"Ah! Oh my God!"
As Kara yelled, covering her eyes, Lynn completed the quick medical treatment on herself.
He directly cut off his leg that had turned into a tree trunk with a big sword.
"That thing of yours doesn't work."
"This is the first altar of holy water under the urn of San Varo Cathedral! You...forget it, you are uneducated and knowledgeable, and all the good things have been wasted for your use."
Constantine put away his small bottle decisively and decided not to give Linn anything good again.
"What are you doing here?"
Linn used a very simple and rough method to directly wrap a layer of gauze on his thighs. Now he only feels itchy in his ears and legs. That is the feeling of rapidly regenerating limbs and nerves during remodeling, regardless of It was inevitable, and he now needed a way to divert his attention.
Chat is a good option.
"I came here to see if you were dead. If possible, I would probably ask for your last words."
Fiora patted Kara's head kindly. Although this little girl was a Kryptonian and was born with fighting talents that other races could not envy, mentally, she was just a teenage girl.
If everything goes according to the script of "The Growth of the Guardian of Krypton", then she will definitely become stronger and become a reliable and mature person, taking on the responsibility of inspiring Krypton with a depth far beyond her years.
However, now she doesn't need to take care of her brother, and all the responsibilities of Krypton are on Fiora's shoulders. Speaking of which, Kara is just a little girl who can fight well.
Especially after being in contact with Lynn for a period of time, he seemed to need more protection.
Therefore, Fiora was obviously a little unhappy when she was talking to Linn.
But Linn just didn't notice it.
"My last words... I wrote a book, wait for me to find it..."
"Lynn. Let's be serious."
Fiora interrupted his illness in time: "Since you are fine, I think you don't need my help. Don't forget what you promised me and don't die so easily."
After finishing speaking, Fiora pulled Kara, who still wanted to say hello and say a few words to Linn, and turned around to leave.
She seemed to have been educating Kara, telling her to stay away from Lynn and not to be infected with any stupid disease. Her voice was loud and she didn't mean to carry anyone behind her back. Lynn and Constantine heard clearly. Chu.
"Lynn, I still can't figure out how you... um, surrendered to this woman. Yes, surrendered!
Speaking of which, you didn't use any dirty tricks, right? "
Lin En rolled his eyes and didn't want to pay attention to him. He moved his body and leaned against a tree: "If you are very free, help me take off my shoes and let me see my feet. My feet look like No consciousness either.
Sigh... Anan's wheelchair should be rescued..."
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Lynn was tied to the bicycle and left.
It's not that he can't fly, it's mainly because Anan's poison seems to be more troublesome than expected. When Lin was sitting on the ground, he inexplicably started vomiting blood. It was all black, and it looked like he couldn't be saved at all. The kind that comes alive.
Fortunately, Constantine had a lot of props, and after he poured a lot of water into Linn, even if he added a bottle of chili oil to Linn, Linn still survived.
It's just that people fainted.
That's why he was tied up in a car by Constantine and sent to Diana's house.
Don't ask why it was sent to Diana's home, it was because it was close, it was convenient, and it was because Constantine didn't want to send Lynn to his home at all.
He doesn't have a home either.
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When he woke up again, Lin En was awakened by the chaotic and noisy sound coming from the TV at a time when he couldn't tell whether it was early morning or dusk.
He opened his eyes and looked forward hard, and saw a cat sitting at his feet, drinking Coke and eating French fries and fried chicken, while on the TV...
Morrie Show.
Well... kittens know how to have fun.
"Did you catch her?"
Lin En lifted the quilt and took a look at his legs first. He was recovering well. Both legs had grown back. Now they looked like the condition of leg muscles atrophy after being paralyzed for many years. Both legs were so thin that they were as numb as sticks. Same.
The first thing Linn said after waking up was to ask the little cat if the old woman who was a big whale had been caught.
"Ah, you're awake."
When the little cat saw Linn waking up, he thoughtfully picked up the remote control and turned the TV sound... a little louder.
"You were snoring in your sleep just now."
The little cat came over from the end of the bed on the quilt, leaving potato chip residue everywhere.
"Now. This is it."
A small rectangular object, like a glowing crystal pillar, was handed into Linn's hands by the kitten.
"what is this?"
