I picked up skill fragments in the demon world

Chapter 5: Light of a True God

Regardless of whether the theories in novels and TV dramas from his previous life were reliable, Zhang Chen decided that he would only dig when the yang energy was at its peak at noon from now on, and he would go home to rest after noon.

Although the treasures and experience points in the ancient tomb were important, his own life was even more important.

At certain moments, people will subconsciously choose to believe in superstition a little bit, choosing to believe in superstition.

Inside the adjacent house, the fox spirit watched Zhang Chen's departing figure, the corner of her mouth curving into a beautiful arc: "I knew this brute would take the bait; no one can resist the temptation of money."

Carrying the iron shovel, Zhang Chen followed the way he came, arriving at the entrance of the cave. After carefully observing for a while, his expression changed in surprise: "That pheasant has left the cave."

The fact that the pheasant could come out of the cave meant that it was still safe inside; otherwise, the pheasant would probably have lost its life long ago.

Looking at the experience points at the entrance of the cave, Zhang Chen's eyes lit up, and without saying a word, he started digging directly.

The experience points were only about a meter away from the entrance of the cave. Zhang Chen only dug for half an hour, and a large amount of experience points were already within reach.

"So many experience points!"

Zhang Chen looked at the experience points in front of him, a hint of surprise in his eyes. He saw numbers floating on each red light sphere, some '+10', some '+20', some '+50', and some '+100'. Of course, there were also '+1', '+2', '+5', '+8', and '+9', so it could be said that everything from one to a hundred was complete.

"I'm going to be rich! I don't know how deep this cave is. Looking around, the depths of the cave are full of experience points. If I continue to dig, I'm afraid my skills will soar to the sky, and suppressing that fox spirit will be a piece of cake."

Zhang Chen swallowed his saliva as he looked at the experience points in front of him.

At this moment, Zhang Chen's golden finger had already detected the experience points, and the golden finger interface popped up:

【Experience points detected. Do you want to collect them?】

"Collect!" Zhang Chen said silently in his heart.

【Experience points +10】

【Experience points +30】

【Experience points +50】

【Experience points +9】

【Experience points +8】

【Experience points +35】

… …

Along with Zhang Chen's digging, Zhang Chen's experience points also began to increase rapidly. It wasn't until noon had passed that Zhang Chen stopped the iron shovel. He was already sweating profusely and panting heavily, having dug a big pit in place: "Let me see how many experience points I have?"

Although digging the pit was hard, the experience points were very pleasing.

【Name: Zhang Chen】

【Skill (Tier 1): Evil-Breaking Golden Light (0/500)】

【Points: 350】

"Only 350 points?" Zhang Chen looked at the experience points on the interface, but he was a little dissatisfied. He had been digging hard under the scorching sun for a whole morning, but he had only dug up 350 points, which was a bit too little.

"Only 150 points away from leveling up." Zhang Chen muttered in his heart as he looked at the golden finger interface. He should be able to level up if he digs for another two hours, right?

The temptation of leveling up was hard to describe for Zhang Chen.

"To say that there are really any harmful monsters in this ancient tomb, I don't quite believe it. After all, not far from here is a village. If there were really any harmful things in the ancient tomb, rumors would have spread in the village long ago, and even the people in the entire village would have suffered."

Zhang Chen raised his head and looked at the sky. According to the time of his previous life, digging for another two hours would only be around four o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun would still be strong enough at that time.

Looking at the golden finger interface with only 150 experience points left, Zhang Chen picked up the iron shovel and continued to work hard without saying a word.

Shovelful after shovelful of dirt was constantly being dug out, and the experience points on Zhang Chen's golden finger interface began to accumulate rapidly.

【Experience points +1】

【Experience points +9】

【Experience points +5】

【Experience points +20】

【Experience points +7】

【Experience points +35】

… …

Finally, at a certain moment, Zhang Chen stopped the iron shovel, his eyes staring fixedly at his own golden finger interface, his eyes full of excitement:

【Name: Zhang Chen】

【Skill (Tier 2): Light of a True God (0/5000)】

【Points: 7】

"What is this?" Zhang Chen's gaze fell on the skill. His own skill, Evil-Breaking Golden Light, had been upgraded from Tier 1 to Tier 2, from Evil-Breaking Golden Light to Light of a True God.

Zhang Chen only felt a heat in his body, a warm current running through his whole body, and his whole person was as if immersed in warm water. An indescribable feeling surged into his heart.

