Chapter 91: Sleepy Form/Mud Cat Evolution Form [4D]
After coming out of dystopia, or in other words starting from this day.
A strange thing happened to Gwen.
And it's the kind of thing that's hard to say whether it's good or bad.
It lasted for about three days before Gwen felt the existence of this kind of thing.
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Gwen woke up from his sleep, trembled, and wrinkled his nose a little unaccustomedly. He felt the shaking of the train, quietly, quietly approached the glowing curtains, stretched out his hand and gently pulled...
The light is bright, making it look like everything is flourishing and full of vitality, but the huge three-wheeled moon in the sky shows that night has arrived.
Gwen was very sure that she had only gone to bed at two or three o'clock these days.
As a senior who has made some achievements in martial arts, although he does not say that he gets up at eight o'clock every day to punch ten thousand punches, at least he does twenty push-ups every day. He gets enough sleep every day at bedtime.
Ten hours. Among the people who studied martial arts in their previous lives, not only they were hard-working people, but they were also known as lazy dogs.
"But no matter how lazy I am, I can't sleep for twelve hours at a time."
Gwen got up out of bed angrily, lifted up her pajamas and shorts, put on her plush slippers, then yawned and opened the door.
In the base, you can see the bright candlelight, and the three Wilgis in the base are all awake. The characteristic of this cat race is that they like to get up at this time point. They can be said to be 'night owls'. To be honest,
The same is true for the Lute people, so it is suspected that Lute's cursed blade is also there. But these four people are not normal racial 'templates'.
Dark Cat wakes up and goes to bed later than the average Wilgi because her time overlaps with that of Red Dog. Ron, as a race that is cheerful in the morning, cannot overlap at all if they sleep normally, so Dark Red Xipi, Gwen
It feels sweet just looking at it.
The rabbit is a chaotic cat. Its sleep time is randomly selected from one hour to twelve hours, and its activity time is basically "when you wake up, you will be proud". Basically, it is Wilgi who is very good at following the crowd.
Cat cat.
Spark is a meowing cat, and its basic activity time is from early morning to afternoon.
He starts playing tricks and blasting in the morning, which often wakes up other cats. Therefore, being called a "crowder" by other cats is a heinous crime.
The most outrageous thing is naturally the cursed blade.
If this person is here, then the King of Absurdity will not be able to turn to anyone else. Even though Tu Xiu and Huo Huo are both outrageous enough, they are still not eloquent enough compared to the real King of Absurdity.
"Does Curse Blade sleep?"
From this confidential question circulating within the secret service, we can see how outrageous the squirrel Curse Blade is. Anyway, Gwen doesn’t know if Curse Blade is sleeping...
Even sometimes, when getting along with Curse Blade, I don't feel that this guy has the concept of sleep at all.
In fact, even the red dog who was in the same tent with her that day couldn't tell whether Curse Blade had slept at all. In one sentence, he said: "I didn't see her when I slept, and I didn't see her when I woke up."
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"Meow! Meow!"
In the base, three night-crazy cat lanterns are floating around. These intelligent creatures are actually playing chess. Although it has always been known that cat lanterns are intelligent creatures, these cat lanterns used to be able to pretend.
Once you pretend, you're not that smart. But in the base of this kind of source force messenger, it can be said that you can't pretend at all.
It’s obvious: this kind of cat lamp can understand our language, understand what we say, and can communicate with each other in the cat language of only two words. Although we don’t know what these weird cats will communicate.
, but obviously, there is indeed a civilization in Cat Lantern, even a higher civilization than the people of Utopia.
Gwen stepped over the cat lanterns that were bumping into each other because "It seems like a cat cheated!" and walked to Curse Blade who was processing the report over and over again.
"Curse...haha..." He opened his mouth and yawned.
Curse Blade's squirrel earphones trembled sensitively. She turned her head and looked at Gwen with a strange and curious look.
"I don't know what your previous life was like..."
The moment Spellblade opened his mouth, it was the old Riddler.
In fact, this person does have a button that can switch states at any time and easily enter the euphemistic Riddler form. In this form, she takes over all the external negotiation and leadership rights of the entire group. For example, she is currently processing Gwen's report.
, which is processed after entering the Riddler state.
