"… It seems like he didn't see through it."
In the villa, Qian Er sat cross-legged on the bed, frowning as he studied the Dean's expression, eventually reaching this conclusion.
But very quickly, he was proven wrong.
"… Of course, student Qian Er, the Flesh Avatar skill has great limitations. The fact that you thought of filling the Flesh Avatar with your soul, bones, and flesh to achieve a lifelike effect is a great idea. Even I didn't notice it immediately."
On the Yin Eye light screen, the Dean shifted into a comfortable position and suddenly started talking about this matter.
"… Okay, I overestimated our skill a bit. Then, Dean, how can this skill be improved?"
Sitting on the bed, Qian Er spread his hands, saying helplessly.
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Qian Er's Flesh Avatar in the Dean's office also synchronized this sentence.
"This skill is already very good. Further modifications won't likely lead to much progress. All you need is a little external assistance."
As he spoke, the Dean took out a spatial backpack and rummaged through it, pulling out a tiger-skin cloak.
The tiger's head was completely preserved, forming a hood. The back was just cleaned tiger skin, without much processing, very much in the Dean's personal style.
"A cloak made from the skin of a peak Quasi-King level Hidden Moon Tiger. Wearing it can conceal your aura. Combining this with the skill you've devised, it might be able to block the gaze of a True King."
Qian Er's eyes lit up. As expected, he knew that these veteran True Kings must have a lot of good stuff. Just this item made from Quasi-King level material gave him more than a dozen ways to use it.
"Of course, I need to make it clear first. This tiger skin is from the first Quasi-King level alien I killed, and it has great sentimental value. I can't give it to you. You have to return it to me after you're done using it."
Just as Qian Er's Flesh Avatar reached out to take the cloak, the Dean suddenly took it away, and looking at Qian Er's puzzled expression, he solemnly instructed.
After all, he had seen Qian Er's style clearly during this time. Compared to his three teachers, he was far more outstanding. He dared to guarantee that if he didn't say this, he wouldn't be able to get the cloak back.
"Alright, alright, I got it."
Qian Er waved his hand somewhat dejectedly, but he quickly perked up. He also had Hidden Moon Tiger skin in his possession, taken from a new generation Hidden Moon Tiger during the freshman assessment.
It was just a bit lower in level, only around level ten.
But this also showed that Hidden Moon Tigers weren't hard to find. He could just find another Quasi-King level Hidden Moon Tiger to skin in the future.
Seeing Qian Er agree, the Dean hesitantly handed him the cloak.
The Avatar took the cloak and immediately put it on.
The Dean frowned and sized him up for a while, confirming that even with his strength he couldn't see anything, before nodding in satisfaction.
Seeing the Dean's expression, Qian Er knew he was in the clear. He immediately took off the cloak, carefully put it into his spatial backpack, and then returned to his dormitory as quickly as possible.
"Tsk tsk, what a treasure."
Inside the room, Qian Er unfolded the cloak, admiring the profound patterns on the skin's surface.
"I just don't know where the Hidden Moon Tiger's lair is. If I encounter it, I'll have to harvest it thoroughly before leaving."
After a while, he folded the cloak and put it into his spatial backpack.
The appearance of the Flesh Avatar was like a flash in the pan. It never appeared again after that day, as if nothing had been discovered.
Qian Er's life returned to normal, returning to the routine of dormitory, cafeteria, classroom, and library.
And the progress on the doomsday world side is also constantly accelerating. Because of the need to constantly show miracles, he asked Ren Huangqi and Frost寒领主 to slow down a bit.
But even so, after so many days, the zombies in that city have been cleared by seventy-seven-eighty-eight percent. Now, the zombies that can be encountered on the road are quite few. Human activity tracks have gradually shifted from underground to the ground, and they are beginning to gradually develop civilization.
And the number of survivors in the entire provincial capital city is still 250,000. Most of these people have become Qian Er's believers.
The faith of 250,000 people, most of whom are particularly devout believers, is blessed on Qian Er and the four imperial beasts, directly allowing him and his imperial beasts to condense the incense silver wheel behind their heads. The merit of killing tens of millions of zombies has also gathered into the merit golden wheel, but for some reason, the divine name has not yet been conceived.
And these tens of millions of zombies, as nourishment, have successfully allowed the three quasi-king level imperial beasts under Qian Er's command to break free from a shackle again, and their levels have also been raised by one level.
Among them, the strength improvement of the fourth oldest, Illusory Dream Grass, is the most obvious. Now its level has soared to the peak of guarding, but for some reason, it has not caught the opportunity to break through to quasi-king.
"Take it easy, maybe it's just a little bit of luck."
In the doomsday world, Qian Er is sitting on the top of a high-rise building, with the Illusory Dream Grass like a crown on top of his head. At this time, Qian Er is enlightening the Illusory Dream Grass.
During this period of time, the pressure on the Illusory Dream Grass has exploded, because it has not only failed to find the opportunity to be promoted to quasi-king, but even the shadow of evolution has not been seen.
Illusory Dream Grass is already a brand new branch. How to go in the future is completely crossing the river by feeling the stones. There is no homework to refer to.
And the Illusory Dream Grass, which snatched half of the resources of Ren Huangqi, now has no signs of wanting to evolve. This is definitely not right in the eyes of Qian Er's other imperial beasts, it's just that Qian Er's other imperial beasts didn't say it.
But it is natural that Illusory Dream Grass cannot fail to notice what has happened, and the progress of absorbing dead souls and plants has slowed down a lot during this period of time.
This was still Ren Huangqi who noticed something was wrong. Why hasn't my little brother been fighting with me for food lately?
After observing Illusory Dream Grass for a period of time, and determining that this little guy should have psychological problems, Ren Huangqi decisively chose to shake people, and shook Qian Er from the Imperial Beast World over.
After listening to Ren Huangqi explain the whole story clearly, Qian Er realized that the team doctor in his team might have psychological problems.
Based on his experience of surviving in the doomsday, this kind of psychological problem must be taken seriously. If it is not taken care of, the final result is mostly to actively end one's life at some time.
Of course, Illusory Dream Grass may not be so extreme, but it still needs to be taken seriously.
So he specially came over to talk to Illusory Dream Grass.
"Just think about it, you already have the Golden Wheel of Merit behind your head. You know the power of this thing very well. Your luck is definitely first-class in the world. As for why you haven't found the opportunity to break through until now, it may be that you are holding back a big one, it is hard to say."
