Ascension

Chapter 14 Chaos Spirit Pattern
"Roar!!"

The shielded tortoise roared like a liger, scratching the chain vines with its sharp nails, not only making the sound of gold and stone colliding, but even seeing sparks flying everywhere.

It is rare to put such a fierce power on the body of clay sculpture Xiaocheng, and it is also a tortoise family spirit with excellent defense.

But who is Lord Yehan?What scene haven't you seen?

Pulling up the cart, he dragged the shielded turtle to the kitchen.

Regardless of the furious killing intent of the shield turtle trying to bite him time and time again, he found a handy brush and used a big brush to brush and brush on the big metal back, and then used a big water gun to flush and flush. The mud, moss, dirt... quickly peeled off and no longer became attachments on the carapace.

At that time, the metal cooking table had been filled with clean water, Ye Han opened the fresh storage cabinet and found a bunch of green onions, cinnamon, fragrant horns, scale mushrooms, black pepper...

The most important thing is naturally the pork bone with fennel.

Although there is only one piece, it is still stored in the freezer, losing the best tasting period.

But after being ground into powder with tools, the fragrance still filled the room, and the saliva ran out of the mouth inadvertently.

"Hmm...it smells so good."

To be honest, the spirit with a violent personality is not as useless as the breeder said.

But Mr. Ye Han doesn't want to cultivate, and he doesn't want to do things that are out of proportion to the investment and return.

What he needs now is nutrition.

Born in the abyss since he was a child, he never felt that killing and being killed, eating and being eaten, was a very cruel thing.

It's all about survival.

Just a different stand.

Stopping his saliva, Mr. Yehan took a light breath and pushed with all his strength.

"thump!"

The shield turtle fell into the water in response, and because its limbs were bound by chain vines, it was unable to surface.

It seemed to be still swearing, gurgling bubbles gushing out of its mouth, the frequency was fast and urgent.

"In one night, it can be almost cooked, right?"

"To be conservative, the pot lid is reinforced with an extra layer. I don't want to wake up in the middle of the night and see a big turtle squatting at the door of the room and biting me..."

Mr. Ye Han studied it, and the metal cooking table embedded with runes is a portable tool that even three-year-old children can use.

He raised the temperature of the built-in flame again, set the water temperature at about 200 degrees, and started the cycle hot cooking mode, and the stop time was 8 hours later.

"It's done, let's get to work."

……

Silent all night.

The next day, the sun rose as usual, and the morning sun shone through the curtains, filling the room little by little.

Lord Yehan woke up slowly. In the past, he rarely slept through the night. This time, the environment was changed, and the quality of sleep was actually not bad.

"Gollum..."

I don't know if his body is too weak, but the jerky meat he ate yesterday evening has been completely digested in just one night.

Mr. Yehan stretched his waist, and suddenly smelled a faint smell of meat, and he kept sinking into his lungs.

His slightly dazed eyes instantly sobered up, and he rushed to the kitchen in a few dodges.

"It must be cooked! It smells so good! It smells so good!"

Lifting the lid of the pot, a few tattered chain vines came into view first.

Because of being full of water and being boiled at high temperature, the chain vine has lost the hard texture of metal ahead of time, and has returned to ordinary plant vines.

And the target Yehan Jun had in mind was quickly salvaged from the pot.

The shield turtle, which was roaring and full of aggressive desire the night before, has now turned into a pink flesh color.

Sniffing at a close distance, the rich aroma wafts directly from the cracks in the turtle shell, instantly whetting the appetite.

"It looks delicious..."

Lord Ye Han swallowed, resisting the urge to overeat.

After laying out a tablecloth, wearing a bib, and finding a metal knife and fork, he sat down gracefully.

Then, the test is his knife skills.

Because it has been cooked, Mr. Ye Han only needs to insert a knife and follow the gap between the carapace and plastron of the shield turtle to open the entire shell.

Wait until the tender and smooth turtle meat shining with a white halo, pour a little secret soy sauce, and then sip the salty and tangy soup... Mr. Yehan made a ecstasy and happy nasal sound, narrowed his eyes, and enjoyed it endlessly.

"Delicious, bombastic, nourishing..."

"If you can add a young dragon egg and a bowl of ancient rice field rice, I can give it 10 points out of 12..."

Mr. Yehan was full of praise, and devoured the meal again.

A shield turtle with a size of half a meter fell into his mouth in a blink of an eye.

When the heat and dryness rose from the lower abdomen and then spread to the limbs, Mr. Ye Han burped and stopped eating temporarily.

"With tonics in the belly, the body is obviously much warmer."

"Although it still seems to be coughing up blood, it is no longer a matter of progress. As long as the balance can be maintained, the state can be further adjusted..."

Mr. Ye Han packed up the dining table, packed the remaining turtle meat, and put them in the freezer together.

According to the meal plan of one nutritious meal a day, this is enough for two days.

What kind of tonic to eat from the day after tomorrow has become unknown again.

You can't go to the chick house to catch the cruel spirits, can you?If the breeder finds out, they will attack him in groups, not to mention that there is no free adoption quota...

Mr. Yehan thought, and picked up the turtle shell on the ground.

