Purgatory Artist

　　 Liuping was a little surprised.

　　 Practitioners awakening supernatural powers have always been generated instantly, and there has never been a saying that there is a delay.

　　 Unexpectedly, the sequence can go to the void to exchange magical powers, and it will take two hours.

　　 "By the way, since my hexagrams have been exchanged, can I do it again in the future?" he asked.

　　A line of small characters appeared quickly:

　　 "Of course, what I exchanged is the knowledge, experience, skills, abilities, and achievements you have acquired. If you have the ability to cultivate, then it is equivalent to learning new skills yourself."

　　 Liuping took out a coin and flicked it lightly to make it spin quickly at his fingertips.

　　 "Strange... I really don't seem to be able to use three, six, or nine copper coins to ask for hexagrams, but I clearly remember all the knowledge related to hexagrams, and I can repair it at any time."

　　 he murmured.

Ding!

　　 The coin was thrown out, rolled on the ground a few times, and stood still.

　　 Two lines of small characters appeared before Liu Ping's eyes:

　　 "If you exchange anything else, you lose it, but knowledge is different from secret exchanges. Knowledge can only be exchanged by copying, so—"

　　 "Knowledge is the cheapest and the most expensive, even it is priceless."

　　 Liuping nodded silently.

　　 If you say that, knowledge is indeed priceless.

　　 Although it is difficult for others to understand the knowledge of hexagrams, they can understand it at a glance.

　　 I can continue to practice hexagrams and use it to exchange things in the void.

　　—Can this be done?

　　 There was a moment of silence in the void, and it took a while before a line of small characters appeared:

　　 "There are very few people who can cultivate hexagrams. If you can cultivate to the top again, you can still use it to exchange other magical powers."

　　 Liuping saw these words, and he was in a good mood.

　　—Life has fallen.

　　 He jumped up from the ground and began to experience the feeling after the foundation was built.

　　The abundant spiritual power slowly flows out from the dantian, filling all the meridians around the body.

　　 Foundation period!

　　 From now on, the lifespan has increased to one hundred and fifty years, and the total amount of spiritual power has also increased several times.

　　—Finally, the battle can continue!

　　 Even at certain critical moments, Liu Ping can induce life-consuming spells without worrying about death on the spot.

　　 "I remember when I was building the foundation, there was no grudge between the demons and the human race. Many friends came to congratulate..."

　　 "We drank until dawn that day."

　　 Liuping murmured.

　　 With a smile on his face, he was silent for a while, shook his head, and cast his eyes around.

　　 The world is in ruins.

　　—Since when did the human race be separated from the demons?

　　 Liuping pressed his thoughts, went straight to the bar, and stood in front of the phone booth again.

Yes.

　　 This is a telephone booth, a technology-side communication tool with a transparent private space.

　　 Liuping was a little helpless.

　　—I don’t have something called a “phone number”, I’m afraid I can’t activate it.

　　 Wait a minute, let me study it more carefully.

　　He began to examine the common sense of the world related to communication in his mind.

Jingle Bell-

　　 Suddenly, the phone rang.

　　 Liuping raised his eyebrows in surprise.

　　 I haven't done anything yet, why is the phone ringing?

　　Who is calling?

　　 jingle bell! Jingle bell!

　　 The phone kept ringing.

　　 Liuping hesitated for a while, opened the glass door of the phone booth, walked in, and picked up the receiver.

　　—My official identity is given by the bartender.

　　 In other words, as long as you want to use the official identity of "Dark Mist Town Night Watchman," you must keep in touch with the existence on the other end of the phone line.

　　 "Hello, who is the opposite?" He asked politely.

　　 "The bartender is dead?" The other side asked at first.

　　 "Yes." Liuping said.

　　 "When you don't expect me to appear, please exit the phone booth and wait patiently for ten seconds." The opposite said.

　　 "Okay." Liuping said.

　　 He put down the receiver, turned and walked out of the phone booth.

　　 Ten seconds passed in a flash.

　　 The entire phone booth was slowly gathered, spread out on the ground, and turned into metal parts. These parts began to reorganize at an extremely fast speed. constitute.

　　 A humanoid object made of silver metal appeared.

　　—According to the common sense learned by Liuping, this kind of thing is called a robot.

　　As soon as the robot appeared, he took out a black gun and pointed it at Liuping and said, "Night watchman Liuping, I want to check your ID card."

　　 "Take it." Liu Ping handed his official identity card to the other party.

　　 A metal tentacle stretched out from the robot's chest to click on the ID card, and a light suddenly appeared from the ID card, sweeping from the top of Liu Ping's head to the bottom of his feet.

　　 "Identity verification is correct, all right, don’t be nervous, let’s smoke a cigarette first."

　　 The robot put away the gun and handed Liu Ping a cigarette.

　　 "No, thank you." Liuping said.

