"Ah...I can't get through the day..."

Huai Shi was sitting in the garden, her clothes were messy and her face was pale. Thinking of what she had experienced in the past two days, she couldn't help but scream to the sky and burst into tears.

This is not just about being so poor that you are about to go bankrupt, but you have also experienced being caught interviewing to be a cowherd and your reputation has been wiped out, then you have encountered a dead body inexplicably, and you have been targeted with guns and cannons and brought in something.

He went to strange agencies, and finally his soul was severely hit...

From the inside out, from my spirit to my wallet, I can no longer support such a bitter and painful life.

Especially what was recorded in the book, Huai Shi wanted to die every time she read it, but her family was so poor that they couldn't even buy a rope, and the natural gas was cut off for half a year.

There is no way to seek death, and there is no way to seek life.

"Forget it if the ball is dead!"

He threw the note aside and became furious, causing the panda to shed tears. After the rage and tears were over, he obediently picked up the note, wiped the soil off it, and then sighed and continued to look at the bare garden in a daze.

It will eventually pass, Huai Shi, it will eventually pass... Maybe I will forget about this matter after a while?

He prayed secretly in his heart, and then began to have a headache about where to earn the next living expenses.

"It's okay if you really think so. But if you calculate the time, those guys should be targeting you..."

He heard a strange voice coming from beside him, like a woman, hoarse and charming, with a trace of unspeakable mockery. She said: "Young man, you are going to die."

"You're the one who's going to die!"

Huai Shi turned around and glared angrily, then froze on the spot.

There was no one around him.

This is his backyard, so no one would come here, let alone talk to him inexplicably.

But who was speaking?

He saw a crow lazily preening its wings on the fence.

"Don't be stupid, yes, it's me."

In his confused expression, the crow said calmly: "The crow is talking to you, and you are not having a nightmare."

As she spoke, she seemed to burp.

"Can you talk?"

Huai Shi was stunned and immediately alerted: "No, what the hell are you!"

Crow laughed softly, and his tone became aggrieved and narrow-minded: "Wow, when you stared at her every day without blinking, you treated her like a little kiss, now you call her a ghost?"

"You, you, you...are you that broken book?"

Huai Shi reacted and opened the cover of the note. On the title page... the silhouette of a crow had disappeared without a trace, as if it had truly become a living creature and flown out of the page.

"Roughly the same."

Crow sighed and glanced at the note in his arms: "Although we are both wrecks, I am just a record of it.

However, it would be ridiculous if you confuse me with the Kingdom of Heaven."

Saying words that Huaishi didn't understand, she changed the topic and stared at Huaishi with red eyes: "However, this has nothing to do with who I am, and the problem is -

——Do you really think I was trying to frame you just now?"

She asked softly, "Didn't you personally experience the records of those people before they died?"

Huai Shi thought of her continuous nightmare last night, and shuddered subconsciously, her tone became dry: "Are they really...all dead?"

"Ah, that's right."

Crow nodded: "Except for you, everyone who has seen that box is dead now.

There are really a lot of good things in there. After sleeping for so many years, it is rare to be able to replenish so much source of essence. Although it is a bit messy, but after calculation, it is enough for about eight or nine hundred people, right?"

She clicked her lips and looked at Huai Shi happily: "For the sake of those meeting gifts, do you need my help, young man?"

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"40 grams of copper, 57 grams of silver, 12 grams of ground tin... a set of crucibles and gas stoves, and the remaining lead blocks are given away for free..."

In the evening, Huaishi finally returned home after running around the city all day. She threw the plastic bag in her hand on the table, picked up the remaining mineral water from the day before and drank tons and tons of it, without caring about her health.

"My Huabei Jiebei money has been emptied out, and I am heavily in debt. What's the point of buying these things?"

"Alchemy."

Crow plucked his feathers and said calmly: "It is not easy to create a stigma that ordinary people like you can use."

"Stigmata?" Huai Shi laughed, "Do you want me to be a cleaner doing air splits?"

"What is this? Is it a modern joke?"

