After I wore it back, I became immortal

The next day.

Pu Tongren sat up from the bed sleepily, rubbed his eyes, walked towards the window of the bedroom with his curly hair, and stretched out his hand to open the curtains.

The unfocused eyes stared blankly at the warm sunshine and the world full of life outside.

After a while, he blinked his eyes, which were gradually becoming brighter. With doubts in his eyes, he purposely glanced twice at the few bare trees with only branches left.

"He's gone?" Pu Tongren seemed to be unintentional, she leaned on the window and murmured to herself.

"Who's there?" Since there was no one else in the room, 481 thought Pu Tongren was talking to it, and asked casually.

"Have you earned enough money?" Pu Tongren's expression changed, and his tone was indescribably indifferent.

"Fortunately, yes, I have a title for you." 481 said.

"What title?" Pu Tong left the window, picked up his clothes and walked to the bathroom.

"No.1 mouth" 481 said proudly.

Pu Tongren paused while holding the bathroom doorknob: "...what?"

"No.1 mouth, inlaid with gold." 481 repeated and explained by the way:

"Now your ID is not only rainbow-colored, but also has a shiny gold title plate on the front."

Pu Tongren: "..." Why is the new era doing all these superficially exaggerated things that are actually useless and gimmicky?

Who did you learn from?

Wanting to see how his ID would be harmed, Pu Tongren finished washing as quickly as possible, got dressed and went out.

"It's beautiful." 481 said happily when he got the phone.

Pu Tongren: "..."

Opening a new era, the mobile phone was directly stuck by the skyrocketing information, and finally logged out to log in again, but it still didn't work. This time it was an exaggeration to shut down and restart directly.

Pu Tongren was a little confused, he couldn't figure it out, last time he posted the post of "Magic God of Good Fortune", and he didn't get stuck when he logged in again, why did he get stuck like this this time?

Or what did 481 do?

"What did you do?" Pu Tongren asked 481 while waiting for the phone to restart.

481 replied innocently: "No, I listened to you, I have been brushing up the death value, and I didn't do anything."

Pu Tongren had an ominous premonition.

The phone was finally turned on, and he didn't wait this time, and let 481 directly control the phone, and finally there was no card.

Looking at the familiar page of 'New Era', especially when there is only one '+' left in the personal message center at the bottom.

Pu Tongren nodded sullenly with question marks all over her head, and clicked on a random @his latest news.

[Lin Zhonglu: In vain, you are No.1 in District I, why do you speak so badly? @小祖先

Lingling Lingling: Hehe, judging by your quality, I doubt whether you are the founder of the 'Magic Art of Creation'. @小祖先

Guigui: Even though you have brought out the 'magic art of good fortune', it has indeed changed the fate of ordinary people, but don't you think there is something wrong with your words? @小祖先

[…]

I read a few articles casually, and they all accused him of having a problem with his 'words', so what did 481 say? !

Filled with curiosity, Pu Tongren clicked in following the words of @他.

At first glance, he was almost blinded by the glittering gold prefix name tag, and secondly, he saw the conversation that was commented on by everyone.

[(No. 1 mouth) Little ancestor: I'm not bragging, even if all of you add up, you can't scold me!

Cerebellar Axe: Little Ancestor, you have grown famous and swollen.

(No. 1 mouth) Xiaozu: @尼感拍 I know I'm famous, so I don't need you to remind me. As for swelling?No matter how big you are, you won't be fat.

Fans of black fans: My little ancestor is stupid, sick, hot chicken, cancer of society, I wish you get hit by a car when you go out, choke to death when drinking water, and choke when eating...

(No. 1 mouth) Little Ancestor: Don’t worry, none of the things you mentioned above exist. If they exist, it’s usually not me who has trouble.

Jing Jing wants to Jing Jing: Little Ancestor, may I ask you to reply to so many messages, aren't you tired?

(No.1 mouth) Little ancestor: As long as you are angry, I will not be tired.I like to see the way you are angry and helpless to me, so cute!

[…]

There are many more conversations like this. In short, no matter what the other party says is good or bad, 481 will reply back.

This caused people who wanted to help him at the beginning to be suspicious of life by it, and sometimes they didn't even know what they were doing and for whom?

Pu Tongren: ... yes, very strong, 481 is simply afraid that I will live too long!

481 seemed to have sensed something, seeing Pu Tongren staring at its previous reply without making a sound, he asked a little nervously, "Is there a problem?"

Pu Tongren raised his head, and said with a sad face, "I think I may not live long." Wrong, he shouldn't have let 481 do this kind of thing in the first place.

"How is it possible, no, I won't let you die if there is a death value." 481 said anxiously.

Pu Tongren waved his hands weakly, and didn't want to look at the phone anymore.

In the future, he should be less likely to go to 'New Era'.

"Well, death is worth about as much as you earn, so you can stop." Anyway, don't use my name to scold others!

481 was not happy after hearing this, "Such a good opportunity, why stop."

Because I didn't want to die suddenly after changing my body!

"Don't log in to my account and reply to messages indiscriminately." Pu Tongren warned viciously.

Even though 481 was regretful, he would not resist his order, "You said death is worth [-] points, I'll go and count it." After saying that, it stopped talking.

Pu Tongren didn't care either.

As 481 fled away, his eyes flickered, and he glanced at the empty room, his eyes stayed on the transparent tempered glass window for a moment, then he closed the curtains and disappeared in place.

