purgatory artist

Chapter 135 Reconciliation? (Add more updates for the leader, Big Pineapple and Little Apple!)

Dinner is still eaten in the same room as last time.

Liu Ping opened the chair and sat down, looked at the steaming food in front of him, and said:

"This time it seems to be richer than last time."

Libertas said: "Of course, we have all been tested in battle, so the treatment is naturally different."

He lowered his voice and continued: "Have you noticed that there are fewer people this time?"

Liu Ping looked around.

Sure enough, there were nearly [-]% fewer people than at the beginning of the last time.

"Eliminated?" he asked.

"Yes, I heard that those people were assigned to other classes - when they faced the lost souls, they either performed poorly or chose to escape." Libertas said.

"So it is."

Liu Ping picked up the hot soup and was about to take a sip, but found that the soup was too hot, so he had to put it down temporarily.

suddenly.

The surrounding voices gradually disappeared.

The teenagers who were eating all looked towards Liu Ping and Libertas.

A figure walked up to him.

"Liu Ping, please forgive my previous behavior. I realize my mistake, and I solemnly apologize to you here." The boy said.

Liu Ping looked at him and said in surprise: "You probably didn't fight the lost souls, why are you still in this class?"

The boy's face turned red all of a sudden.

A voice came from behind him: "That's because the healing profession is very rare, and he was injured by his own people, not to avoid the battle with the lost soul."

A tall boy came out, stood beside the boy, and said to Liu Ping, "How do you reconcile? After all, you are in the same class, and you may need to take care of each other in battle."

——Qian Wuzhou.

He was the first boy to introduce himself in the first class.

It is said that he died and fell into the eternal night because he was trying to save his younger brothers in the ruins.

Liu Ping smiled and said, "I have no objection, by the way, what's his name?"

"His name is Zhao Heng." Qian Wu Zhou said.

"Okay, Zhao Heng, what do you think if we don't violate the river water in the future?" Liu Ping asked.

"Okay." Zhao Heng said.

Qian Wuzhou was a little surprised, he was full of words and had no room to use them, so he patted Zhao Heng on the shoulder and led him to another table.

As if he suddenly remembered something, he turned to Libertas and said:

"Assassin, everyone says you are skilled."

"Of course not bad." Libertas said.

"Are you interested in joining us? Starting tomorrow, we will divide into teams and take action. I am the strongest heavy armored fighter in the class, and Zhao Heng is a healer. We also have a psychic. As well as a mage, we are short of an assassin." Qian Wuzhou said.

"No, I also have healing friends."

Libertas pointed to Liu Ping.

"Knight is a very mediocre profession. From the perspective of the effect and prospects of treatment, it is difficult to grow well in the later stage-I hope you think carefully." Qian Wuzhou said.

The smile on Libertas's face gradually disappeared, and he said coldly, "No need."

Qian Wuzhou stared at him for a few seconds, then looked at Liu Ping, shook his head and smiled, turned and left.

As soon as he left, Libertas immediately patted Liu Ping on the shoulder and said:
"Look, you give others face, but they tell you that you are not good."

Liu Ping ate a piece of cake without looking up, looking at the soup in front of him.

It's still hot!
Forget it, drink it later.

He said to Libertas: "It's okay, one size fits all, as long as the contradiction is resolved."

——As the master of the magic way, do you want to care about the verbal dispute with a kid who died young?

Think too much.

After finishing the cake, Liu Ping started to eat another magic egg.

Qian Zhouwu's voice drifted over from afar:
"He is a pure healer, much better than a knight..."

Liu Ping stopped and turned his head to look.

I saw Qian Zhouwu sitting down in front of several girls, pointing at Zhao Heng, and pointing at Liu Ping from afar, saying:
"Women are fighting for death... Even if it is a healing profession... Do you girls feel relieved to form a team with such a person?"

Libertas whispered, "He's stepping on you."

Liu Ping put down the magic egg and sighed.

——As the master of the magic way, do you want to care about the verbal dispute with a kid who died young?

Bang!
He slapped the table, stood up and shouted: "Qian Zhouwu, are you looking for death?"

Qian Zhouwu laughed, stood up and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time. I want to see and see. Why did that old man rank you two as No. 1 and No. 2 in the cold weapon profession!"

It turned out to be the case.

Liu Ping was stunned for a while, and Libertas also folded his arms.

The two looked at each other and said in unison: "I am number one, and he is number two, right?"

There was a knock on the door.

Everyone looked around and saw a staff member in uniform walking in with a piece of paper and pasting it on the wall.

"In this trial, your ranking."

The staff left after speaking.

The teenagers looked at the piece of paper together.

I saw a detailed distinction between various occupations on the paper.