"This is the fish."
The little cat walked over and continued watching TV, turning up the volume a little louder.
"This is my previous skill. I have imprisoned you and Fiora, and now I have imprisoned a fish. Lynn, you have to give me some pocket money as compensation."
"How can you have the conscience to say such things? Don't say you hate fish!"
"Meow!"
The kitten was furious: "You actually let a cat catch fish for you and then let it bring the fish back to you! You have no conscience! Meow!"
Meow Meow Boxing, problem solved. Linn agreed to give him more pocket money.
…
After getting out of bed, Lin En's feet began to shake as soon as he landed on the ground, but he still insisted on moving forward.
"Lynn, what are you going to do? Are you going to buy me potato chips? Give me the money and I'll buy them myself.
You don't know what I want to eat. "
"You...you think beautifully."
Linn raised his hand, shook the small crystal box in his hand, and could vaguely see the particularly large whale inside.
"I'm going to kill the fish. At any rate, don't dirty up other people's homes here.
By the way, where is Diana? Is this her home? She has too many houses! "
"I don't know. But Fiora, Diana, and Constantine seem to have gone to find Hades together."
"What? Ouch!"
Lin En turned around in surprise, shaking his head too fast, forgetting that he was in a bad state, and knocked himself down directly.
"Don't let them kill people! Quick, send me there..."
"They said they would not kill Hades. It seems they are sending him to Zeus or someone else to face trial."
"Judgement?!"
Linn became even more excited: "What a waste! This is a waste! Kitten, go find them quickly. Hades must be handed over to me for trial. I am the victim!"
"I don't."
"Go, go, go, that's a big sum of money... Oh~ cough. Ten thousand yuan."
"Ha. Who are you looking down on?"
"Fifty thousand yuan."
"Meow! Bruce gave you millions! Just give me fifty thousand! Your conscience has been eaten by dogs!"
"It doesn't cost anything! Let's stay alive! There is only... 200,000 left in total. If you don't go, I will cut off your pocket money."
"Are you going now?"
"Um."
"See you later~~Don't eat my potato chips! Not even Coca-Cola! Don't change the volume on the TV!"
Looking at the kitten's leaving figure, Lin En sneered: "Humph, I wouldn't!"
He picked up the bag of potato chips, crushed it, and poured it into his mouth. Then he poured Coca-Cola into his mouth. Lin, who was full of foam, muted the TV, took out the battery of the remote control, changed the direction, and hid it again. Under the pillow.
After completing this series of performance art, Linn let out a satisfied laugh.
"You want to threaten me, haha. I never accept threats."
As he spoke, he seemed to have remembered something, raised his hand, and shook the fish in the crystal column.
"What did you see, huh? You know too much. You must be silenced so that I can feel at ease..."
Linn never thought that one day he would see such a desperate expression on a fish's face.
But... never mind it, millions of fish die every day in frozen markets and docks, and no one cares.
"Go to the kitchen, go to the kitchen! Draw, draw, draw!"
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Outdoors, in a strange huge wooden cocoon room in the forest, Lin En was sitting on a relatively flat stone platform, expressionless, peaceful and happy, unfazed by favor or disgrace.
"Huh... I almost fell asleep. This process is not suitable for me. I'm more suitable to start directly. Let's do it! Draw!"
Since the last draw, Linn hasn't looked at his inventory for a long time. I haven’t done much in total, and even thinking about it is not enough.
But, but!
Lin En never imagined that the souls obtained by killing some god would be so rich!
If you don't say that he is really powerful, the amount of this gift package is simply not comparable to humans and demons.
Ever since Lin En hacked Ye Xi to death, he has become a staunch spiritual supremacist.
Nothing else, the picture is just a harvest.
"Hmm... it seems that upgrading is not enough. It requires too much. I don't know if going to God's Domain and killing them all is enough...
It’s better to shoot ten rounds first...Yo! One more! Can open eleven boxes! He is truly worthy of being a great god! I firmly support your position! "
As his thoughts surged, Lin En directly obtained eleven boxes from the system mall, all lined up and suspended in front of his eyes.
"Well, as per the old rules, please invite the first dream chaser!"
The box on the far left opened, emitting a golden light.
"Hey, the first shot is the equipment. It's a pity that it's only gold. If it were red..."
