Sell ​​jars from Hokage

Han Cook was looking for the ship of fate, and originally wanted to eliminate the mark behind it.

But now it's different.

She doesn't even care so much about the mark, but just wants to make herself stronger.

No matter what kind of past a powerful person has, no one dares to despise him, and those who despise him will inevitably pay a price.

"If the master is not here, just leave it to me." Bismarck smiled, and continued to apply for information transmission in his mind. The information transmitted this time was about packaging information about the jar. At the same time, she selected several series of information as series examples to transmit it together.

It can basically achieve the same effect as Shen Mo is at the time.

Looking at Han Cook who was digesting this information in front of him, Sini was also considering whether to build an administrator permission platform with more detailed functions.

At the same time, the next step is to expand the number of ordinary players on a large scale, and the distribution design of fateful items also needs to be done well.

Let's do an experiment with Hancock first.

In his mind, Chen Si quickly designed several transfer props suitable for Han Cook, and then quickly designed a process for drawing props of fate.

Same as he said.

Based on personality and dream preferences, draw from limited transfer props.

If it works.

Han Cook should have drawn one of the several transfer props he just designed, because that was specially designed based on Han Cook's personality.

Just as Shen Mo was doing all this, Han Cook made the decision.

"I choose a mage," she said.

The reason is also very simple. In the description, the mage is a series of long-range, elegant, and powerful in every move.

She just stared at the word "grace".

"Yes." Bismarck nodded, "The big series of jars are just a rough direction and are not that important to people of your strength."

After saying that, she applied for a transaction again and chose the jar of the Mage Series.

As the king of the Kingdom of Women, Hancock actually has no wealth.

Not to mention.

She also sailed the sea as the captain of the Nine Snake Pirates.

If you really open the jar at all costs, you can open at least one thousand level three jars.

Hancook started opening the can.

I didn't even look at the first-level jar, and I didn't care about the second-level jar. I just opened the ten third-level jars, and the speed was very fast, just like I was pursuing props of my own destiny.

In a blink of an eye, props appeared in front of you.

It was a drop of golden liquid.

It is obviously just a drop of liquid, but it gives people a beautiful feeling, as if this is the most amazing treasure in the world, more beautiful than any treasure, and even makes people fascinate at a glance.

"Blood of the Beautiful God." Bismarck obtained the information of this prop from his mind. "Although the power of the connotation law is only a little bit, it is enough for you to obtain a little bit of divine power and open the way to become a Beautiful God."

"God of Beauty..." Hancock listened to this name and remembered one of the pictures of the beauties in his mind just now.

The incarnation of the law of beauty is itself the most beautiful existence in the world. Everyone’s understanding of beauty comes from her will. There is nothing to do. As long as it appears, all existences, even inanimate dead objects, can be addicted to her beauty.

Isn't this her?

Hancook's eyes gradually widened, and he looked a little silly smiling. He even subconsciously wiped his lips and found a trace of saliva before realizing what he was in.

"Ahem." Hancock coughed twice in embarrassment, then looked at Bismarck and asked, "How to use this...?"

"Just swallow it."

Bismarck had just finished speaking, and Hancook had already raised his head and took this drop of beautiful god blood.

In an instant, a numb feeling surged and changed the whole body.

Just like a slight electric shock.

And in this trembling feeling, Han Cook could clearly feel that her body and mind had changed, and every inch of her skin seemed to be different, so beautiful and so charming that she even felt that she was about to fall in love with her...

Bismarck tilted his head, as if he was helpless.

She hasn't finished speaking yet.

There are naturally certain risks for mortals to take the blood of God. Before this power is integrated into the soul, if the soul is affected by the power, it will be considered a failure.

Hancock's current situation is very dangerous.

However, Bismarck did not do anything more. After all, she did not have the power to remain silent and could not do whatever she wanted.

final.

The one who saved Hancock was the scenes that Bismarck had previously entered her mind.

Faced with a more beautiful existence, her obsession with herself was suddenly broken, and then she discovered her abnormality and suddenly woke up. It was at this time that the power of the God of Beauty merged into her soul.

At this time, Han Cook seemed even more glorious to the rest of the people.

There is no big change in appearance or figure, but it seems that it has the power to hit the heart. Anyone will have his heart accelerated just by taking a look, and he feels like he is caught up in love.

"It's so dangerous."

Han Cook patted his chest lightly, as if he was a little scared, but just such a simple action was so beautiful that it could knock a large group of people out.

Of course, it naturally has no effect on Bismarck.

"The information in your mind should have told you that some transfer props are in danger." Bismarck said helplessly, "You should wait a little longer."

"I was excited."

Han Cook no longer showed any arrogant attitude.

Although she has just changed her job, she now has a deeper understanding of beauty.

Beauty is beauty, but it is just a kind of power.

When this power is not effective, it will attract people to act like a willful attitude, but how can she attract people to be disgusted? It is absolutely impossible. This is something that cannot be allowed to happen to her.

Therefore, Han Cook was amazingly gentle and humble at this time.

"Sister Bismarck." She walked a few steps up and showed a sweet smile, "Lord of Destiny, won't he come back today?"

"Maybe I won't come back in the future." Bismarck didn't know what she was thinking. "The master likes well-behaved girls. If he were there, he might have a good impression of you now, but as the master, he will naturally not stay in a world for a long time, so your world will be managed by me."

Siren, who was invisible and watching Bismarck impressed Hancook without being soft or hard, felt that he could hand over the world to her with confidence.

Don't worry that she will not maintain her official position.

Maybe it can be done better.

After all, Bismarck's words set off his existence, which increases her own status while also making him as the boss behind the scenes as stable as Mount Tai.