Yu Xuan’s empty cosmetic bottles lie quietly in the drawer.
But there is nothing inside!
Jiang Qian's pupils tightened... The peacock spider is gone?!
That little thing is a highly poisonous creature.
He closed the door with his backhand, turned on his spiritual vision for the first time, and detected the living beings in the room...
It's like an instinct written into genes. The moment you open your eyes, the whole room seems to become a black and white world, with both space and reality visible.
The living bodies among them show a fluorescent red hue, so the higher the temperature, the darker the hue.
During this process, Jiang Qian tried to expand the scope so that his "sight" could cover the entire house, even the outer walls!
After about five minutes, Jiang Qian converged his eyes.
Leaning against the door, he gasped faintly: "It's okay..."
Except for some common small creatures in the room, no dangerous species were scanned.
At the same time, he also understood the limits of spiritual vision: to see his own 10-square-meter bedroom, the first 2 minutes were not very strenuous. But when the vision range expanded to more than 100 square meters in the whole house, the range increased by 10 times, and it took 3 minutes.
There is an obvious feeling of fatigue.
It seems that this is a skill that cannot last long.
Also reasonable.
This kind of ability, which is like opening the eyes of the sky, is powerful enough. If it could be used unlimitedly, wouldn't it be too weird and terrifying? Anyway, Jiang Qian would not want such a neighbor to live near him.
Of course, maybe with the evolution and upgrading, my abilities will be further expanded... Jiang Qian evaluated himself and walked to the window.
The window was half open at this time, just like it was when he first woke up.
"If a foreign object replaces me and sends the guests out, then 'I' at that time must also need to return to the house and make the illusion that I am alone in my room. So, where did the substitute leave from?" p>
Jiang Qian murmured to himself, and subconsciously squatted down so that his line of sight was level with the window sill, and examined the changes in the dust through the enhanced visual effects of his spiritual vision.
Half of the faint footprints came into view.
Sure enough, someone has left here...
This size is definitely not Xiaonizi’s.
Jiang Qian took off the slippers from his feet, tried to compare them, chuckled, and then his expression turned cold.
"A Qian...A Qian? Are you okay? Don't carry it if you feel uncomfortable..." A guilty greeting came from outside the door.
"It's ridiculous! The food you made is not enough to fill your teeth. It simply insults your reputation as the Queen of Dark Cuisine!" Jiang Qian replied loudly.
"I was wrong~~"
Outside the door came the aunt's plea, followed by the old lady's scolding...
The bad thing about living with women is that your concentration is often easily interrupted.
But the benefit is also obvious: valuable fireworks.
When his ears were clear again, Jiang Qian breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the edge of his bed, and silently reviewed his plan.
First of all, I will go to Xiaonizi tomorrow and try to figure out her purpose of dragging me into the super species group. This may be related to my future survival strategy.
Regarding this point, Xiao Nizi once tried to explain: What would happen if I didn’t do this?
She seems to have something to hide.
Is it just a joke, or is there something really threatening her? Has she been implicated?
Xiao Nizi has not harmed her family. From her return to now, she has not found any obvious hidden dangers or constraints, which shows that the other party is not eager to break up with her.
"So, what does she want from me?"
The above problems all led Jiang Qian to have contact with Xiao Nizi as soon as possible. But...
"Right now, I don't know much about her ability or rank. If I want to contact her, I must have a backup plan."
He stood up, closed the curtains, and sat down at the desk.
Close your eyes, concentrate on recalling the storage compartment with storage function, and summon it with your mind.
Sure enough, the interface he remembered appeared in front of him.
A virtual locker opened in front of him. Four of the slots contained all his belongings: Quest Notes, Little Devil Suit, a "Whispers of the Inner Demon" return summons, and 10 Super Object Crystals.
Ignore the return summons for the time being. Jiang Qian has just come out and has no plans to go back for excitement.
He first reached out to the exploration notes.
This is the first time that the prop has been taken out in a non-settlement environment after obtaining it.
"I'm not sure if I can use it this time, mainly because I'm afraid of being robbed. Keeping this thing will definitely be of great use."
Just as he was saying this, a message prompt appeared:
[For first time use, please set a 4-digit password first]
"Password?"
Jiang Qian was stunned for a moment.
I thought that this prop was quite self-conscious. Knowing that he was worried about being robbed of the treasure, the prop immediately adopted a modern management method - encryption!
What a great idea!
Jiang Qian thought for a moment, intercepted 4 digits from his commonly used 6-digit password, and entered the props with his mind.
[Password set successfully]
【Props activated!】
The next second, a stream of light flashed in the brown notebook, and then returned to its original state.
There is no "password lock" that is so obvious on the outside.
