Ultraman in the world of grams

Chapter 71 The Book of Mysteries
Ultraman doesn't need to eat, all he needs is light.

Although Wilson can't do this, he and the human body are both human beings. Even if they can use light to maintain their lives, they will still be hungry if they don't eat.

But if he had to taste the ghoul's food, he would rather go hungry.

"Photosynthesis?" The painter scratched his head blankly.

It doesn't look like this Mr. South is a plant either.

But the painter didn't say much. After all, there are so many strange species in this world, and there seems to be no problem with such a guy who can photosynthesize.

Jiguji walked to Wilson's side at this time, raised his dog-like face, and started barking.

Wilson was a little apprehensive at the sight of this ghoul.

He quickly poked his own system in the bottom of his heart.

【Zom, according to your analysis of the ghoul language, what is it talking about? 】

The progress bar on the light curtain didn't even advance halfway, but some simple words should be able to be deciphered.

【Friend...delicious...】

"..."

Wilson lowered his head and stared at the ghoul.

Ji Guji grinned, and the saliva flowed from the sharp teeth.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze.

Fortunately, at this time, the artist quickly translated: "It wants to be friends with you, because you have a delicious taste."

"Huh?" Wilson was even more confused.

He hesitantly raised his arm to smell it, and a rose smell mixed with a strange stench lingered on his body.

It was the lingering smell of Silizan from the night before that hadn't dissipated.Even if he took countless baths and rubbed his skin all bald, he still didn't dispel the smell.Coupled with the heavy body odor unique to Europeans, he wished to soak his whole body in water.

And his clothes, no matter how much they were washed, he couldn't get rid of the smell, so he had to throw them away with tears in his eyes.

In the end, Elizabeth Ellis, the only woman in the team, kindly lent him a bottle of rose water and sprayed him from head to toe.

Only then did he barely suppress the smell on his body.

Although the rose is mixed with Sealy's praise, the superposition of the two tastes more magical, but it is barely acceptable.

It still smells so bad.

Wilson's face twisted slightly, and he lowered his arms in disgust.

He didn't understand why the ghoul would say that he was delicious.

and many more……

He suddenly thought of something.

It seems that for ghouls, rotting corpses are the ultimate delicacy.And isn't Silizan just a rotten zombie monster? !

So after being swallowed by rotten meat and holding Silizan, he is now a walking spicy hot pot after being pickled by zombie monsters? !
All of a sudden, Wilson's mood was extremely complicated.

He didn't know if he should thank Silizan for giving him a high degree of favorability in front of the ghouls.

"Mr. South, do you also like rot and graveyards?" The painter asked curiously, "Ji Gu Ji thinks the scent on your body is very delicious. He wants to know where you picked up the corpse."

"I'm not, I haven't, don't talk nonsense." Wilson twitched the corners of his mouth bitterly, denying Sanlian.He didn't want to add some weird settings to himself.

"I've never been to a cemetery ... and that's not where my smell comes from."

He thought for a while, then suddenly waved his hand.

White and golden light spots bloomed in his hand, and a mysterious book inlaid with silver and white patterns jumped out of his pocket and floated in his palm.

Wilson's body also emitted bits and pieces of light out of thin air, and the dream book with silver patterns floated up and down above his palm, and dreamy colors bloomed around.

This is such a mysterious and fantastic scene, the painter was taken aback at first, but was soon attracted by the magnificent brilliance.

Under the background of the miraculous glare, the book unfolded automatically, like an invisible hand flipping.

The artist sharply saw that some words seemed to be written on the first few pages, but it was not in any language he knew well.

Those letters seemed to be English letters, but some letters had strange slashes on them.The combination is also extremely weird, there is no word he knows at all, but the arrangement is extremely harmonious.

Before he could identify it carefully, the pages of the book were turned quickly again.

A mysterious card with a simple and vigorous atmosphere appeared in front of the painter and the ghoul. What an ugly and terrifying monster was depicted on the card. Those disgusting eyes seemed to be able to look at the outside world through the card. everything of.

Two slender fingers gently picked up the card.

He casually pulled it out of the mysterious book.

The other hand gently closed the book.Like all good dreams come to an end, the dreamlike brilliance dissipated in an instant.

Only the gleam of the white runes on the mysterious book remained.

The ghoul screamed a few times and subconsciously hid behind the painter.It instinctively felt that these lights were somewhat uncomfortable.

But fortunately, the impact was not very deep. The bald and wrinkled head poked out again, and the bloodshot eyes gurgled in the eye sockets, and then stared at the card that was taken out. Card.

The muddy saliva dripped down again without disappointment.

"Mr. South, this is..." The painter looked at all this in shock, until Wilson closed the book and all the magic power disappeared, he seemed to realize it, and couldn't help murmuring: "This is really... So beautiful……"

He was shocked by the fantastic scene just now and couldn't speak. Those superficial words couldn't describe what he could see in front of his eyes, so he could only praise dryly.

Even though he has known the ghouls for a long time, he has seen many things that humans can hardly imagine.But what Mr. South showed just now can still be regarded as a dream.

Subconsciously, he wanted to pick up the brush and palette, and paint the mysterious book in his own way.

Mr. South in front of him smiled gently, then put away the book engraved with silver-white runes, and stuffed it into his arms.This mysterious Mr. South seems to have always been so calm and gentle.

The painter confirmed his guess even more.

Mr. South is definitely not an ordinary human being!

Could it be that this Mr. South is some low-key wizard?Having mastered such fantastic power, and that mysterious book, maybe it is a wizard's magic book.

The painter's family also has a certain connection with the witch, and he couldn't help guessing about it.

Mr. South didn't say much, nor did he mention the mysterious book, but just showed them the card in the book.

"I don't know if you guys know Silizan?"

(End of this chapter)