In her words: "It is important not to give any information to the authorities. The Secret Service is a particularly insidious organization. They will collect all your information and secretly designate plans against you. It is very shameless. So we pay attention to a
, you must block your own information."
The riddle squirrel asked: "...But I think you should not be so lethargic before. You should not be so easily tired. Although the source of power is not easy to get sick, but do you want to consider going to the medical car to see if you are
What's going on?"
"What you said makes sense."
Gwen sat down in the arms of Curse Blade, and snatched away the mushroom tea on the other party's table in a familiar manner. Then she yawned and stood up, sitting next to the rabbit's tail who was sitting on the ground thinking hard.
, kicked off his slippers comfortably, moved his feet and made a clicking sound.
Gulu gulu.
I took a sip of warm mushroom tea.
Gwen slowly exhaled and used her breathing skills to try to move her body.
There is absolutely no problem with the body, limbs...
Mechanical heart?
Gwen felt the surging vitality of the mechanical heart that had just been added with 'red water', and felt that she should be able to sleep only one day a week.
So he shook his head: "There is no problem, my body, I have felt my physical condition, it is perfect."
"Then it's a matter of spirituality."
Curse Blade turned around with great experience and asked him, "Have you had something extra in your mind recently?"
"Meow meow! Are you a little fatter?"
The rabbit also turned his head and asked.
"nonsense."
Gwen will definitely not admit that he has a little extra flesh. His approach is completely different from the cursed blade with soft bones. If the cursed blade is cartilage and follows an agile path as light as a feather, Gwen is.
Hard bones, bones that are hard enough, adhere to the source force to form a source force bag to protect the internal organs, so that incredible [strengthening the source force] can be attached.
His original power ability is that of a princess with a single fire in one eye, and it is not an enhancement-type ability. In theory, any source power user who is mainly an enhancement system should be able to surpass him in strengthening the source power. But in reality,
During a fight, no matter what kind of source force user you are, you must carefully deal with the issues of rebound and impact, so strengthening the inside of your body is also a compulsory course.
After Gwen becomes hardened, he doesn't need to worry about this kind of thing at all. He only needs to continue to strengthen his source power. The protective source power layer formed by the hard bones can naturally protect his internal organs and allow him to live in a place where he doesn't have to worry about backlash.
Start with impactful environment.
At the same time, hard bones can also affect the knees and calf bones.
Gwen's martial arts movements basically pursue explosive power, so the damage to the body's joints is actually very terrible. In his previous life, his way to alleviate this was to use "body power" to save precious joint life.
In this world, Yuanli is very unreasonable.
Gwen can increase the weight and hardness of her bones to her heart's content, and then use her power to relieve the gravity of her joints. She can even...can imagine more joints to exert force - the human body is amazing, right?
"It seems like you are really a little fatter than before?"
Sparks also popped up, and Kao cutely held back her voice and asked, "Gwen taught me this trick."
Gwen thought about hanging the two cats together to see if they could float like a cat lantern.
"..."
"Will having too many things in my mind affect my state?"
"of course."
Cursed Blade turned around and smiled at the same time: "The environment in the spiritual landscape will also be reflected in the real body. Didn't you let a ghost story stay in it yesterday? This situation is quite special..."
"Very special." Dark Cat poked his head out of the bookcase next to him and agreed.
She seems to be helping some students with poor grades to 'effectively improve their homework scores' recently. This shady job makes her have to hide in a dark corner to write. Everyone speculates that the students helped by Dark Cat are probably from Curse Blade's alma mater.
Student, otherwise I can't explain why the dark cat has been avoiding the cursed blade frequently recently. Even if they are in the same room, they still show a "cat doesn't want to" attitude.
However, she would still attend the Curse Blade lectures.
She also has a little understanding of the information about the kaidan ritual:
"Didn't the sealed artifact you prepared break?"
——When Gwen came back, she still told them the matter. After all, the sisters were curious.
Dark Cat guessed: "Is it possible that the reason why you can still hold Thursday's strange relic is that you sealed the other party as a sealed object, and the other party was actually sealed into your spiritual landscape, which caused you
It is possible that the spiritual landscape has changed, and the change has caused your instinctive stress sleep."
