Fantasy: I can equip everything

Even though he had high expectations for the century-old ginseng, Chen Chuang was still stunned when he saw the information provided by the system.

With a maximum of 50 points in Qi and Blood, he could live for another 5 days.

Not to mention the special effects after equipping it.

It restores 5 points of Qi and Blood every day.

If he could equip himself with two hundred-year-old ginseng roots, wouldn't he be able to completely break the curse of the ghost bride?

But Chen Chuang snapped out of his reverie in just a moment.

wrong.

If it were that easy to solve, then why did all those important figures in the past fail to survive the curse of the Ghost Bride?

Royal nobles, sect prodigies, high-ranking officials...

These people have access to a vast amount of resources, and even without Chen Chuang's equipment system, it shouldn't be difficult for them to obtain items with similar effects.

A century-old ginseng is a rare commodity in Qinghe County, but it's nothing special in the entire Great Qian Dynasty.

This is a fantasy world with a population exceeding 10 billion and a territory even larger than the Earth of my previous life.

Could there be other variables in the future regarding this curse?

While he was pondering, under the strange gazes of the people in the pharmacy, he took Jinlian and walked out.

"equipment!"

At the same time, he silently thought to himself that the century-old wild ginseng had appeared in the second equipment slot.

Chen Chuang

[Health/Mortal Energy: 80/110 (Abnormal Status - Ghost Bride's Expectation: 10 Health/Mortal Energy Loss Daily) Health/Mortal Energy Recovery Rate: 5 Health/Mortal Energy Daily]

Power: 13

[Defense: 1]

[Internal interest: 0]

[Agility: 8]

【Charm: 69】

【Equipment Slot (1): Iron Bone Skill (Fragment)】

(Consolidation requirement: 10 catties of demon tiger bone)

【Equipment Slot (II): Century-old Wild Ginseng】

Equipment Slots (3): Not Activated

...

Looking at the 80 points of health on the attribute panel, Chen Chuang unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

When I transmigrated here, I only had three days left to live.

But now, his blood energy has surpassed the original owner's peak.

If the curse doesn't change, he can live for another 16 days without doing anything.

Unfortunately, the feedback from the system told him that only when he equipped an item for the first time to increase his maximum health would it automatically replenish and increase his health by the same amount.

If you equip it again later, it won't have this effect.

Otherwise, if we keep removing equipment and using elixirs, wouldn't our vital energy never run out?

"Brother! What's wrong with you...?"

Just then, the puzzled voices of others interrupted Chen Chuang's thoughts.

Looking up, he saw that everyone on the street was looking at Chen Chuang with suspicion.

And next to him was Jinlian, who was bound hand and foot.

Traffickers?

Really? How can human traffickers be so brazen in broad daylight?

Was that the government arresting people?

But aren't those all like being in shackles? What's the point of binding someone with rope?

Chen Chuang ignored the stares of the people and casually said, "Oh, my wife has gone hysterical and is biting people everywhere. We're about to find someone to exorcise her."

Upon hearing this, Jinlian's eyes widened in panic, and she twisted her body repeatedly, trying to explain to the others and call for help.

Unfortunately, the rag in her mouth was completely blocked, so she could only let out low growls.

On the contrary, this action only further confirmed Chen Chuang's statement.

The man who had just approached to ask questions quickly stepped back, waving his hand and saying, "This is quite a severe case of hysteria. Brother, you'd better leave quickly, lest your wife bite someone else."

Chen Chuang nodded, then grabbed Jinlian and left.

Along the way, Jinlian struggled desperately at first.

She thought Chen Chuang brought her out to find a secluded place to kill her and dispose of the body.

But gradually, more and more buildings appeared along the road, and the streets became more and more lively.

In the end, they even crossed the bridge directly and arrived at the northern part of Qinghe County.

The northern city was under strict security, and Chen Chuang's strange behavior naturally attracted the attention of many constables.

However, with the martial arts prowess that Chen Chuang deliberately displayed, his words easily convinced the officials.

Finally, Chen Chuang and Jinlian arrived at their destination.

Jinlian stopped struggling and stared blankly at the magnificent courtyard in front of her.

The Little Knife Society

A red-painted sign hangs high on the main gate, while people come and go in a constant stream through the side door.

Most of them were burly men with small knives at their waists.

This is a place that almost everyone in Qinghe County knows, yet they all make a point of avoiding it.

Small Knife Society?

Jinlian was confused at first, then suddenly her body trembled, as if she had figured something out and began to struggle frantically.

Her struggles had absolutely no effect on Chen Chuang.

He lifted it into the air and strode over.

"Halt! Who goes there?"

The two guards at the entrance saw Chen Chuang and immediately stepped forward to stop him.

Although he sensed the martial arts aura emanating from Chen Chuang, he showed no fear whatsoever.

Because they were both martial artists at the Body Tempering Realm.

Chen Chuang stopped and said in a deep voice, "Please inform Master Dao that Chen Chuang has come to pay a visit."

"Chen Chuang?"

One of the guards frowned, thought for a moment about the name, and found that he didn't recognize it.

"Brother, you've come at a bad time. Master Dao is out on business right now. Come back another day."

Despite being a gang member who licks blood off the streets, this guard doesn't have any of the bad habits of guards from wealthy families.

He politely declined Chen Chuang's request.

After all, their main responsibility was to prevent anyone from entering the Little Knife Society casually.

There's no need to offend martial artists of unknown origin; just ask them to leave.

Chen Chuang wasn't surprised by this; he simply took a large package from his waist and handed it over.

"This is a gift for you, Master Dao. Could you please deliver it?"

The guard's expression grew more serious.

He smelled blood on the package.

"Can I take a look first?"

"Can!"

With Chen Chuang's permission, the gatekeeper and his companion exchanged a glance and came up to take the items.

As he opened each layer, his eyes kept shifting, not missing a single subtle movement from Chen Chuang.

The other security guard had already placed his hand on his lower back.

The package was opened layer by layer, and the innermost part was stained blackish-red with blood.

But the gatekeeper's arm remained steady.

Even though he already knew what was inside.

Finally, the package was fully opened, revealing its contents.

As the guard had predicted, it was just a human head.

Instead of reacting, he raised the person's head and examined them closely.

It's not uncommon for people to be sent to the Little Knife Society to die.

Generally speaking, there are only two possibilities.

Either the person who was killed was a member of the Little Knife Society, and the person who came was there specifically to provoke them.

Either the head represents an enemy that the Little Knife Society is hunting down or has wanted, or the person who comes is there to claim a reward or to make a goodwill gesture.

This time, however, the gatekeeper spent a long time checking, but couldn't match the person with the name that the Little Knife Society had recently issued a warrant for.

broken!

Could it be one of our own brothers?

The gatekeeper's face immediately turned ugly.

But before he could react, his companion had already exclaimed in surprise.

"Holy crap! Isn't that Tian Zhiyao from the Grand Canal Gang?"

"Who?" The gatekeeper was stunned for a moment before he suddenly realized what was going on.

Tian Zhi?

The steward of the East Wharf of the Canal Gang, Tian Zhi, who not long ago seized four streets of territory from their Small Knife Society and seriously injured the Twelfth Master of the Sharp Knife Hall.