Although it is difficult to breathe, you still have to breathe.

And not long after, Huai Shi threw this matter behind her, like a stupid dog who had his head penetrated into the sand to escape reality.

There are too many lice, and there is no worry about it.

In his limited life, Huai Shi understood a truth: no matter how scheming humans try to save money, they always have to spend it when it is time to spend it... If you don't spend it, others may have spent it for you, or they will never have the chance to spend it again.

Isn't it just money?

Make another profit if you lose it...

Already accustomed to the severe pain of twitching inside, Huai Shi picked up the teacup with tears and drank it all in one sip.

Then he stood there in a daze.

“How does it feel?”

The chief clerk came up and looked at him with anticipation: "I used a new recipe this time, and the effect should be good, right?"

"…This feeling is so good!"

Huai Shi looked down in disbelief and looked at the tea cup in her hand. She felt a wonderful tea fragrance lingering around her mouth. The tea water that was drinking into her belly seemed to rise, bringing continuous and wonderful reactions, which made him unable to help but breathe, sweep the boredom in his chest and the quiet body and mind.

The restless heart quickly calmed down and felt a sense of peace.

"How did it be cooked?" He carefully sucked the tea soup in the cup, "I'll prepare to make some more when I go back."

The manager laughed and looked very comforted: "It's true that Mr. Huai Shi, you know how to appreciate art the best. In this way, I will write down the method later. Although a lot of it depends on experience to judge, if you try it more, you can always reach the level of excellence of me."

"Tell me carefully." Huai Shi's eyes lit up and she came over to ask.

Just as the two of them were communicating their tea making skills and cooking skills, a faint roar came from their heads.

At this moment, the iron crystal mount was suspended in the sky, but a dark shadow appeared on the deck of the iron crystal mount, gradually extending forward.

The illusory light source transformed by the dome giant after his death was obscured.

Clusters of airships roared and flew from higher altitudes.

The director stopped a little, raised his head, stared at the airship cluster's bang away, and couldn't help but squint his eyes.

"I have to say that this angry retreat posture is really pleasing to the eye."

As he said that, he raised his teacup and said goodbye to the ivy emblem on the airship flagship, watching the losers leave.

“Go along the way.”

Huai Shi tried hard to raise her head and looked up.

It seems that you can see at the top of the flagship, two vague shadows overlooking them, but you can't see clearly. But one of them is extremely familiar.

“Go along the way.”

He raised his hand and waved it hard.

The other party also raised his hand.

A middle finger shadow cast on the deck on the iron crystal base, and finally gestured to a neck.

Scum, you will be sharked in three days, and you will be exposed!

That's probably what it means.

Huai Shi raised her eyebrows, shrugged, and watched the shadow of the airship gradually fade away, retracting her gaze.

Keep drinking tea.

Start enjoying the life of a salted fish again.

"Speaking of this, there is still good news that I haven't had time to tell you." The chief clerk suddenly said: "But after thinking about it, it's better to let the person involved come and thank you in person."

"party?"

Huai Shi looked up in confusion.

Seeing the man who had been waiting for a long time not far away, he widened his eyes and stood there in a daze.

"Look, Huai Shi, you didn't do anything." The chief clerk raised his eyebrows happily, "In this hell, at least there is someone who was saved because of you..."

"Kandra?" Huai Shi couldn't believe it, "You, are you alive?"

"Although I don't know why I was selected by the records of the Kingdom of Heaven, I'm just going to live?"

What once called "Kondra" looked like a soul lowered her head and stroked her chest to thank her, "Thank you for everything you have done, Mr. Huai Shi."

In his hands, a heavy book emerged.

"Les Miserables".

"is that so?"

In the sudden surprise, Huai Shi couldn't help laughing.

"It seems that there are good things occasionally in hell!"

"Have you made friends, Liz?"

In the higher sky, the old man in the wheelchair turned around on the outer deck part of the airbag, looking at the angry girl beside him.

Liz turned around and looked serious: "Will anyone in the world call this kind of relationship a friend, teacher?"

Michelle smiled: "I think it's good for you to make more friends. If you always look like a high priest, you will sometimes feel lonely, right?"

"After I peeled his skin and offered it to the skinder, sacrificed my internal organs to Kukulkan, and dedicated my heart and head to the First Sun, I will consider being friends with the rest of him."

Liz answered seriously: "Apart from that, I don't think there is any possibility of getting along with that guy at all. Please rest and recuperate and stop thinking about it. OK? It's so cold outside, it's time for you to go back."

"Just just a blow-up, what's the big deal?"

Michelle shook her head indifferently, lowered her head, and looked at the steel bracelet on her wrist, which looked like shackles. It was slightly orange on the small display screen of the bracelet.

It has gradually faded from the red area, but it has not returned to the safe green area.

This is a proof of soul pollution.

Signs of solidification.

He knows his own affairs.

It’s like miracles and disasters are often both inside and outside.

As an alchemist, it is impossible for Michelle to know what he is doing.

Go beyond his limits, regardless of the consequences, and rashly activate miracles to engrave them, and run them in hell for so long... Before that, he already knew the possible consequences.

The so-called sublimation and solidification are both concepts relative to the sea of ​​silver, and are terms used to describe and define the state of the soul.

Corresponding to the division of states of matter in physics, liquid, gas and solid states.

If the souls of all mankind gather into an endless ocean, and the three blockades of the Silver Sea are liquid, then the sublimator who has moved alone from the Silver Sea is gas. No matter how huge it is, compared to the Silver Sea, it is as small as a wisp of water mist.

On the contrary, if you fall by the gravity of the abyss and sink into hell, you will become a solid state.

It's like three different intervals on a state bar.

Unfortunately, there is no possibility of reversal, its changes are often unidirectional.

Once the sublimator leaves the sea of ​​silver, the source substance cannot return to the sea of ​​silver after death. Once the abyss is chosen and solidifies, it will no longer be able to restore the originally light "gas state".

The existence of the sublimator is like a barrier layer, blocking between the solid state represented by hell and the liquid state represented by the present state.

Once the erosion of hell cannot be resisted, the soul will usher in the assimilation of hell in the dissolution of the holy marks, and finally solidify and form again.

It's like smashing the original thing and pieced it together again, it's not like the past.

The price of soul sublimation is to face hell directly.

The side effects of embracing miracles are that disasters will follow you like a shadow.

The holy marks representing the "miracle" and the disasters representing the "abyss" are both the same source, but they are completely different in their expressions.

The sublimator is given a miracle, while the solidified one is the disaster itself.

Even if they appear in the present state, they will increase the distortion of the entire present state. Even if they do nothing, they will accelerate the decline of the present state.

Not to mention how crazy they will do in order to pursue distortion.

This is no longer within the control of the subjective will.

Just as Holy Secret will instinctively pursue miracles and pursue its own destiny, disasters after solidification will also desire growth.

One is the diffusion of growth, and the other is the devour of death. This is the essential difference.

Any squash will be regarded as cancer cells by the present realm, as an enemy by the Sea of ​​Silver, not to mention the pursuit and elimination of the Astronomical Society, and the suppression of the three major blockades...

And now, Michelle even feels incredible.

He was still alive, but he had some signs and signs of solidification, and did not completely fall into the abyss.

Apart from the fact that Ivy's medical technology is so scary, I can only say that I have an incredible luck.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and thanked the gods for their protection.

But Michelle felt that perhaps... there was a possibility of shame.
To be continued...