Due to the high temperature cooking, the hard shell of the shield turtle is slightly deformed.

But if you smash it with a hard hammer, this thing is still hard. It is somewhat whimsical to use an ordinary blade to break through its defense.

"Now I have a free chest mirror, killing three birds with one stone, as expected of me."

Mr. Ye Han nodded slightly, protected his chest with a shield shell and tortoise shell, and tied two ropes to help fix it. A simple set of armor was completed.

After putting on loose clothes and looking in the mirror, there is basically no mystery hidden inside, and the efficiency of item utilization is close to full marks.

"By the way, little tadpole..."

With a heartbeat, Mr. Yehan walked into the bathroom.

It is said that the dietary ecosystem of Jingzhi's spirits is completely different from that of normal spirits.

They seem to despise the miscellaneous food from the outside world. Only natural gifts with extremely high purity can be favored by them.

"Yeah~~~"

When the light was turned on, the tadpoles did not turn into stone overnight, and remained in a pure and translucent state.

Seeing the big tadpole approaching, it showed a little joy.

With a flick of the tail, he rushed from the bottom of the water tank to the surface of the water, opened his mouth, and spit out a small water arrow, which accurately hit Ye Hanjun's nose.

"Huh?" Lord Yehan was slightly stunned.

He touched the drops of water on the tip of his nose, recalled the feeling just now, and subconsciously activated the active power "Qualification Verification".

……

[Chaos spirit patterns]: 88 patterns "immobile like a stone", 12 patterns "spit water"

……

"Is it really a skill?!"

Lord Yehan's eyes flickered, as if a divine splendor was rising to the sky.

"Eye?"

"Eye? Eye?"

The little tadpole didn't realize the seriousness of the situation at all, and turned around carefree.

A small splash of water seems to invite the big tadpole to jump into the tank to play with it.

"Although there are only 12 lines, it's not worth mentioning."

"But this is a serious skill. In just one night, the little guy has impressed me. It's really a surprise..."

Mr. Yehan looked around the little tadpole, looked and looked, and looked and looked, unable to suppress his curiosity.

In this world, to measure the strength of a spirit, there are different factors for reference.

But the most intuitive one is "rank" and the other is "skill".

Ordinary body swings and body collisions cannot be counted as skills.

The skill of the spirit can only be defined if it reaches a certain power or triggers a special effect.

The chaotic spirit pattern is the key structure of the skill, and it is the core support to measure the simplicity and complexity of the skill, and the weakness and strength.

For example, 1-9 lines, this level of spirit lines cannot construct skills at all.

Only when it reaches 10 lines, in the range of 10-99 lines, can it be called "ten lines skills", also known as "basic skills".

When the little tadpoles met for the first time last night, they only had one skill, "Move like a stone".

The effect should be to camouflage as pebbles to prevent predators from killing and achieve passive self-protection.

To be honest, 88 lines... this is extremely strong!
The limit skills that can be accommodated by clay sculpture tires are framed between 10-99 lines.

Those who are not freaks or evildoers cannot break through the barrier of life to master the "Hundred Patterns Technique" that only the fetus of Xia Zhao is eligible to comprehend.

Mr. Yehan didn't expect that the little tadpole would gain an extra skill just after sleeping.

Spitting water, the name sounds cute, and the chaotic spirit pattern has just reached the passing line.

The actual experience of the power of the skill is probably to the extent that it can make the nose a little itchy and make you want to sneeze.

But no matter how you say it, this is a real skill!

I figured it out so casually... The Lord of the Family is indeed relieved, but he will feel ashamed to some extent, right? !
"There is a saying in the ancient books that the spirit of the pure family is inherently pure."

"The life individual that can be discovered, even if it survives for hundreds or thousands of years, still retains the innocence of a child."

"These potential traits will help them have an understanding that is difficult for ordinary creatures to achieve in a lifetime. Whether it is the collapse of the gods in front of them, or the boring daily chores, as long as the spirituality is stimulated, it is possible to have epiphany skills..."

Mr. Yehan observed for a while, and further confirmed that the simple-minded little guy didn't realize that he had an extra ability at all.

By spitting water, the little guy will actively attract his attention, which is very useful for greeting.

"Could it be just to play and interact with me, a flash of inspiration, unknowingly extra skills?"

Mr. Yehan played the role of accompanying player, and couldn't help muttering in his heart.

This idea is outrageous, he himself thinks so.

But after careful deduction, it seems to be logical... Is it really a little monster?

"Yeah~~~~"

The little tadpole swims back and forth, swimming forward and backward, proficient in everything.

Mr. Yehan glanced at the time and found that the pointer had passed 8 o'clock, which was a little later than the expected time to go out.

"Little guy, play by yourself during the day, and help me look after the house by the way."

"I'm going to move bricks. The day of social animals has officially begun."

"Yay~~~Yee~~~"

The little tadpole seemed to understand but didn't understand, his little tail swayed slightly, and he didn't know what was going on in his little head.

Mr. Yehan finally touched its forehead, checked his clothes, confirmed that his personal badge was in his pocket, and then walked out of the gate.

(End of this chapter)