His dantian seemed to be breathing, as if it had life. With his breathing, there seemed to be a light in his dantian.

That light was vast and mighty, like a god in the world. There was an indescribable sense of righteousness and grandeur, as if that light could dispel all evil in the world, protect all living beings, and drive away all gloom and bad luck.

Its divine power was like an endless abyss, immeasurable, and like the great sun hanging high in the nine heavens, overlooking all living beings, bestowing blessings on all things, making people dare not look directly at it.

"And then? That's it?" Zhang Chen woke up from the vast majesty, a dazed look in his eyes.

Shouldn't he be given some kind of cheat or something?

Not to mention moving mountains and overturning seas, you should at least give me some extraordinary power, right? Why did it suddenly disappear?

Zhang Chen's gaze fell on the experience points after 'Light of a True God', and he couldn't help but feel a toothache: "Upgrading from Tier 1 to Tier 2 was only 500, but now upgrading from Tier 2 to Tier 3 actually requires 5,000?"

What is the concept of 5,000 experience points?

That is definitely not a simple matter of digging a few more meters, but a tenfold increase. Even if every experience point he picks up has '+50' points, he would need to pick up 100 of them.

"If Tier 3 to Tier 4 requires 50,000, then I estimate that upgrading from Tier 3 to Tier 4 seems impossible by simply digging up ancient tombs." Zhang Chen scratched his head, but if conditions permit, upgrading Tier 2 to Tier 3 seems to be hopeful. After all, he has only been digging for half a day.

Zhang Chen's mind flickered, and he only felt sore and tired. He simply climbed out of the pit, then carried the iron shovel and left.

"If this continues, digging up ancient tombs will exhaust me to death. After all, the deeper I dig, the harder it will be, and transporting the soil is also a big problem." Carrying the iron shovel, Zhang Chen's mind flickered: "If I could pick up a skill that increases strength, or a skill that allows me to tunnel through the ground, it would be easy at that time."

Of course, Zhang Chen knew that this was just his wishful thinking. If skills were so easy to obtain, he wouldn't have waited so long.

"It seems my skills can be acquired from those gold leaves covered in scriptures. I wonder where that fox spirit got that page of gold leaf. It would be great if there were more of those scriptures," Zhang Chen muttered to himself, feeling that the benefits from the fox spirit were yet to be fully exploited.

"I wonder what kind of damage my Second-Order Righteous God Light would inflict on the fox spirit. However, I can't be reckless yet. I'll hold back for now. Once I've collected all the experience points from the ancient tomb and my skills still can't be upgraded, then I'll give the fox spirit a big surprise. I'll capture that fox spirit and make her wash my clothes, make my bed, warm my bed every day, and I'll even have her fetch food for me to eat every day!" Zhang Chen had already devised a thousand ways to exploit the fox spirit in his mind.

"That poor scholar next door has quite the good fortune," Zhang Chen shook his head. It was still early, and Zhang Chen wasn't in a hurry to go home, so he continued hunting in the mountains.

"It's a pity that my trap-making skills can't be used as skills, otherwise I would have already leveled up the skill level and created traps that can hunt great demons," Zhang Chen cut some branches in the mountains and gradually wove them into baskets, setting up traps in the mountains.

Of course, the main purpose of weaving baskets was to transport the soil dug out from underground. He had already dug three meters deep, and if he wanted to continue digging, it would involve the problem of transporting the soil, which would make digging even more difficult and troublesome.

"Moreover, an iron shovel is not suitable for excavating ancient tombs," Zhang Chen thought of the Luoyang shovel from his previous life. Perhaps he could forge a Luoyang shovel for tomb raiding.

"However, forging a Luoyang shovel requires caution. I must never let anyone know the purpose of the Luoyang shovel. If people find out I'm a tomb raider, I'll lose my head," Zhang Chen muttered to himself.

In this world, tomb raiders are sentenced to death once discovered!

After all, this is a world of royal nobles and family inheritances. Everyone is buried lavishly after death, and there is zero tolerance for tomb raiders.

Zhang Chen's hands were rough but nimble. Before long, the basic shape of a bamboo basket appeared in his hands.

Seeing that the sky was gradually darkening and the mountains were no longer safe, Zhang Chen carried the basket and walked towards the village.

There was a blacksmith in the village, and he had a good relationship with Zhang Chen. In fact, the villagers in this village all had a good relationship with Zhang Chen, because Zhang Chen was a hunter, and he often hunted game in the mountains. If the farmers in the village wanted to eat game, they had to deal with Zhang Chen.

