A cup was handed to Xia Lei. Nightingale's hands were trembling slightly, and she looked very nervous. The night watchman's unique gray-black halo appeared on her almost transparent face.
Xia Lei couldn't wait to take the cup. The cup was filled with more than half a cup of transparent milk. This transparent milk was the nightingale's milk. He had never seen such magical milk. It is more transparent than transparent water, but its density is significantly higher than that of water. It was colorless and tasteless, and he didn't detect any milky aroma. It doesn't even look like a kind of milk, but like a kind of sexual energy.
"How is it...?" Nightingale couldn't help but ask. This seemed to be the reason why she was nervous. Many women were producing milk for Xia Lei. What if her milk was not good
"I don't know yet." Xia Lei said. Nightingale's milk was also a very novel thing to him, and any guesses seemed futile.
"Then drink quickly!" Nightingale urged.
That’s right, no matter how much you observe and guess, it’s not as straightforward as drinking it in one gulp.
Xia Lei stopped watching and asked, picked up the cup and poured milk into his mouth.
When you take a mouthful of Nightingale milk, it has no taste, neither sour nor sweet. It really feels like you are drinking **energy. If he were to rate the taste, from 1 to 10, he could only give Nightingale's milk 1 point. Of course, if you drink milk without the taste of milk, you cannot give it a high score.
But after taking a mouthful of Nightingale Milk, the moment the energy was decomposed and absorbed, his heartbeat suddenly slowed down. The normal heartbeat rate of a human being should be between **10 when awake and between 50 and 60 when asleep, but now his heartbeat is almost only 10!
This is a dying heartbeat, and the feeling of dying comes immediately. He had never been so close to death. It felt so real, as if death would come in the next second and take away his life!
This is the milk of death!
However, in this horrible feeling of dying, some strange images suddenly flashed in his brain, some that he had never seen or experienced before. The sky is filled with colorful streams of light, as if the stars in the entire universe are flowing rapidly towards a huge black hole. Then, a face suddenly appeared. It was the faceless reflection he saw in the pool of blood in the Silent Desert.
"This breast..." Xia Lei wanted to say something, but couldn't express it. He felt as if he had a little more memory, a memory he had never experienced before, but it was just a subtle and vague feeling, and he could not recall anything except the strange image.
It was as if there was a piece of paper separating something, but he couldn't pierce the paper.
The energy from a mouthful of nightingale milk was refined, his heartbeat returned to normal, and the feeling of dying disappeared. His attention also shifted to the inside of the body, and he was surprised to find that a feminine energy was promoting the integration of body and soul.
He has been looking forward to the fusion of body and soul for a long time, but has been unable to find a way. The Nightingale's real milk of death has obviously opened the door to this path for him, and as long as he continues to move forward, his body and soul can be completely integrated.
At that time, the body is no longer the gathering place of the soul, and the soul is no longer the center that commands the body. The body is the soul, and the soul is the body. That will be the ultimate form of the evolutionary path he takes!
The cold energy contained in nightingale milk can promote the ultimate fusion of body and soul. As the fusion of body and soul begins, the original power of his milk and sexual energy will naturally start the road to fusion simultaneously. Although the energy of a mouthful of milk cannot complete the fusion of these two energies to form new energy, the signs are already showing.
At this moment, Xia Lei also had a strange intuition, that is, if his milk-drinking evolution path must have a final milk, then this final milk is in his hands, and it is the real milk produced by the nightingale. The milk of death!
Everything has an end, and his milk-drinking evolution path will inevitably have such an end, that is, there will be a kind of final milk. After the last milk, he will no longer need to drink new milk, and he will also be freed from the vicious circle of drinking milk and marrying women!
The nightingale's milk, the last milk.
With just one mouthful of milk, Xia Lei had so many thoughts and gains. Looking at the entire universe, only a master of milk tasting like him can learn so many great principles from a mouthful of milk.
"How is it?" Nightingale asked impatiently.
Xia Lei thought for two seconds before saying: "Powerful! This is the most powerful milk I have ever drunk."
He couldn't say that her milk had no taste and would make her feel like she was dying after drinking it, so he used the word "powerful".
Nightingale raised the corner of her mouth slightly, "I heard Cai Ling say that you praised her milk as being like Baihua Brew, the best milk you have ever drunk. How did my milk become a powerful milk?"
Xia Lei smiled, stretched out a hand and hugged her, "Which one is more valuable, delicious or powerful? I have an intuition that after getting your milk, I will no longer need new milk." , your milk should be my last milk."
Nightingale then smiled, "The last milk, does that mean you won't marry a woman just to drink milk from now on?"
Xia Lei felt a sense of defeat inexplicably. Even Nightingale said such words, which showed how far he had gone and how deep he had fallen in on the road of marrying a woman for milk. Fortunately, this path of evolution that was difficult for him to talk about has come to an end. He has opened the door to ultimate evolution and no longer needs new milk.
Nightingale added, "Let me do the math for you. Da Qiao, Xiao Qiao in the floating city, and the girl named Diao Chan, plus Cailing, Heini, and me, you have six wives."
