Cui Ming's wound was not well recovered, and his speed was acceptable, but rotten meat began to appear before Cui Ming recovered. The military doctor of the ship could only choose to cut the rotten meat with a scalpel, which was equivalent to opening more than a hundred holes, otherwise rotten meat would lead to infection of new meat. One or two rotten meat would have to cut off three or three taels of meat. Cui Ming was unwilling to anesthet for nothing else, just for safety. He had no friend, and if he was anesthetized, the Force Shackles would be put on as soon as he got on.

Cui Ming, who originally thought that he had ended his suffering, endured the suffering again. The good thing is that he did not soak the salt water this time, and the bad thing is that his accidental electric shock is completely different from knowing that he would be electrocuted. In any case, after one night of surgery, Cui Ming felt that he was much braver, and at least he howled not so loudly this time. Of course, if he didn't bite the doctor's hand, it would be even more perfect.

During the operation, the military doctor applied medicine to Cui Ming and bandaged it. After finishing it, it was like wood, and it was covered with bandages. The military doctor told Cui Ming that there was no problem in being an important part of a man.

During the return journey, Cui Ming rested and basked in a wheelchair. The ship had already contacted the Shuguang Empire, and the Ding family's Fra was already waiting for Cui Ming at the dock.

Ming is the best way to recover from his injuries. Cui Ming often enters Ming's state, but there is a hateful guy in Ming. This guy has no name, and Cui Ming always calls him Party A, and Party A does not object.

"Why are you again? Didn't you say you can't come?"

"If all I say is the truth, is there any meaning for my existence?" This time the scene was red, a blood-red Gobi Desert, Cui Ming could leave, but Cui Ming did not leave immediately, and was also curious about what Party A wanted to say again this time. Party A said: "I have been waiting for more than 300 years and finally met a suitable goal. How could I give up?"

Cui Ming asked: "What are the requirements?"

"clever."

"Ha ha."

"I know you are facing some difficulties now. You are trying to subdue the Death Cap, but the Death Cap doesn't listen to you at all. I can introduce you to the Death Cap and the Soul-stealing Scroll seem to belong to the God of Death. In fact, the Soul-stealing Scroll is made for spokespersons by the God of Death, and is not a real Death Treasure. But the Death Cap is different. The absolute treasure. The more people you kill, the stronger the power of the Death Cap. Simply put, the Death Cap can greatly enhance your Force damage power, and even be concrete."

“Cethical?”

"You are using flying cards, right? The Death Hat can enhance the penetration ability of flying cards. The Force is condensed in a very high equivalent, and may even have changes. I don't know much about the specifics."

Cui Ming nodded and asked, "Why does my Force have green threads the size of green hair?"

Party A was silent for a long time: "Because you are green."

"What?"

"Your wife stole someone."

"Damn it, get out."

"Wait, the color of Force is like the protective color of some animals, and will change. Getting sick, breaking through bottlenecks, mentality, etc. will lead to changes."

Cui Ming said: "But what I am talking about is not the color of the Force, but the extra green line in the Force."

Party A thought for a while: "Do you know why I didn't show up when you fell into the sea and suffered torture?"

"Why?" Cui Ming said: "If it appeared at that time, I would agree to whatever you asked. That kind of pain is worse than death."

Party A sat in front of Cui Ming and said, "Because I don't want to hijack you, I deceive you and say that you will not be able to restore your power without signing a contract. This is me cheating you, not threatening you. When you are in the sea, I make a request or threatening you. The threat is something that only the demon god can do without technical content. After the demon god takes a fancy to a spokesperson, his wife and children will suffer from terminal illness and force the spokesperson to sell his soul to save him."

Cui Ming was shocked and asked: "That green line?"

"Yes, the green line is not the force in your body, it is an impurity generated by the release of the force. In this way, you know very well what it means. A few years ago, you just temporarily escaped the savage. Now the damage is slowly appearing, not serious, but the damage is already irreversible. The green line will increase, and then you will vomit and vomit blood, because the force is invading your brain, and then you will fall into a coma, slowly, you will lose control, your emotions will lose control, and your behavior will be out of control." Party A sighed and said, "I don't want to use this to threaten you, so I don't want to say it. In other words, you know that you can save you when you know that you want to sign a contract with me, and I need to consider it."

Cui Ming looked at the Party A, stood there for a long time, and said to himself: "I knew I was not that lucky. I obviously used the Force in the desert to kill so many bugs."

"No, you are lucky because you are trained on six elements shortly after using the Force, delaying the onset of symptoms."

Cui Ming was silent for a long time and asked, "Will I kill my friend?"

Party A replied: "It depends on whether they will kill you first."

Cui Ming looked up and asked, "Where is the contract?"

