Damn, his final expression... The High Priest was enraged.该死,他最后的表情…大祭司被激怒了.
Losing his voice during the ceremony?在典礼上失声了?
Rumors said it was divine punishment.传言说这是神的惩罚.
Three days later, he went into hiding, and his subordinate, Graytooth, was sent to poison Lin Xiuyuan. He called the poison "Nightmare Powder"—supposedly making the target go insane, appearing as if "corroded by demons."三天后,他躲藏起来,他的部下灰牙被派去毒死林秀远.他称这种毒药为"噩梦粉"——据说它能让目标发疯,看起来好像"被恶魔腐蚀了".
Seriously? 严重吗?
How troublesome. 多麻烦.
But then, on the 5th day of check-ins, at 6 AM when I woke up, the system... granted me a new ability.但是,在入住的第五天,当我早上6点醒来时,系统...赐予我一种新能力.
"Passive Experience Overflow.""被动经验溢出."
Seriously? 严重吗?
Is this some kind of joke?这是在开玩笑吗?
Absorbing magical fluctuations?吸收神奇的波动?
Even I think this beats going to work.连我都觉得这比去上班好.
My little fox, Xiao Li, appeared.我的小狐狸小李出现了.
As usual, the magic from the healer Su Wanqing next door was powering up my experience bar.像往常一样,隔壁的治疗师苏万清给我的经验条加了魔法.
Another level up, now at Bronze Knight 2.另一个级别,现在在铜骑士2.
Forget it, I'll keep upgrading by sleeping.算了吧,我要通过睡觉来升级.
Night fell. 夜幕降临.
Graytooth arrived with the High Priest's "special tonic." I just glanced at him and told him to leave it at the door.灰牙带来了大祭司的"特殊补品"我只是看了他一眼,让他把它放在门口.
Thank goodness, the fox was smarter.谢天谢地,狐狸聪明多了.
She smelled something amiss and tipped over the whole bowl.
Then came the purple mist, and—poof—a rainbow-colored smoke.
My "Soothing Incense Bag" worked.
So, this was poisoned with special effects?
Was this performance art?
Then Su Wanqing appeared. She was on a night patrol and saw the remnants of the "Nightmare Powder."
She knew what it was, a banned drug, and began to worry.
Then I learned she was questioning Xiao Li and began to suspect my laziness might be some secret cultivation method.
The morning of the 6th day.
The High Priest came in with a swagger, ready to reprimand me.
And I, not controlled, was eating my "Lazy Man Meal Box" of magical porridge.
He asked how I felt.
"I dreamed someone tried to poison me, and my pillow turned into a rainbow-spitting immortal," I told him casually.
He was shocked.
Then the system announced the 6th day reward: "Primary Magic Resistance Cape."
Ha!
At that moment,
I yawned, telling him he seemed disappointed he couldn't control me.
He fled.
I saw Su Wanqing observing in the shadows as the cloak appeared.
This was more powerful than magic... this was about "rules."
I wondered what the reward on the 7th day would be?
Zhao Wuxie's eyes were filled with murderous intent, almost tangible.
Three days after the Moon Sacrifice Festival, the sky of the Qingqiu tribe was not yet fully bright, but a heavy atmosphere had already enveloped every inch of land.
Rumors spread like a plague, in the corners of the market, by the stream where people fetched water, in every whispering shadow.
"Have you heard? The High Priest lost his voice, that's divine punishment! The gods are punishing him for usurping divine authority!" "I also heard that the Moon Deity didn't truly bestow blessings; the High Priest forced the moonlight, angering the gods!" These voices were like countless tiny needles, piercing Zhao Wuxie's already precarious authority.
He locked himself in the top floor of the sacrificial tower, the room dimly lit, only his heavy, hoarse breathing echoed like a trapped beast.
He could no longer produce the loud, authoritative voice that once intimidated the entire tribe, only broken syllables could escape his throat.
"Graytooth." He tried his best, but his voice was still dry, like sandpaper rubbing.
A figure silently appeared in the shadows, kneeling on one knee—it was his confidant, Graytooth.
"High Priest." "At midnight tonight," Zhao Wuxie's gaze was cold as ice, each word squeezed out between his teeth, "put 'Nightmare Powder' in that so-called hero's food." Graytooth's body stiffened, hesitating, "High Priest, Nightmare Powder is a banned drug. It's not fatal, but it directly erodes the soul fire, making life unbearable... What if the hero truly has divine protection..."
"Divine protection?" Zhao Wuxie's throat hurt with a twisted laugh, his facial muscles twitching, "The gods won't protect someone who can't even get out of bed! I want him to go insane, to go mad in front of everyone, to confirm his 'body tainted by demons'! Then, I'll 'purify' him, following the divine will, restoring order!" His eyes glimmered with madness. He would use the outsider's complete destruction to cleanse the "divine punishment" stain on himself, reclaiming his glory and reverence.
Graytooth, seeing his mad expression, felt a chill but finally bowed his head: "Yes." A web of conspiracy was quietly woven in the darkness, while the target remained oblivious.
At 6 AM, Lin Xiuyuan's biological clock woke him precisely.
He opened his eyes, still a bit groggy, when a clear, pleasant chime sounded by his bedside.
[Ding! [丁! [丁!Continuous sign-in day 5, unlock 'Passive Experience Overflow' function—experience points automatically gained from magical fluctuations within a 10-meter radius of the host (effective for both knight and magic tracks)]
Lin Xiuyuan squinted, muttering at the empty air, "Sleeping can absorb experience? This system... isn't it better than that bottomless coffee shop downstairs in my past life?" As he thought, a small white figure nimbly slipped through the window crack.
It was the completely white little fox.