Melee cold weapons are divided into one group; bows, crossbows and guns are divided into the second group; spell attacks are the third group; auxiliary and healing are the fourth group; summoning, speech, and curse are the fifth group; Others that cannot be classified are Group VI.

First group.

No.1: Liu Ping.

No.2: Libertas.

No.3: Qian Zhouwu.

……

"I really can't figure it out. It's obviously a healer, why is it ranked No. 1 in cold weapons? There must be something wrong!" Qian Zhouwu looked at Liu Ping and said.

As he spoke, he walked up to Liu Ping to put on a posture, and said in a low voice, "Come on, let me see how you are better than me!"

Without even thinking about it, Liu Ping threw the bowl of hot soup in front of him.

The restaurant was already filled with tables and chairs, and the space was small. Qian Zhouwu was caught off guard, and was blocked by this bowl of soup where he could hide.

"Heal me!"

Qian Zhouwu roared, bit the bullet and passed through the hot soup, swung a punch secretly, and hit Liu Ping hard.

laugh!
Hot soup was poured on him, making a sound like frying meat on an iron plate.

Qian Zhouwu swung his fist halfway, but froze in place, not daring to move.

At some point, the chopsticks in Liu Ping's hand had stopped a few inches in front of his eyes.

"treat?"

Liu Ping said in a soft voice: "After I stuck my chopsticks through your eyeballs and turned your brain into a rotten mess, there probably isn't any treatment that can help you."

Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded from the door:
"Ah, there are still students, Liu Ping—as long as the soul is not destroyed, you can use some magical healing techniques to restore the whole body to normal. After all, the brain is only a functional organ in the body that is responsible for thinking."

Everyone looked together.

I saw the old man standing at the door, and beside him was a girl about thirteen or fourteen years old.

She was wearing a pair of big black-rimmed glasses, and she looked cute and cute.

It was she who spoke just now.

The old man said with a smile: "Okay, now I have something to announce."

"——This is a transfer student, a spirit caller who just got promoted from an ordinary class, Hua Qingkong."

"Everyone applaud together to welcome the arrival of new students."

There was sparse applause in the cafeteria.

The old man looked at Qian Zhouwu, and patiently explained: "Little Qian, I ranked you third, in fact, to urge you to improve faster, but unfortunately you didn't understand my painstaking efforts."

"You mean that Liu Ping can't be considered No.1 in melee combat, right?" Qian Zhouwu asked in a muffled voice.

"Ah, yes." The old man said slowly.

Qian Zhouwu showed a look of relief, and regardless of the burns on his body, he turned and walked back to his seat, and began to eat heavily.

The old man met Liu Ping's gaze and sent out a telepathy: "Be low-key."

Liu Ping didn't care, he smiled at the old man and didn't say anything else.

The other party gave himself a bird of frost and cold.

If it weren't for this frost spear, with his current strength, he might not be able to defeat that purgatory dog.

This favor has to be accepted.

The old man said: "Okay, let's all eat, and go back to your room to rest after dinner. Tomorrow you will directly enter the war mission."

He turned away.

The cute girl wearing a big black frame walked into the cafeteria and sat down opposite Liu Ping and Libertas.

"Hello, both of you. I was promoted from the ordinary class. Please take care of me." The girl said seriously.

"Your name is Hua Qingkong? How did you die?" Libertas asked curiously.

"The gods in our place have gone crazy, and the whole world has been destroyed, so I'm here." The girl Hua Qingkong said in a depressed mood.

"Oh, I'm Libertas. I killed the patriarch's youngest son during the duel, so I died." Libertas said.

"Liu Ping, what about you?" Hua Qingkong asked softly.

Libertas burst into laughter, and hurriedly said, "He died while robbing women from others."

Liu Ping asked curiously, "Even if the brain is muddled, is there a way to restore it?"

"That's right, this is the knowledge on our spirit-calling side." Hua Qingkong nodded.

"How do you know my name is Liu Ping?"

"The teacher took me outside the door to listen for a while."

"This old man is really—"

Liu Ping shook his head and didn't continue.

suddenly.

He found four small words floating above Hua Qingkong's head:

"No name yet."

What's happening here?
Liu Ping raised his head and looked at the others.

I saw that the top of everyone's head was blank.

Only this girl named Hua Qingkong has the words "Temporarily Untitled" on her head.

"Sequence, what does this mean?"

Liu Pingmo asked.

A line of burning small characters quickly appeared:

"You have always been responsible for exploring these unknown things, haven't you?"

Liu Pingdao: "But this situation is quite special, I have never seen it before."

Lines of burning small characters quickly surfaced:
"This sequence has just completed the expansion of the interface, and also arranged three functions, which is already very tiring."

"If you're interested in something, explore it."

"This sequence will still help you gain a role from a valuable secret."

"come on!"

(End of this chapter)