The little raccoon said to Huang Chao: "Not everyone has sufficient equipment. If you accept my thanks, it will not damage your virtue; but if you are not rewarded, spread it, and others may not want to save people."

When Huang Chao heard this, he said, "This is the allusion of "Zigong redeems people". This little raccoon was having fun! He was almost fooled and accepted the reward. Then he suddenly remembered something and said with a smile: "Since you want to thank me, how about a discount for strengthening equipment?"

The little raccoon looked ugly. Unexpectedly, Huang Chao made such a request. After a long time of "grinding", he finally agreed to the other party.

Huang Chaoxin said that a piece of green equipment sold will only cost dozens of yuan. You have no sincerity for a long time, so you can just let you have a heavy bleeding.

The conquerors behind had already followed and organized the rescue of the enemies in the camp. They collected carriages in the camp and prepared to organize a convoy to return to Isrien.

Huang Chao asked strangely: "Why don't you have to go back to the city scroll?"

The Conqueror also looked at Huang Chao strangely: "That thing can only be used by powerful professionals. Can you actually use the teleportation scroll?"

"Yes. Can you use the portal?"

"Of course, thank you, sir!"

This good news immediately spread throughout the camp, setting off a wave of "Thank you, Lord Huang Chao" again. Huang Chao was surrounded by everyone. Although he was very moved, he was still annoyed after a long time.

He quickly opened a portal and let everyone pass one by one, returning to Isrien City.

This incident brought him a lot of reputation, which was equivalent to completing a task. Huang Chao was very happy.

When he saw Weier in the military camp, Weier looked surprised: "Don't you go to find the consul?" Then his subordinates informed her about Huang Chao's deeds, and Weier smiled.

"I was negligent, you can use the scroll to and from back and forth. Now you have a very high reputation in the city of Isrien, and all the bards are going to create your legend."

"Oh, haha, is that right? Actually, nothing is there." Huang Chao maintained the modest tradition, which made Weier a little funny.

It was already dark, and after a very fierce battle today, Huang Chao simply returned to the hotel, hoping to rest early.

He had no appetite for delicious food, and his throat and lungs were often itchy, which made him cough violently. Huang Chao went to take a shower after eating and found that some of the wounds had not completely healed, but his blood was already full.

There were some lumps near the wound, and the pressure would cause swelling and pain. Fortunately, his constitution was already very high, and this pain did not affect his activity at all.

"Oh, I feel a little dizzy." Huang Chao washed for a while, crawled out of the bathtub, and almost fell to the ground.

"It seems that I'm sick, hurry up and have a sleep and take a break." Huang Chao thought to himself, wiped his body and went to bed. However, the experience of the day kept popping up in front of him, making him unable to sleep at all!

Huang Chao roared in his heart: "Ahhhh, it's so bad!" He still couldn't fall asleep after working hard for a long time, so he had to drag his heavy body, put on a meditation position, and practice meditation.

This time it seemed like he had stabbed a hornet's nest. Huang Chao felt that his spirit was as if he had been hit by a giant hammer. He was stunned. Blood was spewed out of his mouth and nose at the same time. The blood was dark red at the beginning, and it was flowing, and it was mixed with a shiny purple color!

He felt as if a soldering iron was stuffed into his mind, and his whole body was sweating profusely, as if he had just been fished out of the water. He couldn't maintain his sitting position and fell on the bed in a twist, without even the strength to shout, and could only make a low whine.

A violent consciousness was hitting him, and there seemed to be a sharp voice in his mind roaring: "Kill! Kill! Kill everyone!"

Purple lines appeared on his skin, gradually extending to his head, and purple tendons popped up on Huang Chao's face, looking particularly terrifying.

"This is the plague infected by the Isrien people! Didn't I mean that the Imperial people would not be infected? Yes, I learned to meditate, and I became a creature with magical talent!"

After the three heroes were infected, only the alchemist, who was only the mage, could not recover, and was eventually corroded to become an accomplice of the underworld. Huang Chao was also a mage and even practiced the method of spiritual training. He worked in Frost Shangqiu, a severely affected area, and was indeed hit.

Huang Chao remembered the terrifying appearance of the infected person: his head was completely corroded and became a hanging ball of flesh, and several thick tentacles were born from his neck, replacing the position of the head, and squeezing his head behind him.

This imagination made him creepy: "A player was infected with the plague in the plot and eventually turned into a little monster. Is this teasing me?"

He frantically poured several bottles of potions that relieved his pain but could not dispel the evil power in his body.

"Although this is called a plague, it is not a disease. It is the power of the underworld that erodes humans and turns them into monsters in the underworld."

