Full-level Celestial Master is forbidden to paddle [Unlimited]

After opening the door with unconventional means, what Yu Yi and Sanwei presented was a room that seemed nothing unusual at first glance.

The room was dark with the curtains drawn and no lights on.The light from outside the door shone in, illuminating the piles of debris in the room.All of a sudden, black shadows filled the walls, making the whole room look cramped.

No matter how you look at it, this is an ordinary utility room.And because there are too many debris, the difficulty of searching has also increased.

"It looks like a huge project." Yu Yi walked into the room and said after looking around.

"Are you looking for them separately?" Sanwei asked without changing his expression.

"No, it's not a big problem." Yu Yi smiled and stretched out the finger of the other hand, shook it at San Wei, then pinched the gap between his fingers and made a fortune.

Undecided in times of trouble, there is also the I Ching prediction.

San Wei quietly waited for Yu Yi to deduce with his fingers, feeling a little strange in his heart.

As the owner of Island E, he has met all kinds of people in the high-level universe, including special job changers with a small population in the high-level universe.

However, the three special occupations of prophet, musician, and astronomer are called the rarest occupations in the high-level universe, and even in the entire high-level universe, there are only a handful of incumbents.

The musician sometimes has a colleague B-Sufu, and the astronomer has himself. He has a fairly good understanding of these two professions, but the prophet, especially the high-level prophet, even he has limited knowledge.

In the higher-order universe, there are only a dozen or so high-level prophets above rank 5, and these ten or so are basically rank 6-7, and they are also native citizens of the higher-order universe.

Because prophets are similar to musicians, they have extremely high requirements for comprehension of the rules of the universe, so even if people in low-level universes are specialized in this field from birth, it is difficult for them to reach the screening criteria of the screening mechanism within their lifetime.Even if someone arrives, it is difficult to pass the screening test and reach the high-level universe due to the limited low-level combat ability.

Similar to every shot of a musician, every deduction of the future by a prophet is a process involving the rules of cosmic time.The bigger and more specific the events being played out are for the future, the more difficult it is.

Even if it is just a precise deduction of a small event, it is a mentally exhausting task for low-level prophets. They often need to use props to complete the deduction.

Sanwei had always thought this way until he saw Yu Yi's blushing and panting, counting his fingers regardless of the occasion several times, and then he came to a predictable conclusion.

Combined with Yu Yi's energy level judged to be zero by the rules, San Wei felt that his soul mate was probably a freak among the prophets.

He is obviously a zero-level, but he can achieve the deduction frequency and speed that only high-level prophets can achieve, and he also has the skills of warriors and warlocks.

Thinking of this, San Wei's heart moved, and an idea suddenly came up.

In the extreme night city-state, in order to gain Yu Yi's trust and protect Yu Yi at close range, he found a reason to "invest in Yu Yi's future that may become a high-level prophet". There is also a practical element involved.

It's just that at that time, because of the weak energy fluctuations in Yu Yi's body, he didn't expect much from the latter, but now, judging from Yu Yi's zero-level existence in name only, he felt that he might really be able to ask Yu Yi for help.

Rumor has it that a level 9 prophet will acquire an important skill called Logical Black Hole.

Yu Yi might reach that level.

"Left." While Sanwei was thinking for a moment, Yu Yi came up with the result of the deduction. He grabbed Sanwei's wrist impromptuly and walked towards a place on the left.

Sanwei temporarily suppressed the thoughts in his heart and followed Yu Yi.

"It should be here." Yu Yi stopped at a place on the left side of the room, and in front of him was a dusty-looking wooden storage box.

Yu Yi tentatively stretched out two fingers, and tapped twice on the lid of the wooden box.

"It sounds quite empty." Hearing the echo from the box, Yu Yi speculated, "It doesn't look like it contains any dangerous items, but I don't know what it is."

"Forget it, forget it, don't guess, just open it and have a look." Yu Yi couldn't guess anything just by guessing, so he directly compared his left hand to the shape of a gun, and input internal force into the keyhole.

"Be careful."

There was a "click" sound from the keyhole of the wooden box, and before the lid was opened, Yu Yi felt that Sanwei grabbed his wrist with his backhand, and then, a huge pulling force from his hand pulled him slightly. Pulled away from the wooden box.

"There might be danger inside." When Yu Yi looked over suspiciously, San Wei explained, "Let me open it."

"Brother, don't make trouble, you are a patient now, how can there be any reason to put a patient in danger?" Yu Yi shook his head, looked at San Wei with the eyes of a bear child, continued to reach out to the box in front of him, and Action expresses refusal.

But before his hand reached the box, the force from the other hand held him back.

Yu Yi turned his head helplessly, and saw Sanwei looking at him expressionlessly, holding his hand stubbornly, not letting him go any further.

"You're a patient, but your hands are quite strong." Yu Yi glanced at the hands that were holding his own, with well-defined joints, but pale complexion, and seemed to have no strength, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

San Wei remained silent.

"Don't worry, I've calculated it just now, and there's no danger in the box." It's not a good thing to go on like this, so Yu Yi had to take out a piece of talisman paper, and solemnly assured, "And even if there is any danger, I can take care of it." Use this talisman to blow it up."

Only then did San Wei let go of his hand a little.

