Pure Milk God's Chosen

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Cheng Shi cautiously looked over the bookshelf from front to back, and after confirming that there was no one else around, he frowned and asked in confusion:

"A chieftain who was about to reach 2400 points died just like that?"

Who killed him?

Why is there so much blood?

That's interesting. Where's the Pastry Chef?

And what about that teammate who Faith "time"? Where did he go?

"Tang... Gravekeeper, now it's your professional time. Look, what have you found?"

Zhang Jizu ignored Cheng Shi's teasing. He used the Scalpel in his hand to lift the severed hand, squinting as he said:

"The muscle nerves on this cross-section still have a slight vitality, which means that the person was probably not dead when we first heard the sound."

Perhaps his hand was cut off just as we were stepping onto the stairs.

But strangely, why didn't we hear a sound when he, such a big guy, fell down?

Zhang Jizu frowned in confusion, then nodded thoughtfully and said:

"You're right, it's likely that someone really Annihilation the voices within."

He raised the severed hand in his hand, gesturing for Cheng Shi to look at the cross-section.

"Look here, this is not the result of a sharp weapon, but the erosion of the power of Annihilation. This is a limb that fell off after part of its flesh and blood were Annihilation."

As he spoke, he squinted and took Gou Feng's left arm back. When the two sections were joined together, it was obvious that the reattached left arm was half a section shorter.

Cheng Shi, lacking interest, pouted and pressed on, "Anything else?"

"The fatal wound wasn't in the chest, but in the back." Zhang Jizu turned Gou Feng's body over and pointed to the tear in the back, saying, "A short weapon more than three fingers wide pierced straight into the heart, killing him instantly. It was a very standard assassination technique, an attack from behind, not the kind of thing a soldier would do."

"So you're saying that Mo Shu did the severed hand, but Tian Xie killed the person?"

"The two of them ambushed Gou Feng and then killed him here?"

"That possibility cannot be ruled out, but the order is wrong. It should be fatal first, then the hand severed, and..."

There were also problems with the body.

Cheng Shi finally showed some interest, raising an eyebrow and asking, "What's the problem?"

"He... may not be Gou Feng himself."

"?"

Zhang Jizu pointed to the corpse's neck and the corners of its eyes, and then pinched the flesh on its face.

"Gou Feng is not young, at least over 35 years old. I observed him at the beginning of the game, and there were traces of aging on his skin, although they were very faint, they were definitely there."

But look here, although this corpse looks exactly like Gou Feng, there are no fine lines on his neck or around his eyes, not even a forehead wrinkle. His skin and flesh may have become firmer due to the tempering of a warrior's physique, but [Birth] is not [prosperity]. It does not grant its Believer the blessing of youth, unless..."

"Unless he's Newborn!" Cheng Shi's gaze sharpened as he replied.

"Yes! Unless he is Newborn born through the blessing of [Birth] by Gou Feng, his appearance would not show such characteristics."

I know that one of the blessings of [Birth] is the talent of giving birth to oneself. Considering the chief's profession, perhaps he killed someone and conceived a Newborn from the corpse. When the Newborn grew up eating the corpse, it was killed by someone else.

This also explains the large amount of blood on our feet; it's the blood of two corpses, except one of them had been eaten.

Cheng Shi listened to Zhang Jizu's speculation and nodded with a smile.

The ideas are quite clear, and there's some substance, but not much.

Although his investigation was flawless, Cheng Shi felt something was missing. He stroked his chin, looked at this Chosen of God of "Death," and clicked his tongue in amazement:

"Brother, you're not hiding your true abilities, are you?"

"?" Zhang Jizu's last remaining squint disappeared again. He asked with a hint of doubt, "What did I miss?"

"Nothing was missed, but... you are His Believer, the leader of that the Great One!"

When you see a dead person, you actually just look at them?

What about your talents? What about His blessings?

"Take it out! You can't expect a Wood Elf me to solve a case, can you?"

Do you really think you're Wood Elf?

"..." Zhang Jizu gave Cheng Shi a strange look and said bluntly, "I am a Priest."

"Uh, and then what?"

"My talents are limited to healing and survival, even in the creation of items, so I don't have any other abilities."

"???"

I'm not lying!

Cheng Shi was shocked and exclaimed in disbelief:

"Pure milk?"

No, bro, you're the Chosen of God death! Pure milk?

Ah?"

"The term 'pure milk' sounds weird, but if I had to summarize it that way, yes, I am pure milk."

"... So how exactly did you get to where you are now? Did you have no other means at all?"

Zhang Jizu smiled, seemingly thinking it was a silly question:

"It's very simple. No matter how difficult the Trials, no matter how many of my teammates died, I never died, so I've made it this far."

"..."

Damn, that makes a lot of sense.

Cheng Shi was stunned. This was the first time he had ever seen such a pure healer in this tier, but he still couldn't believe it, so he asked again:

"So you just pulled out the Scalpel because that's what you use to attack?"

Zhang Jizu seemed to find nothing wrong with it and nodded, saying, "Not entirely, there's also physical skill."

What the hell is this physical combat skill? Do you want to compete with the various monsters in the Trials using physical combat skills, or with this group of Peak Player?

Can your physical skills withstand Big Cat's tail whip? Probably not.

But even Big Cat probably can't beat you to death...

Cheng Shi suddenly realized that Zhang Jizu's idea was correct, and it could be described as simple and straightforward. This game could indeed be without so many twists and turns. As long as you can ensure that you don't die, it is really possible to outlive everyone else.

