Slay the God: Jar Merchant, General Zhao Opens the Forbidden Ruins

"Fatty, your manual is useless!"

When Tianping saw the clothes that Pangpang opened, there was a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

After playing around just now, Li Shaoming suppressed his sadness, went back to his room to change into the clothes of the love of his life, and then returned to the topic.

Pangpang knocked open the remaining jars, and several items flew out, all of which were common clothes found on the street.

Tianping thought it was just ordinary clothes, but when he thought of Pangpang's nervous look, he couldn't help but speak with a bit of sarcasm.

but.

The reversal is coming.

When Li Shaoming saw those clothes and then looked at Pang Pang, there was a strange look in his eyes.

Lin Qiye also noticed Li Shaoming's expression at this time and asked, "Brother Li, judging from your expression, these clothes have special uses, right?"

"Yes?"

When Pangpang heard this, his eyes lit up and he raised his head with eyes full of expectation.

"Brother Li, please tell me, are these clothes artifacts?"

"They're not divine artifacts, but those clothes are not ordinary clothes."

Li Shaoming pointed at one of the gray undershirts.

"That's called the Anti-Injury Short Sleeve. When you wear it, any time you get attacked, 1% of the damage will be reflected back to the attacker."

Hongying's eyes lit up: "So, isn't that the armor in the game?"

"Divine clothing!"

Pangpang also understood. He picked up the clothes and rubbed them on his face, with a trace of crystal saliva flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Put on this dress, and whoever dares to hit me next time, I'll kill him."

"Anyone dares."

Leng Xuan crossed his arms across his chest.

"It only restores 1%, but you still have to bear 99% of the damage. From this perspective, restoring armor is not very useful."

"Yes!"

Pangpang obviously thought of this problem at this time, and became unhappy instantly, with a bottle of soy sauce in his mouth.

but.

Li Shaoming's next words instantly turned the cloudy sky into sunny.

"A single piece of knuckle armor isn't very useful, but those pieces of clothing form a complete set."

"The other few items, in the game's parlance, are for increasing health."

"If Fatty puts on those clothes, he'll instantly turn into a blood bull. His body will be comparable to that of a pure-blooded Chuan Realm warrior. Even if he stands there and lets someone at the peak of the Chi Realm punch him, the one who will die in the end will be the Chi Realm warrior."

Hearing this, Pangpang laughed again, holding a few pieces of clothes and touching them lovingly. If the occasion did not allow it, he would have wanted to change into them on the spot.

But what made him feel a little sorry was that the colors of the clothes were grayish blue, and he didn't like clothes of these colors very much.

But compared to life, let the issue of color go to hell!

"Stop being silly."

Yuan Gang stepped forward.

"It's getting late, and training is about to start. Fatty, you and Qiye should go back first. We'll go back after we finish opening the cans."

"Okay, okay."

Fatty stood up.

"Brother Li, Brother Qiye and I will go back first."

Li Shaoming nodded: "Go!"

Fatty took out the portal with satisfaction, then walked through it side by side with Lin Qiye and returned to the training camp.

"Clap clap clap!"

Li Shaoming waited for them to leave and clapped his hands twice.

"Who of you will drive now?"

"Me first."

Zhao Kongcheng hurriedly walked out of the queue and took two steps to the jar.

"Brother, don't open it yet. Have you forgotten the book?" Yue Gui saw him raise the hammer and quickly reminded him.

"What do you know?"

"Twenty jars!"

"Don't rush to use the treasure book. I can guarantee that the first few jars will not open anything good. The treasure book should be saved for later use. That way the probability of opening a divine artifact will increase."

Zhao Kongcheng ignored the advice and picked up the hammer to smash the three jars.

"Congratulations to Lao Zhao for winning a portion of exquisite barbecue."

"Congratulations to Lao Zhao for winning a dozen Wahaha ice beers."

"Congratulations to Lao Zhao for winning a pair of disposable gloves."

Li Shaoming congratulated.

But Zhao Kongcheng was not happy: "Why do you want to give out things? I want the empty jars from before, not these foods!"

"The mat is best when it's empty. Please stop opening these useless things!"

When everyone heard these words, they were speechless, but a sentence popped up in their hearts.

Lao Zhao has been upgraded.

Metaphysics is becoming more and more complicated.

"Come on, come on!"

Li Shaoming came to the speechless crowd with barbecue and Wahaha.

"It's freshly baked, and it doesn't look as ugly as that thing just now. Come and try it, it's very fragrant. The only drawback is that it lacks a little spiciness."

Everyone rolled their eyes. He kept bringing it up again and again. Was he trying to disgust them?

but.

Smelling the aroma of the barbecue, everyone took a piece to taste.

"It's quite fragrant. The roasted lamb doesn't have any fishy smell at all. It's really good." Wu Xiangnan chewed it carefully and then praised.

The others also nodded continuously, wanting to eat another piece after eating one. In just one minute, the barbecue was divided up completely.

Zhao Kongcheng had already opened ten jars at this time and was looking at the food in front of him with a confused look on his face.

"What happened today?"

“Why is it that the food served is not barbecue or other food?”

"It shouldn't be!"

"Could it be that the can knows that I will be leaving Cangnan for a while today, and these foods are for me to see off?"

"Suck it."

Hongying took a bowl of noodles, took a bite, and said incoherently.

"Old Zhao, keep cooking. The food you're serving is quite delicious. Please speed up a bit. We haven't had enough yet!"

Each of them had food in their hands, including buns and fried dough sticks.

Uzumaki was holding a lobster leg bigger than his face in his hand and was happily chewing on it.

"Old Zhao, you're right. It's possible that the can knew you were leaving and gave you this farewell meal. Don't let the can down. Come and try it. It tastes amazing."

Zhao Kongcheng was a little anxious when he saw the food being taken away one by one: "Leave some for me."

In the end, he only managed to snatch back one bun. Looking at everyone's happy expressions, he took a big bite of the bun.

Who knows.

A mouthful of juice burst out, covering his face with juice.

After wiping his face casually, he returned his gaze to the jar.

"It seems that only by using the treasure book can we turn the tide."

"It's coming, it's coming."

Yue Gui no longer eats fried dough sticks.

The vortex no longer eats the lobster legs.

The two men walked over quickly, squatted down, supported their chins with their hands, and looked at the treasure book that Zhao Kongcheng slowly opened with anticipation.

"The first rule on page five of the codex is to wear red leggings before opening a can."

"Very good, I have fulfilled this condition."

He pulled his pants open a little, looked at the crimson leggings underneath, and nodded with satisfaction.

"The second item on page five of the treasure book states that before opening a can, you must put a red cloth on your hand, representing the redness of your hands."

"This is easy too."

He took out the red scarf he wore when opening the can yesterday from his pocket and tied it on his right hand.

Moon Ghost and Whirlpool looked on with even greater admiration.

Team 136 turned their heads away, not wanting to watch that scene.

"The third rule on page five of the codex is that you must wear red socks before opening a can, symbolizing red all the way to the end."

“This has also been achieved.”

Zhao Kongcheng looked down at the crimson socks on his feet and nodded in satisfaction again.

"everything's ready."

"I paid the price of ten years of life for the two idiots next to me."

"Make a wish, a complete five-clawed golden dragon."

"Open it... for me."