After reappearing half a minute later, he carefully held a thin bottle filled with black quicksand substance in his hand.

The bottle was not big, about the length of a thumb, and the thickness of two fingers. The mouth of the bottle was blocked with a stopper of the same quality. He shook it twice, but the black thing inside did not change as he shook it, as if it was still.

Satisfied with this, Pu Tongren took out the soup cooked last night, quickly unplugged the bottle, and poured it gently.

As he tilted, no matter how "stubborn" the 'black quicksand' in the bottle was, it could not avoid the effect of inertia. After the tilt angle reached [-], a trace of black quicksand turned into a blue-glowing 'silk thread' along the Smooth pipes flow down.

Before entering the soup, 'silk thread' is always 'silk thread' unchanged, even though its texture is very similar to 'sand'.

Until it came into contact with the jade-white 'soup', a strong aura burst out suddenly.

The source is the 'soup' that has solidified.

The sudden huge spiritual energy distorted the impact space for a moment, so that Pu Tongren grabbed the bottle and forced him to take several steps back.

As for the bucket containing the soup, it has already started to make a frightening groan, making one wonder how long it can last.

Pu Tongren, who was forced to stay away, saw this, reached out and took out the iron pot to enlarge it, put it on, and successfully reversed the aura that was radiating out.

Only in this way, he couldn't see the situation inside.

Pu Tong was not in a hurry, he walked over in two or three steps, quickly lifted the iron pot with his left hand, and poured the remaining black substance into it with the bottle in his right hand.

Immediately afterwards, he sat down on the iron pot, with a posture of "Mount Tai collapsed on the top, and I am still standing still"!

Fortunately, the iron pot is different from the pan, the depth is deep enough, and then it becomes larger through him, so it is not a problem to cover the bucket easily.

Just a little worried about the quality.

Pu Tongren lowered his head and listened to the sound of 'puff puff puff, dang dang dang' coming from the pot, and was really worried about the quality of the iron pot.

After all, unlike the refurbished pan, the iron pan is one of a series of pans he used to make.

For example, shovels and frying spoons have long been killed, and the materials used for kitchen knives are different at the beginning, and they are not included in it.

The pots and utensils that have been able to persist until now are still original and have not been improved, and there is only the iron pot in front of him. This is the reason why he doesn't often take out the iron pot.

How should I put it, what is it called to take out an iron pot in a fight?

The pan has a flat bottom, so it doesn’t matter if it has a large contact surface. The role of the iron pan is mainly for self-defense, like a tortoise shell.

Although a bit obscene.

Ugh!

Pu Tongren looked at the cracked iron pot with a sigh.

It seems that even the thickened iron pot can't bear the real pressure!

He patted the iron pan, "Hold on, as long as we can hold on until they 'finish the field', we will win."

What responded to him was another crisp cracking sound of the iron pan.

Fortunately, the movement in the pot gradually became smaller, and the vibration of the iron pot finally calmed down.

After waiting for a while, until there was no movement in the iron pot, Pu Tongren slid down from the top, lying on the ground regardless of his image, and quietly opened a crack.

Suddenly, an indescribable fragrance wafted out from inside, and soon enveloped the whole room.

When he smelled this smell, Pu Tongren was shocked and said: "Well, it's this smell, it's positive enough!"

As he spoke, he lifted the iron pot.

In an instant, the fragrance became stronger, and looking at what was exposed after removing the iron pot, Pu Tongren's eyes could hardly move away from it.

"Yingying brilliance, like pearls and jade." He murmured in a low voice, his eyes were extremely deep.

From this point of view, the method he used was correct.

Pu Tong stepped forward and touched it with his fingers. The silky touch and an irresistible warmth made him marvel in his heart, and he couldn't put it down for a while.

This is a shimmering 'white dumpling'. It is small in size, about the size of a baby's head. Its surface is round and smooth. When you poke a hole, you want to be touched.

At least Pu Tongren started with him and never let go.

So soft, so tender, so slippery, so fragrant... Do I really want to use it as my body?Would this be bad?

The key is that it feels really good to the touch, if you sleep with it at night...

Pu Tongren shook his head, shaking off the terrible thought in his mind.

It would be great if Hao Vase had such a body.

he regretted.

Reluctantly putting down the 'milk dumpling' in his hand, Pu Tongren began to process the other pots of soup.

However, as soon as the fifth pot was processed, the iron pot collapsed.

Coincidentally, the time to block 481 has come.

"??? Pot, pan fried?"

Pu Tong rubbed off the black ash on his face and swears, "Damn it exploded!"

The pot is also competitive, and it has persisted for so long.

"It's alright baby, I'll fix you, go with peace of mind." He patted the iron pan with a big hole in it, and said slightly sadly.

481: "!!?" Why does it feel like the host is angry with me?

"The statistics of the death value have come out, is the host mainly looking at it?"

Pu Tongren: "...Host, master?" What's wrong with this?

"Thank you for the death value donated by the host. I have upgraded. This is my pet name for you." is 'gift'.

Pu Tongren recited MDZZ silently in his heart, and said with a smile on his face: "Then congratulations, I will give you a gift in a few days, I hope you like it."

481 said obediently: "As long as it is given by the host, I like it."

I hope you will still think so when the time comes, Pu Tongren squints and smiles, making people feel that he is very friendly.

The author has something to say:

Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles of Mu Ze, 2 bottles of Mo Yin

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^