novelraw #251 - Chapter 251 Yan Cheng's Rapid Trial
#251 - Chapter 251 Yan Cheng's Rapid Trial
【Style】: Fly swatter
【Hardness】: Excellent
【Abilities】: Extendable (handle can extend up to ten meters, but cannot increase the swatter area);
Cockroach Expert (after swatting a cockroach, it will obey the user, and will be automatically whipped if it disobeys);
Fruit Stand (can place fruit on top, it will not fall, and will automatically levitate);
Major Bleeding (when hitting the skin, no matter how little force is used, blood of a random color will drip out);
There are always treacherous people who want to harm me (when someone harbors ill intentions towards this fly swatter, it will eject a black, lubricated marble that exists for three seconds)
【Source Energy Content】: 500
As expected, random synthesis only allows these seemingly unrelated skills to exist on one item at the same time.
But why does the cockroach-extermination skill turn into cockroach enslavement!
No one wants to take cockroaches out with them.
“Yan Cheng, didn’t you say you were a cockroach master? Why don’t you try this cockroach enslavement skill?”
Yan Cheng immediately shook his head after hearing this: "No, no, I have an irreconcilable hatred with cockroaches. Killing them is fine, but raising them is really not my thing. On the other hand, this 'Major Bleeding' skill is quite good, it can be used to scare children."
Yan Cheng felt comfortable all over when he thought about scaring those bad kids, because he had been messed with by a few bad kids before, and that feeling of not being able to fight back or reason with them was too depressing.
The other skills are almost useless, especially the "Fruit Stand". Who needs a fly swatter to hold fruit?
“Does anyone want it?”
“No” × n
It seems that these two syntheses were indeed not very useful.
But Qi Jing was not unhappy at all, but very happy.
If the luck is bad this time, according to the law of conservation of luck, the next synthesis or lottery will definitely produce something even bigger!
As for this fly swatter, let's put it on the Inter界捷 auction. Maybe someone likes cockroaches.
Qi Jing found that Inter界捷 is really a good software, containing various functions related to the Otherworld, and you don't even need a second software related to the Otherworld.
After taking a photo of the fly swatter's appearance and appraisal results, and uploading it to the auction section, Qi Jing prepared to return to the academy.
He didn't turn off the group video, because Yan Cheng was discussing some information about drawing paper with Bai Xiaoxiao, and everyone wanted to hear some gossip.
I also don’t know when these two, Yan Cheng and Bai Xiaoxiao, will be able to take it a step further.
Noon.
Qi Jing found Tan Zuoyin to have a meal together and talked about what happened in the morning.
Although it was said to be eating together, Qi Jing could only watch her eat while he kept telling stories.
“Does it still hurt now?”
“It doesn’t hurt anymore, the withered leaf spirit is very useful, it got better all at once.”
Qi Jing suffered a soul attack, and logically speaking, it should not be cured, or it should heal automatically.
But he didn't expect that the withered leaf spirit could even heal such soul injuries, it is indeed a magic weapon used by immortals.
“It’s good that you’re okay. Remember to use the Return Talisman immediately when you encounter danger next time. Don’t forget again.”
“Yeah, I’ll carve it on my forehead.”
Tan Zuoyin rolled her eyes at him: “Can you see your own forehead?”
“If you carve it, I can see it. Come on.” Qi Jing closed his eyes and raised his head.
“I’ll carve your head!”
......
After dinner, they met with Yan Cheng at the swimming pool, wanting to see how he would pass the Torrential Rapids Trial.
Song Jiang also came here, and he said to Yan Cheng, who was dawdling:
“Hurry up, I still have to recruit new members.”
“What’s the rush? Your club won’t be able to recruit many people.”
Yan Cheng took out a stack of paper from his bag and introduced it to them:
“This is water-resistant paper that Xiaoxiao gave me. It can also be used in water, amazing, right?”
Song Jiang looked at the stack of paper in his hand:
“You’ve already given gifts? You’re something!”
“Of course, I am the handsome, suave, refined, and talented Yan, the Great God of Love, awesome.”
Yan Cheng took out a picture of a chopstick from it:
“I’ll use this to pass the first level.”
Miao Kui questioned:
“Chopsticks? How can chopsticks cross this two-hundred-meter stretch of water? A big piece of wood is stronger than chopsticks, right.”
Yan Cheng gently shook his head:
“No, this is not a chopstick, but a two-hundred-meter-long plank. The paper is too small, so it looks like a chopstick when drawn.”
Song Jiang mocked:
“I told you not to learn how to swim properly, and you have to rely on props for this first level. You’re trash.”
The first level is just a simple two-hundred-meter swimming pool. You can easily pass it if you learn how to swim.
“It’s just that my talent is not good. If I practice for another two months, I will definitely be able to swim well!”
From the first swimming lesson, Yan Cheng knew that his talent in this area was relatively poor.
After more rigorous training than others (referring to Qi Jing swinging him around in the water), he has already reached the point where he can’t drown in the water, but swimming forward is still a bit difficult.
As for now, let’s pass the level one trial first.
Because Qi Jing often flaunts, it makes him itchy, and he has to see the Otherworld with his own eyes.
“This is what I’ll use for the second level.”
Qi Jing saw Yan Cheng take out a piece of paper with an egg drawn on it.
“What’s the use of an egg?”
“This is a submarine! As long as I pair it with this, I can pass that pillar of light!”
Yan Cheng took out another “rocket” drawing. He planned to put himself in the egg submarine and use the rocket to propel himself forward.
He can’t draw advanced submarines yet, so he can only use this separate method.
“And it’s not just one, please admire my clever talent.”
Since the paper he tore off can appear at a designated location within one meter of him, he can also put rockets for propulsion outside the eggshell, but the energy of the rockets is very large. With his current source energy, one drawing can’t last long, so he has a few in reserve.
“For the third level later, I will use this bomb!”
Yan Cheng took out another stack of paper with bombs drawn on it.
There are waves and water phantoms on the third level, and great sharks and undercurrents below. Yan Cheng thought for a long time before figuring out how to pass, which is to blow it up!
Blow up all those water phantoms, and blow them up when you encounter waves, directly passing the level violently.
Of course, the premise is that his submarine is strong enough.
“Good luck.”
Qi Jing and Tan Zuoyin sat in the stands, waiting to see Yan Cheng’s performance.
He felt that Yan Cheng not installing a device to see the field of vision in that eggshell, cough, submarine, was a failure, and he might not be able to find the direction.
Of course, if he is lucky, he can still pass.
“I’m starting!”
Wearing a wetsuit, Yan Cheng first tore off the drawing of the two-hundred-meter plank, and then he tore off a drawing of a balloon boat.
This is what he prepared to prevent himself from falling.
When he walked carefully to the halfway point, he took out another "chopstick" and tore it open, for fear that the first plank would disappear.
But the mistakes he imagined did not happen, and he smoothly reached the second level.
Yan Cheng looked at the towering water column, sighed, and tore open the “egg” and put himself in it.
Then he tore three more “eggs” and stacked them on the outside, to prevent one egg from not being strong enough and being destroyed by the rocket.
After that, rockets appeared at the butt of the “egg”, pushing him through the second level.
“I didn’t realize this guy was so cautious, he actually prepared so many paintings.”
“He’s also quite lucky, he didn’t get the direction wrong even after passing such a big water column.”
As soon as Qi Jing finished saying this, Yan Cheng’s “egg” was hit by a sudden wave, and then rushed in the opposite direction.
“Um, does he know he’s going the wrong way?”
“Probably, I don’t know.”