Party A did not move: "You have considered it clearly. After you sign the contract, you have to do one thing every month, which is easy and difficult. For example, once you sign the contract, I will ask you to sleep with the little girl named Dashuang this month, but you cannot use coercion methods. We don't like coercion. Can you do it? No need to answer, I know you can do it, but can you do it?"

Cui Ming tapped his forehead for a while, put down his hand and looked at the Party A: "It's not difficult, there are one-night stands everywhere now."

Party A took out the golden contract and placed it in front of Cui Ming: "But it may be more difficult in the future. After considering it clearly, just press the handprint."

Cui Ming picked up the contract, gritted his teeth and thought for a while, and handed over the contract to Party A. Party A looked at the lower right corner and laughed: "Very good, you will become the spokesperson of the new cunning god now. Why are we cunning gods, not the god of wisdom? Because we are bad enough, we have to set out for our own interests. For example, I know that you have tried to push down the big couple many times, but the moral sense in your heart has stopped you. It doesn't matter, this is God's request, do it. We don't need morality, we have to be happy because we have the ability, we are very smart, we have wisdom. Of course, we also have strength."

Cui Ming asked: "Then my green line?"

"I'm lying to you, it's okay. Your green line is the reason why the true force germinates. It's because of this that I'll come to you. Without my help, your true force may not be as good as yours before you die. But with my help, you can become a master among the masters within half a year unless the other party is also a demigod."

Cui Ming was furious: "Damn it, it turns out that it was my true force sprouting, you lied to me."

"Yes, we are cunning gods." Party A laughed, paused suddenly, and then lowered his face: "You are lying to you, you actually lied to me."

Cui Ming laughed: "Haha, yes, because I am qualified to be a cunning god." The pattern in the lower right corner was not the hand pattern of Cui Ming's finger at all, but the one covered with the most fleshy palms of Cui Ming's palm.

The cunning god said: "Then congratulations. The premise is that I say your green line is really the true force, not the precursor of the savage."

Is it interesting? Cui Ming smiled bitterly and then said, "Give up, I will not sign any contract with any gods. But, are there many gods in this world?"

Party A said: "God? Actually, it's just like that. For example, I have been a god for seven hundred years, but I have died more than 600 years ago. The advantage of becoming a god is that my soul gathers but never disperses, and the disadvantage is that I can't do anything. If I want to end my soul, I need a successor."

"Hey, I'm willing to chat with you. Can you tell me something useful? I'm interested in? Don't just say a lie. I'm not a good person. I never lie."

Party A thought: "Okay, I'll introduce God to you. God is a more wise practitioner. In their opinion, practitioners are just ordinary people. These people are very rare. Most of them have adventures, such as the current sun god Zhier..."

"Wait, Zhier is the sun god, not the spokesperson?" Cui Ming asked, and at the same time proved that Party A was talking about the train. Why did he have been targeting him because the Green Line was coming to him? Otherwise, how would you know Zhier?

"That's right, Zhier is the sun god. Zhier is a god of regional inheritance. Simply put, there is a master who is very powerful. He found that he is always going to die, but he didn't want his cultivation to disappear for hundreds or thousands of years, so he thought of a way to allow his descendants to inherit his abilities through a special program. However, this kind of inheritance is often accompanied by curses and restrictions, and the most common is regional. The sun god in the desert, the goddess of dawn of the dawn Empire, the god of death in Shadow Island, the deep sea priest, the cold god of Antarctica... Needless to say, the Antarctic has been broken, and it is impossible to leave Antarctic and cannot mate, how can there be descendants?"

There is another type of god, such as scattered people like Cui Ming who have no sense of responsibility for the country and the land. If they become masters, they will be very free, and their inheritance is not regional, but at the same time they cannot inherit the certain power of the former God. Even if the former God enlightens and teaches them, they can only rely on them to understand it themselves.

The party of this kind of god knows four, one is himself, the cunning god, one is called You Shen, the other is called Old Man Time, and the other is called Grave Digger. The latter three are all from other worlds. They have met each other, and they don’t have any good things to talk about.

The True Force is not that mysterious. Not all the True Force can be passed on, nor can all the gods live long. Some True Force practitioners have the same lifespan as ordinary people, and even die in their forties because of some diseases. For example, the Cunning God Party, he cannot escape from the death of **, so he goes to the wrong gate and makes a soul without dispersion.

Moreover, the contract is bullshit. He just wants to use someone else's hand to kill what he can't do now. Party A has planted a curse on Cui Ming's body through his own ability, so Cui Ming can die in pain at any time. But as a god, he must also have his own bottom line of dignity, so Party A's rules of the game are like this. Every month, let Cui Ming help him complete something, but if he fails to complete it, he will launch a curse to make Cui Ming suffer. It has nothing to do with the contract. (To be continued.)
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