The ever-changing star starts with a rice cooker.

Chapter 180 Ten Thousand Points (4,000 words)

Old Li has been quite unsettled these past few days.

Ever since that lawless old man Wu left his place, he wanted to report it several times, but he held back each time.

He had a feeling that something bad was going to happen, but he also had a sliver of hope that things would be resolved satisfactorily and that nothing bad would occur.

His apprentice might not actually be dead.

It's quite normal that they might become undead.

bah bah bah.

Becoming a ghost is probably worse than being dead.

When you die, you simply return to dust.

Becoming an undead means you won't find peace even in death. You'll have to switch from the human camp to the enemy camp.

Oh dear, what should I do?!

Old Li has been so worried these past few days that he's started pulling at his own hair.

Neither left nor right is suitable.

Yes and no!

Just as I was worrying, a round thing suddenly walked in.

"Quick, I need to redeem points!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Old Li was startled.

The other staff members nearby screamed and exclaimed in surprise.

"He's back!"

"He is really still alive."

"My God, did they come back from the Land of the Dead?"

Old Li looked up and saw that this was the rice cooker he had been longing for.

Open your eyes wide and look carefully.

That's right, that's right. It's this rice cooker, a one-of-a-kind rice cooker with a special aroma!

"You're back? How did you get back?"

As he spoke, Old Li looked behind the rice cooker and, sure enough, spotted the rice cooker's maker, Old Wu.

The rice cooker replied, "I narrowly escaped death! I won't say more, I'll write a book about it later! Hurry up, I need to exchange points, I need to get a B+."

Upon hearing the word "B+", everyone who followed behind gasped in surprise.

B+, that's 10,000 points!

During the time Ningdu was away, no one accumulated 10,000 points.

Old Li had a feeling that the rice cooker hadn't escaped death by accident.

He went to learn how to brag.

What's going on? Why are you talking so big?

clang!

Ning Du immediately slammed his eyeballs onto the table.

This is called making a strong first impression; let me show you the real deal.

The two large undead eyes belonged to that seemingly powerful black-robed undead BOSS.

This guy can take on several enemies at once and has killed quite a few powerful undead.

How could its eyeballs not be valuable?

If the points are underreported, Ning Du will get furious.

This is all the hard-earned money he made working as a vending machine!

Is it easy to make a vending machine?

Who dares say it's easy? Have you ever worked as a vending machine?

Do you know how tough it is to work as a vending machine operator?

Every day, I trade those free items that refresh in the world with the undead for treasures.

How "painful" it is!

Okay, there wasn't much pain, but that doesn't mean we can get less in return.

Seeing the rice cooker's impressive appearance, Old Li quickly took out his crystal ball to examine it closely.

A moment later, Old Li gasped.

"The spirit's lifeless eyes are intact, just like the ones it took off itself. Amazing!"

Ning Du smiled slightly. He hadn't taken it off himself, but there was no need to tell him the details.

"How many points?"

"Eighteen thousand! This thing is really rare."

"Oh, 1800 a piece. Not bad!"

"Who told you one costs 1800, and a pair costs 1800!"

Upon hearing the price, Ning Du immediately looked up at the ring and put his eyes into it.

Old Li quickly stopped him, saying, "I'll add some more, I'll add some more. Two thousand, two thousand! Young man—rice cooker. Don't be so impulsive, the price is negotiable. No matter how valuable this thing is, it's not worth as much as a ghost egg, two thousand is fine. You can't refine anything with it if you take it back. Unless you gouge out your own eyes and put them in. Then you'll be awesome!"

Ning Du thought about it and realized that this made sense.

Two thousand it is, take out some more stuff!

Snapped!

Ning Du then took out another ring, this one from a headless skull.

Seeing the ring, Old Li raised an eyebrow: "A necromancer ring? And made of rare metal, not bad, not bad. Eight hundred, I guess! Hey, don't look at me like that, eight hundred is fair. This thing is worth something, but it's not worth much either. What's wrong, you're a necromancer? If I gave it to you, all you'd do is cast a necromancer orb?"

Ning Du didn't argue with him and bid on another ring.

Old Li laughed when he saw it.

"Two rings? That's quite a haul! This one's a bit bigger, I'll give it to you for nine hundred. You don't have any more, do you?"

Ning Du remained silent and continued taking out the ring.

When they received the third one, not only Old Li, but everyone else around them was a little unsettled.

My breathing became rapid!

"Three rings now, which undead boss got robbed?"

"I don't know, maybe it happened in the Land of the Dead. The Land of the Dead has so many treasures!"

"What's wrong? You want to go too? Aren't you afraid of dying?!"