[Please fill in the password on any page of the secret note to activate the function]
[Note: This prompt will only appear when setting the password, and will not be prompted again in the future. Please remember the rules!]
"Rigorous. This way others won't be able to discover the secrets hidden in the notebook."
Jiang Qian opened the notebook and wrote down the password on any page. The 4-digit ink mark was immediately integrated into the note and disappeared.
[Tip: The Quest Notes have been unlocked! Close the notebook and the functions will be automatically locked; after changing hands, you need to rewrite the password before you can use it]
Jiang Qian is becoming more and more satisfied.
And started the first round of testing: He looked in the mirror and wrote down his ID - Qianlong, do not use it.
The notebook is silent for a moment.
A line of description slowly emerged above:
"Don't use the Hidden Dragon, it's a mutilated and extremely dangerous snake?"
It seems that self-peeping is also possible, and the mirror image does not affect the secret-peeping effect.
It's just that what's the point of having two question marks in the middle of a good text.
Why does this notebook look down on people?
Is “one head” reasonable?
Did you eat my mighty and domineering iced dragon card? At least two of them.
…The above are just Jiang Qian’s irresponsible complaints.
In fact, he is quite satisfied with the function of this note.
After all, the privacy that can be gleaned from the secret notes is not just as simple as an identity card.
A XX of XX, the "XX" in front of it is a bit out of line...
At this time, the line "Ling" appeared under the description:
"Please pay for a secret that only you know, no restriction on sentence structure."
Jiang Qian tried to write: Stealing her sister’s makeup bottle and filling it with spiders.
After a while, subtitles appeared on the paper:
"Verification failed! There are still 2 verification opportunities"
Jiang Qian looked at the notebook in confusion and continued to write: Stealing her sister's makeup bottle.
"Verification successful! You are so boring, just steal useless things~"
Jiang Qian raised his eyebrows lightly.
A moment of silence.
He continued to do the test: he tore off a page from his notebook, wrote down the password, and then his own ID.
The answer appeared on the paper as usual. But there was no requirement to pay the secret again.
From this point of view, as long as the paper is torn from the note, it has the function of peeking into the secret of the note; and the data that has been traded will not be "charged" repeatedly.
On this basis, Jiang Qian used to verify the function of sending messages and burning them after reading. This function does not require payment of secrets.
Close the notebook and retract the storage compartment.
Jiang Qian then took out the little devil suit.
The box printed with strange runes exudes an eerie sense of terror.
At the same time, in front of Jiang Qian, an option prompt appeared: [Open Box], [Individual Summon] and [House Control Function]
When Jiang Qian thought of the many experiences he had just experienced in the dungeon, especially the weird situation where a group of black porcelain little people were running all over the floor, Jiang Qian decisively gave up [opening the box].
If you are caught by Lafayette or your aunt, you must not misunderstand that you are a heretic from a certain evil church?
He chose [Individual Summon].
And he chose to summon the "Sorrow Demon" among [Happiness] [Anger] [Sorrow] [Fear] [Love] [Evil] [Desire], which was the one encountered in the second level of "The Whisper of the Inner Demon", and created it for him.
The guy who has an anchor in his heart.
I saw a cloud of mist rising from the box covered with runes!
The fog expanded and became thicker, and countless tentacles with no place to place them protruded from the thick fog... This forced Jiang Qian to stand up and step back to make more space for the fog.
It wasn't until the fog filled half of the room that he finally saw the "true face" of the Sorrow Demon: a sullen outline appeared in the center of the thick fog...
Then, Jiang Qian heard the familiar voice, like that of a mourning concubine: "Ah, this is..."
Seeing Jiang Qian standing aside, his sullen face suddenly showed confusion and shock!
"Your kid is actually alive?!"
"Thanks to you, we meet again. This is where I live." Jiang Qian leaned against the wall and said hello calmly.
"It's incredible..."
"Good luck."
"No, this can't be luck! Do you really understand what kind of existence we represent?"
The frowning face suddenly turned ferocious, and then he impatiently asked Jiang Qian: "How did you deal with the last three guys? And that door... how could you come out alive?!
”
In fact, I just took a false shot and didn't go in at all... Jiang Qian couldn't help but curse.
Seeing the other party's wonderful expression, he couldn't bear to continue deceiving him.
"We'll talk about this later. Right now, I'm going to deal with a difficult matter and I need your cooperation." Jiang Qian said, his face becoming serious.
"Ah... I understand," Ru Sangkao's voice sounded again, with a sense of relief in her tone, "We are already your slaves... This is fine!"
It faced Jiang Qian solemnly, its sullen face lowered slightly, and said humbly: "My master, what do you need me to do?"