The blacksmith's name was Cui, and it was a shop passed down from father to son. The place in the village where the firelight soared into the sky day and night was his house.

Zhang Chen didn't go home and went directly to the blacksmith's shop.

Although it was called a blacksmith's shop, it was just three old and dilapidated mud houses. At this time, the westernmost house was flashing red light, and the clanging sound was accompanied by heat waves.

"Uncle Cui!"

Zhang Chen stood outside the door and shouted.

When he went up the mountain to hunt, he needed to make animal traps, iron wires, and iron nails, so he had to deal with the Cui family.

"Yo, it's the Zhang family's boy. What are you going to forge today?" A burly man in his thirties with a black face walked out of the house, looking at Zhang Chen with anticipation in his eyes.

He was a blacksmith, and blacksmithing required strength, which was a demanding job, so he needed to eat meat to replenish his energy and complete his daily workload.

Zhang Chen usually went into the mountains to hunt, and most of the game he couldn't finish ended up in the old blacksmith's stomach, sold to the blacksmith and his son.

"The thing I'm forging this time is different from usual. I'll tell you the dimensions and patterns," Zhang Chen directly drew a picture on the ground, telling Cui the blacksmith the dimensions of the Luoyang shovel.

The Luoyang shovel is not an entrenching tool, so it is not difficult to forge. It is actually somewhat similar to an ordinary iron shovel, except that it has soil-holding wings.

"What are you forging? An iron shovel? But this iron shovel is too strange, right?" Cui the blacksmith had never seen a Luoyang shovel. When he saw the strange iron shovel drawn by Zhang Chen, he frowned and pondered, unable to figure out the use of the Luoyang shovel.

"It's just to make it easier for me to set up traps in the mountains for hunting," Zhang Chen explained with a smile. This reason was acceptable.

"Come to my place tomorrow to pick it up," Cui the blacksmith took a look and firmly remembered the pattern, then said to Zhang Chen.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Uncle Cui. How much will this iron shovel cost?" Zhang Chen asked.

"Just bring me two pheasants in the future," Cui the blacksmith said with a smile.

Zhang Chen nodded upon hearing this. Honestly, the price of two pheasants was not expensive. In ancient times with backward production, iron ore was a precious metal.

Seeing that Zhang Chen was about to leave, Cui the blacksmith quickly stopped Zhang Chen: "Don't go, don't go yet! I've got some good stuff here, don't you want to take a look?"

Zhang Chen paused upon hearing this and turned to look at Cui the blacksmith: "What good stuff?"

Cui the blacksmith didn't answer, directly closed the door, and then dragged Zhang Chen into the house, pulled a broken box from under the bed, and then opened the box and said to Zhang Chen: "Do you want this, kid? If you want it, I'll give you a discount."

Zhang Chen looked at the box, his eyes couldn't help but be straight, his pupils shrank: "Uncle Cui, do you not want to live! This is going to get your head chopped off!"

"Of course I know it's going to get my head chopped off, but doesn't nobody know about it? Moreover, I recently took a big order. The customer is responsible for providing the iron ore, and I'm responsible for secretly forging things. I thought that you often go into the mountains to hunt, and if you encounter any beasts, it would be a pity for your life, so I secretly withheld some iron ore and forged it into objects for you to defend yourself."

Zhang Chen's eyes looked at the box, and he gasped. Inside the box was a gray, dull, and bladed long knife.

The long knife was very ugly, with curved pits and bumps on it, not beautiful at all, but the sharpness of the blade concealed the ugliness, making people have to ignore its crudeness.

The long knife was very thick and looked very wear-resistant.

Next to the long knife, there were also a dozen arrowheads flashing with cold light. As long as they were installed on arrows and paired with a strong bow, even if he said he was going to hunt roe deer and sika deer, he would dare to believe it.

"These iron ores were all intercepted by me from that big customer, secretly deducted little by little. See if you want it? If you don't want it, I'll sell it," Cui the blacksmith looked at Zhang Chen with a smile: "Don't say that uncle didn't take care of you. Uncle is the first to think of you when there are benefits."

"Yes! Of course I want it!" Zhang Chen quickly said, then a look of embarrassment appeared on his face: "But you also know my financial situation, I'm afraid I can't afford the price."

"We live in the same village, money is easy to talk about, we'll have a long-term relationship in the future! You often bring me some prey and that's it!" Cui the blacksmith said with a smile.

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