The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

The three floors of the masonry structure, some dilapidated and outdated, are three centuries old style, washed with a very clean staircase that still smells old, on the decorative mural, is the heroic trace of the ancestors of Languo, while the worn mural also has the smell of paint on it, which was recently refurbished.

In front of the small building, under the pine trees, is a flat garden and empty space.

Rusty brass railings sealed off the small heavens and the gardens had some grass green, but at this point only some dead grass and branches were left to dry.

“Back then, I practiced under this tree... ”

This is the quiet corner of the royal palace of the Duchy of Donglan, where I and some idiot lived.

When I was proven to be alive, Kelly opened the dusty little courtyard, got cleaned up and moved into new furniture, and when I returned to the North eight years ago, it was still being rebuilt, and she didn't tell me that when I came back, Kelly, the housekeeper at the palace, put me directly back in the courtyard, which gave me a surprise.

The small building is old, the garden is old, even on that railing, there are scratches when the teenagers are taller... in other words, they are twins, is that more meaningful?

If the memories of the past were as if they were yesterday, looking at a scene that was no different from the memories, is that what home feels like? But the empty old landscape made me feel a little lonely, a little shushed.

I can't remember what my parents looked like, I can't remember the course of the year, but should I be happy that these rusty, scattered memories survived because they were less important?

“It's kind of annoying...”

“Clicks. ”

The rusty railing was opened, and the sound of the metal broke my mind, looking past, but it was the current owner of the palace, His Highness Renee.

“You, you, you... who? Brother Roland? ”

I first stunned, then immediately woke up and hurried to adjust the jewelry of time, adjusting the age of the flesh to around twenty years old.

“Oh, this is a little Margaret toy that adjusts the age of the flesh. ”

Perfect true lies, though true, accompanied by actions and expressions, make people think that I mean that I am in a childhood state through this piece of jewelry.

Renee nodded slowly, but the corner of her mouth revealed a strange smile, as if she had seen through everything, damn it, I forgot, these ape creatures were muscular thinking, intuitive to tell the truth.

“Oh, what is that, I think I have an impression... twilight fruit? ”

Although it's a question, it's a positive tone. After all, it looks like the fruit of a ghost skull is really too sour. Although it tastes okay, I feel very unwieldy every time I eat it... I can feel the full malice of the designer, probably Emila's masterpiece.

I have some regrets that the guard has been instructed not to allow others to come in, so I feel comfortable eating fruit here and adapting to the new flesh, without considering how the guard of the palace can evict the owner of the palace, I'm afraid she has a gesture, the guard even gave me a briefing.

Well, at this point, what I'm doing here alone is pretty much leaking out.

Yes, I hide from taking the booster pills… Age fruit, and the effect of this age increase is not achieved in a single breath.

Every time I eat one, it takes a while to adapt to the changes in the flesh, to avoid that the changes in the flesh too dramatically cause the soul and flesh not to fit in, and to avoid a breath eating too much solar life and finishing the magical version of Taro Pujima. I only ate 10 now for half a month, an increase of 50 years... But to be honest, I have already despaired of this vein. When I look in the mirror, I think that from the fourth grade to the second half of the fourth grade, I am still far from the end of primary school.

But these fruits did work, and I can feel the limbs are stronger than before, and my mind seems to be clear a lot. If I use the system to explain it, I have achieved the effect of "Power +1” and “Intelligence +1” at least at the age of 50, which is a real huge improvement.

And every time I ask that damn system how old this bloodline was when I was growing up, this guy was always weird shifting the subject or pretending to be stupid, making me more nervous.

In a sense, the world is still somewhat fair. The more powerful the blood is, the more difficult it is to reproduce future generations. The more time it takes to hone and mature. The Dragons, Titans and Titans are the most typical examples. The Pokémon are also one or two hundred years old, and the Golden Pokémon of the Golden Blood is a thousand years old... The more I feel that the Pokémon bastards of those years, the more I actually bully a little girl who died as a minor.

Silver blood is a hundred or two, gold blood is a thousand, diamond blood... it is theoretically normal to evaluate the blood of double diamonds.

“Dear Goddess, if it really takes 10,000 years to become an adult, believe me or not, I will die with you! What did you think? ”

[Tsk, this is the time to dump the pot on my head, who was craving the strongest blood? I was kind enough to join my own blood and Cynthia's, and you should be grateful.

