About the story of a brave man being a potato for a thousand years and then the world was destroyed

"Don't come on, since the bet has been made, there is no reason for me to run away halfway," Deddle smiled and shook his head, "I have taught her everything I can, but she doesn't know spells after all, and there are some things she can't understand, and I can't do anything about it..."

"Well, what do you mean by 'that time'?" asked Jon Snow.

"That was the last part that Anwada conveyed to me," Deddle said, "He said that one day, my little bastard will meet a partner who is very compatible with her, and then they will create the greatest arcane in the world..."

Jon Snow stopped biting the ribs and looked at Deddle, and was stunned.

Deddle looked at Jon Snow, shrugged, and smiled.

Jon Snow blinked, put down the ribs and sat up, thinking for a moment, and asked: "You... Let me ask you, is this what you said after fully understanding the history of the Secret Sanctuary?"

"These are not what I said," Dedell shook his head, "These are what Anwada once told me. As for whether I believe it or not, whether it is true or false, or whether it is exaggerated, these are not things I know..."

Jon Snow touched his chin and was silent for a long time. Finally, he picked up the ribs and took a big bite.

"Don't you have any feelings or anything?" Dedell asked.

"Feelings? Of course," Jon Snow said, "That is, we are doomed to lose this time."

"It seems that we have never won, right?" Dedell laughed, "If we can buy enough time, it will be considered a success, right?"

"Yeah, I mean, we probably won't be able to win in the future," Jon Snow shook his head, "otherwise, they won't be forced to achieve that kind of achievement..."

"Maybe," Dedell let out a long breath, "The future is the era of young people after all..."

"But how long do you think it will take them to reach that day?" Jon Snow asked.

"Well..." Dedell touched his chin, "At least, I hope we can see it in our lifetime, right?"

"Haha, I hope so," Snow smiled, "I hope that by then, there will still be some parts of the world that have not been destroyed..."

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At the gate of the city, Liu Ji looked at the shadow of the dragon carriage from afar and let out a long sigh.

Yain and others had already left in the dragon carriage, and Bala also left with satisfaction after receiving an extra tip of two banknotes.

Without any worries, he can also let go...

That being said.

In fact, he didn't know whether he should act rashly.

The arrangement here was obviously used to deal with the tyrant at that time. Although he had taken a fancy to the weird giant monster, it was certain that he would not be able to see the complete form of the giant monster before the tyrant came.

Even if he saw it, it was not certain that he could take advantage of it.

The best way was still to wait, and when the tyrant came and the two sides went to war, he would take the opportunity to act.

I don't know how long I have to wait.

"Well, I'm idle anyway, let's go for a walk," Liu Ji thought, and took a step, slowly moving along the streets of the city.

The laughter of passers-by sounded in his ears, and men and women in bright clothes came and went under the night lights. Even though it was midnight, the city was still bustling as if it would never sleep.

Looking at the noisy streets in front of him, Liu Ji felt a little dazed.

He seemed to have returned to the past, standing on the busy commercial street, and just like now, feeling the tranquility that belonged to him in the hustle and bustle.

"Damn, I miss home again..."

Muttering to himself, Liu Ji sighed.

Sure enough, I should find something to do.

After looking around, Liu Ji's sight finally fell on a special circular building.

Listening to the cheers and roars coming from the building, and looking at the portraits of soldiers posted at the door of the building, it is clear that this may be the place where Bala said that a gambling battle can be held.

If you want to kill time, this seems to be a good choice.

If you don't use the desert incarnation, you should be able to do some good warm-up, right?

Thinking of this, Liu Ji walked slowly into the building.

251. Four-in-one Brother! What a relationship we have! Why don't you give me a bite?

"Plop..."

Accompanied by the fall of who knows how many opponents, the surroundings of the circular arena cheered like a tsunami.

Liu Ji shook his hands and let out a long breath.

He has relied on the desert incarnation to fight for many years, and now he has changed to an ordinary human body, and his hands hurt for the first time in a long time.

Yes, he did not rely on the power of the desert incarnation throughout the gambling battle.

Before he lost his memory, he was a brave man who saved the world. With the precipitation of years of potato growth, his physical strength is different from that of ordinary people.

Through the bare-handed fighting, he was gradually awakening the memory of fighting in his body.

At least in this gambling battlefield, relying on this ability alone was enough to deal with these fighters.

When he first came on stage, the audience seemed to see that he was a newcomer and didn't bet on him much. When he won, the atmosphere was always dead, but after he won several games in a row, perhaps more people bet on him, every time he beat his opponent, he would always receive cheers from the audience.

To be honest, even if I know they are all for money, it feels really good.

He also understood why many opponents would tell him to enjoy the game.

"...Eight! Nine! Ten!"

"Ding Ding Ding!"

As the referee's countdown ended, a gong sounded, announcing that Liu Ji had completely won this round.

Two clergymen on the side hurriedly ran up, checked the condition of the fighter lying on the ground, chanted a spell, made his body float up, and took him off the ring.

Judging from their expressions, it should be fine.

Liu Ji's attack was indeed not heavy, and these ring fighters were more resistant than each other, so it shouldn't be a big deal.

"This game is over, do you want to continue?" The referee came over and asked.

