The ever-changing star starts with a rice cooker.

Chapter 171 Holy Water from the Beverage Machine (4,000 words)

"You can do that?"

Ning Du expressed his complete incomprehension.

A last-minute death match—isn't that just pure bullying?

Besides, to be fair, this guy came in with me.

He's not even qualified!

Why should he fight me to the death?!

After waiting for a while, thunder suddenly rumbled all around.

There seemed to be some words mixed in with the thunder, but Ning Du couldn't hear them clearly.

But the false god's judge had already heard him clearly, and he immediately proclaimed, "The gods have granted your request. You shall engage in the oldest and fairest duel to the death. Are you willing?"

The False God Judge spoke first to the Undead Knight Commander.

The undead knight commander naturally nodded.

Then the false god judge looked at Ning Du and asked, "And you, do you agree or not?"

Ning Du turned to the side and asked in a low voice, "What if I don't agree?"

The false god referee replied, "If you disagree, we'll send you back. Your duel today has been disrupted. The other party will pay the price. You'd better just wait for the next match."

"Oh, send it back?"

Ning Du thought about how he would have to face those undead again when he went back.

Isn't this just sending him to his death?!

"Ahem, what if I agree? Then I'd have to fight him, but the gap between us is just too big. That's not fair! Even in terms of value, we're not equal. He's a mighty Death Knight, and I'm just an ordinary rice cooker."

The false god judge laughed and said, "You don't need to underestimate yourself, little shapeshifter. There are many great beings waiting to see your death match."

Ning Du suddenly had the feeling that he was being watched by a strange uncle.

No way, we're not going with that weird uncle!

Then, the false god referee continued, "Don't worry about the difference in strength. This time, the gods are giving you an ancient, fair duel. Your power will be forcibly leveled. To win, you'll rely on wisdom and strategy!"

"Is that so?"

Ning Du looked at the Death Knight Commander again, still somewhat hesitant.

The false god judge added another word, further fueling Ningdu's anger.

"Furthermore, the winner of ancient duels receives additional rewards, similar to challenging opponents of higher levels."

Hearing that there would be an extra reward, Ning Du glanced at the murderous undead knight commander a few more times and finally made up his mind.

"Let's do it! I'll fight him! Our strengths are even, how could I possibly lose to him?"

The false god referee announced with a blatant smile, "The impromptu deathmatch is over. Both sides have ten hours of preparation time under human timer. Enjoy your final moments, you two."

After saying that, the False God Judge opened a spatial portal to let Ning Du and the Death Knight Chieftain in.

Ning Du then realized that there were actually ten hours left to prepare. It seemed that the gods were genuinely interested in this kind of impromptu deathmatch.

Without further ado, Ning Du was the first to enter the portal. He immediately arrived at the Subspace Holy City.

Upon entering the subspace holy city, Ning Du saw many strange-looking things surrounding him.

"Oh, shapeshifter, I see your ancient deathmatch pact. Hahaha, I'm betting on you to win, you absolutely have to win!"

"You little shapeshifter, you actually agreed to a deathmatch with an intelligent undead knight. You're doomed, hahaha!"

"Is this what you call a deathmatch against someone of a higher level? You little shapeshifter, I mourn for you!"

Clearly, Ningdu's deadly battle had already attracted the attention of many beings even before it began.

Compared to normal deathmatches, battles where the two sides are completely unequal in strength and require entering an ancient deathmatch arena are obviously more interesting.

Amidst the chaotic scene, Ning Du spotted a somewhat familiar figure.

Little devil!

The guy who made Ningdu earn 1,800 World Coins from 10 World Coins is here too.

At this moment, the little demon hopped around and asked Ning Du a question.

"Shapeshifter, are you betting on yourself to win? The odds are high this time, one to two hundred. Buy ten World Coins and you can earn two thousand. Damn it, you made eighteen thousand from me last time, you're going to pay me back this time!"

Ning Du smiled as he looked at the little devil. This guy was still not convinced of his defeat last time.

The little devil forced his way to the front and whispered, "Why don't you just bet on yourself to lose, Shapeshifter? The odds are only one to one—"

Second, it's better than losing money. Come on, bet 1800 and lose it all. If you really lose, you'll still make 1800!

Ning Du was amused as soon as the little devil finished speaking.

"I bet on myself to lose? If I lose, I'll die. How am I supposed to get my bets back if I die? You probably just pocketed my 1,800."

