【The traveler who was born ‘Uktrashir’...】

【Wake up...】

【Remember...】

【This is a reward for you!】

【This is your eternal promised land!】

[Cang Li, you are weak and sick, awake in the extravagant ancestral house left by your father. The disease continues to torture your nerves, making you more and more painful and irritable. The sleep is so bad that your wife Lilith will always make breakfast like pig food. When cleaning the house, you will always break one or two pieces of ancestral antiques. You will never bring back the salary you are satisfied with after a salary day]

【This is a constant, suffocating rest day morning, and the guilty wife may give you a surprise good morning. This is her only use, even if she is still not good at it】

Li Cang lifted the heinously hot and heavy cashmere blanket with a strange expression. Naturally, he saw Li Lace, who was busy at all, who couldn't stop working: "Li Cang?? What the hell is this!"

"Damn it, be gentle!" Li Cang's face was so painful that his face was twisted: "I just woke up a minute ago, you..."

Li Lace continued to work with her head in her hands. The blue veins on her neck exposed her current mood. She said in her voice: "Some kind of vulgar narration game? You have also seen those prompts, right? Are you very proud now? I have tried it, I can't control myself at all, and only allow some irrelevant movements within the description category, such as talking to you, and - like this!"

Li Cang rolled from the bed to the ground with a scream: "Tiger women, are you crazy?"

"Geese, goose, goose..."

【The useless wife hurts you again. Amid her panicked apology, you are completely intrigued, but you don’t want to completely anger her who works in the Colosseum. After all, her salary may be the only source of income for this ancient and shaky aristocratic family...】

[You complain that you might have to buy some maids who are cold and hot, and your wife reiterated the old words of wanting to bring her sister who doesn't know whether she exists or not.]

[You are not interested in marrying Lilith's sister, and you are perfunctory. Your wife is very disappointed. You understand what she means, but you don't want to do anything]

[The nobles may be down and out, but their identities will always exist. The untouchables may be very rich, but they cannot become nobles]

[Your dispute reaches the garden downstairs of the ancestral house, your neighbor next door, your hypocritical gardener Skinner whispers to gossip with passersby and ridicule you: Listen, I guess that sick man can never satisfy his plump and beautiful newlywed wife, Oh my God, her breasts and waist are really a knife that kills people without blood]

[Passier responded: Perhaps the sick ghost would die in the bed before she gave birth to a child. She would become a beautiful widow coveted by all men in the entire neighborhood. The child inherited the aristocratic identity of the sick ghost. It is really exciting]

Teacher Cang was shocked.

No, why does this ingredient sound a bit complicated?

Li Lace reached out and picked up the ferocious dragon blade beside the bed and rushed downstairs: "You are so embarrassed, don't want to live anymore?"

【Your vulgar wife, the chief gladiator of the Second Arena of Uktrahil, once again proved her strength and violence to the entire neighborhood. The 800kg "Raging Warhammer" crushed their mouths, and...they...

[The smell of blood fills every inch of space outside the window, and you feel sick]

【Wife Lilith knows nothing about this, and once again initiates an invitation to oral gymnastics to you, trying to prove her duty and skills as a wife】

【You refused without hesitation】

【Lilith is very disappointed, and decided to make a sumptuous breakfast to please and compensate you】

Li Cang: "???"

What a joke, I refused to do it!

Uh...

Ball sack...

Did the narrator just now say who wants to cook?

Hold the grass!

Li Cang looked at Da Leizi in horror, and saw Li Lace moving out the door with heavy steps as heavy as going to the grave, and muttering pitifully: "Save me, save me, save me..."

She would do nothing, she, God knows what kind of biological weapons this girl will bring out when she enters the kitchen!

The taste aside, the breakfast was very rich.

At least...

At least colorful.

Li Cang and Da Leizi, whose faces were already green, continued to refresh their narration in the vision.

[After having breakfast, you were in a good mood and decided to go around the block, accept the praise from the poor neighbors and send the police to collect the corpses. The corpse appeared in the garden of an ancient heritage and in the front of the street. It was really a dereliction of duty of the police]

Li Cang: "If I remember correctly, those two guys seem to be the ones you killed?"

Li Lace: "Subors, they are wearing alienated skeleton alloy armor, not weak, but they have no resistance at all, and they don't even dodge!"

The two almost spoke in unison: "Plot kill?!"

This timi is a horror story.

"Is the resurrection still viable?"

"I guess it should be almost useful if I don't have the feeling of being suppressed on the third line?"

Li Cang glanced at the exaggerated ferocious dragon robe on himself and Da Lei Zi, frowned and said, "It seems that the big magic wand cannot be summoned. Maybe it is because it does not meet the settings of my character?"

This situation is not a brand new way of playing for Li Cang. The underlying structure based on the sky island is praying that the contract is enough to quantitatively change the logic of a certain area. Whether it is Du Niu, Wang Shifei, the robbery contract he encountered before or the halo island, there are essentially relatively similar forms of expression, and the rules here are obviously refined to more exquisite and bizarre.

However, in terms of plot corrections and patches for characters, the so-called Uktra Hill seems to have some unreliable things.

"The founder or organization here should be subordinates. If it is a little coin, you won't call it lilith, I won't call it Cang Li..."
Chapter completed!