"Ahhh, hate it, it can't work there."
"Hey, don't spoil the fun, let's have more fun."
"..."
The young man stood at the door of the room, and there were waves of chaotic sounds coming from inside, which made the young man angry.
It's all you beasts, you all deserve to die!
boom!
There was a loud noise, and the huge door fell straight down, bringing up a puff of smoke.
The room was extremely luxuriously decorated, with a huge round bed taking up most of the space. There were all kinds of strange tools in other corners, and the walls of the room were hung with pictures of women in different postures.
On the huge round bed lay a young man and three naked plump women. The three women were so frightened that they screamed and hid under the quilt.
"Who! Who is so fucking bold!"
The young man was so frightened that his originally high-spirited place suddenly weakened, his face turned pale, and he yelled viciously.
I saw a young man wearing a black raincoat standing quietly at the door. His left eye was shining with golden light. The remaining rainwater dripped down the raincoat and fell on the expensive floor. The young man looked at him as if he was looking at a corpse. corpse.
"Security! Where's the security?"
"Stop shouting, they can't come." The young man replied calmly.
"Who are you? Do you know who I am? Do you know who my uncle is!" The young man's arrogance gradually disappeared when he saw that the security guard had not arrived.
bass!
A sharp dagger flew from the young man's body and was fixed in front of the young man. If he moved forward even a little bit, it would pierce his eyeball.
"This... this." The young man was frightened. A stench came from the bed, and the women nestled in the quilt suddenly looked ugly.
"Do you remember Lu Fang?" The young man stared at the young man, not hiding his murderous intention.
"I...I don't know him." The young man had never seen this battle before and replied with a cry.
The young man frowned and thought for a while: "What's your name?"
"Song to the clouds."
"You lied to me!"
"Brother, brother, my name is Xiang Yunge. If you don't believe me, you can see my ID card."
The corner of the young man's mouth twitched slightly, then returned to his cold expression, and asked: "Who are you, Xiang Lengfeng?"
"He is my uncle." The young man looked confused. Why did he ask about his uncle?
"Oh." The young man said calmly: "Sorry, I found the wrong person."
Xiang Yunge: "???"
What the hell are you doing? I was so scared that I pissed myself. Is this all you do? Xiang Yunge's expression was as ugly as if he had eaten a fly.
The young man stretched out his arm, and the dagger hovering in front of Xiang Yunge flew back. Xiang Yunge finally let go of his hanging heart.
"Even if you are not him, you still deserve to die. All of you Xiangjia deserve to die!" The cold voice sounded again.
Is it over yet? ah? What about playing monkey? Xiang Yunge really wanted to rush up and beat him up at this moment, but he just thought about it.
"But..." the young man paused, "I promised someone that I would no longer kill innocent people indiscriminately."
Then he shook off the rainwater from his raincoat, turned around, and left. Before leaving, he gave Yun Ge a cold look, scaring him out of his wits.
Good guy, finally gone, Xiang Yunge breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh, right." The boy suddenly appeared at the door again.
"..."
"Do you know where Xiang Lengfeng is going?"
"I heard that I was on a business trip to Zhenjiang." Xiang Yunge said honestly, not daring to play tricks.
"Oh, got it."
The figure flashed, and this time he really left. The black raincoat walked into the rain curtain again and disappeared.
"It's rubbish, the information is really unreliable."
A vague sound of curses came from the rain.
…
"Dear passengers, please note that the train is about to depart, and the next stop is: Zhenjiang Station."
The elegant voice echoed in the carriage, and the train started slowly, heading towards the next station.
Next to a window of the train, a fat man and a boy were sitting.
Fatty Cui was wearing casual clothes. He had adjusted his seat to the lowest position and was lying comfortably on the chair, sound asleep, and seemed to be snoring slightly.
The young man was wearing a gray sweatshirt, holding a magazine in his hand, reading it with relish. If he ignored the upside-down magazine, he would look like an artistic young man.
Ji Qianming's mind was not on the magazine at all at the moment. He was carefully studying the changes in the mirror in his mind.
"
Reproduction skills:
"Fantasy": embodying fantasy things in the real world.