"Life offers few opportunities to truly strive!"

"Heh, it's rare to die such an ugly death. Go ahead and die. I'm not going to collect your corpse!"

The crowd grew larger and larger, all there to see the spectacle.

Among them were old acquaintances from Ningdu, including Yin Wei, a student from a prestigious university.

Upon hearing that the rice cooker had returned, they immediately dropped what they were doing and rushed over to see what was going on.

To be honest, during the time the rice cooker went missing, Yin Wei and the others really had a good time reflecting on it.

It's all about the heavens being jealous of talented people!

Yin Wei even squeezed out a few tears, knowing she wouldn't be able to eat such delicious rice again.

Now that I've heard the rice cooker is back, of course I have to come and see if it's true.

Then, as soon as I arrived, I saw the rice cooker start banging on the table and selling things.

Each item they sold seemed to generate more points than they had earned over the past few months.

"What a great rice cooker!"

Yin Wei was grimacing again.

The senior students next to him could only manage a wry smile.

There's really no way to compare people!

No, it's that people can't compare to rice cookers.

"This counts as nine hundred for you too. One eight hundred and fifty, two nine hundred, plus one two thousand, that's four thousand six hundred and fifty points! Quite a haul!"

Old Li nodded repeatedly, feeling that he had really made a profit these past few months since the rice cooker went missing.

Four thousand six hundred, that's enough to get another B-level skill.

"Wait a minute, who said that's all? There's more!"

The rice cooker then produced a fourth ring. Finally, someone sensed something was wrong and cried out, "Did he kill that Skeleton King?!"

"That's right, the Skeleton King has a ring on his hand."

"It looks just like it, it really does!"

At this point, even Cang Yi, who had finally managed to squeeze in to watch the excitement, couldn't help but stand up and walk towards the counter.

With an incredulous expression, he approached the rice cooker and said, "Can I see these rings?"

The rice cooker made room for him.

After examining it carefully for a while, Cang Yi's expression suddenly changed. He said, "It really is the Skeleton King's ring. It died in your hands?"

The rice cooker didn't know why Cang Yi was so excited.

Old Li explained, "Little rice cooker, you got a steal! Skeleton King got his head chopped off by Cang Yi and ran away, but he still ended up dying at your hands. How did you do that?"

"Head chopped off?"

Ningdu began to recall.

Oh, it's that headless skull, right?

He was originally the Skeleton King here!

No wonder I know vending machines; it was the first one to serve my business.

Ning Du thought about it more carefully and realized that the guy was indeed dead. He had been completely killed during the battle with a group of undead bosses.

The rice cooker said loudly, "The headless skeleton king, is it? It is indeed dead, but—"

At this point, the rice cooker looked at Cang Yi, noticing the fluctuation in his eyes and his serious expression.

The rice cooker chuckled twice, deciding to return the favor.

After all, Cang Yi was one of the people who came to rescue him with his master. It wouldn't be right not to give him something in return.

"Ahem, actually when I encountered it, it was already severely injured and dead; I was just picking up the corpse."

Upon hearing the rice cooker's explanation, Cang Yi's eyes lit up; he seemed to understand.

Old Li immediately understood what the rice cooker meant.

"Oh, so that means the Skeleton King still died at the hands of the Azure Guardian."

The rice cooker nodded repeatedly: "That's right, that's right. That's exactly it!"

Old Li looked at the ring, then at Cang Yi, and said, "Now that the Skeleton King's head and the ring corroborate each other, the mission to kill the Skeleton King is considered complete for Cang Yi as a guardian. Congratulations, you'll get your 3,000 points shortly!"

"Thanks!"

Cang Yi forced a smile and gently shook hands with the rice cooker.

He certainly understood what a rice cooker meant.

Three thousand points is a lot; those who give it away are truly magnanimous.

He's determined to get this rice cooker!

Ning Du smiled as he watched Cang Yi leave, then suddenly clutched his chest.

Holy crap, this task is worth 3,000 points?

Three thousand!

Ning Du speculated that letting Cang Yi kill the enemy would definitely help him gain some benefits.

But Ning Du really forgot that this mission was worth three thousand.

Oh dear, several months have passed, and he has completely forgotten about it.

Three thousand points, it hurts so much!

Fortunately, Ningdu made quite a bit of money this time, and the 3,000 points were still within his acceptable range.

Hurry up, Ning Du, don't touch anything else. Forget about the fourth ring, let's get something more substantial!

With a clang, Ning Du retrieved the ring and took out the valuable item.

It was a huge scythe!

The chilling atmosphere is captivating, while the dazzling brilliance is eye-catching.

