The ever-changing star starts with a rice cooker.

Chapter 174 Undead Vending Machine Form (4,000 words)

The undead knight commander probably never imagined he would be in such a desperate situation.

After all, being beaten so badly by a rice cooker that you can't fight back is something that would be laughed at if you told others.

Even among the dead, this would probably be an unacceptable disgrace.

Don't assume that the dead can't be angry.

Although they have abandoned most human emotions, their anger remains.

Fury can increase power, and the Undead Knight Commander no longer cares about anything else.

He only needs to win today!

There is no tomorrow.

Soulfire, explode!

Once the soul fire is fully ignited, the undead knight commander only needs to defeat the rice cooker in front of him.

For humans, burning one's own defensive tactics is a sure way to die.

Needless to say, the dead are gone once their soul fire is ignited.

Today, we shall perish together.

Ning Du was utterly shocked by what he saw.

How come even an undead is resorting to such deadly tactics?

Hey, hey, hey, is it really that serious?!

I don't think I killed your whole family or anything like that. Does it really need to go this far?

Seeing the undead knight's aura rising and his tendency to gradually recover his strength.

Ning Du knew that he didn't have much time left.

Transform!

Holy Light Blessed Beverage Machine!

Even the most closely guarded tricks must be used now.

As soon as he finished transforming, Ning Du began frantically spraying drinks all over the undead knight commander.

"Holy water has arrived!"

Ningdu was shouting loudly.

The audience members sitting around the room all stood up.

"What did I see? Holy water being poured out!"

"How can a shapeshifter even conjure holy water?! This isn't magic!"

"This deathmatch is amazing, truly spectacular. The undead fighting tooth and nail, the holy water shapeshifter!"

"It's been suppressed! It's actually been suppressed!"

The holy water poured down, forcefully suppressing the Soulfire of the Undead Knight Commander.

At this moment, the situation unexpectedly reached a stalemate.

Ningdu simply made his beverage machine bigger and bigger.

There was no other way; if the drink wasn't big enough, he'd have to finish it on the spot.

In the audience, the one who was most terrified at that moment was the little devil, whose eyes were practically popping out of their sockets.

He could almost hear his wallet starting to wail!

Do not!

In a corner of the audience, a group of shapeless, invisible beings were completely laughing.

The little shapeshifter truly received the blessing of light.

Great!

"Look, the shapeshifter has even studied the information we gave him. He knows to spray holy water into his eye sockets. And his leg—this undead knight's leg bones are also problematic!"

"Pour it! Pour it as much as you can! If we could extinguish a Death Knight's Soulfire Burst, that would be the real fun!"

"I've never seen a deathmatch like this before. How interesting! Is this what they call an ancient deathmatch? A battle of wits and skill?"

"Wisdom, it must be wisdom. Otherwise, how can a shapeshifter defeat a dead knight with a blazing soul fire?"

Stalemate!

The two sides have completely entered the final stalemate stage.

The undead knight let out a roar of soul fury, as if it wanted to unleash the full power of its soulfire and then cleave the beverage machine in front of it into pieces with a single move, Pale Domain.

The beverage machine was complaining bitterly, as it was almost out of drinks!

What if it's gone?

Should we throw away roast chicken in the refrigerator?

No, no, why not take a gamble? Let's turn back into a rice cooker and put him inside to refine him.

But what should you call them for them to respond?

uncle?

handsome guy?

Bone fragments?

None of them seem to work!

It's a bit difficult to lock onto.

With the thought of fighting to the death in his heart, Ning Du gritted his teeth.

After persisting for a while, Ningdu's beverage was nearly exhausted and could no longer grow larger, and the consumption of world power was also accelerating.

Enlarging a beverage machine takes a lot of world energy, you know? Especially when it's accompanied by holy light.

Most importantly, it gets bigger as it swells.

Double the operation, double the consumption.

The battle is about to begin!

All the spectators stared intently, for the decisive moment had arrived.

Is the Undead Knight's Soulfire more durable, or is the Drink Machine more watery?

Finally, the beverage machine was completely empty.

That's all, we've squeezed it dry, not a single drop is left!

Even the beverage machine is emitting the wails of a man suffering from kidney deficiency.

The undead knight seemed to have completely lost his edge. He had wanted to make one last big burst of energy, but he ended up standing there awkwardly, with even the soul fire in his eyes gone!

Who wins and who loses?

