Yang Yu took the God of Death, Leonardo, to a completely closed spherical metabolic chamber.

"Guest, this is your metabolic room."

Looking at the metabolic chamber in front of him, Reon Nador, the god of death, couldn't help but tremble.

"That... can I change it? I feel uncomfortable when I see something like this..."

Yang Yu looked at Leonardo with some confusion. Is this just a metabolic room? What's the point of making a fuss?

Death God Leon looked at Yang Yu in embarrassment, and after a long time, he said leisurely, "This thing looks a bit like the single prison of the law enforcement team..."

In a word, Yang Yu instantly understood what he meant, and felt that this guy was the god of death who had experienced the desperate prison of the law enforcement team.

No wonder he is so sensitive to this metabolic chamber!

"Guest, don't worry, our metabolic product recycling center is not a law enforcement team. You are entering the metabolic room, not a single prison. When the guest has finished metabolizing, I will open it for you."

Speaking of this, Yang Yu paused and then began to explain, "After all, as a god of death, you are the supreme god. The breath of death is too strong. If you are not properly controlled, it will cause serious consequences. I think you are not willing to be invited by the law enforcement team to have tea because of accidental injury.

Or maybe you can keep your pockets naked because of compensation for hurting others!”

Hearing the three words of the law enforcement team, the God of Death Leonardo's face changed, and he had a shy wallet for his physical and mental health.

Reonna, the god of death, gritted his teeth, but defeated the fear in his heart and agreed to enter the metabolic room.

Yang Yu then connected his fingers on the tablet, and then the door of the metabolic chamber was opened. Yang Yu first looked inside at the door and checked whether there were any damage.

After confirming that, Yang Yu nodded to the god of death, Leona, "Please--"

Death God Reon took a deep breath. Although he couldn't see his face, it could be seen through his slightly trembling body that the law enforcement officer's prison was indeed not a good place to stay.

After the death god Leonardo walked into the metabolic room, Yang Yu told him "Don't worry."

Then he closed the door and began to monitor through the tablet.

Of course, it is impossible to directly watch the metabolic live broadcast of a certain god of death, but to judge the situation in the metabolic chamber by monitoring the energy change index in the metabolic chamber.

I don’t know much about these newcomers Yang Yu, but it doesn’t matter. There is an energy meter on the tablet.

According to the comparison scale, Yang Yu can still do it.

"The concentration of death aura is 9999.3... It is worthy of being the supreme god of death. If such a pure aura of death is placed in the ordinary universe, it will directly kill more than half of the living body in that universe.

The fluctuations of the divine nature increase, and the fluctuation is 20% higher... It seems that the metabolism begins to cause the spirit to fluctuate.

I monitored the emergence of the non-death aura, and the energy concentration was rising... It seems that the metabolite has come out."

Yang Yu looked at the monitoring data on the tablet boredly. According to the monitoring of the metabolites of the god of death, Leonardo, it would probably take more than an hour to complete the metabolism.

Looking at the slowly rising numbers, Yang Yu couldn't help but yawn, and then sat bored on the chair beside him in a daze.

"It's so boring. Sitting like this is not a solution. By the way, I know the metabolites of the mountain giant. What are these metabolites of the gods?"

Thinking of this, seeing that it was still early, Yang Yu began to look up the tablet. Now he is a little interested in the metabolites of God.

As he looked up a page of hundreds of millions of races, he appeared on the tablet.

Looking at the big counter on the web page, the number of all races of the gods is recorded, with more than 100 million.

And this number is still increasing!

Yang Yu was stunned for a moment. What else can he think about this? There are so many races of gods. Which race should he start from?

In desperation, Yang Yu could only choose based on his feelings, "Just this, the six-winged tiger god..."

The six-winged tiger god clan has a tiger head and a human body, and a six-winged winged man on the back. It is in charge of the fierce battle formation. In his original universe, as long as he appears in the world, there will be huge turmoil, wars continue, and life will be devastated.

"Hehe... this is a fierce god. Let me take a look. Metabolites... Six evil qi crystals, crystal stones containing six different evil qi energy. They can be used as a powerful formation to cause the killing intention of living beings."

Yang Yu raised his eyebrows because the purpose of this crystal was written later.

It turns out that in the more popular "real battle games", this kind of crystallization is often used as an auxiliary tool to improve the game experience and mental commitment of the gamer.

Yang Yu was very interested in the "real battle game" mentioned here, so he went to check it out.

As the name suggests, this kind of game is indeed the same as Yang Yu thought, and it allows the player to truly enter a specially developed universe for combat.

Those game universes have been blessed by the students of the Source Academy and Creation Department, and are extremely strong. Even if the Supreme God takes full advantage of his efforts, he will have no potential to destroy one planet at most.

Moreover, the winners in the game will receive mysterious gifts from the game company, which are the most suitable things given by the gamer according to the real situation of the gamer.

Of course, the cost of games is not cheap. The ticket price for a game is usually 1,000 yuan, and there are also low-end games, but it will not be less than 500 yuan.

Seeing this, Yang Yu's eyes twitched. This was indeed a game played by rich people, with a game of five hundred to one thousand.

You know, they went to the Tyrannosaurus barbecue dinner for one time, but it was only a little over 500, or less than 600. It was because they ate it very much, so they could spend so much.

He can't be a game for someone else. If Yang Yu goes to find abuse, he will never do it. Because with his current strength, it will be the result of landing into a box if he goes.

After complaining, Yang Yu continued to look, "Half-soul God Clan... What's this thing? Half-soul God Clan, half of it is the soul... The perfect combination of gods and souls... The metabolite is the crystallization of souls... Usage... Replace MSG, it tastes very good!!"

Yang Yu was thundered by what he saw, and after a long time, this metabolite was actually used as a seasoning.

One hundred grams actually costs ten thousand yuan! These are all eternal coins from the source universe, not the yen and Thai baht of the earth!

"Hiss-This is the real way to eat gold! Whoever can afford such expensive things will be willing to buy..."

Yang Yu had just finished muttering, and he slapped him hard when the introduction he saw next.

Because below the crystal of the soul, there is a particularly conspicuous sentence with four naked big words written on it: Supply in short supply!

Then, the following are all replies from creatures. What tastes so good... This thing is of excellent quality and worth buying...

There are also many local tyrants who need as much as they can directly leave messages, and they don’t have to shorten their money.

Yang Yu suddenly felt like he was shopping in Taobao and Moduoduo. What he couldn't accept the most was that many bastards directly posted pictures of the dishes made with the Soul Crystal.

Looking at the crystal clear and lifelike delicious food in the picture, Yang Yu almost threw the tablet away.

After closing his eyes, after a long time, Yang Yu calmed down his excitement. He sighed slowly and expressed his helplessness, "Sure enough, poverty restricted my imagination..."

When Yang Yu sighed helplessly, a "Didi" prompt sound came from the metabolic room next to him.

The metabolism of the god of death, Leonardo, was completing, and he was prompting himself with the ringtone button in the room.

Yang Yu quickly exited from the web page, and the control panel opened the door to the metabolic room.
Chapter completed!