Huang Chao quickly put on his equipment, because the equipment was all in the inventory, and he could wear it with just one conscious mind. This effort exhausted his strength, and Huang Chao collapsed weakly on the floor in the house.

He looked at the purple flesh tendons that burst into pieces, and his consciousness blurred. "I must leave here immediately. Once I become a monster, I will destroy everything like an alchemist."

He was able to feel the mood of an alchemist, and his heart was also impacted by waves of desire to kill, which was an urge to destroy everything.

"Leave here!" Huang Chao poured three bottles of blood medicine in succession, took a deep breath, and rushed out of the door.

He felt himself stepping on the violently shaking pedal, and everything in his sight became bizarre. In this twisted and jumping world, Huang Chao gritted his teeth and moved out of the hotel.

When the concierge saw Huang Chao coming out, he asked strangely: "Sir, are you going out?" At this time, Huang Chao was basically wrapped in equipment, so the concierge did not see Huang Chao's abnormality.

"Call the Conqueror to isolate my room, everything, don't let the Isrien people get close to." Huang Chao said a few words, purple blood began to flow out of the corners of his mouth, and his brain hurt even more. He tried hard to maintain his balance, "I'm already infected..."

"What? Ah! Sir..." The concierge reacted, shocked, fell down with a chair, and had not gotten up for a long time.

"He is afraid, must be afraid..." Huang Chao's thinking speed became very slow, and simple thoughts were repeated in his mind, and he finally struggled to the portal.

Fortunately, it was already late at night, and he didn't meet anyone along the way.

Huang Chao fell out of the portal of the frost hills and immediately fell to the ground and spit out purple blood. At this moment, his eyes were bloody, his entire eyeball was covered with purple blood, and everything in his vision was covered with purple halo.

Before, Huang Chao had seen many infected patients. Anyone who developed to this point did not survive in the end and turned into tentacle monsters. Through the previous battle, Huang Chao had found that his strength was unstoppable in Isrien. If he fell into madness in the city, it would cause a tragedy like the Torch Light Town.

Now, he has arrived at the empty snow field. Even if the worst situation really happens, it is just a powerful monster in the pile of monsters.

"But, hehehe, how could I become a monster?"

Huang Chao struggled to smile, making his face even more ferocious. He wanted to stand up, but slipped in the snow, so he simply gave up and rolled in the snow, all the way to a cliff not far away.

"Even at the worst time, you can't turn yourself into a monster..." Huang Chao looked at the rock wall in his distorted vision, revealing a firm look.

"And I haven't lost yet, I'm a game player. According to the protagonist's treatment, anyone who invades the protagonist's consciousness will eventually become the transport captain, okay?"

"Hahahaha, it's time for me to collect extra money now."

"I have tried everything, but it has no effect. Now there is only the deepest state of meditation. At that time, I can touch the foreign object in my mind. Since it can put me in this world, there must be something magical that I have never discovered!"

As I said before, Huang Chao can play. In this desperate situation, he keenly discovered a glimmer of life. In fact, he also made the worst plan. This move has not worked yet, so he just rolled down here and deleted the account and didn't play...

Of course, he might have become a monster before this, but he made plans after all, didn’t he?

Huang Chao curled up on the snow, trying to relax his spirit, hoping to immerse himself in a state of meditation. Although he had closed his eyes, he still saw the screen open in front of him.

The interface with green rings and experience bars is now flashing with white light around, and the outside of the screen is surrounded by purple cracks. The cracks consciously develop towards the screen, but are blocked by white light, and each collision has its own losses.

In the experience bar below, the value that used to be "50/1000" has become "23/1000", and it has been reduced by 1 point at this moment.

Huang Chao understood in his heart that the reason why he was not controlled was indeed a blessing from this thing, and it can be inferred that once the values ​​are used up, he will die.

"It seems that this is not an experience bar, it is an energy that can be used. Yes, if the energy reaches 1,000, you can start the next stage."

His last thought came to his mind, and finally entered the spiritual world of meditation.

Originally, the world of green mountains and green waters in the fantasy, the grass and gardens had been broken, everything was covered with purple mist, and large clusters of tentacles grew around the world, slowly squeezing the entire spiritual space.

"I have to go deeper, relax, relax, concentrate consciousness, the feeling of the source of everything, where everything begins and ends..."

His consciousness slid deep down along the invisible channel, touching the two-way foil in his mind, and a spiritual connection connected to the source point was opened again.

All the pain was eliminated, and Huang Chao could no longer feel his body. His consciousness was full of peace and peace, but he reminded himself that I would find a solution here!

Then he had a feeling of rising upwards, and consciousness rose from the source point. Huang Chao opened his eyes and showed that what he had in front of his spirit was a brand new world.
Chapter completed!