Damn, no wonder he's so steady; his game strategy is absolutely brilliant.

Cheng Shi was greatly shocked and pursed his lips, saying, "That the Great One, won't you provide him with anything else?"

"Match? What do you mean? You mean His gift?"

"Yes, [Death] never lacks offensive items, and many of them are directly lethal. Aren't they useful?"

Or is it that you don't like using it?

"I chose all the Trials rewards to save my life. It's better to save myself than to kill others."

"..."

Cheng Shi convinced, utterly convinced.

Okay, okay, I thought I was pretty careful with my life, but I never expected there would be someone even braver than me!

No wonder he is one of His generals!

He looked at Zhang Jizu with a strange expression and asked a very curious question in a low voice:

"Is there anyone who can kill you in the Trials now?"

Zhang Jizu's gaze sharpened. This involved his backup plan and should not have been shared with others, but since his Lord of Grace had asked him to save Cheng Shi's life, he naturally guessed that Cheng Shi's Lord of Grace was probably not badly related to his own Lord of Grace.

Since the two "He"s are getting closer to each other, I should also open up to this protected target more deeply.

He hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice, "No."

These two seemingly insignificant words Ear quite powerful to Cheng Shi!

No!

The Gravekeeper bluntly stated that no one could kill him during the Trials!

How many life-saving tricks must one have to say something like that!

Cheng Shi was filled with envy. Even though he now possessed some of the Divine Authority "Vitality," he wouldn't dare to say such arrogant words.

"Amazing! I admire you!"

"Alright, since the Priest is a professional Priest, let's leave the case-solving to us Wood Elf."

"..."

As he spoke, Cheng Shi took out the hand bone brooch that had been bestowed upon him by Death, amidst Zhang Jizu's slightly puzzled gaze.

When Zhang Jizu saw the brooch, he was stunned for a moment, and then looked at it carefully in disbelief.

This thing... it looks like something my Lord created?

No, this is the creation of my Lord!

The aura of death here is so pure, it's exactly the same as the aura next to the Bone Throne!

Did He do it himself?

It seems so!

But what is this thing, and why is it in the hands of a swindler?

He squinted again, asking in confusion, "This is...?"

"Oh, this? When that the Great One was comprehending [Memory], they casually made a little toy, but they weren't quite satisfied with it, so they gave it to me."

I casually... squeezed out... a little toy?

Why does it look like an S-class holy artifact to me?

Why have I never seen this in His rewards?

Also, what does it mean to gain insight into [Memory]?

How does one perceive Memory in relation to death?

Has the Lord of Grace stolen the Divine Authority over [Memory]?

Zhang Jizu frowned, feeling that something was not quite right.

How come I've never heard of this?

Why would He give the tool of [Memory] to a liar?

Just because [Deception] is the enemy of [Memory]?

Wait, no, could it be that [Deception] helped our Lord of Grace steal the [Memory] Divine Authority?

Is this the reason why the two of them drew closer to each other?

In that instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind. Just as the question marks above his head were increasing, Cheng Shi had already used [Memory of the Departed] on the corpse.

Gou Feng's mouth and nose were once again filled with a blue-green light, and then he suddenly opened his eyes.

Seeing this, Cheng Shi curled the corners of his lips and asked:

What happened here before you died?

The corpse's mouth moved for a moment, then it hissed:

"The chief woke me up, but the Cleaner killed me."

!!

With just this one sentence, the two knew that the dead person was not Gou Feng himself, but the Newborn he had conceived through his talent.

So who did he kill?

Since the Cleaner killed the chief's people, does that mean the unfortunate soul killed by the chief was Scorpio?

No, that doesn't make sense. There are signs of Assassin attempt on the back of this chieftain. If Scorpion died, it couldn't have been the Cleaner who did it.

A warrior skilled in Assassin techniques?

Many questions remained. Zhang Jizu raised an eyebrow and immediately pressed for an answer:

"Who did your chief kill? Where did he go? Where did the Cleaner go? What about Scorpion?"

He asked several questions in a row, but the corpse only replied with one sentence:

"Don't be afraid, it won't hurt. Just let me punch you once, and you'll get pregnant."

"..."

Zhang Jizu was stunned. He opened his squinting eyes in shock and looked at Cheng Shi, his eyes filled with bewilderment.

Cheng Shi chuckled and shrugged.

"What did I say? Toys, toys He casually sculpted, only work for the first problem, they fail for the second."

Is it really a toy?

Thinking about it this way, it seems that His gift makes sense.

Don't the Believer of the God of Merriment just love tinkering with these strange and fancy things?

After the little incident involving the hand bone brooch, both of them frowned at the same time.

They were all wondering why the seemingly shy and reserved Cleaner would actually kill a chief Faith Opposition was not opposed to theirs when everyone was separated; it made no sense.

Unless a conflict occurred between the two people the instant they entered the courtroom.

But this possibility is too small to be used as a logical basis.

Furthermore, if Mo Shu were a bloodthirsty person, then the cakes he took out should have contained something, but Cheng Shi did not sense anything wrong with the cakes.

"Strange, what do you think?" he asked the Gravekeeper beside him, puzzled.

Just as Zhang Jizu was about to speak after a moment of contemplation, a loud bang suddenly came from downstairs.

"Bang!"

"Splash—"

The two were startled, exchanged a glance, and simultaneously pulled a Scalpel from their sleeves and held it in their hands.