As soon as the sickle was drawn, Old Li shouted.

"My god, my heavens!"

Hurry up, Old Li was fumbling with the sickle like a freak.

"What a fine weapon! A truly fine weapon. There's no trace of it being suppressed by any law. Hahahaha, a perfect undead weapon. I'd believe you if you told me this thing was Death's scythe!"

Upon hearing this, the rice cooker immediately replied, "Then it is the Grim Reaper's scythe."

Old Li rolled his eyes at Ning Du.

"I don't believe it!"

Ning Du exclaimed, "Oh dear, this old man is unreliable!"

Others, seeing the fine weapon, also gathered around.

A magical weapon from another world, free from the suppression of laws, in its perfect form, would be absolutely priceless.

This is the real hot commodity. Even if you're not a necromancer or a necromancer with any special abilities.

Obtaining such a weapon will immediately boost your combat power.

You can tell just by looking at its sharpness, texture, and magical sheen.

This is absolutely a piece of stuff that will hurt you if you touch it and kill you if you rub it.

There's no worry about selling them; it's just a matter of who offers the highest price.

"Three thousand five hundred points, I'll take it!"

Old Li was the first to offer a price, placing his hand on his sickle.

If we don't get this treasure, the league will blame us. Forget about any performance reviews this year!

Bringing this back to the alliance will definitely be a work achievement!

Old Li's eyes lit up when he saw it, and his lips twitched uncontrollably.

"Too few!"

The rice cooker was also placed on the sickle.

He could tell from Old Li's expression that the other party's offer was definitely low.

"Three thousand five hundred is more than a B-grade, what more do you want?"

"Rank B? If the Alliance wants, they can copy Rank B items an unlimited number of times. Don't be so greedy!"

"Alright, alright, you're right. Three thousand seven hundred, is that alright?"

"Are you kidding me? I risked my life to snatch this from the undead boss. Do you know how much damage I suffered?"

"Three thousand nine, isn't that high enough?"

"No! Do you know how much torture a rice cooker would suffer in the Land of the Dead? And the immense psychological impact it would endure? Depression, mania, insanity, lust—all sorts of disorders!"

"Wait a minute, what the hell is this 'desire disorder'? What were you doing with those undead? Rice cookers have reproductive isolation features, right?!"

"Hurry up and add more, I'm about to go berserk, you know? Seriously berserk!"

"I see, it's a flat price of four thousand three hundred, that's all. Go ask around, this is the highest price they've offered here in years!"

The rice cooker and Old Li stared at each other.

The two exchanged a final glance to see if the other was truly convinced.

After a short while, the rice cooker finally looked away.

"Okay, four thousand three hundred it is. Adding that to what we just got, how much is it in total?"

"Four thousand six hundred and five hundred plus four thousand three hundred, that's eight thousand nine hundred and fifty. I remember you still have some left, right? Is that enough for ten thousand?"

He rummaged around in the rice cooker before finally pulling out his phone to examine it closely.

-

Yes, there is indeed a little over a thousand left in the account.

That's enough, that really is ten thousand!

The rice cooker smiled and said, "Alright, I want to exchange for the B+ skill, Super Destruction."

When Ning Du heard that he was really going to exchange for B+, many people behind him gasped.

Including Yin Wei and the others, all of them had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

"He really did get a B+!"

"A B, a B+, oh my god. Junior Yin, you absolutely must never mess with him again, you really can't beat him."

"Yeah, I feel like even Brother Zhao can't beat him. He's an absolute dark horse in this year's college entrance exams. He'll scare a lot of people to death!"

"Don't go around telling anyone. This information must be kept secret. It's best if we keep it to ourselves. Telling others will only offend people and cause trouble for ourselves."

Suddenly, Teacher Xiahou appeared out of nowhere.

As soon as they appeared, they immediately warned Yin Wei and the others.

At this moment, Teacher Xiahou's gaze towards Ning Du was completely different.

A student with a B-level skill is outstanding, even in the top four universities.

If he adds another B+, then there really won't be many students left who can fight him one-on-one.

A young man from a small city, attending an ordinary high school, who only had a few dozen world-level strength when he awakened.

They've actually grown to this level step by step!

Terrible, astonishing, and lamentable.

Admirable indeed!

Teacher Xiahou really wanted to see Ning Du's performance in the college entrance examination.

If not sweeping away thousands of troops, it should at least terrify heroes.

Imagine a rice cooker rampaging through the world of the college entrance exam, beating up everyone. I bet the scene will be quite amusing.

It's a pity that betting is not allowed on the college entrance exam, otherwise he would have liked to make a profit off him.

Rice cookers, amaze the world!