I can equip strange items

Li Yuan touched the box in his pocket, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes.

However, the conditions for solidifying the terms contained in this thing are a bit troublesome; perhaps we need to solidify the terms for the wolf fang first.

It was already evening when I left the armed forces department.

As the sun set, it dyed the sky a dark red, somewhat resembling the sky of the desolate wilderness.

Li Yuan hailed a taxi and told the driver the name of the Chengfeng Hotel.

The driver was a middle-aged man in his forties. He glanced at Li Yuan a few more times through the rearview mirror, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

"Is something the matter?" Li Yuan asked.

"that……"

The driver hesitated for a moment: "Brother, are you an exorcist?"

Li Yuan raised an eyebrow: "How did you figure that out?"

"Your demeanor tells you you're no ordinary person."

The driver chuckled and said, "I've driven several exorcists these past few days, and they all have this 'keep away' vibe. And you guys... there's a certain indescribable smell about you."

"smell?"

Li Yuan asked in surprise, "What's that smell?"

"The smell of blood, and... the aura of killing intent."

The driver honestly replied, "Although it's very faint, I have a keen sense of smell and I can detect it."

Li Yuan raised an eyebrow, without denying it.

After killing so many barbarian demons, it's inevitable that one's aura would be tainted by them.

Moreover, he has killed quite a few people.

"Hey bro, can I ask you something?"

The driver asked cautiously, "What's the situation outside? There are all sorts of things circulating online, but some of the exaggerated reports have been deleted. The authorities only say there are unusual phenomena and advise everyone to stay home, but nobody knows exactly how dangerous it is."

Li Yuan looked out the window.

There were far fewer pedestrians on the streets than during the day, and many shops closed early.

Occasionally, members of the Bureau of Abnormal Affairs, dressed in black trench coats, can be seen patrolling, creating a tense and oppressive atmosphere.

"It's more dangerous than you think."

Li Yuan withdrew his gaze: "But it's not the end of the world yet. Stay home as much as possible, stock up on food and water, and if you see anything strange, run. Don't be curious."

The driver swallowed hard. "I've heard... some animals go crazy and bite people. And in some places, there are ghostly mazes where people go in and can't get out..."

"Anything is possible. So try not to take any orders tonight and go home early."

Li Yuan didn't hide anything: "If possible, keep some self-defense tools at home, like knives or sticks. Of course, don't do evil, otherwise exorcists can act first and ask for permission later."

"Thanks, thanks for reminding me, bro."

The driver nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, I'm just a taxi driver, how could I do anything evil?"

Twenty minutes later, the taxi stopped in front of the Chengfeng Hotel.

Li Yuan paid the money, picked up his bamboo stick and backpack, and got off the bus.

In the lobby of Chengfeng Hotel, the lingering smell of disinfectant was diluted by a richer, more complex aroma of food.

Dinner time had passed, but the hotel's breakfast buffet area was busily preparing meals for tomorrow.

His gaze precisely locked onto a steaming stainless steel bucket in the corner, next to which stood a small sign.

【Secret Recipe Changsha Stinky Tofu (Limited Quantity)】

A unique aroma, a blend of fermented bean smell and deep-fried char, forcefully assaulted the nostrils.

Li Yuan walked over without changing his expression, ignoring the slightly surprised look in the eyes of the chef next to him.

He picked up a clean, large takeout box and quickly began stuffing it inside.

Pieces of stinky tofu, fried until crispy and charred on the outside and soaked in thick sauce on the inside, are neatly arranged inside.

"Young man, breakfast hasn't started yet..." a chubby chef couldn't help but remind him.

"I know, I'll buy some late-night snacks."

Li Yuan didn't even raise his head, his voice flat.

He focused intently on holding the boxes until they piled up like a small mountain, weighing well over a pound.

After a pause, he thought of the hotel's potential practice of shortchanging customers, and without hesitation, he added another dozen or so yuan.

He stopped when the lid of the box could barely be closed.

Roughly estimated, it definitely weighs more than two pounds, and may even be close to three pounds.

"Uh... this is sold by portion, one pound per portion, and you..."

The chubby chef looked at the full box and hesitated.

"Calculate in triplicate."

Li Yuan took out several hundred-yuan bills and placed them on the table next to him.

Without waiting for the other party to give him change or say anything more, he picked up the box of stinky tofu that smelled like a "biological weapon," grabbed his lapis lazuli bamboo stick and backpack, and headed straight for the elevator.

Behind them, only the chef and a few waiters looked at each other in bewilderment, the "alluring" aroma lingering in the air.

Back in his room, Li Yuan immediately moved the flowerpot to the carpet in the center of the room.

The Extreme Yang Grass had been sitting in the corner for a day, but with the "Night Owl Master" tag taking effect, it has already thrived again.

He smiled upon seeing this.

Then, he placed the box of stinky tofu on the bedside table, took a deep breath, as if he were about to face a tough battle.

He sat cross-legged and focused his mind on the equipment panel in his head.

The fifth entry, "Equivalent Evolution," has been successfully solidified, and the sixth equipment slot is empty, emitting a faint white light.

He then took out the rotten wolf tooth that he had obtained from the wolf king.

The gray-black wolf fangs felt cold to the touch, carrying a faint, lingering chill and a musty smell.

"equipment."

With a thought command, the [Rotten Wolf Fang] instantly disappeared and appeared in the sixth equipment slot.

Panel information refresh:

[Equipment Attribute: Eat When You Want (White)]

[Effect of this entry: Teeth are strengthened to a certain extent, allowing you to eat whatever you want, whether it's hot, cold, sour, or sweet.]

[Permanent fixation condition: Maintain the equipment's condition and consume one pound of any rotten food.]

Current Status: Equipped (Conditions for solidification not yet completed)

A faint but clear warm current instantly flowed into his gums, as if coating each tooth with an invisible, tough film.

Li Yuan immediately felt that his teeth seemed more stable and his sensitivity to hot and cold stimuli had also decreased a little.

Although the effect was indeed as he expected, with minimal improvement for him at present, the addition of a fixed white attribute meant opening an additional equipment slot, which was of great value.

Moreover, if I really have nothing to do in the future, I can open a dental hospital and specialize in treating people's teeth.

"Rotten food..."

Li Yuan's gaze fell on the box of stinky tofu.

He lifted the lid, and the pungent, suffocating odor instantly filled the entire room.

Even with his strong will, his stomach churned involuntarily.

"Consider it... a form of training."

Li Yuan muttered to himself, his eyes sharpening.

Without further hesitation, he grabbed a piece of piping hot stinky tofu and stuffed it into his mouth.

The thick sauce, mixed with a strong fermented stench, exploded in my mouth, and the indescribable feeling of "rot" went straight to the top of my head.

I don't know how girls can consider this kind of food a delicacy?

It can only be said that women's tastes are hard to fathom.

He suppressed the urge to vomit and chewed with a blank expression.

Savor the salty and spicy sauce, the crispy outer skin of the tofu and the soft and tender inside—as well as that lingering, strange "flavor" that is like the aftermath of some substance's decay.

One piece, two pieces, three pieces...

He ate extremely quickly, as if performing some kind of mechanical task, completely ignoring the interference of taste and focusing only on achieving the goal of "eating a pound".

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his stomach continued to convulse in protest.

Even with his current physical condition, he was finding it difficult to withstand, although this was mainly due to psychological factors.

The smell in the room grew stronger and stronger, to the point that he was almost overwhelmed by it.

Finally, when more than half of the stinky tofu in the box had been eaten, a flash of light appeared on the equipment panel in my mind!