　　 "boring newcomer." The robot said grimly.

　　 It stepped forward, walked to the wall of the secret room, and began to climb upward.

　　 "Wait, where are you going?" Liu Ping asked.

　　 "Do you know where the bartender died?" the robot said.

　　 "It's on the floor of the bar, but he's already burnt." Liuping said.

　　 "Scorched? You carbon-based lives are too fragile to withstand any blows, but he has a lot of tricks and should not die so easily." The robot said.

　　 The two returned to the floor of the bar and looked at the charred corpse together.

　　 The robot's eyes sent a ray to sweep over the corpse, then squatted down, held the head of the corpse with his hand, and said, "Remove this card."

　　嘭!

　　 The corpse on the ground suddenly disappeared and turned into a floating card, which was held by the robot.

　　 I saw a person hiding in the mud drawn on the card, holding a dummy in his hand, and placing it on the ground.

　　 Liuping stared at the card, and a line came out before his eyes:

　　 "Card: Fake Death."

　　 "Release this card to form an illusion of death instead of oneself, and the real body instantly sinks into the ground, condensing all breath and entering a state of suspended animation, waiting to be rescued."

　　—It's okay!

　　 Liuping looked at the card with interest.

　　 In addition to guns, he found another interesting thing.

　　 "This is how the card master is, tsk tsk." The robot said in an enviable tone.

　　 It threw the card out and said: "Enlighten!"

　　嘭—

　　The card disappeared.

　　 The ground suddenly cracked, and the bartender crawled out of the gap.

　　 He looked very embarrassed, with **** wounds all over his body, but his face was filled with rejoicing.

　　 "I guessed you could find someone to rescue me." The bartender patted Liu Ping on the shoulder.

　　 "Why?" Liuping asked.

　　 He waved his hand gently, and suddenly a cloud of rain and mist glowed with emerald green light, which continuously revolved around the bartender, and submerged in his wounds.

　　 "His—it really hurts—"

　　 The bartender took a breath.

　　 "Hold it up, your injury is not serious, it will be cured in a while." Liu Ping said.

　　 The bartender chuckled and said, "I shuffled the cards yesterday, and you just happened to represent luck in my deck—you can bring me luck."

　　 "You have to clean up the mess here as soon as possible, otherwise the blame will come down, and you will all be hanged." The robot interjected.

　　The bartender said: "I see, you take a break first, and you can work hard later."

　　 "Okay, I'll charge it for five minutes first."

　　 The robot took out a plug from its waist, walked to the wall, squatted down, plugged it into a jack, and then stopped moving.

　　 "What is it doing?" Liu Ping asked.

The bartender explained: “Robot S0005 can quickly build walls, houses, and various equipment—it has many functions, as well as voice, video, and calls. I rescued it."

　　 Liuping looked at the robot with an impressive expression on his face.

　　—Although he also knows some methods of suspended animation and escape, this robot is obviously not made by refining art.

　　 must have some other knack.

　　 "Okay, let's make a long story short—"

　　 The bartender clapped his hands and said: "My duty is to guard the Dark Mist Town, and your duty is to guard the Dark Mist Town at night. Now we have all failed. If we don't take immediate measures to recover the loss, the people above will hang us directly."

　　 "Who destroyed Dark Mist Town—that little girl the night before? I guess you've heard of her." Liu Ping tentatively asked.

"It wasn't her who came last night. In fact, I also had a few conversations with that little girl, but she is a very high-ranking existence. She has no grudges against us and won't make shots at will." The bartender said. .

"what is that?"

　　 "A lot of monsters, too many, like the end of the world."

　　 "Will this happen before?"

"almost none."

　　 "The monster is coming towards Dark Mist Town?"

　　 "I think... they are not aimed at our town, but for some reason."

　　 The bartender said, his face was inexplicable.

　　 Liuping was stunned for a while.

　　 Even a small town is so difficult to defend, how did the civilization of this world survive?

　　 While thinking, he said, "Under the impact of so many monsters, Dark Mist Town has no resistance at all. In other words, there is no need for this town to exist."

　　The bartender said: "No, this is the entrance to the first act of hidden space-time. It is always necessary to have a stronghold here to block Yongye and explore the hidden space-time. This is related to the interests of all living people."

　　 "What benefit?"

　　 "If the Dark Mist Town is lost, the pace of Yongye will speed up again. You will see the darkness devour everything with a more ferocious attitude, and there will be fewer and fewer places for living people to survive."

　　The bartender walked to a wall and pulled a brick from the wall.

　　 Click!

　　 The wall opens.

　　 I saw another wall inside with a line written on the wall:

　　 "The night watchman cemetery."

　　 Below this line of words, there are a piece of dark playing cards.

　　 Liu Ping stared attentively, and saw a line written on the first card:

　　 "The leader of the night watch, Karadu, the archmage."