"I can do anything," Liu Ji said casually.

"What's the big deal about being able to do anything," the referee laughed, "Well, uh, anyway, you go to the lounge to rest for a while, if you still want to fight, you can continue to apply, we will help you arrange the match."

"Well," Liu Ji agreed, and turned around and walked off the ring.

He casually took out a water bag and drank a sip, and glanced at the sky behind him.

The sun has come out. Although it is not visible yet, the sky is gradually getting brighter.

"It's morning," Liu Ji touched his chin.

Hmm...

"Well, anyway, after getting the money, let's go have breakfast first," Liu Ji muttered, and walked into the corridor of the lounge.

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"Crack, crack..."

The wooden wheels of the dragon cart creaked, and Sa drove the cart, chatting with his brothers remotely through blood.

"Ha..." Guoguo yawned and looked out the window.

The morning sun has risen, and the morning light in the sky shines on the clouds through the mist. With the chirping of birds and insects, smelling the breath of morning dew and the fragrance of green grass, Guoguo's spirit gradually woke up.

Looking around, Ao Sa was lying on the chair beside him, sleeping soundly.

Lu Ni lay directly on him, sleeping like a big word.

Yayin was awake, sitting aside, holding a thick notebook in her hand, and seemed to be studying something.

Guoguo sat closer, put her chin on Yayin's shoulder, and looked at the notebook.

Yayin glanced at her, but didn't say anything. She let her look at it and continued to write and draw in the notebook.

Guoguo looked at the content of the whole article, blinked, and then rubbed her eyes, but still didn't understand it.

Although the whole article felt like a spell, she didn't understand a word.

"What is this?" Guoguo asked softly, "Is there a spell like this?"

"It can be regarded as a combination of some... uh, it's not easy to explain, just think of it as my own creation," Yayin said.

"Oh, a self-created spell..." Guoguo nodded, and then suddenly reacted and screamed, "Huh!? Self-created spell!?"

"Um! Hiccup." Ao Sa on the side hiccuped in his sleep.

Ji Lunini reached out and patted his cat face in a daze.

But neither of them seemed to want to wake up.

"Hey, so calm down," Yayin retracted her gaze from the two of them, "There are still people sleeping here."

"Ah... sorry," Guoguo scratched the tip of her nose, "It's just that creating your own spell is..."

"Ah, I didn't expect you to react so strongly," Yayin said, "In fact, most people haven't studied this direction. I have communicated with other mystics before, and they only think it's unnecessary when they talk about this..."

"Uh, is that so?" Guoguo tilted his head, "Maybe it's because Grandma Majina has always wanted to create a spell system, but she has never succeeded, so I understand how difficult this is..."

"She wants to create a permission spell for her own little world, right?" Yayin said, "That is still different from this, that one is more troublesome."

"Really? Then I'm not sure," Guoguo shook his ears, "Well... but this looks so complicated."

"Can you understand ordinary spells now?" Yayin asked.

"Well, I can understand it now," Guoguo nodded.

"Then, um..." Yayin thought for a moment, pointed at one of the spells, and uttered a complex mixed sound.

"Huh?" Guoguo was stunned, "What?"

"Read it after me," Yayin said, and uttered the complex mixed sound again.

Guoguo blinked, brewed for a while, and tried to utter a very dry single sound.

"No, listen carefully again," Yayin said, and read it again.

The two of them read and learned, staggered back and forth, accompanied by the creaking sound of wheels, slowly moving towards the direction of the rising sun.

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Breakfast shop.

Liu Ji ordered a simple bowl of beef noodles.

Although the beef noodles served had no soup or ingredients, and the beef was ground into minced meat and sprinkled directly on it, it still tasted good.

It felt like the noodles had been seasoned when they were kneading, and after they were cooked, some minced beef was sprinkled on them, which made the taste richer and the taste more layered. It was convenient and tasted good.

It's just that the portion is a little small, no wonder other people would order some other snacks and side dishes.

But Liu Ji didn't care. He didn't know how long the tyrant's people had been here. It was a good way to kill time to walk around and eat something. After finishing this bowl, he could go to the next store for another bowl.

The only thing that concerned him was that the waitress standing next to him looked familiar.

She didn't look very old, and her facial features were not bad, but she had a sloppy face and looked like Xiaochuan. I don't know if someone owed her money.

Liu Ji slurped noodles while looking at the waitress, trying to recall when he had seen her before.

He looked at her for a long time but couldn't remember, and the waitress started to look at him.

Her eyes were fierce, as if the person who owed money was him.

Liu Ji looked at her in confusion, swallowed the noodles hanging on his lips, chewed them, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Then what are you looking at?" The waitress gnashed her teeth and said to him.

"Is it not okay for me to just take a look?" Liu Ji said, "After all, it's rare to find a waitress with an expression like yours who hasn't been fired by the boss."

When the waitress heard this, for some reason, she seemed a little panicked. She rubbed her face and forced a subtle smile.

Although that smile was not really good-looking, at least she didn't look like she was about to be laid off.

Liu Ji looked at her, tilted his head and thought about it, and suddenly a light bulb went off in his head, and he remembered.

Isn't this the one that Yain said might be the princess of a small country?