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Chapter 162: Puppetry (1)

  Chapter 162 Puppetry (1)

  "Who? Who?" Leng Xue Wu asked subconsciously, but soon thought of one person. Besides the two of them, there was only that one person here.

  "Cold Blood Thirteen!"

  That's right, it was Cold Blood Thirteen. Just now, Ye Lang stopped at the entrance of the cave because he saw Cold Blood Thirteen lying on the ground, as if dead.

  "Take a look back!" Cold Blood Five said calmly, and like lightning, she darted towards Cold Blood Thirteen. Her speed was such that even if an ordinary person were to run at full sprint, they might not be able to keep up with her.

  Arriving at Leng Xue Thirteen's side, Leng Xue Five stretched out a small hand, a truly small hand, to feel for Leng Xue Thirteen's breath.

  "How's it going? Still got some energy left?" Ye Lang was walking slowly behind him.

  "It's over!" Leng Xue Wu said with some disappointment as she put down her hand, but she was only disappointed and not heartbroken or anything like that. Her disappointment came from the fact that she couldn't find anyone to restore her situation.

  "Oh..." Ye Lang suddenly changed direction at this time, originally running towards Leng Xue's head, but now running towards his waist.

  "What's wrong? What are you doing?" Leng Xue Wu found Ye Lang's change a bit strange.

  "I'll go get his ring, I remember he had a pretty bad space ring." Yelang shouted without turning his head and continued to run quickly.

  "......" Lengxuewu fell silent, secretly scolding in her heart. You really are shameless, knowing someone is dead and immediately going to snatch their ring.

  However, Lengxue Thirteen's ring is the best among us, what can be done about it?

  Leng Xuewu didn't know, but as for this ring, Ye Lang wouldn't even give it a glance. The one in his hand was much better, after all, this was very rare, and what ordinary people could possess were much more common, with much smaller capacities.

  Even if it's the extraordinary organization of Cold Blood, all they can get is an ordinary spatial container, and only the Thirteen Hawks of Cold Blood have one, while others can only rely on themselves to figure something out.

  Although Ye Lang didn't think much of the Cold Blood Thirteen's ring, he had taken a liking to what was inside it. Perhaps there were some secret treasures or alchemy books hidden within that were more valuable than the ring itself, not to mention the materials inside.

  "Found it!" Ye Lang climbed onto Leng Xue's hand and carefully took out the ring.

  "You can't even use the ring, it's too heavy for you to lift." Leng Xue Wu appeared beside Ye Lang and said indifferently. The ring was still too big for both of them.

  And spatial objects cannot overlap, otherwise it will cause chaos in space. Therefore, this ring cannot be placed inside another ring either.

  "Don't you know? Space rings can be large or small, and they will automatically adapt to the user's hand." Yelang put his hand into the ring, and the ring immediately shrunk.

  "...Cold-blooded and silent, she knew this point, but didn't know that such a big change was possible."

  "Let's see how he died, it should be written in the alchemy diary." Ye Lang first rummaged out Leng Xue Shi San's diary, which was something every alchemist would do, including Ye Lang.

  They all record their alchemy experiments in detail, some of which include their own thoughts and conjectures.

  Generally speaking, getting an alchemist's alchemy diary is basically equivalent to getting all of the alchemist's knowledge, which means everything about the alchemist.

  So, alchemy diaries are usually kept in one's own space or some very secretive place, the kind of place that won't be discovered by others, at least not while they're still alive.

  After death, it doesn't matter anymore, and the spatial contract will naturally disappear, which can be obtained by people.

  However, some people, in order to prevent such a situation from occurring and their life's work falling into the hands of an enemy after they are killed, will use different methods to store away their alchemy notes.

  Fortunately, Cold Blooded Thirteen thought it was unnecessary, so his alchemy diary was placed in the spatial ring, thus sparing Ye Lang.

  "Hmm..."

  Ye Lang took out the diary from the space ring, but the book was as big as someone else's. Although the ring had shrunk, the things inside hadn't shrunk and were still in their original shape.

  Ye Lang looked at the big book, remained silent for a while, then turned to Leng Wu on one side and said: "Little Five, help me flip through this book."

  "Hmph!" Leng Xue gave a cold hum, completely ignoring Ye Lang.

  "Do you want us to go back to how we used to be?" Ye Lang tempted, knowing that this temptation was currently the greatest for Cold Blood Five.

  "Hmm!" Leng Xue Wu hummed again, but walked forward and opened the book.

  Looking at Leng Xuewu's appearance of opening a book, Ye Lang couldn't help but say: "Little Five, I didn't expect it, you're also very cute!"

  Imagine a little girl less than twenty centimeters tall, flipping through a book that's even taller than her. Even with a cold-blooded face like Kuroba Five, she's still very cute.

  "Read your book and stop talking nonsense!" Leng Wu said coldly.

  "Turned to the last page." Ye Lang was already used to Leng Bing's way of speaking and didn't mind.

  Leng Xue flipped through the book and asked, "Why did you turn to the last page?"

  "Stupid, now I know when he's no good." Ye Lang said in a bad tone.

  Leng Xue Wu had a slight urge to hit him, but he was actually being taught by this foolish kid. However, the foolish kid also made sense - as long as you see the last date in the diary, you'll know when Leng Xue Shi died.

  "It's been seven days since now, judging from the diary!" Ye Lang said thoughtfully as he looked at the diary.

  "Oh, it's been seven days already!" Cold Blood Five looked at Cold Blood Thirteen with a very complex expression, unsure whether it was sympathy or sorrow.

  "No, he wasn't doing well seven days ago, but he didn't die seven days ago. The exact time of his death was three days ago," Yewang said shaking his head.

  "?"! Lěng xuè wǔ kàn zhe yè làng, yǒu xiē bù liǎo jiě.

  Translation:

  "?!" Cold Blood Five looked at Ye Lang, somewhat puzzled.

  "Seven days ago, he was unable to move. If someone had come to rescue him, perhaps he could have still been alive. However, he didn't have an assistant and no one else was supervising, so even the last opportunity was lost." Ye Lang said with some regret as he looked at Cold Blood Thirteen.

  Alchemists usually have an assistant or a companion, which is not just for communication, but more importantly, to prevent accidents from happening when no one is around.

  "Oh..." Leng Xue Wu seemed to understand something.

  As Ye Lang had expected, something unexpected happened during the experiment of Cold Blood Thirteen. It wasn't fatal and he didn't think much of it, but as a result, this small accident left him unable to move, only able to wait quietly for death here.

  Just like Yè Làng said, if someone finds out, then they can definitely be saved!!

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