The audience looked at the false god judge.

But this time, the false god's referee did not immediately declare the shapeshifter the winner. Instead, he quickly stepped forward, seemingly wanting to see if the undead knight was still alive.

The False God Judge floated to the side of the Undead Knight, about to use his black cloud-like "tentacles" to investigate the situation of the Undead Knight Commander.

The next moment, the undead knight commander's soul fire was suddenly rekindled, although only a flickering wisp remained, he was truly not dead.

Moreover, this wisp of soul fire was a special golden color!

Golden Soulfire?

The false god judges seemed to have thought of something, and for a moment they all stopped in their tracks.

The undead knight commander raised his last broken sword, and golden soul fire covered it completely.

Oh no! Something terrible is about to happen!

Ning Du sensed danger and began to jog, trying to dodge. But the Undead Knight Commander, aiming precisely in his direction, unleashed his final strike!

"The Flame of Life and Death!"

The sword light transformed into a golden flame like an arrow, heading straight for the vending machine.

When Ning Du saw this sword light, his first thought was that if he were hit, he would surely die.

What should I do?

What should I do?

At the critical moment of life and death, countless thoughts raced through Ning Du's mind, but it seemed that none of them were enough to save his life.

Could it be that I am truly going to lose my life here today?

Never mind, the last bit of world power that remained was completely suppressed.

Ning Du had no choice but to force his transformation to see if he could block the attack.

Undead!

You have to become an undead!

Ning Du keenly sensed that he could only survive by becoming an undead.

He wanted to become that undead child again.

But with only this much global power, the probability of becoming one is probably extremely low.

Transform!

Suddenly stopping, Ningdu made one last change!

Bang!

Golden flames exploded on Ning Du's body, igniting him.

But the next moment, all the spectators gasped in surprise, as if they had witnessed something extraordinary.

Ning Du did not feel the approach of death. Instead, the golden flames that landed on him gave him a sense of warmth, as if they were entering his body and becoming part of his power.

What's going on?

Surely the undead knight commander couldn't have had a sudden change of heart at the last moment!

Looking down again, Ning Du discovered that although his body was square and looked like a new household appliance, his arms were standard undead skeleton hands.

It really succeeded?

Have they really become undead?

Oh my god, that scared me to death!

Ning Du breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed that the final transformation had saved him.

Sure enough, the dying embers in the eyes of the Undead Knight Commander flickered like candles in the wind.

In the end, he actually spoke in human language: "You—are—a ghost!"

Ning Du didn't answer him; he would let him die with those questions in his mind.

I can be a ghost, or I can not.

You used the same methods you used against humans on the undead. You made a mistake!

Ning Du had roughly figured out how the Undead Knight Commander lost.

The undead knight commander seemed to die with complex emotions in his final moments, his body shattered into pieces on the ground.

When the soul fire is extinguished, the spirit dies.

The false god judge proclaimed loudly, "The Shapeshifter wins!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the audience erupted in cheers.

One of them, a pink octopus with two huge breasts, was clapping and shouting for Ning Du with all eight hands.

One of the little devils fell off his seat with a thud, looking like he was about to cry but had no tears, and let out a low sob.

It's over, it's over, it's over!

This time, the little dwarf is probably really finished. All his efforts in the warp city over the years have been in vain.

There was also a skeleton staring intently at Ning Du.

The "new life" he bestowed upon the Death Knight was somehow transferred to the shapeshifter?

In this situation, he didn't know what to say.

What would a shapeshifter become if it obtained the life-golden flame of the undead?

Even he himself couldn't have imagined it, but now it seems unlikely that he can get it back.

trouble!

Ning Du finally relaxed upon hearing that he had won.

Then, after touching himself, he realized that he had transformed into something other than an ordinary household appliance.

This is the coin slot, this is the door, these are the goods, is that a decorative skull? And there are bone shelves inside too, holy crap, it's turned into a vending machine!

It's still the Undead brand vending machine!

When Ning Du finally understood what he had become, he almost jumped up.

What does the Undead Vending Machine mainly sell?

There were packaged snacks that looked a bit like chocolate when opened, but were grayish-white.

There was water, but the water looked a bit strange and smelled of death.

It looks like a dead mouse somewhere!

There were also things that looked like hearts, bloody and gore. Ning Du didn't dare to look closely, but they seemed edible.

And there was even soul fire at the end!

Ning Du took out a ball of soul fire the size of a fingernail!