Gwen looked at the curse blade.
Curse Blade looked thoughtful: "Honestly, this is the first time I have seen such a strange thing, but what the dark cat said is right. There is probably a wonderful devouring chain between ghost stories and ghost stories. We all know that sometimes ghost stories
It will swallow up another ghost story. Once upon a time, a ghost story called [Mary in the Mirror] swallowed up another ghost story called [Typhoid Fever after Red Wine]."
She thought for a while: "But the results tell us that their devouring each other does not seem to be 'killing or eating', because the subsequent report of sealing them pointed out that the two ghosts went out together like good sisters, and
Just abide by Mary's restrictions. This seems to be somewhat similar to your current situation, but, have you ever visited your spiritual space after that day?"
"Of course I went."
Gwen has to practice Yuanli every day, so naturally she has to go in every day.
But in fact it is.
In his own mental space, next to the main oil painting and the cat lamp tree, there is a small cross-section of the room. This is the proof that Miss White, Wild Thursday, has entered. The strange stories are still relatively free in his heart, and it seems that he can
Follow the cat lantern in your heart to different parallel worlds.
Occasionally, I see the other person, who is still sleeping soundly - the other person's power seems to be divided into two parts, one survives in the form of a cat lantern, and the other survives in the human form, but they sleep at the same time.
"..."
After listening to Gwen's description, Curse Blade pinched his chin and looked thoughtful: "Maybe it was her who did it."
Gwen decided to listen to the curse blade, closed her eyes, and entered her own spiritual world.
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The scenery in my mind is a comfortable noon, with strong sunshine and lots of cats. A large number of cat lanterns stopped playing games and just lay on tree branches, wooden barrels, and on the falling cat rocks in the lake, feeling comfortable.
He basked in the sun and fell asleep.
Longwen floated out and was studying a floating building in the air, which was the coffee shop in Wild Thursday.
However, this building is very fragile. It should be constructed by the source power of the fantasy system and Gwen's memory. Long Gwen is studying the power in this strange story.
Seeing Gwen enter, she slowly floated over:
"Gwen, come and see this model. It's very interesting, very interesting..."
Gwen glanced at the cafe and thought for a moment: Actually, this thing is not as interesting as the fact that you can float like a cat lantern.
But it’s not easy to show off your ‘other self’, after all, there is still paperwork to do.
"What's wrong?" he asked with a wooden face.
"A discussion about the peace of mind in the hearts of Utopians. We share memories, but although each of us has 'memories of life', we are not the 'person'. We are just phantoms, ghosts created by swallowing up part of your memory.
Therefore, we cannot know the customs and thoughts of the Utopians. This thing and this building explain a lot."
Longgewen was full of interest:
"The basic citizens of Utopia seem to think that a safe place is a place with a soft atmosphere and must have hardwood floors. This stereotype is very interesting. Well, White is a standard clusterthink ghost story, so she can be used as a
A remarkable model to use... Oh, Gwen, why did you come in all of a sudden? Looking for Annalee? Or looking for White."
Gezi’s real name is known to the doctor boy ‘Karl’ and Long Gwen.
It seems that after the Mind Flayer Grid recently started to be able to communicate with the outside world, he had to start chatting.
Mao Deng and the other two people are relatively good at talking, and in this place, besides watching Mao Deng play games, he can only chat with the "inmates".
"Let me see what White is doing," Gwen said.
A hint of cunning suddenly flashed on Long Gewen's face: "She is sleeping. Over there, do you want to practice her spell?"
"I just...Longwen, why are you so concerned about me all of a sudden?"
"Nothing." Long Gewen tilted his head, looking innocent, and then floated into the building in the sky, floated to the bar, squinted his eyes to look at something, "She is sleeping in her room, you go
Find her."
What does this birdman seem to be hiding?
Gwen walked to the other side of the lake. On the edge, there was also a room floating. From the cross-section, you could see that it was a very comfortable personal guest room, with a bed, a large sofa, a large TV, a floor lamp, and gorgeous floor-to-ceiling windows. Although they were all in different places,
In a wonderfully distorted and tilted state. But the gravity inside seems to be completely different.