The little devil, having been exposed for his deception, jumped up and down, cursing loudly.

"You cunning shapeshifter, you actually have a brain. Are you going to bet on yourself to win? Betting on yourself to win is the real way to give me free money. You're dead this time!"

"So you don't think I'm a good candidate? Fine, I'll bet 1800 on myself to win, odds of 1 to 200, right? Do you have enough World Coins to lose to me?!"

"You dare underestimate me! Don't worry, if I don't give you enough World Coins, the gods will annihilate me. However, you won't live to see that day."

After saying that, the little devil told Ning Du to quickly take out the money.

Ning Du's mind stirred, and he took out World Currency, including a 1,000-yuan note, a 500-yuan note, and some loose change.

The little demon quickly wrote out the ticket for Ning Du, then left laughing.

"Hahaha, the shapeshifter fell for it! He actually dared to bet on himself to win. My 1,800 is back!"

Ning Du watched him run away and gently shook her head.

Everyone else burst out laughing at the other random things as well.

"Funny, very fun. A confident shapeshifter!"

"Haha, shapeshifter, if you actually win this time, I'll make you feel good for free!"

"We'll be watching from the stands to support you."

Ning Du took a deep breath and slowly turned his head.

At that moment, the undead knight commander was right behind him, staring at him with cold eyes, his soul flames flickering.

Ning Du, however, found it quite interesting and chatted with him for a while longer.

"Even if you kill me, you won't get the Source Crystal back, you know that!"

The undead knight commander didn't speak, he just stared intently at him.

Ning Du shook his head, said no more to him, and walked away quickly.

I doubt he would dare to make a move in the Holy City, after all, it's a territory protected by the gods.

Ning Du quickened his pace and headed straight for the Unseen Ones' stronghold.

It wasn't that there was anyone in the Unseen's stronghold who could help him; the main problem was that he only knew this place was a place he could enter.

They arrived at their destination quickly. As soon as Ning Du entered the stronghold, the Cursed Armor and the other invisible beings cheered.

"The shapeshifter is here!"

"Hahaha, an ancient deathmatch, still going strong with an undead knight, that shapeshifter's got some guts!"

"I've received information that this is a Scourge Death Knight with a dragon-level rank in the Undead world."

"Ah, how did a dust-level shapeshifter manage to provoke a dragon-level Scourge Death Knight to relentlessly hunt me down?"

They even chased us into the warp. This story interests me greatly. I'd even be willing to pay a world currency for it. Shapeshifter, what do you say?

Ning Du sat down at the bar, and a group of invisible people surrounded him.

"Tell me, tell me, this story must be very interesting."

"Little shapeshifter, did you transform into his appearance and cheat on him? Although the undead generally don't have any mate relationships, you never know?"

"Oh, I love stories like this! So exciting!"

Ning Du then realized that each of these invisible beings was a master of gossip.

That's true; most of these guys don't even have a physical form, and they don't have many skills. Looking for fun things to do is probably one of their only hobbies.

Ning Du asked the Cursed Armor for a drink, then said, "Actually, I was chasing him and made him angry, so he wants revenge."

"Hahaha, that's a really funny joke!"

"I'm dying of laughter, tell me another one, Shapeshifter."

"That's a good joke, I'll write it down. I'll include it in my next book!"

"Come on, tell the truth."

None of the invisible beings believed it; they all laughed loudly.

Ning Du was speechless, so he simply spread his hands and said, "Fine, it was his wife who seduced me first."

"Holy crap, I knew it would be this exciting!"

"Quickly, tell me the details! I need the details!"

"Yes, every single detail. How you seduced her. Tell me from the beginning!"

"What kind of wife could a Death Knight have? A ghoul?"

Ning Du raised his eyebrows.

What's wrong? You guys actually believed that?

Hey, hey, hey, aren't you guys going a bit too far?

Ning Du whispered, "Could it be a lich?"

Immediately, a group of invisible beings began to shout.

"Lich! That's it!"

"The lich got together with the undead knight, and then got cuckolded by a shapeshifter. Wow, I think this story could win an award!"

"My Untold Nighttime Story with the Lich. Great title!"

"Shrinking monster, you really know how to play!"

Ning Du was utterly speechless.

You don't believe the good things, but you remember all the bad things. You guys are something else!

Whatever, whatever, do whatever you want.

Ning Du looked around before getting down to business.