It's true, although it's very small, it really is soul fire.

He can produce soulfire now?

But who would buy this stuff?

Ning Du finally managed to conjure up the vending machine that his cheap master had been longing for, but many aspects of it were not quite what his master had imagined.

Ning Du hadn't even had time to carefully study this new change. The false god's judge had already urged Ning Du to get lost.

"Shapeshifter, you can leave now. By the way, what's the maximum amount of world force yours can withstand at once? You won quite a bit this time!"

Ning Du then remembered.

Yes, even deathmatch has world power.

But what does it mean to bear a certain amount at once?

Before Ning Du could even ask, the impatient pseudo-god judge had already sent a beam of light into his body.

Immediately, Ning Du felt as if his body was about to explode. A terrifying world force, like a vast ocean, poured into his body, and he seemed unable to absorb it all.

Yes, what is the value of an undead knight commander?

Even if the spoils are only one-tenth of what they were, it would still be enough for Ning Du to make a fortune.

However, his body seemed unable to withstand so much world power in a short time.

I felt like I was about to explode when the voice of the false god judge rang out again.

"You can't even handle 500? Shapeshifters really do have low life levels. I'll exchange the remaining World Power for crystals; you can collect them slowly later."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Du felt most of the world's power being drawn away, and a crystal resembling a bright star was placed in the core of his world.

His body gradually stabilized, filled with the power of the world, and every part of his body seemed to have undergone a new improvement.

Is it the power of the Five Hundred Worlds?

Adding that to his original amount, wouldn't he have over a thousand now?

Ning Du suddenly realized that his gains this time were greater than those he had made at the Detective World during his summer vacation.

You know, that time Chou collected several "spiritual energy balls," and the materials used to refine them into pills alone cost a lot of money.

And now, a deadly battle has actually brought him to the brink of complete ruin.

Careful calculations suggest a world force of approximately 1,300.

The minimum entry requirement for the Wind Level assessment is 800 World Power. Normally, those who can obtain the badge have a Wind Level of around 1100-1200 World Power.

He currently possesses 1300 World Power. From the perspective of World Power, isn't he already at the Wind level?

A surge of excitement welled up within him; Ning Du knew all too well what wind level represented.

That's an extra thousand yuan a month!

A thousand yuan! A thousand yuan! That's more than you can eat all those steamed buns and fried dough sticks!

Savory tofu pudding, sweet tofu pudding.

I order two bowls at a time.

Ning Du was overjoyed, and even the undead vending machine started spinning.

Even the pseudo-god judges found it hard to stand the twisting motion.

"Alright, that's enough. Here's another reward for you: an ancient deathmatch."

"There are rewards? What are they? More World Power, Soulfire? Or maybe the Undead Knight's sword or something? I don't care."

The false god judge replied, "Wrong. The reward is that you will have the opportunity to meet a god."

Ning Du was taken aback upon hearing this.

"To meet a deity? Which deity?"

The false god judge replied, "That depends on yourself. All the gods are here, but the god you wish to see is not. That means—"

"Does that mean I have to wait?"

Ning Du said.

The false god judge laughed, "Wrong. It means the one you're about to meet isn't a god at all. Alright, do you want to meet him?"

Ning Du shook his head repeatedly, not knowing why he needed to meet the gods or why he should meet them at all. He decided to leave it at that.

This reward doesn't sound very good. I'll save it for later!

"Alright, if you don't plan to meet, then go back to the Holy City. Your time to stay has been extended. Shapeshifter, hurry up and become a Wind-level Deathmatcher. Only then will you have the right to stay in the Holy City."

The false god judge seemed to really want Ning Du to stay.

Ning Du laughed and said, "Reaching the Ghost level and still being able to buy property in the Holy City? Don't worry, I'll slowly climb up. Maybe I'll reach the Wind level after winning the next match!"

The False God Referee said softly, "Would you like to challenge a Wind-level deathmatch next? I can arrange it."

Ning Du replied nonchalantly, "Sure, whatever. What's this 'challenge'? Does winning make me a Wind-level expert? This is definitely easier than the assessments outside."

"Yes, if I beat you, I'll be at the Wind level."

False God Judge.

Ning Du nodded repeatedly, indicating that there was no problem.

The false god judge let out a meaningful laugh.

"Hehehe. I'll contact you then. Just be ready to face the consequences. Shapeshifter, I'm rooting for you!"