Xia Lei was stunned for a moment, 6 again!
Although on the surface he has only married Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao so far, Diao Chan must count them out because he and they are already part of a husband-and-wife relationship. As for Nightingale, let alone that. He had already become husband and wife with her last night, so it naturally counts, so he has four wives. But it's obviously unfair to Heini and Cailing if he marries four of them but not the other two. And he is also the kind of man who is most unwilling to owe a woman. In this case, if Heini and Cailing are included, wouldn't that be six wives
Whether he wants to admit it or not, the last one has appeared, and the number of wives he has married in the dark world of death is still 6!
Is this a coincidence or the inevitable outcome of the wheel of fortune
No way of knowing.
The answer may not be revealed until the last step, but is the truth really what he wants
"Six wives are definitely not enough for you. If you meet someone you like, you can marry them all," Nightingale said.
Only then did Xia Lei come back to his senses. He shook his head and said, "I won't marry, I won't marry. It's enough for me to have you."
"I have never seen a man as outstanding as you who is unwilling to marry more women. Men who are far inferior to you have dozens of wives, even hundreds of wives." Nightingale said.
Xia Lei couldn't help but have a wry smile on his face. Other men are other men, he is him. He likes that kind of simple emotional life, but his emotional world is always in a mess. He didn't even dare to think about what it would be like to have eighteen wives from three worlds gather together one day after he completed that mission, and how much headache he would have.
There were footsteps outside the door, and then someone knocked on the door.
Nightingale hurriedly got out of Xia Lei's arms and opened the door.
Jialan Lingtian stood at the door with a smile on his face, "Dear Mrs. Xia Ji, breakfast is ready. I am here to invite you to have breakfast with us."
Xia Lei nodded, "Just in time, I also have something I want to talk to your father about."
Jialan Lingtian brought Xia Lei and Nightingale to the restaurant. Earl Jialan and his wife Lingji were already waiting at the dining table. When Xia Lei and Nightingale entered the restaurant, Earl Jialan and Ling Ji both stood up from their chairs and greeted the "newlyweds" with smiles on their faces.
The food on the table is rich, which also reflects the respect that Earl Jialan and his family have for Xia Lei and Nightingale.
During the dinner, Xia Lei said: "Count Jialan, I need a weapon that I can use. I don't know and there is no suitable weapon for me to take a look at. I will choose one."
He didn't want think tank Amido to make a weapon, nor did he want to use the frost blades of Lord and Saint King Lan Ling, because those weapons themselves had a flaw and were easily discovered. What he needs is a weapon from this world, and a weapon that can help Shenyue Ruyi hide.
Count Jialan said: "The Invincible Gladiator Company has its own weapons arsenal. Different types of gladiators can choose suitable weapons from the arsenal. After breakfast, I will ask Tian'er to take you to see it."
Xia Lei nodded, "Also, when will you arrange a gladiatorial fight for me at the earliest?"
Earl Jialan thought for a while and then said: "The fastest is tomorrow, but it is only the lowest level. The gladiators and gladiators here operate under the rules set by a royal family, and it is almost impossible to challenge a higher level. Your purpose It’s just a meeting, but he is the champion of the empire. I calculated for you, you need to win a hundred games before you are qualified to challenge him."
Xia Lei suddenly frowned, "Even if it's one game a day, it will take a hundred days. I can't wait that long. Is there any other way or way?"
"This..." Earl Jialan had a troubled look on his face.
Jialan Lingtian said: "One way is to hold a gladiator competition. In this way, gladiators of different levels can participate. If the scale of the competition is large enough and the prize money is attractive enough, then Yi Zi Xi is very likely to come. Participate.”
"What if he doesn't come?" Xia Lei asked.
Jialan Lingtian said: "Even if he doesn't come, if you win the championship, you are still qualified to challenge Yi Zixi. Usually, large-scale gladiator competitions last for fifteen days, and this should be the fastest way."
"Then let's do this. Hold a gladiator competition. I want the largest one." Xia Lei said.
Jialan Lingtian looked at his father.
Earl Jialan sighed, "Dear Xia, to tell you the truth, we don't have the money to hold such a large-scale competition. For the large-scale competition you want, the highest prize in history is 10 million black gold, plus If you want to pay for other expenses, you will need at least 15 million black gold."
Xia Lei smiled, "Didn't I tell you? Problems that can be solved with money are not problems here. I will give you 30 million black gold, and you hold a large-scale competition with a prize of 20 million black gold. In addition, Get a world championship title."
"The extra ten million?" Earl Jialan said tentatively, holding back the excitement in his heart.
Xia Lei said: "Except for the necessary expenses, the rest is all yours."
"Hahaha! Then I'll do it now!" Earl Jialan no longer hesitated or scrupled.
"Brother Lingtian, please take me to the weapons depot to have a look. I've already eaten." Xia Lei said. In fact, he only ate a little symbolic food.
"Okay, please follow me." Jialan Lingtian put down the tableware and led Xia Lei.
The savior suddenly turned into a benefactor. How could Earl Jialan and his family accidentally go to the ground to wait on him