Chapter 102 - Rising from the Dead, Divine Means

While he was talking, he kowtowed to Elon.

  The sound was "thumping".

  Not for a few moments.

  His forehead then broke and blood flowed.

  The system said to Elon, "Lori's reward will be a little better if she survives."

  As soon as I heard this.

  Elon immediately said, "Save."

  "All can be saved."

  Then he took out the bottle of advanced healing potion.

  This potion can't raise the dead, but it can instantly restore 50 points of constitution, and then there's a period of continuous healing effect.

  Enough to pull Lori back from the brink of death.

  Elon cupped Lori's mouth open and poured the potion into her mouth.

  Then ...

  Then he tore Wei Lian's clothes and bandaged Xiao Li's wounds.

  Lori's face was completely restored.

  Because her physique cap, wasn't even enough for 50 points.

  The bottle of potion went right over the top, bringing her back to full blood.

  Even the rate of blood loss from the wound, and the pain, was drastically reduced.

  That's the magic of premium potions.

  Not only does it restore your body, but it also heals wounds and reduces pain.

  Lori's eyes widened.

  A shocked look at Elon.

  I can't believe I'm not dead?

  Bang.

  She knelt in front of Elon again.

  "Thank you, Kami-sama." Kouri said incoherently.

  Elon said, "I'm not God."

  "No."

  Next to him, Wei Lian also said, "You are God."

  "You are the God of our hearts."

  Not only does it have a strong fighting ability, but it can swat down all kinds of demons and monsters with a single sword.

  And the ability to raise the dead.

  If that's not godly.

  And what counts as a god?

  Elon: "..."

  It's good that you guys are happy.

  "Whatever."

  Elon said to Wei Lian, "Cherish these last moments."

  Because the mission is over.

  They'll be leaving soon.

  Wei Lian, as a player, was destined not to stay here.

  These words puzzled Xiao Li, but Wei Lian understood, and the excitement on his face instantly disappeared.

  Elon has no intention of interfering in the love-hate relationship between the two.

  He turned and prepared to leave for a good night's sleep.

  The results just turned around.

  Bang.

  Another person knelt before him.

  Look down.

  It was the unbelievably proud and smug Wang Bank who had just been there.

  But now, Wang Bank was kneeling on the ground, his head lowered, shivering.

  "Big brother."

  "I apologize for having offended you much before, it was my mistake, please forgive me, big brother."

  "As long as big brother doesn't kill me, I'll do anything for you."

  He's really scared.

  The Queen didn't even manage to block one of his swords.

  How can I fight him?

  Every time he thought of his previous words, his heart was overwhelmed with regret.

  If there was a time machine, he would absolutely have to travel back and beat himself up in front of Elon.

  Elon glanced at him and said, "Smack yourself a hundred times."

  "Harder."

  Wang Bank froze.

  A hundred?

  If this is really pumped out, you'll only have half a life left if you don't die.

  "As you said."

  Elon said, "It's all thanks to me that you got through."

  "Without me here, you wouldn't have survived even the first day."

  "Is it too much to ask you to slap a hundred times?"

  "If you don't want to."

  He said, "Let me smoke it for you."

  "Whether or not you can catch your head is none of my business."

  Snap!

  Wang Bank immediately made his move, slapping himself hard across the face.

  The voice was loud and clear.

  Wait until he's slapped a dozen times.

  Elon suddenly called out to him.

  "You wait."

  He said, "You start over with a hundred slaps, and with one, shout that I was wrong."

  "Smoke it twice and just yell out that I'll never talk out of my ass again."

  "Understand?"

  Wang Bank instantly cried.

  It took a dozen swats before you let me start over?

  But think of Elon's strength.

  He could only nod tearfully as well, pumping himself as he cried.

  And yells "I was wrong!" at the end of it.

  The next slap was followed by "I'll never talk out of turn again."

  Elon nodded in satisfaction as he watched him smoke for ten minutes or so.

  "You'll smoke it right here on your knees."

  "Whenever you've smoked a hundred, get up again."

  "I'll just watch from behind."

  "If you can't smoke it in three hours, I'll come and do it for you."

  Drop those words.

  Elon just walked right past him.

  Wang Bank didn't dare to turn back and could only continue to slap himself one after another.

  At this very moment.

  He really regretted it to the core.

  Why can't you keep your mouth shut?

  What's pride, what's complacency, what's looking down on others for doing when you have a little bit of power?

  Don't you know that there's a world beyond the sky and a world beyond the human race?

  In those three hours.

  Wang Bank profoundly realized what is called: "food can be eaten indiscriminately, but words can not be said indiscriminately" this truth.

  In front of the live broadcast room, when many viewers saw this miserable appearance of Wang Bank.

  All of them were scared and trembling.

  Really scared.

  One timid one even immediately slapped himself.

  Never dare to talk nonsense again.

  If the other side follows the net to the door, I don't know how to die.

  Elon, of course, was joking with Wangan.

  One doesn't have the luxury of staring at him from behind.

  If you have this time, you might as well go to sleep.

  Just got back to the house and had many more people come and thank themselves.

  There was even food and drink brought over.

  Elon, of course, takes it all, it's all sort of souvenirs to be taken away when the game is over.

  And finally Elon told them.

  The remodeling tower was torn down by him.

  Seriously with them, modifying man-made weapons is fraught with drawbacks.

  And tell them where the real way out is.

  By the time it was finished, half a bell had passed.

  Elon returned to his room before remembering that this seemed unnecessary.

  "With the monsters all dead, there's no need for artificial weapons."

  Those girls, in the future, can go on living like normal girls.

  Wherever the end is.

  It's all over now.

  Three hours that went by quickly.

  As three white lights lit up, Elon, Wei Lian and Wang Bank all disappeared from this game.

  Before you leave.

  Wei Lian also shouted out loud with Xiao Li, "If you can, please forget about me."

  "Don't delay your own happiness."

  He didn't know if he could come back.

  So, it's just a matter of letting go.

  If you can't give Lori happiness, don't hold her back from finding it.

  Time heals everything.

  Snowy white space.

  It's time to collect your reward.

  The sounds of the horror game resounded around Wei Lian and Wang Bank.

  "Congratulations on completing the Doomfall game."

  "Being scored at ..."

  "Survive for seven days: mandatory completion with a 30% increase in rewards."

  "All teammates survived: mission accomplished, reward increased by 100%."

  "Congratulations to the player for receiving the following reward."

  "50 experience points."

  And then it wasn't.

  They don't participate as much, so that's all the rewards are.

  Wei Lian was distracted.

  And Wang Bank, moved to the point of tears.

  "Thank the gods."

  "Not only did you not kill me, you gave me so many rewards."

  But on Elon's side, not so much.

  The horror game got stuck straight away.

  Because of the tasks that Elon accomplishes, there are so many that the horror game gets stuck for five minutes straight.