Note 1: Whether it can be embodied will be determined by the ability level.
Note 2: Whether the host can be embodied will be determined by how deeply the host is impressed by the concrete target.
Note 3: If the judgment fails, the thing that impressed the host most deeply will be embodied.
Grade 1
Comment: What are you waiting for? Go daydream.
"
Ji Qianming carefully considered the skill introduction and frowned slightly. The conditions for using this ability were very strict.
It cannot manifest things beyond its ability level, and it cannot manifest things that it is not familiar with.
However, what is embodied here may not necessarily be real things. The light group and demonic right arm that Ren Yi manifested before do not seem to be from this world. In other words, after the level is enough, can fantasy things be manifested?
Ji Qianming's blood surged when he thought of that cool demonic right arm. What a great ability.
However, the changes in the mirror surface are not limited to these. There are also a few lines of small words in the "Soul Qi Embodiment" pop-up window:
Ren Yi +5, Ren Yi +7, Ren Yi +6...
There were more than 20 pieces of information about Ren Yi's soul energy collection, which provided Ji Qianming with nearly 200 points of soul energy.
However, the colors of the fonts inside are different. A small part is black, the majority is red, and there is also a dark red line. The dark red line provides Ji Qianming with 50 soul points.
Ji Qianming fell into deep thought. When he scared Li Tao before, he always used black fonts. Black should represent fear.
So red should represent...anger?
Ji Qianming carefully analyzed Ren Yi's emotional fluctuations at that time and came to this conclusion. As for the deep red, it should be the soul energy emitted by the soul before death, right?
Looking at the progress bar that had only completed one-fifth, Ji Qianming couldn't help but smile bitterly. Ren Yi had only provided him with one-fifth. When would the system be upgraded?
Ji Qianming exited the mirror world and patted the sleeping Fatty Cui. The fat man squirmed for a while before he opened his eyes.
"About to arrive?"
"Um."
Fatty Cui yawned, looked at the scenery outside the window, and suddenly remembered something.
"By the way, your admission notice has arrived in Zhenjiang. You can get it yourself when the time comes."
Ji Qianming nodded. He vaguely felt that something big was going to happen during this trip to Zhenjiang. Not only them but also the organization behind Ren Yi seemed to be going to Zhenjiang to look for something.
What is coming? Zhenjiang, Zhenjiang, is it possible that there is really something here?
If he can't think clearly, he simply doesn't think about it. Anyway, he is still a novice now. If the sky falls and there is a tall man to hold it up, what should he worry about?
"By the way, what is your school doing? Is it to train students to be heroes and righteousness?" Ji Qianming suddenly remembered that he knew nothing about the school he was about to enter, and couldn't help but ask.
"It's not 'you', it's us." Fatty Cui rolled his eyes, "The meaning of Gouchen Academy's existence is to protect."
"Protect what? Peace?"
"You can say that, but it's different from what you think. The meaning of our existence is not to eliminate some evil ability users, but to resist the invasion of a group of people, or... a group of things."
Fatty Cui didn't know what he thought of. Anger suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he clenched his fists tightly. The temperature of the entire carriage suddenly dropped a lot.
Ji Qianming swallowed and became nervous unconsciously: "What are you resisting?"
Fatty Cui also realized that he had lost control of his emotions. He took a deep breath and the cold air in the carriage gradually dissipated.
He looked at Ji Qianming with an unprecedented seriousness in his eyes: "It's too early for you to come into contact with this now. You just need to know that protection is the meaning of our existence and the reason why Ye Wen was born. This is worthy of our Give your life for it!"
Ji Qianming nodded in understanding. What was the reason for Ye Wen's birth? What is Gouchen resisting for the entire human race?
The train stopped slowly, and the passengers were picking up their luggage and preparing to get off. Fatty Cui was queuing up with his luggage when Ji Qianming suddenly caught sight of something out of the corner of his eye.
On the dining board that Fatty Cui used just now, there is a small word carved on it. I don't know whether Fatty Cui carved it on purpose or accidentally because he lost his temper just now. Ji Qianming squinted his eyes. It was a word that everyone recognized. .
god.