Thinking of this, Wu Ke started to try, but it didn't go well at first. He found that he couldn't mobilize the cells in his body very finely to do something. When he was commanding, and when he absorbed the gentle energy just now, he couldn't. Some delays occur.
However, this is not a big deal.
After trying it a dozen times, Wu Ke gradually got the hang of it.
It can start to violently generate energy in the stomach, and before it is about to squeeze out its own cells, it will remove the cells that are close to saturation in advance, and then replenish the cells that are in a dry state, and then absorb those violent energy.
Wu Ke became more and more proficient in doing this kind of thing. After going back and forth, the burning sensation in his stomach was relieved. However, due to the replacement of energy cells, various parts of his body began to become a little hot, but the problem was not big. The impact was, It just made the muscles on his body gradually swell.
If there were a clock tower magician here who specializes in the basics of the whole body and strengthening the human system, he might be able to find that what happened to Wu Ke was the most primitive technique of using magic to strengthen the body.
However, unlike sunlight that strengthens the overall quality, the direction of magic power enhancement is not subject to subjective control. It only strengthens the most basic strength and part of the magic resistance.
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In the Justice Space, after discovering that he could not repair the N-handled dimensional communicator, the Justice Little Light Ball brought out a standard status book issued by the system school upon graduation of each system.
The ability of this thing is very basic. It does not have any cross-border communication function. It only exists as a unilateral observation of the real-time status of its host.
But this time, every time the new host above, Wu Ke, the second-year middle school boy, appeared with injured entries in different locations, the little light ball of justice would feel anxious.
Even when the entry about the dying state appeared just now, it jumped out of the boss's chair and circled around the book, like an ant on a hot pot.
Fortunately, the final near-death state did not turn into a real death state, and gradually returned to normal, which made the little light ball of justice feel a little relieved.
The little light ball of justice found that after its condition improved for a while, there was no reverse change, so he turned the book to the previous page, which was the opponent's ability page.
But at this moment, under the first-level superhuman physique it bestowed on the opponent, there are two more items in terms of more detailed category abilities: [Alien Energy Absorption] and [Alien Energy Resistance].
In addition to these two new entries, there have been item ability entries such as [Magnetic Control], [Accelerated Regeneration], [Part Ability Amplification], etc. before.
Wu Ke, this new host with a trick in his mind, is capable. At least in terms of discovering the golden finger ability it gave him, he has made rapid progress and can be ranked ahead of the trick hosts it has encountered before.
Just now, a near-death entry appeared out of the blue, which frightened it a little. The little ball of light just hoped that the other party would not really die in that world...
"Alas~" Youyou sighed. The little light ball of justice looked around at the space of justice that was a little too empty and exclusive to itself. If the other party was really dead, it would have to use it as a second-hand hot chicken door to let the person who was not This wealthy space is even worse.
Even if the other party is resurrected later, because there is no door to travel, he can only throw him back to the original world, and then go work for other systems.
Although there is no such promise in the contract, the other party will be resurrected if the trial fails, but it is the Light of Justice system...
"Speaking of which, at the Reincarnation Company, the price of the business of resurrecting hosts should not have increased, right?
However, even if the price increases, it shouldn't matter. I've given so much business to them before, so you have to give me a discount for the sake of reviving old customers, right? "
The little light ball of justice said to himself, his voice a little hollow. The Reincarnation Company is a cross-border service group established and operated by a higher-level system. It seems that they have never heard of discounts on their resurrection business.
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In the presidential suite on the top floor of Sabins Hotel, Sakura was sitting on the sofa chair, feeling a little depressed and with a worried expression on her face.
"Don't worry, your brother hasn't come back yet. Maybe it's just the traffic jam on the road that delayed the time." Sola comforted him and pushed over a piece of cut strawberry cake.
She made this with the girl in the afternoon. Although she has not made cakes by herself for a long time, the skills cultivated by her family are still there. Although it takes more time, the taste of the cake is... Not inferior to the top big brands.
[My brother is flying in the sky. Will there be a traffic jam? 】Sakura really wants to ask this.
However, Kenneth intervened: "The cake made by Sora is extremely delicious. If you don't eat it, it will be a huge loss and you will regret it for the rest of your life."
This is a character who is always talking to death. He neither knows how to look at the atmosphere to see if he can praise others, nor how to make a depressed little girl happy...
so……
When this young monarch who was often obsessed with magic research and famous in the clock tower and a man of science in the magician world spoke, Sola glared at him with a death gaze: "Kenneth, if you can't speak, then I hope , the cake I made in your hand can block your mouth!"
Kenneth's forehead veins jumped and he opened his mouth to speak: "I..."
Sora lowered his body and came towards him, narrowing his eyes and looking at him with dangerous eyes: "You! What do you want to say?"
This gesture was very similar to that of her when he was a child. Kenneth’s lips moved, but in the end he couldn’t say anything harsh. He could only reply in a dry tone: “I just want to say, your cake is delicious, she My brother will come back, so there is no need to worry..."
"This sounds like a human saying!"
Kenneth: "..."
There were # signs on his forehead, Sora noticed it, and Kenneth also noticed the change in his fiancée's eyes.
"I, I want to eat cake. I will eat the cake in my hand now. Ah, this cake is very sweet, the fruit is delicious, and the cream is very mellow. Look, there is also a letter S painted in chocolate..."
Wu Ke, who came back late and was about to go to the window to pick up Sakura, saw and heard Kenneth's awkward acting and lines in the presidential suite.
He silently went down two floors and entered from the balcony of his rented suite. After cleaning up in the bathroom and changing clothes, he went outside and prepared to take the elevator upstairs.
The evening cake was delicious, and on that score at least Mr. Kenneth was not lying.
The girl, who regained her energy and had a smile on her face, happily told him that Miss Sophia Ali taught her how to make cakes today.
"I'm a little clumsy, but Sister Sola didn't dislike me and taught me patiently. In the end, I succeeded in using melted chocolate to draw the pattern you like on the cake, brother."
An S, a B.
