With a kitten on his shoulder, Linn felt that he now fit the image of a powerful, mysterious and charismatic male protagonist in most mysterious literary works.
Just make the big house at home a little more dilapidated and turn it into a gloomy century-old castle.
"Then what's missing is a long windbreaker and a sickly pale face, vampire?"
The kitten is still too young and currently behaves like an ordinary kitten. Linn named it Schrödinger, but it has not shown its abilities yet, probably because it is not afraid of Linn.
It was not threatened, and it was not clear what ability Linn wanted it to show, so he could only squat on his shoulders harmlessly, doing nothing but sleeping.
"Let's go and buy you some cat food, fish, chicken, etc. I have never raised a cat, but I heard that black cats are quite evil. When I was a child, I saw a cat kill a mouse with one shot. Lose an ear.
Can you shoot? Give you one? "
Lin En takes the cat out, and the way to travel is by bicycle. Even though he was full of words, it didn't delay Lin En's thoughts.
The only answer was a kitten's yawn.
"Speaking of guns, I really lost a lot in the lottery yesterday.
Weird gun, do you think this is a gun used by normal people? And that capsule, a disposable prop, used to pretend to be dead, what should I do with that thing!
The white, dilapidated iron stick is not even considered a weapon, it is purely contaminating the prize pool.
It’s agreed, Schrödinger, you use the weird gun, and I use the infinite bullet tactician.
By the way, are you willing to cooperate with me in trying it? You come and sit on that piece of broken cloud, and I will tie a rope to your head and hang it down. This plan can work! "
Lin En's lottery cannot be said to be a failure. At least with the growth-oriented equipment of the Badge of Light, he made a profit no matter how he calculated it.
But the other items are a bit lacking, and are basically useless. The weird gun is the magic weapon that is used before and after one shot. It is a deadly weapon. The one with unlimited bullets is not the sand eagle but the tactician master. It's barely useful.
Lin En actually recognized that cloud at a glance. After all, it was one of the most desired magical items in childhood. Things like somersault clouds can only be said to be valuable forever.
If only Lynn could sit on it and use it.
There is a line in the equipment description of that thing, which says that only those who have a kind heart and perform kind deeds can be recognized by it.
Lin En thought that since he had been recognized by the badge of light, there was no way he would fall over here.
One night, Linn leaked from the somersault cloud more than thirty times.
He really tried his best, even trying to threaten Somersault Cloud with a gun.
Fail, keep failing.
What else can I do? I will continue to think of ways in the future. Is it possible to throw it away?
In addition to these things, Linn also drew the only skill.
This skill is also very interesting, its name is: [Convince people with virtue].
The effect is that when Linn uses his palm as a blade to hit someone on the head with a vertical chop, he will have a layer of [virtuous person] buff. Under any circumstances, he will hit 100% of the time. Target, and at the same time apply a [Enlightenment] skill effect to the opponent.
Generally speaking, it is equivalent to an intensive physical education.
I dare not say whether it is useful or not, but it is definitely useful, and it may have miraculous effects.
However, this skill is not like the ability of Poison Ivy that Linn opened in the gift package. It is a talent skill. [Convince people with virtue] This skill is a learning skill that needs to be upgraded step by step.
At present, Lin En's skill is only at level one, and the effect can only be said to be average. This is the conclusion Lin En came to after reluctantly giving it to himself for a while.
When testing skills, isn't it normal to use yourself as a target?
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After arriving in the city, Linn first took the kitten to buy cat food.
Don't worry about transportation. Didn't Lin get a pocket yesterday? It's a beggar's version of Doraemon's space bag. The wearing requirement is to stick it on the belly, so Linn stuck it a little below the belly button.
The kitten was not a creature in the normal sense, but it was certainly a physical creature of flesh and blood. Linn didn't know what it should eat and what it couldn't eat, so he simply bought some cat food that humans would eat.
In addition to the cat's food rations, Lynn's own food rations also need to be solved, which also includes many furniture problems and kitchenware problems to be solved.
As a result, Linn became completely busy and spent almost the whole day riding a bicycle with the kitten on various shopping trips in the city.
But what Linn didn't know was that just as he was going on a shopping spree, spending all his money and constantly going in and out of various stores, someone was quietly sneaking into his home.
A man, wearing almost the same full-body equipment as Lin En when he went on a mission, but at first glance, it was much more advanced than Lin En's, and it didn't look like the kind that could be bought with casual money.
After searching Lin En's house with a gun, the man put the gun in his hand, stood in front of the cauldron where Lin En had lit the fire, shook his head, and pressed a button on the ear of his full-coverage mask.
"Boss, this guy doesn't seem to be a normal person, and you didn't tell me that his abilities are so exaggerated."
The man didn't know who he was talking to. At this time, he turned to look at the virgin forest-like trees outside the window. He paused, and after the other person finished speaking, he continued: "Okay, I understand what you mean, I mean, add money.
Your price is too low for a guy like this. "
The person on the other side seemed to be silent for a moment, but he probably agreed to the man's request immediately.
"Okay, boss, you pay, you are the boss. You will hear about this guy's death tonight."
He hung up the call neatly. The man looked at the time and began to survey the terrain. It seemed that he was proficient in his business. He had done this kind of thing many times before.
After a long time, the man chose a good location and answered another call again.
"How long does it take for him to come back... What do you mean you don't know? Listen, chicken, I don't care what Falcone said at all, I only know that he paid me to hire me and asked you to cooperate with all my actions.
I can refund the money, but you will die. understand.
OK, now, tell me, what is that guy doing.
Wait a minute...what do you mean pouring cat food into your pants? He dumped twenty bags... damn I don't even care about this!
What I want to know is...
What does it mean to stuff four pineapples into it? Are you sure it is pineapple...fvck! Damn it! If you dare to play tricks on me, I guarantee your forehead will...
pot? ! What the hell is a generator! That can be stuffed into pants...
The camel hair coat is indeed very warm. The weather is so cold now, so it should be...fvck! "
Hanging up the call angrily, the man reached out and rubbed his helmet.
"Gotham is really sick..."
Immediately, he took out a small notebook, opened a new page, and wrote on it with a short pen: The target is suspected of owning a pair of pants that can eat people.
After thinking for a while, I crossed out "eat people" and changed it to "eat everything."
"Sick, so damn sick..."
The man closed the book and muttered to himself.
Ps: There is only one update for today.
