Throne of Radiance

The kitchen was dark in the middle of the night, under the old chandelier, the young man in striped pajamas raised a kitchen knife in one hand, and a brilliant smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

The light shone into his dark and heavy eyes, and there was a layer of faint red on the surface of the kitchen knife he held high, as if it had been used for many years and could no longer be washed off with blood stains.

In the projection of the kitchen knife, the high arc of his lips seemed to be tainted with a crazy and twisted flavor.

At this moment, the young man who jumped up from the bed because of an accidental "hitting a ghost" and stumbled to the kitchen to find a kitchen knife to protect himself seemed to be a different person suddenly.

At first, it was interesting to see his distressed appearance, so he wobbled and followed him out, but in the end he was faced with a double kill by the kitchen knife, and now he was almost turned into a "ghost" of paste-like ink by the kitchen knife: ... QAQ help.

But Bai Yi, who didn't wait for the answer, frowned slightly in distress: "Well, it seems that you have a different opinion, Moji Jiang." He dragged his tone, showing a little laxity, "Could it be...do you think it's so short? A few minutes, isn't it enough for us to get to know each other and build a friendship?"

"Oh, I see—"

While asking and answering himself, he waved his hand heavily as if he had suddenly realized, and the kitchen knife in his hand was slashed down from mid-air along with the swaying of his arm, and once again cut the ball of ink that wriggled with great difficulty on the cutting board.

Ink: "...!!!"

Bai Yi didn't care about it, only showed an excited and joyful smile, and said to himself: "...Although I feel that the white hair is as new as before, but if you still have any doubts, then we will discuss it with you." Let’s learn more, let’s start with the ink sauce~”

As he spoke, he lifted the kitchen knife on the chopping board again.Then, with a flick of the wrist...

"Swipe, swipe, swipe!"

A series of sword lights are as fast as afterimages. Ever since he got the card of Pei Hefeng, the world's number one martial arts master, Bai Yi has automatically gained experience in using swords and other cold weapons, and has become a master in this field figure.Although there are no kitchen knives in these usage experiences, all knives in the world are similar, and they can be used with a little modification.

He used a speed that was almost unresponsive, and he cut ninety-nine and eighty-one knives in a very short time.

——This is the last move in the "Jinghong Nine Swords" that Pei Hefeng snatched from a certain demon sect back then. It can cut ninety-nine and eighty-one sword lights at one time, which is a nine-nine-in-one big move.It is said that those with advanced skills can directly cut people into sticks from head to tail, and don't die until the last knife falls. It can be said to be quite cruel and cruel.

Now, Bai Yi has developed it in an alternative way.

Until he put away the knife, there was a dense layer of uniform and fine black sticky particles on the chopping board, which looked like chopped tortoise jelly or a layer of paste applied at first glance.

The black "paste" squirmed tenaciously.

Bai Yi couldn't help but pick up one, put it on his tongue and licked it.

Then, he frowned, his whole body was in a bad mood: "Ah, bah, bah, why does it smell like ink?"

"Non-human race, self-awareness, physical attack is difficult to destroy, although the taste is not very good, but it can be eaten..." Bai Yi put down the kitchen knife, and snapped a finger every time he said a sentence, his tone was full of deep interest , "I just don't know if you can regenerate... In terms of vitality, at present, I would like to call you the strongest."

When he picked up a jelly-like particle and ate it in his mouth, the layer of "ink sauce" on the surface of the cutting board began to tremble. In the eyes full of interest, the "paste" trembled even more.

Then, it heard the voice of the devil: "After such an in-depth communication, we are not strangers, right? Then, we must deal with each other well, roommate!"

Saying so, Bai Yi stretched out a hand with a smile.

In just a short moment, it has already started to aggregate, and gradually turned into a mass of jelly-like ink-colored jelly, with a small corner protruding tremblingly, slowly rising from the chopping board, like a small jiojio, resting on Baiyi In the open palm.It seems to be agreed.

Bai Yi smiled all over his face, holding the little horn solemnly and shaking it, as a handshake with his new roommate.

The two shared roommates reached a friendly consensus on this.

The atmosphere became harmonious.

"1, 2, 3...10." Bai Yi squeezed a corner of the ink and started counting, until he counted to 10 in one breath, he suddenly asked, "So, the task is not completed yet?"

The task he was talking about, of course, was referring to the side task - dealing with roommates.

After a few seconds of silence, lines of dark and blurred words appeared in mid-air, burning in his retina.

[Task completion is being judged...]

[[Painting Spirit·Ink] Friendship: 0]

[Your side missions have not been completed, please continue to work hard. 】

[Hint: The spirit of painting: the spirit related to the art of painting is a unique product of this world.The essence of painting by painters in this world is to attract the spirit of painting with their own talent and skills when painting, and to bless it, so that the painting has an extraordinary spirituality.The higher the talent, the stronger the spirituality.Those who are favored by the spirit of painting are the geniuses of painting.Those who have no talent and are insulated from the art of painting will not be attracted at all even if the spirit of painting is by their side. 】

Probably because he was worried that Bai Yi would come up with some weird operation again, the system directly planned all the customs clearance methods for him——

[Players can choose what they like and attack [Painting Spirit·Ink]. Once their friendliness is increased to 100%, after that, painting will receive the spiritual blessing of [Painting Spirit·Ink] and gain a certain degree of talent improvement, such as When painting ink painting, you will have a stronger natural skill. 】

"The spirit of painting?" After reading the systematic explanation, Bai Yi expressed his understanding, "Isn't this equivalent to the elemental spirit in the novel?"