I didn't rejoice in that phrase. Instead, I became more desperate. I knew how this was not right. The evaluation of these two diamonds was randomly judged by the goddess. The blood of the goddess of creation? This isn't 100,000 years of adulthood, so what's the point of having a stronger bloodline?

“… do not talk about the added strength of adulthood. I've been playing bareback for over 300 years, and you're not really going to pit me for tens of thousands of years, are you? ”

[... I don't think so. Cynthia and I were adults when we were born. I didn't expect to make you look like this at the time...]

In the words of the system, I rarely see a weakness of heart, and it seems to reveal some secrets. Turns out I turned out that she didn't mean to crash me, but rather an unexpected accident, but I was really unhappy, which from one side of the situation is completely out of control, indicating that the system can no longer be expected at all.

I was getting worse and worse, but surprisingly, the system was softer.

[Come on, I can make it up to you. Weren't you looking for Mother Drowning Springs? I can give you one.

“Can you do that, too? Wait, I'm not looking for Mother Drowning Springs. It's Coloss looking for Male Drowning Springs. ”

[It's all the same, in the words of that world, just modifying an individual's attribute data constant, it's simple, but if you do something for me, I'll reward you for the task...

“What?”

I was somewhat surprised that the system was so proactive in giving me the task, or for the first time, I could feel the anxiety in her words, what made her so nervous in the Goddess of Genesis, that the next task for me was to challenge the Abyss Lord God? Or is it Poaching the Dragon King?

[You help me throw my mother's drowning springs on your subordinate! I can sense that those elf beasts are breeding horrible creatures, and the world is messed up enough to never produce stranger creatures! Absolutely not! This guy is definitely not my creation!

I was stunned that the guy was so incredibly capable of making the goddess of creation scream so hysterically, it seems that his descendants are very challenging creatures of common sense and normal aesthetics.

At that time, two magic bottles suddenly fell out of the air, one blue and one red, and even the mission props and rewards were given in advance. This is not like the careful eye system, it seems that she was really stunned by the natural disaster list.

Drowning a fountain of mourning? Just think about it, it's beautiful.

And why do I think he was changed by Mother's Drowning Springs, the system will still fail, and the end result will surely be blind... but try to be right, it's not me anyway.

As for rejection? I want to think about it, I really can't find a reason to reject it, how interesting and lively this is... cough, I mean on behalf of Skywalking, maybe I can get next to the list of natural disasters.

“Brother Roland, are you practicing sword skills? ”

Renee's words brought back my wisdom, but made me look carefully at the red and blue bottles in the space bag again, and I'm afraid if those two bottles break, I'll have a great time.

Renee's question was still in her ear, and I nodded directly. This man stood naked in the open space with half his blade. What else could I explain besides practicing swords? Can I explain the fear of inadvertently turning into a riot coat?

I nodded and Renee was full of joy.

“Well, Brother Roland, let me practice with you. I've made a lot of progress over the years. ”

I looked around and laughed, then nodded and exited...

“If I refuse, I won't fight a fool who can't fully control the power. Once the power leaks, this yard is kind of destroyed. This is important to me...”

The second half of the conversation didn't have to come out, I just didn't hesitate to refuse, I didn't hesitate to hide my disappointment Renee, but I was a little happy.

“... By the way, Brother Roland, I heard you were going to resurrect Ansona? ”

That's why she came to me. I nodded, and now that I'm ready, it's all over the city.

“Well... I hear that only the natural dead can be resurrected? ”

Renee's eyes were full of anticipation and seemed to want a different answer from me. I frowned and I almost knew why she was here.

“You want to resurrect your family? ”

“… hmm. ”

“I can't do it, no one exists to do it. ”

Minutes later, I looked at Renee, full of frustration and disappointment, and I grew scared.

I did not lie, but I did not tell the whole truth. At least that limitation of the natural dead is bullshit. My resurrection power is far stronger than it is.

Renee's will was strong enough, but even she couldn't stand the temptation to resurrect her loved ones. Confused, if I say that I can resurrect an individual who dies within a short period of time, it is estimated that the whole world will be mad, and countless newborn relatives, dying mighty people, kings, will come to me in trouble.

“… Fortunately, they are prepared in advance, but they must be prepared to deal with the problem. ”

Even if I say the limits of resurrection, someone will always see through the illusion, or have the expectation of "in case of resurrection," as long as such transcenders come to ten, they will certainly be fierce in their means, and my troubles are not small.

“Then make this resurrection a little bigger, so great that the vast majority cannot afford it... ”