"No, it's just a trick used by junk game manufacturers to defraud money."

Thinking of those classmates in the class who were so greedy for money that they could spend anywhere from 50,000 to 63,000 to 40,000, Huaishi felt from the bottom of her heart...so envious.

"It's different, Huai Shi. Although the names are the same, the stigmata I'm talking about is not that ridiculous thing."

Crow calmly explained: "If the soul essence possessed by the sublime is the prototype of divine power, then the stigmata is the result of analyzing the legacy of the gods.

By tracing back the remnants of miracles to find the path to the sacred, imitating the gods, investigating the authority and remaining traces of gods, what is studied is the existence of the sacred marks. The secret ritual is composed of metal and incense, imitating the huge

Small miracles created by miracles.

This is the stigmata."

"……god?"

Huai Shi was stunned, "Does God really exist in this world?"

"There have been."

Crow was silent for a moment, "It's just that they are all dead. Things abandoned by the times are not of concern to today's world. I'm afraid that in a short time, they won't even be worth remembering."

Regarding this, Crow was unwilling to say more, but urged Huai Shi to set up the crucible and start this refining as soon as possible.

"Is it enough to just use these?"

When the temperature of the flame was high enough, Huaishi followed the crow's instructions, put on a mask and ground the lead blocks into powder, then mixed it with his own blood and carefully wrote inscriptions that he did not recognize on the extremely thin metal.

The structure of the inscription is extremely simple, but it does not allow for any deviation.

The crow's eyes were so vicious and terrifying that even if it was just a little off, he would have to erase and rewrite it. After wasting an unknown amount of CC's blood, he finally completed this simple job.

"These are just auxiliary materials. Even the simplest stigmata cannot be smelted by mortal fire and mortal metal. Now it is just the most rudimentary emergency supplies. When you want to create more advanced stigmata in the future,

, it even requires the blood of phantom beasts and a lot of sacrifices, even..."

It paused and didn't say anything more. It just said lightly: "Take a ten-minute break and start at a quarter past eleven. Remember, you only have one chance. If you miss it, I think you don't have that much money to start over. Right."

Bar?"

When money was mentioned, Huai Shi suddenly became more and more nervous. With notes in his hand, he repeatedly confirmed the order that Crow had dictated to him and rehearsed it in his mind.

But the crow stood beside the crucible, staring into the flames.

In an instant, the red fire suddenly turned into pure white, and in the end, countless streams of light emerged from it, magnificent and gorgeous.

But the figure of the crow became increasingly rare.

"what is that?"

"Esencelasm, the ignited sesame." Crow glanced at him, and before he asked again, he explained: "Esencelasm is the material that makes up the soul, and the spirit preserved in the material... you understand it as the soul.

Just pieces will do.

You don't have enough materials, so you can only work on the flames, and now you are burning one person's soul every second. Ah, don't worry about the source, these are all the stocks in that box."

Huai Shi swallowed and didn't know what to say.

What's more terrifying than burning one person every second is that what's in that box, according to Crow, is nearly a thousand people's source of essence...

What the hell is this?

"Don't think so much about what you have and what you don't have, let's get started, Huaishi."

Crow glanced at Huai Shi for the last time. The liquid lead in the cauldron had boiled completely, but there was no stench or other smells. Instead, a hint of golden color was faintly revealed under the torment of the pure white flames.

It's like gold powder rippling in a light gray.

Without thinking too much, Huai Shi grabbed the things that were arranged in order and threw them into the crucible one by one. First it was tin, then copper, and finally silver...

Every time it is put into the crucible, there are no ripples in the metal solution, and foreign objects are completely melted in an instant.

Pure white flames suddenly rose, and countless streams of light were greedily drawn into the crucible. The intense light stung Huai Shi's eyes.

At the last moment, Huaishi heard the sigh of a crow.

"I hope this time the bet is really right, Huaishi."

Whispering like this softly, she, who was already as thin as a phantom, suddenly spread her wings, flew up, and threw herself into the crucible.

boom!
To be continued...