"By the way, can any of you get me some information about that undead knight commander? I need his weaknesses and stuff. Do you have a way? If you do, I'll buy you a drink."

As they were talking, Ningdu turned into a beverage machine.

A fragrant and shiny beverage isn't something you can drink all the time.

"Sure, sure, I'll get it for you right now!"

"Give me a drink. I'll get you the best intelligence."

"You want to deal with the undead knights? There are ways. Here, let me have a drink, I'll go ask for you."

At this moment, even the cursed armor asked Ning Du for a drink.

Ning Du wasn't stingy either, giving each of them a glowing drink.

A group of guys who had drunk their beverages left the stronghold like a gust of wind, heading off to gather intelligence for Ningdu.

To be honest, Ning Du quite likes these invisible people.

At least they are helpful and they do what they say they will do.

The cursed armor slowly finished sipping the glowing beverage, even though its face and body were completely obscured.

But just by listening to his voice, you could tell that after he finished drinking, he was probably so happy that snot bubbles were about to come out of his nose.

"Great! Shapeshifter, your drinks are getting better and better."

Ning Du chuckled twice and said, "It's a pity that if I die at the hands of that undead knight this time, I won't be able to give you any more drinks in the future."

Ning Du's words were pointed, and the Cursed Armor could easily understand his meaning.

"Hehe, little shapeshifter. Although you're definitely not strong enough to beat him, isn't this an ancient, fair deathmatch arranged by the gods? The strength will be evened out! Don't be so afraid!"

Ning Du said softly, "Even if our strength is equal, what about combat experience? Plus, our opponents are undead. The odds of winning are still a bit low."

The cursed armor replied, "Indeed. That's the key point. The undead have this advantage in combat. But it's not without its problems. For example, if you had holy water of light that specifically counters the undead, wouldn't that be great?"

"Holy water?"

Ning Du stroked the "chin" of the beverage machine, pondering carefully.

"Does the Holy City sell them? Damn it, I just bet all my World Coins on myself and won. I should have kept some World Coins on me."

"Foolish. You can't use holy water in the ancient duels if you buy it now. I mean, what if you brought your own holy water? For example, what if your drink was holy water? Then you'd have a huge advantage!"

Ning Du then understood what the cursed armor was saying.

"It comes with its own holy water, turning drinks into holy water. Brilliant, brilliant! So what I actually need is—"

"A permanent blessing from a being of the Light element. Ideally, it would be a deity of the Light element, but if a deity cannot be found, a powerful Light element individual can use a blessing that lasts for a period of time. As long as it's enough to win this deathmatch!"

"Reliable!"

Ning Du quickly refilled the Cursed Armor's drink.

Now he doesn't have much time left. He has ten hours to find a being of the Light element and get their help. This is no small feat.

The cursed armor, however, chuckled and said, "Need any help? I do know a few beings of the Light element. They're all easy to talk to."

.

Ning Du quickly replied, "That's absolutely necessary."

The cursed armor chuckled: "Then you'll have to give me the drink recipe. Right now!"

Ning Du's expression changed drastically. Well, it seems this was what was waiting for me.

formula?

He has no recipe whatsoever!

Wait a minute, the recipe, right?

I dare to write this, but does he really dare to do it?

Ning Du thought for a moment, as if struggling internally, and then said, "Okay, I'll give it to you. Get me paper and a pen!"

The Cursed Armor expertly took out paper and pen and asked Ning Du to write it down.

As soon as Ning Du wrote down the first "ingredients", the cursed armor couldn't help but speak up.

"Ahem, are these the ingredients?"

Ning Du nodded and replied, "Yes."

The cursed armor shouted, "Curse of the God of Deliciousness, are you sure this is an ingredient?"

Ning Du smiled and said, "Absolutely, and it's the most important ingredient, without exception."

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The Cursed Armor was speechless.

After Ning Du finished writing, the Cursed Armor was completely speechless.

"—The increase in human presence, the heightened biosensory sensitivity, the shapeshifter's beverage machine is transforming!"

The cursed armor silently tore up the recipe.

This thing is not only useless, it's also an insult to his intelligence.

You might as well just say that no one else can do it except me, that would be enough.

Ning Du watched him finish tearing it up, then laughed and said, "Alright, now it's your turn to tell me what to do."

The cursed armor sighed, then softly replied, "Go find the Light Elf, Museka. She's a glutton; just give her something delicious to eat, and she'll help you!"