"Thank you, sir, for your approval." Yu Yi was convinced, teased in his usual tone, and turned to open the box.

With the reminder of the three dangers, at this moment he finally exerted his poor vigilance, opened the lid of the black box with lightning speed, and took a step back.

The heavy box lid opened upwards, kicking up dust all the way.Inside the box surrounded by dust, nothing strange or dangerous jumped out.

"This is...a crown?" Looking at the silver-white crown lying quietly on the silk in the box, Yu Yifu felt deeply in his heart, thinking of a possibility of being exiled to a small corner of his mind.

In order to verify this guess, he took a step forward and reached for the silver crown.

When his fingertips were touching the crown, a voice came from his ear:

[Ding, congratulations, you have won the crown of the white king and successfully cleared the Trial of Eden RPG]

Unsurprisingly.

Yu Yi raised his eyebrows and waited for the voice to continue. He believed that after clearing the customs, there must be a follow-up.

Just as he was thinking, a black and gold card appeared in midair in front of him.The card is facing away from him, revealing the inverted pentagram on the back.

"Satan password?" Yu Yi thought it was quite interesting.

Anyway, according to the background provided at the beginning of this RPG, Satan and the White King can be regarded as deadly enemies.This password appeared at this time, just like finding the clearance reward for the white king's crown, it is really a bit inappropriate.

"If nothing else happens, this should be the last card." Sanwei also saw this card that appeared out of thin air.Yu Yi told him all the clues he got on the way.When he was in Sisyphus Castle before, he felt that there was something mysterious about these two cards, so he asked Yu Yi to take them.

"How to say?" Yu Yi didn't pick up the card immediately, but turned his head to look at it with great interest.

"Of the first two cards, one has five asterisks on the front, and the other has a blank front. According to the rules, you only get one password." Sanwei said calmly.

"That is to say, only one of the passwords should be part of the real password." Yu Yi immediately understood after being reminded by Sanwei, "The fronts of the three passwords obtained one after another all have the same symbol. , the one with the first symbol is the real password, and the blank can also be regarded as a symbol."

"But the five-star card must also have a role. As for its role..."

"As long as you look at the front of this card, you can confirm this." San Wei added.

Yu Yi nodded, and reached out to take the card in front of him.

"Sure enough, it's a symbol." Yu Yi held the card between his fingertips and showed Sanwei the front of the card with a smile on his face.

At the same time, the voice of rules appeared again.

[Ding, congratulations, you have obtained a Satan code to unlock the image: Death of the White King]

【Do you want to check? 】

Yu Yi's eyes lit up when he heard the name of the video, and he immediately chose "Yes".He believes that this image can help him determine many things.

Everything around him faded away, and Yu Yi found himself once again in a scene as a bystander.

In front of him was a familiar scene.

Under the sunshine in the clear sky, there are golden wheat waves rustling in the wind.

Surrounded by wheat waves, there is a small wooden house.The windmill in front of the wooden house was turning carelessly in the wind, and amidst the lazy creaking sound of the windmill, there were two people standing.

A young woman in a long white dress was smiling and stretched out a hand opposite her.Her soft, watery blond hair spread out in the wind, brighter than the surrounding wheat waves.Like, the eternal sunshine in the sky.

She is the white king.

Opposite the white king, Suzhi, the black king with long blond hair and wearing a long black suit, was walking towards her step by step.

Su Zhi also extended a hand.These are a pair of white and delicate painter's hands with colored paint on the fingertips.The hand came to the side of the other.Su Zhi also came to the White King.

Then, Su Zhi's hand brushed against the hand that was reaching out to her, and continued to move forward without hesitation.

Until, it passed through a chest.

The white hands were stained with blood, and the chest was cut open, as if the eternal night cut the day.

Su Zhi's eyes were red, and he stared indifferently at the white king who was close in front of him, and stared at the innocent white dress that was blushing.

To this day, the White King is still smiling.She was silent, looking at Su Zhi compassionately and tenderly, as if she was looking at an ignorant child.

Behind her, the windmill turned unhurriedly, and the golden wheat waves sang briskly and freely in the wind.

In this song, her long golden hair melted into the golden wheat field, and along with her gradually withered body.

The strong wind lifted her still white skirt, and the skirt fluttered in the wind, while her body turned into golden dust and dissipated with the wind.

Until the person in front of him completely disappeared, Su Zhi still stiffly maintained the posture of stretching out his hand, looking forward motionlessly.

After a long time, she moved her fingers and looked down.

The next moment, her pupils shrank violently as if she had been greatly frightened.

She saw a bloody hand.

Blood flowed through the fingers, came to the fingertips, and dripped to the ground.

When this hand passed through her chest, she felt an unprecedented heat that was different from the night.That is the blood and life flowing under the sun.But now, the warmth has turned into the extreme cold.

The blood became a prison, locking her hand.

It is no longer the hand of a painter who paints free and unrestrained nature, but a hand climbing up from the mud of the gutter.

What lies between the fingers is not the color of fantasies, but the mud and sand buried with blood and corpses.

She killed all her dreams with her own hands.Just like she killed that rebel You Di.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-03-2206:08:11~2020-03-2323:58:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 1 Pikachu;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 4 bottles of Baima Feima; 1 bottle of Shi Yujue;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!