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5. The Eighteen Hells of Hades

"Brother, your stomach is really okay?"

Ji Shui, wearing a yellow sleeping suit printed with a lazy sheep, has faced Ji Tiandao for the fifth time.

It’s not that Ji Shui is naughty. It’s because Ji Tian’s eating too much today. The waiters had to come over and collect a stack of empty dishes every few minutes.

So in the end, a middle-aged aunt-level waiter even stood beside him, staring at him tightly, trying to find evidence that Ji Tian wasted food.

And of course, she failed.

In the end, the boss of the seafood city was indeed as Ji Tian said, sending the two people out with the eyes of the god of food delivery (plague).

I guess the next time their brother and sister go to the seafood city, the two girls wearing backless outfits at the counter will use the reasons such as "the locations are ordered" and will never allow them to enter.

Although, they looked at Ji Tian's eyes radiating.

"It's okay, I'm not telling you that a fight with someone today consumes too much, so I have a big appetite and eat a little more."

Ji Tian smiled and asked his sister to go back to the room to rest.

Today she was hit harder, and it would be much better to have a deep sleep.

"call……"

After Ji Shui returned to the house with all her heart, Ji Tian closed the door of his house.

Then he pondered a little, looked around the room for a while, and seemed to be looking for something.

However, he didn't seem to find anything satisfied. Finally, Ji Tian's eyes were placed on a snow-white wall in his room.

"Bang!"

Ji Tian stretched out his right hand and gently pressed towards the wall.

"puff!"

The dust scattered, and a handprint about a few millimeters deep, but very clear, appeared on the snow-white walls.

“…”

It looks super conspicuous, and the black handprints that look very unsightly compared to the neat walls.

Ji Tian fell into a brief silence.

"Wow!"

So Ji Tian stretched out his hand again.

Directly along the handprint, wipe off a layer of a small piece of wall.

Afterwards, looking at the wall that was more conspicuous because of the blackening of a large piece, Ji Tian fell into deeper thoughts.

"Sure enough, because of the attack on that woman, the Eye of Shura, the consciousness is now exhausted and the thinking and judgment ability is affected. Well, that's what it is?"

A few seconds later, Ji Tian said to himself.

Then he stopped looking at the messed-up wall, but turned to close his eyes and carefully realized his body.

"Well, it seems that I can use my strong consciousness to directly adjust the structure of my body. In this way, I don't need to come over to polish the body refining technique. I just need enough food containing essence to directly convert and absorb it."

"After completely converting the food you eat tonight, you should be able to reach the peak of the 'destructive level', or even approach the 'dangerous level', and barely have the power to protect yourself!"

After a while, a ray of light flashed in Ji Tian's open eyes and he judged.

Destruction level, danger level...

This is a rough division of strength in the early stage of the Age of Gods.

Because, the inheritances of various types are actually very different, such as cultivation, magic, sacrifice, and even faith in the enthronement of gods...

It is difficult to accurately divide a unified state of cultivation between different systems.

Therefore, governments in various countries finally chose to summarize a rough set of strength standards based on the memories obtained by the inheritors and the intelligence they collected.

From low to high, it is destruction level, danger level, threat level, and panic level in turn!

A few tears oozed out of the woman tied up by the red rope.

However, when she said "being possessed evil", a cold red seemed to flash in her eyes under the dim candle light.

"Actually, you believe this as soon as you entered the college student. There is no abnormality found in the surveillance, but who said surveillance can definitely be used as evidence!"

"If the surveillance camera is broken, then the witness alone is enough for the police to arrest him. Even if there is no evidence, I can let him in with a phone call..."

The young man with a triangular eye said with some disdain on his face.

"At that time, you will take her over and beg me!"

Then, a tyrannical expression appeared on his face again, and he lowered the candlestick and poured a large amount of wax oil onto the woman tied with a red rope.

"But, their family has become a celebrity because of the fresh meat star. If she makes the matter online..."

The woman tied with a red rope, forcibly gritted her teeth and resisted being scalded by the candle.

"A bullshit young and handsome guy, you're just a butt seller. Believe it or not, even if I ask two people to blow him up, this will not happen on the Internet... Fuck, are you fooling about that bullshit young guy in your heart again?"

The young man seemed to be in a worse mood, so he felt a little hot, so he reached out and pulled off the only silk nightgown on his body.

"swallow!"

Then, he raised the candle to the woman's mouth, which was about the same height as his thigh, and the hazy flames blocked half of the woman's face.

God, is this young man a devil? Let this bound woman swallow the lit candle!

"Um!"

However, the young man did not notice that the woman who had tears in the corners of her eyes, lowered her eyebrows and looked pleased with a pleasing smile.

The moment he lowered his head after hearing his words, his eyes flashed slightly empty, and then his expression became ferocious.

"ah!"

The next moment, a scream that was extremely shrill and terrifying throughout the Tang Dynasty club.
Chapter completed!
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