Miss White was lying on the bed sleeping soundly with the White Cat Lamp in her arms. It was tilted at an angle of almost 70 degrees, but it did not slide down at all. The direction of gravity was indeed different.
But if this person is fast asleep...
Gwen secretly glanced at the white cat lantern in the other person's arms, also sleeping soundly.
Another possibility has been eliminated.
If only Miss White is sleeping and White's cat lantern disappears, there is a certain possibility that the cat lantern is responsible, or even more likely.
And now neither party is doing anything bad...
Gwen went to see the doctor, young Carl, with all her doubts.
Little brother Carl is not playing three-ball magic, but is holding a sketchbook and drawing a sleeping cat lantern.
...It doesn’t look like this guy is causing trouble.
Gwen didn't find anything suspicious, so she had no choice but to exit.
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"How about it?"
Huo Huo asked with concern from the side.
Gwen rubbed her temples and shook her head: "I didn't find anything strange. To be honest, does it really have anything to do with my spiritual space?"
He did not reveal that he had a large number of cat lights stored in his heart.
"It should have something to do with your soul."
Cursed Blade said: "I have a suggestion..."
"..."
"..."
Does it really work?
On the second night, when sleepiness came over her, Gwen caught this strong feeling of sleepiness, closed her eyes, and began to enter the scenery in her heart.
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The scenery in my heart at this time is a comfortable night.
As soon as Gwen entered, she felt a strong sense of sleepiness and a strong sense of burden. At the same time, everything in front of her began to come to life, with a large number of cat lanterns... golden fried chicken legs? Golden yellow
Crispy, crispy and fragrant fried chicken legs!
Click click click.
The cat lights eating fried chicken made happy sounds.
And Gwen saw the culprit.
Miss White was wearing a black apron and was frying chicken legs in a small room. This behavior was continuously absorbing Gwen's power. At the same time, small portals opened, and cats one by one opened.
Deng slipped in with the raw chicken legs and stuffed them into the basket marked "Unprocessed".
"..."
The burden on my mind is getting heavier and heavier.
Every time the cats sneak in with something, Gwen's energy will tremble. It takes a little energy to store something, although these chicken legs will soon turn into golden fried chicken quilts.
The cat lanterns ate it, but before disappearing, a large amount of 'useless data' was still stored in Gwen's mind, slowing down his spiritual feedback.
This made him become sleepy.
Just like the transfer speed of 10m per second and the pre-storage space of up to several gigabytes on a mobile hard drive, when faced with ultra-high download speeds, the disk will often enter a '99% busy' state.
After entering this state, Gwen will naturally want to sleep and stop her external spiritual activities, thereby freeing up a lot of space for these guys to use as a place to "storage chicken leg data".
No wonder……
Every time I came in, the white man and the cat were sleeping.
These two birds wake up and fry chicken!
Gwen's head felt like someone was beating a drum inside.
"Hold your claws for me!"
Gucha
Gwen lit fire in one eye, stopping the creation of the portal.
Layers of wooden boards sealed the portal.
Dong dong dong——
A large number of cat lights came from behind the board, as well as the dissatisfied Utopian language of the cat lights: "Open the door quickly! Meow!" "Open the door for the cat!"
We can't open the door to these cats anymore.
Gwen felt that her energy had finally calmed down a bit. She passed by the cat lights who were still eating fried chicken, grabbed Miss White who was about to run away, and pulled her out. By the way, she was like lightning again.
He caught the white white cat lantern that was jumping into the lake.
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After a moment of confusion, Gwen briefly released the mind flayer Grid, who was almost half asleep, and asked her to help maintain the order of the cat lights and allow the cats to "put down their drumsticks and enter the country" in an orderly manner.
Gezi might not have expected that the first thing he had to do in the mind flayer monster talk would actually be this.
But because the relationship between Gezi and Gwen is too close, the two sides are connected, which is equivalent to sister disks. If they are separated from the same disk, if one side is affected, the other side will be directly paralyzed. Therefore, even if the mind flayer is
, in order to keep her head clear, she also had to help Gwen manage the cat lights.
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"What on earth are you two doing?"
Gwen rubbed her head, and after feeling the clarity of the past, she nodded with satisfaction, turned her head and looked at White, who was hanging on the tree, and White's cat.
