It rained all morning, and the survivors could not go out to work, so they could only hide in the room and chat or play cards. Fu Hongyang rejected Ge Dongxu and others' proposal to pull him to play cards, and stayed in his room and practiced his superpowers silently.

Looking out from his window, you can see that his black tree not far away has returned to its height before its reverse growth and has begun to show vigorous growth again.

He could even feel the joy of the black skull tree, absorbing unknown energy in the air, sucking branches, blooming, and bearing fruit. However, although the black skull tree is full of black skull seeds, they are all black skull seeds of vanilla fruit type and have no signs of fragrant fruit.

"why is that?"

I can't figure it out, as long as the black tree can grow vigorously.

Almost accompanied by the regeneration of the black tree, his body also emits warmth through the three positions of the brain, heart and spleen.

This kind of warm feeling is hard to describe, roughly similar to the "dantian exudes internal energy" in martial arts novels.

"The three black sapling seedlings are not so parasitized in my body, but rather helping to build a bridge between me and the black sapling tree... I don't know why the black sapling tree chose me as the host, or why the mutated big tree chose the host, and what can I get from the host."

Fu Hongyang stretched out his hand and clenched his fists. The abundant power brewed in his palms, making him believe that even an iron walnut could be pinched into an iron cookie.

"But I know very well that the black tree provides me with evolutionary potential every moment, making my physique stronger and stronger. My current physique is before the end of the world, and I have to at least get a decathlon to participate in the Olympics?" With his physical strength alone, he can beat a hundred of his previous selfs.

Turning open your palms, facing down, looking at the backs of your hands. The wound that was broken yesterday has completely healed today, leaving only a few faint white lines.

What is powerful is not only strength, but also wound healing ability.

"The superpowers of the upper dantian are thoughts, and if I guess correctly, it should be the power of the body. Then what is the superpowers of the lower dantian?"

The upper dantian mind fruit, the middle dantian transplant fruit, and the lower dantian rebirth fruit.

From the ability of the fruit, you can only judge the black seedlings in the upper dantian, which represents the ability of the mind.

The ability to transplant fruits and reborn fruits is very special and cannot touch the abilities represented by the sapling seedlings. However, when he felt that his physical condition had increased greatly, it happened to be the stage of ripening fruits. Therefore, it can be judged that the sapling seedlings in the middle dantian represent the physical ability.

Now there are only dantian black seedlings left, and I can't figure out what abilities it means.

If you can't figure it out, you won't think deeply.

He slowly waved to the water cup on the table. Idea Reproduction released the invisible power and slowly suspended the water cup, as if there was an invisible hand controlling it. However, what made Fu Hongyang dissatisfied was that although the superpower of taking objects from the air was magical, it could not be used to move objects from the air.

Take, means take; fuck, means control.

He can wrap the items with his mind and then "attract" them, but he cannot control the items with his mind and make actions such as pouring water and flipping them.

Only rigid "photographing" can be completed.

He reached out and held the floating water cup and took a sip. Fu Hongyang used the ability of the Idea Fruit to slowly send the water cup back and put it on the table.

"The limitation of air-to-air photography is still too great, and it is impossible to develop the ability to operate air-to-air objects. The super power of the mind fruit is not perfect enough." At first, he thought that when he developed the mind fruit, he could move his mind at will, and directly use his mind instead of his hands to complete various complex operations.

Now it turns out that he is thinking too much.

"However, once the second black sapling fruit on the Dantian Wuzhu seedling matures, I don't know what kind of superpowers you will get. Maybe there is the air-flying thing I want on that fruit."

He was half lying on the bed, scratching the heels of the other with the toes of one foot. From the morning, the heels of both feet were a little itchy.

I lifted my trouser legs and didn't see any problems with my heel, but I just felt itchy.

Not a serious itch, but it's quite terrible.

He found dermatitis Ping and applied it, but it didn't work. At this point, he seemed to get more and more itchy: "What's going on? It's not that the mutant intestinal silk I ate yesterday, and I'm still allergic?" The allergic symptoms came and went quickly yesterday, and after returning to the camphor camphor haze-free area, they basically returned to normal.

Can't stop itching.

Just stand up and move, and divert your attention.

"Ahhhh." Doudou, who saw Fu Hongyang standing up and lying on the door, closed his eyes to rest, also got up and rubbed around him.

"Doudou, go and open the door."

"Ahhh?" Doudou didn't understand why.

"Open the door." Fu Hongyang pointed to the door handle on the door and made the action of opening the door. He was still persisting in training Doudou. Doudou may not be that kind of very smart dog, but he can influence and guide Doudou from a spiritual level. Doudou is now like a clone of his.

In the end of the world, humans may betray you for various reasons, but dogs will definitely not.

Doudou looked at him without blinking: "Ahhh?"

"Silly Dog, come and I will teach you." He grabbed Doudou's forelimbs and lifted Doudou's upper body. He suddenly found that Doudou was much heavier than before. I don't know if it was because of evolution or because he had eaten too well these days. He had been bigger and more than two rounds. "Use your claws to press down the door handle, look, it's going to open."

"Ahhh!" Doudou said that she had learned it.

Fu Hongyang closed the door again and signaled Doudou: "Open the door."

Doudou looked at him again and wagged her tail hard: "Ahhh?"

Fu Hongyang was so angry that he slapped him over.

After teaching Doudou seven or eight times in this way, Doudou finally completed the door opening action independently. It felt that this IQ was a bit of a burden to the average IQ of dogs. Fu Hongyang had watched some short videos before, and some dogs raised were self-taught, and they could open doors and open cages, and even knew that they would lock the cages.

That is the embodiment of IQ.

In comparison, Doudou only has the advantage of loyalty - she has never learned to climb trees so far.

When I walked out the door, the rain stopped outside, but the sky was not clear.

A group of survivors are pointing at the grass on the roadside.

Fu Hongyang took a look and understood what they were giving instructions. The soil where they were originally cleaned up and planted with vegetables seemed to suddenly grow large areas of weeds with calves heights. Of course, vegetables also grew a lot, especially cabbage, which was only a little taller yesterday, but now they are taller than their knees.

This can no longer be considered ordinary cabbage, it is absolutely mutated.

The fog outside dispersed a lot, and the haze was still rolling and did not subside due to a rain. Fu Hongyang and Doudou walked straight out of the camphor camphor-free haze area and came to the haze outside. The visibility of the field of vision was only five or six meters, but he could clearly see that the plants were growing wildly.

The familiar streets are full of green plants, and many plants grow out of the gaps in residential houses, shaping the residential houses into cracks.

Leaving the street and walking towards the fields, the green inside the eyes becomes more abundant.

"Is this... green plants to swallow everything?" Fu Hongyang didn't know what to do. He felt that all the plants here seemed to be mutating.

Maybe it will mutate into a good mutated tree, or maybe it will mutate into a bad demon tree.

There is strange madness everywhere.

He lifted the machete and pointed it at a tree that had become much bigger by the roadside, and then cut it off. He cut off the trunk and looked at the rings. He did not give birth to the jade-like heart. The branches of the trees did not mean to evolve in the direction of "tenites" and had not yet become a monster.
Chapter completed!