he was a rich and powerful young man, so his attitude naturally became much better.

"My name is Rosen. I have long heard of Uncle Jiu's reputation, so I came here to learn from him."

"What can you learn from my master?" Wencai said as he led him into the charity cemetery, "As a young man from a wealthy family, you don't need to learn things like drawing talismans and catching ghosts, right?"

As he said this, he wanted to go inside, but suddenly he seemed to think of something and muttered, "We are guests, you guys eat first."

As he spoke, he walked towards the wall and pulled open a curtain, revealing a row of zombies standing in neat rows.

Each of them was dressed in an official uniform with a yellow talisman stuck on their forehead, and they looked quite imposing as they stood there.

If they were to stand in a row on each side and put a chair in front of them, it would look somewhat like a court meeting in the Golden Palace.

"You're welcome, my friends." Wencai said as he inserted a stick of incense into the incense burner in front of the zombies. He looked down and saw that the light of the oil lamp next to him was flickering and dim.

When I looked up again, I saw that the standing zombies were all staggering, as if they would jump up at any time.

"The fire cannot be extinguished. It will be troublesome if it is extinguished." Wencai said, picking up the candle wick clip next to him and pulling out a part of the wick in the oil lamp. Now the light suddenly became brighter, and the zombies immediately stood firmly.

"Fortunately, if these guys were walking in a mess, it would be really hard to catch them."

Perhaps he was used to staying alone in the charity cemetery, Wencai kept muttering to himself, as if he had completely forgotten that Rosen was by his side.

He then took the incense and went to the coffin next to him to burn incense, muttering, "It's time to eat."

Watching him busy, Rosen suddenly felt that he was a little slow in reality, just like in the plot, but he was indeed a good person.

After all, if we treat the dead well, how can we treat the living any worse?

At this moment, Wencai discovered that the incense he had inserted into a coffin had disappeared.