It jumped onto the bed, curling up by his pillow as usual, finding a comfortable spot to doze off.
Little Li didn't know it had become the best medium for experience transfer.
Last night, Su Wanqing next door spent the night studying advanced healing techniques. The pure spiritual energy from her body continuously seeped through the thick stone walls, enveloping Lin Xiuyuan's bed.
These scattered energies were now being covertly converted by the system.
Lin Xiuyuan felt a faint warmth within him, and a status panel only he could see refreshed silently.
[Knight Level: Bronze Knight 1 → Bronze Knight 2]
"Hm?" He noticed something odd but was hit by heavy drowsiness again. He just turned over, burying his face in the soft pillow, grumbling, "So I can level up while sleeping... This system is even tougher than my old boss." Then he fell back asleep.
Night deepened, all was silent.
Graytooth personally carried an exquisite food box to the tower where Lin Xiuyuan lived.
"Hero, " his voice came through the door, perfectly polite, "the High Priest worries that your body isn't fully recovered, lacking nutrition. He ordered me to bring you this nourishing soup."
A lazy, sleepy voice came from inside: "Leave it at the door, I'll drink it when I wake up."
"Yes." Graytooth put down the box, took a deep look at the closed door, then quickly disappeared into the night.
Inside, the little fox, who had been dozing by the pillow, suddenly perked up. It sniffed the air by the door, letting out a low growl in warning. It jumped off the bed, quietly running to the door, circling the food box, then leaped onto a nearby table, knocking the steaming bowl over!
"Crash—" the porcelain shattered, green soup splashing everywhere.
Something strange happened.
The moment the soup touched the stone floor, purple mist rose, emitting a nauseating sweet smell.
Just as the purple mist was about to spread, the "Soothing Incense Bag" gifted by Su Wanqing on the bedside suddenly glowed!
A tiny purification barrier was activated, instantly enveloping the purple mist.
The mist twisted and rose within the barrier, unable to escape, finally purifying into rainbow-colored smoke, like tiny rainbows swirling in the room.
The excited little fox "meowed," treating this as a new toy, chasing and playing with the rainbow.
The commotion finally woke Lin Xiuyuan.
He opened his sleepy eyes, seeing the mess and the rainbow smoke, then looked at the happily playing little fox, and chuckled, "Poison with special effects? Is your Qingqiu tribe into performance art?"
Meanwhile, Su Wanqing, on her routine night patrol, sensed something unusual. She traced the trail to Lin Xiuyuan's tower, saw a bit of soup residue under the door, and felt a strange energy when she touched it.
Su Wanqing's face changed: "Nightmare Powder... a banned drug that directly corrodes soul fire!" She looked up at the brightly lit High Priest's tower, her worry deepening.
Back in her room, she immediately summoned Xiao Li, lowering her voice, "Did you see the incense bag glow last night?"
Xiao Li nodded, rubbing her fluffy head against Su Wanqing's hand.
Su Wanqing gazed at the moonlight, lost in thought, murmuring, "He never actively cultivates, but there's always a faint spiritual energy moving inside him... Could his 'laziness' be a form of cultivation we can't understand?"
The next morning, Zhao Wuxie could no longer hold back. He would personally go to the tower, using "the hero being poisoned and mentally unstable" as a reason to forcibly take over his "purification right."
He brought a few confidants, entering the courtyard with a stern look, ready to put on a show of deep concern.
But he froze the moment he entered.
Lin Xiuyuan, in a robe, was lazily sitting in a wicker chair in the courtyard, holding a steaming bowl, leisurely eating the magical porridge—the "Lazy Man Meal Box" breakfast.
Xiao Li was perched on his shoulder, licking her paws.
Zhao Wuxie's eyes quickly scanned the ground. The night's poison trace was washed away by the morning dew, and the broken bowl was cleaned up.
The incense bag on the bed was hanging quietly, no abnormality, as if nothing had happened.
He forced down his shock and anger, forcing a stiff smile: "Hero, did you rest well last night? Are you feeling any discomfort?"
Lin Xiuyuan didn't look up, scooping a spoonful of porridge, saying unclearly, "Not bad. I just had a dream, someone tried to poison me, and my pillow became an immortal and spat out a rainbow."
Zhao Wuxie's pupils narrowed!
Pillow becoming an immortal?
Spitting out a rainbow?
This... this was exactly what Nightmare Powder looked like after being purified!
How could he know so clearly!
Just as he was about to ask, the system prompt sounded again in Lin Xiuyuan's mind: [Ding!
Continuous sign-in day 6, reward:Primary Magic Resistance Cape(can automatically resist one low-level curse or mind control spell)]
A simply designed, faintly glowing cloak silently appeared on Lin Xiuyuan's robe.
He yawned comfortably, finally lifting his eyes, squinting at the livid Zhao Wuxie, a playful smile on his lips: "High Priest, you look like you really want to use some mind control on me today?"
Zhao Wuxie froze, as if struck by lightning.
He stared at Lin Xiuyuan, trying to see through him, but only saw a bottomless mockery.
Finally, all his plans, anger, and doubts turned into a suppressed snarl, and he stormed off.
Su Wanqing, hiding behind a pillar, saw everything. Her eyes fixed on the cloak, her fingers trembling slightly.
"That's not enchantment, nor summoning... it's creating out of nothing..." she muttered, her heart stirred, "This isn't magic... it's beyond rules."
Night fell again, and another peaceful night passed.
Lin Xiuyuan flipped in his warm bed, a new day starting with the system's greeting.
The first rays of morning sunlight filtered through the window, landing on his face. In his mind, the familiar, pleasant electronic voice rang on time: [Ding!
Continuous sign-in day 7, reward...]