Follow the system instructions.


    Giving can only be done by the altar, and they need to go up to the altar and say:


    "Great god, please allow me to use the bestowed opportunity." It will bepleted.


    "Yo~yo~" A yerpared six with one hand and shook it in the air, "Great god, not your real name! Please allow me to use the bestowed opportunity! Yo~ I am your most devout citizen~ Double press to pray for I ship!"


    As he danced and danced, a whiteet broke through the sky and hit the altar.


    The crowd retreated violently, and only when the sshed smoke and dust cleared did the yers gather around again.


    "What fell?" a yer asked.


    Some people even went up directly, wanting to get things from rap yers.


    But it was bounced off by the shimmering barrier and fell to the ground.


    "Excuse me, excuse me~ Don''t touch it, it''s mine." The yer who had just rapped and begged for blessings ran back from a long distance and said.


    There is an extra wooden box on the altar stand.


    The visitor carefully opened the wooden box.


    What was disyed inside was a puddle of mud.


    "What is this thing?"


    When the rap yer gently touched the mud in the wooden box with his finger, the item information was disyed:


    【Rating: None】


    【Name: Slime slime】


    [Introduction: I don''t know if the number of minions can bebined into a living slime. 】


    The rap contestant looked confused, "Hey! Vige chief~ what the **** is this?"


    Du Wei groped his chin, pretending to examine it, "This should be the muddy water that slime turned into after being killed."


    "Huh? What''s the use?" The rap yer continued to ask.


    "It can be used as an alchemy material, or if you collect more, you may be able to re-fuse a slime." Du Wei exined.


    "Do you want to? Sell you." The rap yer looked disgusted, and tried to exchange it for money.


    Du Wei nced at the puddle of slime again, "I''ll make another ten boxes for this amount, and I''ll count you a coin."


    "Ten boxes? What kind of broken card draw system is this! Juste up with this thing!" The rap yer threw the box containing slime on the ground, turned his head and left.


    The wooden box was dropped and leaked.


    Slime slime flows out.


    Slowly prate into the soil.


    "Hey, young people are just noisy, drawing a card requires a sense of ritual, yelling like a joke." Another yer stepped forward.


    He walked to the altar, knelt down on his knees and kowtowed three times.


    Said in a very pious tone: "Great god, please allow me to use the bestowed opportunity."


    Another meteor streaked across the sky.


    This time the color was light green, and the other yers backed away.


    Only the praying yers still knelt in ce piously.


    The smoke and dust dissipated, and whatnded on the altar this time was a carved wooden box.


    "This box looks different."


    "Shipped?"


    The yers gathered around and looked at the wooden box for discussion.


    The praying yer smiled and stepped forward to open the wooden box to check.


    【Rating: One Star】


    【Name: Difficult Dagger】


    [Introduction: This is an extremely sharp dagger, but as long as you hold it in your hand, you will have the urge to backstab your teammates with it, what should I do! How embarrassing! 】


    【Erosion degree: 10%】


    The yer looked displeased when he saw the profile.


    At the same time, I am curious about the extra erosion attribute.


    A one-star rating is definitely better than a rap yer''s slime, but the problem is what does it mean.


    And what does the degree of erosion mean?


    He took the dagger out of the wooden box and held it in his hand.


    An urge to use it to stab the yer next to him instantly emerged in my heart.


    The urge grew stronger the longer he held the dagger.


    Those yers who were watching the show beside them.


    After noticing the change in his expression, they backed away and kept a certain distance from him.


    "Let me stab it! Just one!" The yer holding the dagger turned and shouted to the friend who had just formed a team.


    "Beep beep—you''re crazy!" The yer who was almost stabbed quickly pushed him to the ground with sharp eyesight and hands.


    But the yer holding the dagger persisted, and flew over to continue stabbing him.


    This time thetter did not dodge and was stabbed twice by the former.


    Just didn''t see blood.


    "Be sober! It''s just a handle!" said thetter to the former.


    Only then did the former notice.


    When he fell to the ground, he used the dagger to pierce the rocks on the ground for support.


    When he stood up, the de had already been embedded in the crack of the stone.


    "Only the handle? I want to stab you too!" He poked his teammate with the dagger with a mournful face.


    "Stop making trouble!" His teammates pushed him down vigorously again.


    The yer holding the hilt leans back.


    The de that fell on the ground pierced his back, "I beep—"


    "Hey? What''s the matter with you?" The teammate didn''t see the dagger under him and went to help him up.


    "I stabbed myself!" he said, pointing behind his back.


    It was only then that the teammate noticed that the de that had just fallen to the ground had prated into his back, "I''ll help you pull it out."


    "Don''t..." He didn''t finish his sentence.


    Hanhan''s teammate has already pulled out the de.


    With the de in hand, Hanhan''s teammates also had the urge to stab someone.


    "Don''t you?" Hanhan''s teammate took advantage of the situation and stabbed the de into his chest.


    "What are you doing!" he said, clutching his chest.


    "Oh, the wound on the back is bleeding, I''ll help you stop it." Hanhan''s teammate pulled the dagger out of his chest again and stabbed it back in the back.


    At this moment, the face of the stabbed yer turned pale.


    Only thest breath left.


    The yers on the side didn''t know why, so  whispered:


    A: "What are these two doing?"


    B: "The whole flower work?"


    C: "I didn''t start the live broadcast either. Who will watch it?"


    D: "Have you seen the profile of that dagger?"


    E: "I see."


    D: "It must be the effect of the dagger on them."


    E: "ck technology, can the props in this game affect people''s behavior?"


    D: "The previous test yer Turbo Duck has a sword of joy, I heard that it will be very pleasant to pick it up."


    E: "It still has this effect?"


    D: "Well, that person posted a video, you can search for his video online."


    The yer who drew the embarrassing dagger was stabbed to death, and disappeared in ce as a twilight.


    His teammates also came to their senses at this time, and they did not dare to pick up the dagger again.


    The teammate picked up a tree branch and put the de and handle into the wooden box.


    Stabbed yers are revived from the altar.


    "Take your dagger, don''t touch it, this thing is evil." The teammate said.


    The reborn yer silently took the wooden box with a ck line on his face.


    "Don''t smoke, don''t get in the way, I''lle!" Winter Wind strode to the altar, ready to show his skills.


    "Drawing cards is all about metaphysics. The right time, ce, and people are indispensable. Since we can''t choose a location, we have to find an auspicious time to match our momentum! Brothers in the live broadcast room, send me blessings!" Feng waved his hand and shouted loudly.


    at the same time.


    Arge number of viewers brushed up the news in the live broadcast rooms of various "Homnd Expeditions".


    Tell everyone that Winterwind is about to use the bestowed opportunity in Homnd Crusade.


    However, the results of drainage have had little effect.