He has also read quite a few novels. In those otherworldly magic novels, isn't the so-called magic the magician mobilizing the elemental power between heaven and earth?The higher the talent, the more elements you can attract and mobilize. If you can get the blessing of special elemental spirits, the magical energy is almost endless.

Replace the concept of the spirit of the elements with the spirit of painting, and replace the magician with a painter, and there is no obstacle to understanding.

——In other words, as long as one can get the blessing of the spirit of painting, the waste material on the way of painting can also become a genius, because talent itself is the ability to attract the spirit of painting.

So, is it time to start the strategy?

Could this be the legendary love strategy game? #废材的我把攻略攻略之灵走到生活peak#? ? ?

Bai Yi shook his head: "...Getting 100 friendliness sounds like a lot of trouble. I'm already so sincere, and the friendliness is 0. What if I promised to get along well and deal with each other? What a dishonest person." What about roommates?"

"So..." Bai Yi's eyes fell on the chopping board again, showing eagerness to try, "Why don't you just eat this group of painting spirits, maybe the effect will be better?"

The Spirit of Painting: Ink:! ! !

system:? ? ?

[[Spirit of Painting·Ink] Friendship +1. 】

[[Spirit of Painting·Ink] Friendship +1. 】

[[Spirit of Painting·Ink] Friendship +1. 】

……

[[Painting Spirit·Ink] Friendship: 100. 】

In the blink of an eye, a large reminder flashed across the screen.The overwhelming +1+1+1 almost left an afterimage in front of Bai Yi's eyes.

[Submission 1 has been completed. 】

[Sub-quest 2: Harmonious neighborhood relations will help your mission, deal with the neighbors on this floor. 】

The system's prompts were refreshed seamlessly, as if he was afraid that if it was a second late, such a large group of painting spirits would enter Bai Yi's stomach and be directly CD-ROMed by him.

"I didn't expect you, my roommate, to have such a good impression of me." Bai Yi stared at the trembling ink ball for a few seconds, and expressed with a friendly smile that she could never be that kind of person. This is purely malicious speculation by the system, "I think , you must be happy to take me to meet our neighbors, right?"

... Judging from the situation just now, it is obvious that he can restrain the special existence of [Spirit of Painting].It's just that it's not clear whether the cause is on the kitchen knife, or on itself?

Bai Yi doesn't have any more samples to explore yet.

The shivering ink ball rolled back and forth several times in the air, and large swathes of ink continued to be rendered, as if painting on a blank paper, gradually showing a human-shaped shadow.Finally turned into a little boy with black hair and black eyes.

The little boy timidly landed on the ground, tugged at Bai Yi's sleeves, and signaled Bai Yi to follow him.

"Oh, oh, I didn't expect the spirit of painting to have this kind of human form. Is this a more advanced way of existence?"

Looking at the scene in front of her that transformed her into a living person, Bai Yi rubbed her chin in amazement.He followed the little boy out the door without any resistance, his face full of expectation.

First the roommate, then the neighbor... The roommate is the spirit of painting, so if you make a bold guess, the identity of the neighbor will be...

When Bai Yi knocked on the door of his neighbor's house in the middle of the night and saw an extremely angry man appearing in front of the door, he almost thought that his guess was wrong.

And in the body of the character he used, scattered memory fragments emerged as words.That's what the landlord said when the body moved here during the day.

"The residents of this building are strange vagrants."

"A boxer with a fiery temper..."

"There are painters with a melancholy personality and underappreciated talents..."

"There's the withdrawn violinist..."

"There are also children who appear like ghosts..."

And the door he knocked on now is said to be that fiery boxer.His special roommate is a "kid who appears and disappears like a ghost" in the words of the landlord.

The landlord's words are actually somewhat contradictory. If these people have skills, how can they become unemployed?The previous owner of this body, "Joy", thought that everyone was just as useless as him.

But now, there is a precedent of [Painting Spirit · Ink] that the buyer's show and the seller's show are seriously inconsistent. He has reason to suspect that the landlord's words are seriously mixed, and the guys in this building are probably not normal. Human beings, painters, boxers, and violinists are probably just a role-playing game, and their true identities are...

[[Spirit of Painting Red] Friendship: 0]

The system prompt that appeared in time has revealed everything.

As an old player for many years, Bai Yi knows exactly how to run the mission next.It is nothing more than to first understand the "role setting" of the neighbor in daily life-for example, it may be a boxer who fell here due to some accident-and then provide targeted help and advice, from the other party's personality hobbies and other aspects Do what you like to brush your favorability.

But now that Bai Yi was waking people up in the middle of the night, if the friendship was negative, it would have already broken through the sky.If you still want to gain favor, the difficulty is almost hell level.Of course, he doesn't intend to follow the conventional strategy route.

"Yo!" Looking at the angry man, Bai Yi raised a hand to greet him, looking full of energy, "Let me introduce myself, I am a new resident who just moved in from 203 next door. Hello neighbor , meeting for the first time, I hope we can get along well in the future!"

Angry man: ? ? ?

...Say hello, hello, why are you waving a kitchen knife?Is this the new way of saying hello? ? ?

Looking at the unknown ink on the kitchen knife, smelling the same kind of smell coming from it, and looking at the pale boy holding Bai Yi's left hand, his anger was extinguished in a second, and his forehead slowly slid down A drop of non-existent cold sweat.

A smile slowly appeared on his face that should have been fierce and angry: "So it's a new neighbor..."

...True hardcore dating.