Jiang Qian was a little surprised that the other party was suddenly so obedient.
But it’s reasonable.
After all, they are just prop life forms that they own.
Jiang Qian explained the need logically: "How do I use a substitute?"
"This is simple."
With the transformation, the thick fog that filled the room began to condense, and countless tentacles drew inward, gradually forming a humanoid doll with the same height and body as Jiang Qian.
The remaining mist surrounds Ou's body, gradually refining the outline of his face - he looks like Jiang Qian, who is full of melancholic temperament.
The puppet suddenly opened its eyes and said in Jiang Qian's voice but in an extremely melancholy tone: "This is the substitute I condensed for you... There are two options, you can try to control it yourself; or you can entrust it to me.
, you just have to give orders."
Jiang Qian looked at his "other self" curiously, closed his eyes, and tried to establish a connection with it.
So, he woke up in the doll and saw himself with his eyes closed.
"The limbs and joints are functioning well...just like my own body!" Jiang Qian was not without surprise.
At the same time, he tried to control the body and the puppet at the same time to interact and cooperate.
Say hello, shake hands, hug...
Not bad!
Try offense and defense again...
"Hmm!"
Sure enough, this kind of dangerous operation still needs to be practiced. In the short term, it is no longer possible to consider eight people working together to push back the enemy. It can only be used as a life-saving talisman for the time being.
Jiang Qian rubbed his shoulders, handed over the control of the puppet to the sad demon, put on a posture and said: "Come on, try to knock me down."
The puppet Jiang Qian narrowed his eyes and said melancholy: "Are you serious?"
"Well, I'm not that serious, I mean... just mean it!"
A figure flashed in front of me, and a snake shadow lurked!
"Ugh~fuck!"
Lafayette's scolding immediately came from the living room: "Jiang Qian, what are you doing? Can you calm down?"
"Yes! This is a crappy movie. The action scenes are bad and noisy. I'll change it!" Jiang Qian pulled his neck and shouted twice, picked up his phone, clicked on the music player, and turned on the background sound.
Then he turned back to the puppet: "Continue!"
Ten minutes later, Jiang Qian fell to the corner with a bruised nose and a swollen face, gasping for air.
The demon clone, which had returned to the form of thick fog, looked at him sympathetically and comforted: "It's normal that your operations are not as good as mine. After all, I have killed more people than you eat...don't be so impatient." p>
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"I just want to get familiar with my abilities. Thank you for being my sparring partner. Let's go here today."
Jiang Qian forced a smile, turned his mind, and put the demon clone back into the box.
Then he looked around at the messy bedroom and sighed deeply!
Misstep, I should have let him finish cleaning before withdrawing...
Standing up while holding on to the wall, Jiang Qian tidied the room, changed clothes, and reviewed many of the techniques he had just used during the melee fight.
Finally, I slipped into the bathroom wrapped in a nightgown and washed my body.
During this period, it did not attract the attention of Lafayette and Auntie.
When he returned to the bedroom, Jiang Qian felt much more relaxed. His genes had already changed after becoming a super species, and his body's recovery ability was far beyond that of ordinary people.
Many small wounds caused in the fight have healed automatically, and several subcutaneous bruises have also subsided.
But the feeling of fatigue is also coming.
Jiang Qian, who had already put on his pajamas, sat at the table in silence for a moment, his eyes falling on the family portrait from long ago.
In the photo, his father puts his hands on his and Jiang Yang's shoulders, smiling generously and warmly.
The mother nestled quietly next to the father, holding her grandma sitting on the chair with her other arm...
That was a family of five at that time.
Less than half a year later, something happened to my father.
Looking at this photo, Jiang Qian couldn't help but recall the part of the memory that was reactivated from the copy: the sudden flood in the mountains, the stunned mother and Jiang Yang, the father's decision without hesitation...
"A Qian, don't look back!"
"Hold on! Stay there and don't move! Listen to me..."
"Protect mom..."
The rushing flood tore at his limbs and bones, constantly taking away his body temperature.
But he was saved in the end, and only he was saved - the father who was trapped in the torrent used his last strength to throw his son onto the shoal. Later, due to exhaustion, he disappeared into the ocean under the impact of the rapids.
……
Jiang Qian looked at the photo.
His eyes are empty and his face is indifferent, showing no trace of sadness or pain.
For him, the process of recalling is just looking back at the facts themselves, blocking out unnecessary emotions.
Unlike those mental patients who live in false dreams because they cannot accept the death of their loved ones, Jiang Qian knew very well that his father would never come back.
He lost his father.
Now his brother's life or death is uncertain, and his mother continues to be distant, but he has been deprived of the right to be sad and painful.
"Your wife is avoiding me like the god of plague, how can I protect her..."
