"This month's protection fee should be paid, 500 marks." Fink opened the door and saw a disgusting face that wanted to step up and stomp hard.
"Isn't it two hundred marks?" Fink frowned slightly.
"That's before. I'll let you know now. The monthly protection fee will increase to 500 yuan in the future. If you want to stay in Kate City, you have to pay so much. If you don't pay, get out of Kate City immediately," the person said impatiently.
Fink hesitated for a moment, but still paid the 500 mark. His current strength is not enough to survive outside the city. If he left Kate City and slept in the wilderness, he might have been beheaded by the wandering undead tribe in his sleep.
After paying the protection fee, Fink was about to return to his room to continue practicing swordsmanship when he suddenly heard voices arguing nearby.
"Please, I only have 600 health marks left. If I give you 500 marks, I will have to wait until I die. I will pay 200 first, and I will make up for the rest in a few days. Please be kind and help me!"
"It's up to you to wait for death. Five hundred marks cannot be missing for a moment. Whether to hand over your life mark or immediately get out of Kate City is up to you to choose."
Fink followed the voice and saw that the person he had been pleading for was his neighbor Russell, who had been living next door to him since Fink remembered. He looked like a young man with a gentle and refined appearance, unable to tell his true age.
No matter how much Russell begged, in the end, he was still taken away with 500 marks, leaving Russell sitting on the ground with a face as gray as death
"Uncle Russell, are you okay?" Fink went over and helped Russell up.
"Everything is over, I only have over a hundred marks left, I don't know if I can still see the sun tomorrow." Russell said to Fink dejectedly, "Fink, work hard, don't be like me. When I was young, I only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun. It wasn't until then that I realized the value of life. Everything was too late."
"Uncle Russell, I still have some scales here. I'll give you five hundred first," Fink said, taking the initiative to give Russell five hundred.
Although he was just a neighbor, he couldn't watch Russell wait to die at home like this.
"Fink!" Russell became excited for a moment, and soon his face darkened. "You should take back the life scale. Even if you give it to me, it's okay. After using up these life scales, I still have to die. My innate ability is excellent, and I was born with nearly two hundred years of life, almost twice that of an average person. So before, I thought I would never have a day to use it up. I never practiced well, and I rarely went out to hunt the undead. People have long been useless, and even the weakest undead have no ability to hunt. Death is just a matter of time for me."
"Uncle Russell, there's still a way. Why don't you go hunting the Little Blade Demon with me?" Fink said.
"It's useless!" Russell shook his head and went back to his room like a walking corpse.
Fink looked at Russell's room and suddenly had a feeling of looking at the morgue, his heart trembling with fear.
"I don't want to become like that no matter what. Even if I die, I want to die brightly." Fink returned to his room and focused more on practicing his sword techniques. As long as he could fully control the pain of using the Pure White Sword, he went out to hunt the undead.
A few days later, Fink was practicing his knife skills when he suddenly heard a knock on the door. When he opened the door, Russell, with sunken cheeks and dark gray eyes, stood at the door.
"Fink, I can't do it anymore, there are only a few fifteen minutes left." Russell's voice lost its anger, as if he had given up the idea of survival.
"I'll transfer some more life scales to you," Fink said as he was about to transfer his own life scale.
"No need," Russell stopped Fink and said calmly, "I don't want to live anymore. Before I die, I have a few words to say to you."
After a pause, Luo Su continued, "I don't have many family and friends, and my popularity is not very good. Before I die, if you are willing to listen to me, I should be satisfied."
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Russell said a lot of things, mostly about his past, rarely mentioning others, only occasionally hearing him mention his parents, only briefly mentioning them.
"I'll give this to you as a souvenir," Russell threw a book to Fink and turned away, dragging his tired body.
"Uncle Russell!"
Fink wanted to say something else, but Russell stopped him: "I don't want others to see my ugly state after death. Just think about it, even I feel nauseous. Don't follow me."
Watching Luo Wen leave, Fink didn't know what it felt like in his heart. This sense of powerlessness almost drove him crazy!.
"My future cannot be like this," Fink clenched his fist tightly.
Returning to the room, Fink was preparing to continue practicing his knife technique. He was now able to use the painful knife technique with a pure white sword in one hand, but his accuracy and durability were much worse, and further practice was needed.
Holding the book left by Russell in his hand, he intended to put it aside. After some thought, he opened it and looked at it. However, he was greatly surprised to find that it was actually a book called "The Broken Eternal Art".
