I can infinitely synthesize more advanced items

Five times of mutation synthesis were carried out in succession, but none of the skills satisfied Song Ping.

Until the sixth synthesis.

(Magic Core of Regeneration Power (Perfect Quality)——Magic Core of Body Regeneration (Variation, Perfect Quality))

(Skill introduction: Passively increase the power of body regeneration, so that the body can recover faster from negative states such as injury and poisoning, and actively consume magic energy to generate new body parts and replace injured or missing body parts)

(Consumption: 50 years lifespan)
A dark green mutated magic core appeared in Song Ping's hand.

After checking the skill introduction, Song Ping was finally satisfied.

Perhaps by continuing to synthesize, he can synthesize even more powerful skills.

But when it comes to practicality, this "body regeneration" skill couldn't be more practical, and it will greatly increase the survivability of him and his avatar in the two worlds.

I am no longer afraid of missing arms and legs, and if a certain organ in the body is damaged, it can also be replaced.

I just don't know if the head is gone, and if it can be replaced.

Song Ping didn't have the idea of ​​trying it, but he probably couldn't. He lost his head and died in an instant. He probably didn't even have time to use his skills.

A few minutes later, Song Ping realized his second skill "Body Regeneration".

The used magic core shattered in Song Ping's hands, turning into a pile of worthless rubble.

Song Ping didn't sell the remaining mutated magic core and put it away.

These are treasures that were synthesized after consuming his lifespan. No matter how much they sell, they always feel a little bit of a loss.

Anyway, he is not short of money for the time being.

It's not too late to sell it when there is no money in the future.

Yun Shangdong couldn't hide his regret for not being able to reach this deal with Song Ping.

"It seems that if there is a spare skill slot in the future, I can get a space bag or something like that." Song Ping held a small bag of mutated magic cores and couldn't help thinking.

Some things are not necessarily safe to carry around. If there is a different space where things can be stored, whether it is keeping things or carrying things, it will undoubtedly greatly improve the convenience of life.

But not in a hurry for now.

Moreover, Song Ping heard that some alchemists can refine space equipment, and they can often buy space storage equipment from auctions and other places.

After the continuous synthesis just now.

At this time, Song Ping had 261 years left in his lifespan.

The basic combat power is 27, which is still a small step away from the third-level magic nuclear fighter.

If he worked harder and broke through to the third-level magic core fighter, Song Ping could continue to choose the third magic core skill.

Not long after, Huo Xiuneng and other death-death team members picked up magic cores one after another. Without exception, they were all combat-oriented skills.

Unlike Song Ping, they have many choices.

In the Continent of the Gods, only by becoming strong can they have a better future. Choosing combat skills obviously makes it easier for them to lead the way to the strong.

……

Rest overnight.

It was after ten o'clock in the morning of the next day, the sky was already bright, and Song Ping woke up.

Yesterday, I played with two elf maids until midnight, and I fell asleep when it was almost dawn.

These days are getting more and more absurd, Song Ping feels like an ancient licentious king.

Of course enjoyment is definitely enjoyment.

Song Ping didn't think he was a lustful person, but he didn't have to worry about being Liu Xiahui. Why not eat the meat that was brought to his mouth.

"My lord, this is the unique vitality soup of our elves. It contains a variety of medicinal materials, which can quickly replenish energy and restore physical strength." Jin Ling walked in with a bowl of light green soup, and looked at Song Ping with a look in her eyes. A touch of shyness.

Jin Ling's sweet and greasy voice was as pleasant as ever.

Song Ping sighed in his heart, if Jin Ling were allowed to live in Blue Star instead of being a voice actor or a singer, it would be a waste of the talent that God gave her.

After drinking a bowl of vitality soup, the effect was really good, and Song Ping immediately felt refreshed all over.

You Lan brought a towel and a washbasin.

Jin Ling waited on and dressed Song Ping, while You Lan was in charge of wiping, but the two of them cooperated very strangely, obviously they had never done this kind of serving job before.

After tossing for a long time, Song Ping simply took the clothes by himself and put them on in two or three strokes.

He looked at Jin Ling with aggrieved expression on his face.

Song Ping comforted with a smile: "It's okay, it won't be normal at first, and practice makes perfect for everything, besides, I can do things like dressing myself."

Jin Ling's complexion improved a little, but she secretly made up her mind that she must practice the skill of dressing well.