"Oh, oh..." Miss White's smile was a little stiff, "...I don't think it's because you have more power here, and the Kaitan space can actually be used as a transfer station, and it also has great data processing capabilities, so...
I want to try making fried chicken.”
"Meow! It's very popular!" White Cat chimed in.
"Meow, it's really delicious!" Several cat lanterns floating over also made such praise sounds.
"You are very popular, but you can't do it without a bottom line." Gwen reasoned with the two guys, "My mind will be blocked because of your behavior, and my body in reality will also be blocked mentally.
And fell into sleep."
"But...but aren't you a ghost talker?"
Miss White looked curious, "Although this is a bit strange for me. But as a weirdo, isn't the place where you really should stay? If you are here, these cat lights should not dare to be careless.
Just go in and out... But there is another question, as Kaitan, why don't you and I feel the source of the people you killed entering?"
"I changed my style."
Gwen spoke to White and White's cat in a natural, natural speaking style.
As a top figure in the world of ghost stories, the Mind Flayer naturally doesn't need to explain so much to a weak ghost story.
"Is that so? You are indeed a mind flayer. You actually disguised yourself as one of those guys... I really want to know what will happen if one day you can control a train."
White was rather encouraged and said this with a happy face.
Gwen looked at the other party with an incomprehensible look.
are you crazy.
He thought for a moment:
"From now on, you can only fry chicken after I fall asleep, and the number cannot be too much. You must discuss the specific number with Longwin and Karl."
A complete ban is unrealistic.
This guy has become a ghost story sealed in his heart.
Although the ability feels quite useless, Gwen's source of power has slowly begun to operate due to the arrival of Kaitan, and she has more room for cultivation, which is quite good.
Therefore, it seems that I have to take care of the mood of these weird talks a little in order to get their feedback.
Of course, it might not be.
But Gwen doesn't like to gamble.
It’s like some people secretly whisper: ‘This xx investment will make money very quickly, don’t worry, there is no risk, just go in and make a profit and leave.’
Generally there are three types of people who say this.
One is bad and simply wants your money; one is stupid and is fooled and thinks it's true; and the other is bad and stupid and thinks he can get happiness by tricking you into it.
Gwen is not one of these three types of people, so she will not believe the news that "investment in xx will make you money quickly".
If there is a path that he can accept risks, he will not take risks and look for a brighter future in areas that he is not good at.
Therefore, he would rather give them some autonomy and satisfy their allowed hobbies than try the mind flayer's whisper in his heart, 'Tear them apart and eat them to grow.'
Control instincts, especially since I already fully know the entry of Miss White's strange story: it can be said that before evolution, Miss White was unlikely to be able to kill innocent people.
It will be difficult to complete the conditions after subsequent evolution.
Although she wanted to 'reduce the conditions' and 'kill innocent people indiscriminately', it was still an idea after all, and she had stopped it before it was implemented, so she could still show some care and tolerance.
After watching Miss White come down, Gwen trotted towards the cats who were eating crazily in her shop, and suddenly realized in her heart:
That's pretty good too.
He seems to have had a fantasy, imagining that he is no longer the man with superior force, but more gregarious and gentler; he wants to be... well, of course he doesn't want to be a photographer, but he wants to be the manager of a small coffee shop.
.In a cozy alley, a melodious small coffee shop does not need customers or crowds. You can enjoy a relaxed and simple life alone.
Maybe this is good.
This strange story... No, this person also lived an easy life.
The anger between his brows has also disappeared a lot.
Gwen's mood finally became quite good. When she passed by the butcher Maomao on a rainy night, she took a hot golden crispy chicken leg from Maomao's box.
"Meow!"
"This is punishment, letting you serve as my spell but not reminding me."
"Meow!"
"You said Longgewen and the others didn't tell you either? But they don't have fried chicken either."
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Wake up from the scenery in your heart.
Gwen immediately looked at her left hand. Sure enough, there was a small paper bag on it. Some grease leaked from it, making the color of the paper bag darker. At the same time, a hot aroma came out.
, has a reassuring 'high calorie' taste.
Attracted by this scent.
The yawning rabbit next to him suddenly became energetic and quietly leaned over.
