Doomsday Code

Chapter 728 The Lich Who Loves to Keep Accounts

Leica sat cross-legged on the ground and began to meditate, searching for the memories in his mind.

I don’t know if he is really the child of destiny. Without anyone’s guidance, he was able to gain enlightenment on his own and develop his own consciousness.

Afterwards, using his mind to engrave the magic rune corridor on the consciousness body was also extremely smooth. In just one night, Leica turned from a newbie into a real magician.

After reciting the spell in his mind and looking at the ball of water that appeared in his palm, Leica knew that he had succeeded.

He tossed the water ball, but since he had just finished practicing, he was still a little unfamiliar with it. The water ball scattered directly in the air and splashed all over his head and face.

Stimulated by the cold water, Leica was finally able to confirm that he was already a wizard, and according to the strange voice, he should be a magician.

I am now a real magician.

Thinking about what he had gained that night, Brown couldn't wait to find the patriarch and tell him about the new practice method he knew, so that the patriarch could organize people to spread this practice method.

However, just as he stood up, the strange sound came again.

"Oh my god, I haven't showered for a whole day, and I'm so dirty. What's the point of showering? Why do I need to shower?"

Leica reached out and sniffed his arm, and there was indeed a smell.

Thinking of the hygiene knowledge he learned yesterday, he immediately fetched water and boiled it for a bath.

After taking a bath, he felt refreshed and his mind was much clearer. He thought that his current practice method should not be spread easily.

Because once the outsiders, especially the orcs, find out, their entire tribe will be faced with a disaster of destruction.

This is like a child carrying gold bricks through a busy street, which is a crime.

However, it is impossible not to spread the news. At least a group of loyal and reliable people should be selected from within the tribe and secretly trained as the tribe's backup.

Only after they have grown up can they begin to spread within the tribe on a large scale.

After figuring this out, Leica went to find the patriarch.

In a daze, Chen Cheng rubbed his head and climbed out of bed.

Just now he had the same strange yet realistic dream again. He knew clearly what happened in the dream and could even communicate with the protagonist of the dream.

But every time he opened his mouth, his words changed, becoming a bunch of incoherent nonsense.

Rubbing his swollen head, Chen Cheng looked at the scene outside the window. It was already late at night.

He slept all day.

Tonight is different from last night. There are no dark clouds covering the sky. White moonlight shines through the window onto the ground in front of him.

Seeing this scene, Chen Cheng somehow remembered the first poem he learned when he was studying in his previous life.

There was bright moonlight in front of the bed, which was probably due to frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.

This poem "Quiet Night Thoughts" was the first ancient poem he learned in his textbook when he was in school. At that time, he was still living with his parents and was their most beloved son. He had no idea about the author's homesickness in this poem.

But now he has become a ghost wandering in another world, and he doesn't know how long and how far away he is from his hometown. When he savors this poem again, the homesickness that surges in his heart cannot be suppressed at all.

Thinking of the little boy in the dream, Chen Cheng couldn't help but think of his parents who had passed away many years ago.

At this moment, Sheli, who was guarding outside, heard the movement in the house and couldn't help but ask:

"My lord, are you okay?"

Chen Cheng withdrew his thoughts and realized that he was actually crying.

"It's okay, I just miss my parents."

At this time, Sheli was no longer a subordinate to him, but a friend with whom he could confide, so he directly expressed his longing for his father.

Although Sheli is cold and seems indifferent to the outside world, he is very sensitive in his heart and can hear that Chen Cheng's thoughts come from the heart.

After waiting for a moment and calming down, Chen Cheng said:

"You haven't had much rest these days. It's so late now. You should go back and rest."

"Don't worry, isn't Elder Herlous still in the city? No scoundrels will come to cause trouble. And if you don't get enough rest, how will you have the energy to protect me during the day?"

Chen Cheng knew Sheli's temper, so he directly brought up what he cared about.

"My lord, I will take my leave now. If anything happens, just crush this knife and I will come right back."

As he spoke, Sheli passed a small knife in from under the door.

Picking up the knife on the ground, Chen Cheng put it away and said:

"Okay, go back and rest."

Chen Cheng sat down on the chair in front of the window, and began to count his current belongings in the moonlight.

Of course, the most important thing among them is the several space rings that were taken from the lich today.

This space ring is really a great treasure. It is different from the space bags from the mainland.

The space in the space bag is not only small, but also cannot be compared with the space ring in terms of safety and other aspects.

This space ring not only has a large internal space, but also has high defense and will not be easily destroyed. The space principle in it is also different from that of the space bag.

Instead, it serves as a space coordinate locator in the void crevices, and the items stored in it are directly stored in the stable space in the void crevices.

Once the space ring is damaged, there is no way to take out the items inside. It is unlike a space bag. Once it is broken, the items inside will fall to the ground like equipment in a monster bag.

It can be said that using a space ring is not only a symbol of status and strength, but also if you encounter an enemy that you cannot defeat, as the owner of the ring, as long as you take the initiative to destroy the ring, the enemy will never be able to complete the achievement of defeating monsters and getting equipment.

Chen Cheng was lucky this time. The lich was killed without even having the strength to resist. Otherwise, these space rings would not have fallen into his hands.

Now that the owner of the ring is dead, without the owner's soul, the ring has become ownerless.

Chen Cheng refined the rings and then opened one of them.

Then the thing inside directly blinded Chen Cheng's 24K titanium alloy eyes, because it was actually gold in the ring space.

The golden coins, gold bricks and gold nuggets were piled up into several mountains of gold.

After becoming the owner of the ring, Chen Cheng's soul immediately knew the amount of gold.

A total of more than 10 million gold coins.

And in the corner of these mountains of gold lies a book, or rather a stack of yellowed account books.

After taking out the account book and opening it, Chen Cheng knew where all the gold came from.

It records the gold coins that the lich earned from nobles from various countries in exchange for the strange longevity potions he concocted.

According to the final statistics above, this lich directly exchanged more than 20 million gold coins in the hundreds of years he lived.

Just when Chen Cheng was wondering why so many gold coins were missing, he finally knew where the remaining 10 million had gone.

The next part is recording expenses.

Don't be fooled by the lich's crazy appearance. He is actually a good accountant and every entry is extremely detailed.

The most expensive of these expenses was a transaction with Long San on a certain day, paying a certain number of gold coins.

This debt has been going on for hundreds of years.

Of course, another part of it was used by him for magic experiments.

Putting the account book back into the ring, Chen Cheng frowned and began to think about who the Long San in the account book was and why this lich had been trading with the same person for hundreds of years.

Anyone who can live this long must be at least legendary in strength.

Even if not, with the money he got from the Lich and the resources he could provide, he should be able to become a demigod even if he piled up all of them.

Could it be that there is a legendary level behind this lich, and that he helped Coles to get revenge this time, so is there the shadow of Long San behind this?

Then Chen Cheng thought of the demigod-level alchemist who had possessed Coles and caused the beast tide. Could this Long San be him?

Chen Cheng didn't believe that it would be such a coincidence. Could it be that two legendary players were interested in this guy Coles?

Don’t think that the elves have a lot of demigods just because they have several or even more than a dozen demigods.

The elves have unique blood talents, but even so, their entire tribe now only has a number of demigods comparable to one of the three major forces.

The human race, which occupies the largest and richest territory in the world, definitely does not have more than eighty legendary members today.

And how could such a remote place as the Kingdom of Moss attract the attention of two demigods?