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

"Tsk, what do you know, kid? I did just that yesterday and was the first one to leave the area. What does that mean?"

"That means it's useful!"

Zhao Kongcheng ignored the advice and continued to dance fascinatingly, sometimes jumping up, sometimes turning around, sometimes bending over, and his hands dancing irregularly.

After repeating this action for a few minutes, he raised the hammer high in his hand and brought it down heavily on the can in front of him.

The jar broke with a loud bang!

The fat man gloated and said, "I just said no!"

"If you don't listen to Fatty, you'll suffer the consequences."

"If metaphysics were useful, all those gaming companies would be shut down."

I saw that the first jar that Zhao Kongcheng broke was empty, not even a hair.

"It doesn't matter. Metaphysics improves probability. If the first one is empty, then the second one will definitely produce a magical item."

Li Shaoming secretly rejoiced. Old Zhao was really hopeless. He was too confident. He could foresee that Zhao Kongcheng would be slapped in the face next.

Sure enough, after a heavy hammer fell, the second jar was still empty.

"It doesn't matter. If the second one doesn't come out, the third one will definitely come out."

"bring it on!"

"I'll make a wish for the Ruins of the Gods in exchange for the 20 kilograms of fat next to me..."

Pangpang was listening nearby and his face turned dark. Although he called himself Pangpang, he wasn't really that fat!

If I lose twenty pounds of fat, won’t I be renamed the White Bone Demon?

No!

Don’t let the guy in front of you drive out of Shenxu!

A great man once said that being able to eat is a blessing, and the meat is his own, so don't throw it away!

Thinking of this, Pangpang stared at the hammer closely. At this time, the speed of the hammer's fall became very slow in his eyes, as if it had not fallen on the jar for a century.

This was just an illusion he had when he was nervous. The speed at which the hammer fell seemed normal to Hongying and others. From the time Lao Zhao raised it to the time it fell, it only took a short second...!

"call!"

“It’s okay, it’s okay…!”

When Pangpang saw that the jar was empty, he breathed a sigh of relief.

I have saved 20 kilograms of weight, which makes me very happy!

"This shouldn't be the case!" Zhao Kongcheng squatted down and stretched out his hands to pick through the debris: "Is today my unlucky day?"

"wrong...!"

"Only two empty jars doesn't mean I'm unlucky today. The remaining eight can at least yield four useful artifacts."

Zhao Kongcheng stood up, a gleam of confidence returning to his face. Ignoring the strange looks from others, he raised the hammer confidently again.

"No, who of you guys should open first? This isn't my lucky time. I'm going to wash my hands first. I'll open after you guys finish."

Another empty can, he could no longer sit still, dropped the hammer and went to the bathroom.

Leaving Fatty disheveled and confused in the wind!

No!

Are you so thorough in your metaphysics?

Pangpang can hardly recognize the middle-aged uncles nowadays. They play even more extravagantly than these young people.

I really have a belief that I stick to throughout my life!

"Old Zhao is not going to open the door anymore. Who among us should go first?" Wu Xiangnan and the others looked at each other.

"Captain Wu, why don't you go first?" Xiaonan took a step back. As everyone knows, if the previous person was black, the next person to come on the field will most likely also be contaminated with black energy.

She opened the romantic turret, which was used by Leng Xuan. She also wanted to open an item that she could use!

After all, who doesn’t want a divine object!

Wu Xiangnan then took a step back and silently pushed Man Qimo forward: "Qimo, you go first. I'll start after you finish."

Wen Qi Mo's face darkened. What happened yesterday was still fresh in his mind. Now when he saw the jar and the hammer, he wanted to do it again.

Scared!

But he also has a desire. When everyone offers good things, he either thanks them for their patronage or comes back for more.

The only telekinesis was given to him by Zhao Kongcheng!

"Okay, I'll start first."

He walked silently to the jar, picked up the hammer with trembling hands, and waited for the hammer to fall with a nervous mood.

Fatty walked strangely to Hongying, who was closest to him, and asked, "Sister, what's going on with that handsome guy?"

"Look at the way he's shaking, it's like there's a demon living in the jar!"

"Haha! If you were asked to open more than a hundred boxes yesterday and still couldn't escape the fate of opening them again, even if your hands were tired, you would end up like Qi Mo." Hongying answered happily!

So magical?

Pangpang didn't know what to say for a moment. It happened again with more than a hundred dollars. His luck was really bad.

It’s a loss!

It’s the same as not opening it!

It’s not a loss!

Right!

Because one more time he made sure all his jars were filled!

"Don't be nervous. No one can drive the car again every day. Just drive boldly." Li Shaoming comforted while crossing his legs.

Upon hearing this, Wen Qimo wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead, then closed his eyes and knocked, feeling a piece of paper in his hand.

His heart...is dead!

"Is it really that magical?" Pangpang moved closer to Wen Qimo, took the note and unfolded it: "It's really magical!"

The note clearly said "try again"!

Li Shaoming silently filled the jar.

In this situation, any words of comfort would seem powerless.

"Handsome guy, come and let Pangpang hug you. I'll give you some luck. Keep up the good work!" Pangpang hugged Wen Qimo lightly, then quickly stepped back.

Wen Qimo opened his eyes, his eyeballs were red, not because of anger, but because of sadness.

Open?

Not opening?

Let’s open it!

What should I do if I want to do it again after it is opened?

He felt mixed emotions in his heart, as if two little people were whispering in his ears.

In the end, he chose to open it, gritting his teeth and smashing all ten jars in a row.

"Clap clap clap!"

Li Shaoming applauded and said, "Congratulations to Qi Mo...!"

I saw that in addition to the three pieces of paper in Wen Qimo's hand, there were two objects floating around.

"Hahaha! Qi Mo, you finally didn't do it again. Congratulations!" At this time, Zhao Kongcheng walked out of the bathroom to congratulate you.

Wen Qimo shed tears of excitement: "Shao Ming, please explain quickly, what is the function of this capsule and this chain?"

"The capsule is called the Experience Capsule. We are all modern people, so you can understand, right?"

Seeing everyone nodding, Li Shaoming continued to explain, "Experience capsules can increase the experience of those who take them by 10%. In other words, just ten capsules are enough to break through a major realm."

The members of Team 136 suddenly realized that they had obtained Realm Pills before, and they were the same type of items.

Fatty and the others also understood and opened their mouths in surprise, especially the three men in suits, who couldn't close their mouths and were filled with envy.

"Where's this necklace?"

"The necklace is similar to a forbidden object, a one-time artifact that contains a forbidden spell.

The Guardian of the God of Light will automatically deploy a protective shield when faced with life-threatening situations. The shield lasts for one minute and can withstand all attacks of Infinite and below for one minute.

"Even if it's a stronger warrior of a higher level, the protection of the God of Light can block a ray of damage."