Gwen protected the paper bag and cast a wary look at her.
"...I haven't even spoken yet!"
The rabbit suddenly broke through its defense, meowing and roaring.
This is also a common move of this kind of scumbag cat.
Put pressure on the opponent by saying "I got angry first". As long as the opponent feels a little bit guilty, he will immediately launch a set of combo punches to usurp the spoils.
Gwen looked at her expressionlessly, not missing a beat.
Sure enough, after about two or three seconds, the rabbit also realized that this trick didn't seem to work very well, so he squeezed next to Gwen with a sullen face, and rubbed Gwen's thigh with his voluptuous thigh.
"Did you order takeout? Or did you go buy takeout?"
The rabbit's eyes were shining and he asked curiously.
The key point of this move is the use of the body. It must be said that the physical condition of the rabbit is quite good. It has the kind of physical condition that only exists in anime, with big breasts, not fat and voluptuous.
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Ordinary people would definitely not be able to withstand this kind of intrusion.
What Gwen can use is her control over her own body and her rather deceptive appearance. Normal women will always subconsciously ignore the other person's age when they see someone like Gwen who is prettier than them.
When the blood was strong, Gwen used her martial arts to control the gradually chaotic thoughts in her mind and control her expression.
"If you want to eat, buy it yourself."
Gwen turned around, opened the paper bag, took out the hot fried chicken, and ate it.
Take one bite.
The golden crispy skin makes a crunching sound.
The fat roasted until golden brown acts as the first layer of buffer. The fresh and tender chicken enters the mouth at once and is cut open by the teeth. Every trace of texture reveals the high temperature. The spicy taste immediately fills the mouth.
Click, click, click.
tasty.
It's hard to describe it as delicious, because it goes beyond deliciousness and the concept of taste.
It's like a sense of peace of mind.
A kind of student goes to school and hears that the teacher asks for leave on Thursday. Friday is a holiday like [two days of the three-day holiday are weekends]. Although in essence, the 'two-day holiday' was still stolen by someone or something.
, but there is a sense of peace of mind in my heart.
It was as if I suddenly walked into a fried chicken restaurant after work. The aroma made me want to vomit after eating a ridiculous meal. But when I wanted to vomit, I thought, 'It will be fine if I vomit it out.'
It feels like buying fried chicken and eating it.
Safe fried chicken.
The taste is not bad.
Five stars to three stars, deduct one star for 'the store manager cooks fried chicken at someone else's house', deduct one star for 'only one'.
"Meow! You guy!"
Gwen had already finished eating, and stretched out the tip of her tongue to lick her finger, then sucked it expressionlessly, which suddenly made the rabbit angry.
"Don't let me get something delicious next time, otherwise I won't share it with you!"
"You remind me of the authorities."
"Why?" Tu Xiu puffed up his face angrily.
"The authorities always say, 'Next time when the financial situation is better, we will send bullets and benefits to everyone, and please support the Faceless Man faction,' but this has never happened."
This is an old joke.
The political system of the government is divided into superior factions and inferior factions, and then the prime minister of the ruling faction selects the cabinet. This is a political system. Therefore, there is also the so-called normal state of Western politics, that is, politicians talk but do not act, and the promised benefits are not realized.
All of them are considered a blessing from God.
The rabbit was amused, trembling with its fleshy legs and hugging its belly while laughing.
"For the sake of this joke, I won't argue with you. By the way, my Yuanli has evolved a little. Do you want to see it?"
The triumphant expression of the rabbit makes people a little curious.
If Gwen says, "No, I don't want to watch it, I think it's boring," will she be attacked by the rabbit and the cat with eighteen deadly punches?
Naturally, Gwen would not do such a desperate thing.
"Okay, let me see it, right here?"
In Gwen's memory, if the memory is correct, Rabbit's ability, Cat Fortress, should be a retrieval source power and should not be usable here.
But no one can say for sure about Yuanli...
"Hey, hey, it's right here." The rabbit proudly hugged its chest and swung its cat tail.
"You have to pay for the damage you caused?"
Gwen reminded her.
"It won't cause damage..." Rabbit Snake stretched out his hand to mobilize his power, "... Mud Cat Fortress, heavy shield form!"