Linn glanced at the ten boxes left next to him, and the smile returned to his face.
There will definitely be red equipment!
"Let me take a look at your attributes...what are they?"
What Linn fished out from the box was a small thing with a light. It looked very familiar.
【Bumpman Transformer】
Grade: gold
Quality: perfect
Equipment description: A special transformer with the power of light. The person holding this transformer can transform into an oversized giant and maintain the form for three minutes.
The user of the morpher is in an unbound state.
Transformers are reusable.
Note 1: Do you believe in light?
Remark 2: Raise your hands and lend your power to Sun Wu...to Aotuman!
"This thing...well, it's somewhat useful. Next one!"
Opened the second box directly.
No light.
"It's a skill! Let me see what a good thing it is!"
【Whispers of God】
Description: Language has power. When this skill is activated, language entities can be formed on the physical level to attack the enemy. The text generated by this skill can transcend languages and be forcibly understood by the other party through spiritual imprinting.
The effect of this skill changes with level and volume.
Note 1: The voice is the naked soul.
Note 2: I can tell the dead people alive!
"hiss……!"
Linn took a breath: "Stinky barrage attack?! Are you forcing yourself to understand? Can you hear it even if you cover your ears?! It's a bit... cruel...
Learn, learn, learn! "
Does this mean that from now on I will also be a man who brings his own barrage and sound effects? Linn still has a little expectation.
"Next!"
Purple light.
[Death Thorn Windbreaker]
Grade: purple
Quality: Excellent
Description: A windbreaker made from the skin of a mythical beast that the protagonist of a certain plane peeled off. It comes with a constant temperature, comes with color changes, and comes with damage repair. It can resist slashing to a certain extent and greatly reduce fire damage.
Note 1: Have you seen my head? Has anyone seen my head?
Note 2: In 792 of the Holy Light Era, the warg Sissel was beheaded in the Holy Abyss, and his head escaped on its own.
"Hey, it's not bad. It looks like Dante's body."
The windbreaker has a red leather exterior with red and black patterns engraved on it. It has a tight waist, a buckle for weapons on the back, and straps on the cuffs. It looks a lot like equipment in some games.
Lin En put it on directly and made it fit.
"Not bad, not bad. You can save money on clothes. Then, the next dream chaser!"
The moment you open the box, the light shines brightly.
"red!"
Lin eagerly reached out and grabbed a handful from the box. What he caught in his hand was a writing brush.
"A pen? A judge's pen? A fortune-telling pen?"
【Pen】
Grade: red
Quality: perfect
Description: A pen created by divine power and can only be made by the soul of a god.
Drawings drawn with this pen will be recognized as real objects and have full physical meaning.
There is a certain recognition deviation between the effect of this equipment and the actual one. The bread drawn by the user may only have no filling, but it can still fill the stomach, or it may turn into a caterpillar because the drawing is too abstract.
(Everything this equipment manifests has a certain time limit and cannot break the physical rules)
Note 1: There are infinite painting hands in the world, but a sad painting cannot be completed.
Note 2: Cut down the tree, grind the board, make paper, draw the tree on the paper, stick it on the board, and throw it away.
"Fuck! Ma Liang, the magic pen!"
Truly, a childhood dream come true!
Lin En really wants to try this pen now, even if it uses his blood as ink!
"Huh...huh...! Calm down, calm down! From now on, I, the wonderful painter Lin, must return to urban literature! Alas... why didn't I travel to ancient times..."
After muttering to herself for a long time, Lin En seemed to have seen the scene where her jaw would drop with shock if she repeated a sentence today, copied a poem tomorrow, or drew a tortoise.
"It's a pity, it's a pity~ I have to find a place to learn to draw. It's a pity, I also want to draw myself an invincibility charm and put it on my forehead..."
Next person!
Lin opened the box casually, and Lin En's mind was now filled with thoughts of painting the bald man's hair, and his thoughts were running wild.
At this moment, Lin En's eyes flashed with a dazzling red light.
"A-It's shipped again?! Damn it!"
He hurriedly reached out to fish it out, and what appeared in Lin En's hand was...
"Mobile phone? A red-grade mobile phone? Good guy, can you make a call to hell or what?"
(End of chapter)