Changsheng is a cultivation method in the world of light and dark martial arts. Practicing Changsheng can increase strength and transform the body. Of course, its main function is to increase the life scale.
However, not everyone can practice the Eternal Life Technique because it is difficult to find. Generally, only those who hold a title have the opportunity to obtain it. However, few ordinary people have the Eternal Life Technique. Unexpectedly, Luo Wen has a cultivation method for the Eternal Life Technique, but it is unknown what level of Eternal Life Technique it is.
However, no matter what level of longevity technique, it is priceless for Fink, who has not practiced it before.
Greedily memorizing every word and sentence of the "Beiye Jing" in my mind, I practiced according to its method. At first, I didn't feel much, but after practicing the sword technique every day for an hour, I only felt very comfortable and warm in my body. My fatigue also recovered much faster than before.
Unconsciously, his strength grew, and after half a month, Fink was able to use his pure white sword to accurately wield the painful knife technique, continuously waving for an hour without interruption.
"It's time to go hunting the undead tribe." Fink has been practicing at home for the past two months, without any life income, but has spent a lot.
This time, Fink is not going to hunt down the Little Knife Demon. After all, the Little Knife Demon is too sensitive to be killed with knife techniques. Moreover, with the Pure White Sword and Painful Blade Technique, Fink also wants to hunt down the undead tribe, who are more likely to obtain life marks.
"The Chopper Ghost is a good choice. It's not fast and has a humanoid appearance, which is perfect for me to practice the Pain Knife Technique, and there's also a possibility of getting an armed Chopper Axe." Fink thought about the undead tribes around Kate City and quickly determined his target.
Head splitting ghosts often appear in the jungle, carrying a huge axe and chopping off the heads of all visible creatures.
Due to the complex terrain in the jungle, the Chopper Ghost is quick and powerful. With just one axe, it can knock down a tree as thick as a bucket of water, but the given life scale is not too many. Therefore, it is also an undead tribe that few people are willing to hunt.
When Fink arrived in the jungle, he found that there were very few people coming to the jungle, but today there are particularly many people.
"Brother, what's going on here? Why are there so many people today?" asked a person with a friendly face who appeared to be holding onto Fencra.
"The Great Skull Splitting Ghost has been resurrected from the altar and roams in the jungle of this area. Many people have come to try their luck, and many barons have arrived. Aren't you here for the Great Skull Splitting Ghost?" That person is indeed easy to get along with.
"I'm just here to hunt down the Head Splitting Ghost, but I didn't expect the Great Head Splitting Ghost to be resurrected." Fink has heard of the name of the Great Head Splitting Ghost, which is the leader of the Head Splitting Ghost. Killing it will earn him a lot of health points, and he may also get a Baron level Head Splitting Axe, which is the favorite of many Barons who use long weapons.
"The Skull Splitting Ghost is an undead clan at the Baron level, only strong Baron level warriors can deal with it. Why are so many ordinary people here?" Fink found that many people were ordinary people without titles.
The person said, "Killing a baron level undead can give you a baron title. Although the Skull Slayer is fierce, it is relatively fragile and unlike the Rock Demon, it is almost impossible to be killed by ordinary people. Naturally, there are many people who want to obtain a title to try their luck."
Fink then remembered that killing an undead of a certain rank would earn him the corresponding title. If he wanted to obtain a baron title, he had to personally kill a baron level undead.
"The Big Split Skull Ghost is really a good choice, but unfortunately there are too many competitors. There are so many people competing for a Big Split Skull Ghost, including many barons. It's really difficult to become the last person to kill the Big Split Skull Ghost." Fink gave up the idea of competing with those people for the Big Split Skull Ghost and prepared to hunt down the ordinary Big Split Skull Ghost while practicing the Painful Knife Technique.
His armament only had a pure white knight's two handed sword available, but this large sword was originally owned by Baron Macron. To avoid trouble, Fink found a mask made of white iron and wore it on his face. Even if someone recognized the pure white knight's two handed sword, they didn't know who had obtained it, so naturally they couldn't come to him for trouble.
Everyone is looking for the Great Head Splitting Ghost, and when encountering a Head Splitting Ghost, most people choose to avoid it. Only those barons will directly kill the encountered Head Splitting Ghost, so Fink still found a Head Splitting Ghost wandering in the jungle relatively easily.
Because he had been hunting the Little Knife Demon all along, Fink's understanding of the Chopper Ghost was limited to hearsay. Now, upon closer examination, he realized that the appearance of the Chopper Ghost was still very different from that of humans.