A large shield made of brass-colored soil appeared on the hand of the rabbit. Gwen saw it. The color of the entire cat was...faded? In other words, it was covered with a layer of brass-colored soil.
.At the same time, a small ball appeared in the center behind the large shield, containing a ghost that looked like a rabbit.
The ghost opened his mouth.
With almost no delay, the rabbit in the form of a clay cat also opened its mouth and made a sound: "How is it?"
"Oh!"
Gwen knows nothing about spells and the principles of abilities, but he has an extremely strong instinct for combat and is full of extremely keen insights.
"It seems that the small ball behind the heavy shield is your key point. The shield and the image of the mud cat outside are all regenerable source of mud? Well, what if the other party thinks you are the kind of 'Stone Skin Technique'
Users who focus solely on bypassing the shield and attacking your 'mudcat' may be trapped in a painful protracted battle, and you will continue to steal damage."
"Meow meow!"
The rabbit screamed.
Her ability is obviously very rare in Utopia, or this type of ability is quite rare, but Gwen pointed out how to use it immediately, which made her surprised and began to think about 'Gwen
Is there some kind of prophetic ability?
"You knew it just by looking at it?"
"Isn't one look enough?"
Gwen has rich experience in understanding combat.
"With your ability, is your 'cockpit' affected by gravity? How do you move around in it?"
"I'd better use this to see. No matter how violently the shield shakes, it won't affect me... I thought of such a simple thing a long time ago!"
"so smart."
Gwen praised without sincerity.
The rabbit cat, on the other hand, was really elated, even in its mud cat form it looked very unbeatable.
"But I do think that your weakness can be placed in a more hidden place, on a shield. There is a possibility that others will discover it by hitting it."
"It seems to make sense?" A vivid expression appeared on the face of the clay rabbit.
It makes people curious whether it feels like her when pinched.
Gwen thought for a moment and made her own suggestion: "Have you considered placing this vital point on the tip of the tail?"
"Huh?" The rabbit was stunned for a moment, then opened its mouth as if it was about to spray.
Gwen added: "Then wrap it in soil and make it look like a meteor hammer."
"It's interesting..." Tu Xiu slowed down the pace of spraying.
Gwen said: "Generally, people who see you in this form will think that you have turned the 'Mud Cat Fortress' into a personalized armed ability with slightly weaker protection, but that can directly enhance your personal combat effectiveness. Therefore, your
An extra bolas on a cat's tail wouldn't look out of place. Not to mention, when others see you throwing the bolas over, they will definitely avoid it at the first moment..."
"Oh oh oh!" The rabbit's eyes were bright even in its mud cat form.
Gwen spread her hands: "As long as you maintain the deceptive appearance of being 'not very good at tail attacks' but will sweep it with your tail whenever you think about it, the other party will definitely not think that your meteor hammer is your core.
At the same time, you can use the shape of the clay cat fortress to make a pretty-looking crown? Or something similar. In short, it will look very conspicuous, especially like a 'weakness that can be seen at a glance', so maybe..."
"I'll go back and think about it!"
The color of the brass mud on the rabbit's body disappeared, and at the same time, the shield also turned into source dust and disappeared.
She blinked, shook her body, and ran towards her room.
Gwen's evaluation of this source of power is not low.
In other words, he realized the shamelessness of the source of power.
Although the Source Form 1 of the Rabbit is an extremely strong fortress form that protects itself. It also strengthens the ability of 'a shooting hole that does not leak air'. This is an obvious and positive ability, and Gwen even felt that
Let yourself handle it, it will take at least half a minute to cut through it. Because the Mud Cat Fortress is not 'without mobility', it even has very strong mobility.
Therefore, the evolutionary form of her abilities can be said to be a very obvious form of 'further strengthening these abilities', such as having more powerful abilities of the same type, such as improving her attack methods, or a more complete 'castle'
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But I didn't expect it to be a 'manipulation-type' source power. Although it does have the original ability characteristics of the 'Clay Cat Fortress', it is obvious that the goal of this ability is to consume the opponent's source power through source power in an extremely insidious way.
, physical strength and will, if you can't find the true body of the rabbit, you may even say "you can beat me all day long", cry hey.
