In the dim room, the mandrill was contentedly licking his bright red lips that were stained with an unknown amount of blood after the successful attack. He looked faintly at the lizard spirit that had just escaped from Chen Fan's grasp.
If this little thing hadn't come to report to him, he would have only been one step away from entering the upper level of ordinary spirit ghosts - the shadow demon's mandrill might not have been able to find such a powerful prey.
But now, the mandrill who had just eaten Chen Fan's head felt that he could take that step at any time, and naturally he would not have any thoughts of occupying the remaining leftovers.
After all, if you want a horse to run, you have to feed it, right?
So, it gently waved its short arms, which were completely out of proportion to the huge head and almost comically thin, to signal the lizard Yin Spirit and the Pigeon Yin Spirit to dispose of Chen Fan's remaining body as they pleased. It was satisfied.
After receiving the approval from the mandrill, the lizard Yin spirit eagerly jumped on Chen Fan's body. It was almost killed by Chen Fan with a knife. It turned its remaining one eye and rushed towards Chen Fan's right arm full of resentment, while the pigeon Yin spirit Ling Ze flapped his wings and landed on Chen Fan's chest, ready to tear open the chest and eat out Da Bu's heart.
Just when the two low-level Yin spirits were about to feast, a sudden change occurred.
The headless corpse that was supposed to be dead suddenly raised its hands, pinched the fragile necks of the lizard Yin Spirit and the Dove Yin Spirit one by one, and then gently twisted them with force.
With two crisp clicks, the lizard Yinling and the pigeon Yinling had their necks broken casually, and their eyes were full of doubts and confusion before they died.
Afterwards, the two dead Yin spirits turned into white ash and were sucked into the headless cavity by the headless corpse.
The mandrill next to him, who had not reacted at all, finally came to his senses at this time. He opened his bloody mouth and was about to roar and use his power to eat the whole corpse. However, a white arm thrust into its throat like lightning, and used a hard He pressed his elbow against its fangs.
Afterwards, under the mandrill's horrified gaze, the headless corpse slowly began to glow with black mist from the bitten neck, and then quickly formed into the head he had just swallowed.
However, although the face of the reassembled head was exactly the same, the corners of the mouth that cracked like a laugh, the dark whites of the eyes and the cross-shaped pupils made the mandrill feel a chill.
"Uh ah -" In the deep moan, the black and white hair parted straight in the middle grew crazily from the bare scalp and stopped until it reached her waist.
Finally, under Ye Yi's horrified gaze, the resurrected Chen Fan suddenly reached deep into the mandrill's mouth, grabbed its heart hidden in its thin body, and began to wrestle with each other.
The only weapon was temporarily sealed by Chen Fan with his own arm, and he refused to let go even if it was bitten by fangs until it was bloody and about to break. Knowing that he was at a disadvantage, the mandrill felt his heart skip a beat, and a faint wave of excitement appeared all over his body. Black and gray.
At the critical moment of life and death, Mandrill actually planned to forcibly advance to a higher level of shadow demon!
Looking at Chen Fan with a mocking expression, Mandrill Xin said that when I have entered the shadow demon class, I will bite off the arm that is stuffed into my mouth, and then cut you into pieces!
Seeing that the situation suddenly took a turn for the worse against the resurrected Chen Fan, Ye Yi finally couldn't help but stand up on the bed. Just as he was about to make a move, he was shaken by a loud noise behind him.
The door that had been kicked to pieces crashed down, and Chen Fan's father, who was filled with murderous intent, stepped into the room holding a double-barreled shotgun engraved with runes, and directly met Chen Fan's eyes, who turned around in surprise.
The next moment, Chen Fan's father pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Bong!
After the deafening roar, the corpse of the mandrill, whose upper half of its face was smashed, swayed slightly, then turned into pieces of white ash and scattered.
Seeing that he was finally out of the crisis, Chen Fan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt that his body that was full of strength just now softened, causing him to fall weakly on the bed.
The next moment, Chen Fan's mother, whose face was full of anxiety, reached out to support Chen Fan's shaky body. She couldn't help but shed tears when she looked at his right arm, which had almost half of its bones bitten off.
Seeing his mother's tears dripping into the wound, Chen Fan was so stung that he grimaced, but in the end he did not want to let go of his caring mother.
After searching the room with his gun, Chen Fan's father finally breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there was no threat. He put down the double-barreled shotgun with white smoke still coming from the muzzle. He frowned and was about to ask Chen Fan what was going on. , the family in the room heard an earth-shattering noise from the door.
Amid the stunned expressions of the three people, a tall woman in a black suit rushed into her villa first, brandishing a high-tech pistol in her hand and shouting: "Los Angeles City Administration Action Team! Uncle Dean, are you okay?" ! Your son was eaten to death by the Yin spirit!"
As soon as he finished shouting, the team leader was horrified to notice a family of three with different but complicated expressions in Chen Fan's room.
The team leader was startled and wondered what was going on with the huge amount of bleeding in the surveillance footage. Then he saw Chen Fan's bloody and bloody arm.
In the awkward silence, Chen Fan was the first to break the silence:
"What's inside...can you stop the bleeding for me first?"
Ten minutes later, Chen Fan looked at his right arm, which was wrapped in layers like a freshly baked mummy, with a hesitant expression.
However, Chen Fan's father didn't hesitate so much and snorted directly from his nostrils:
"Hmph! With Chen Fan's recovery speed after awakening, even if the bones are broken, they will be able to grow back in a few hours. If you have time, the bandage is so good now, why didn't you come to help earlier?"
The team leader, who was ridiculed by the yin and yang, could only stand aside and smile awkwardly: "Well... Dean Chen Yang... we were indeed negligent this time, but..."
As soon as he said the word "but", the team leader's remaining words were pushed back by Chen Fan's mother's sharp gaze, and he had to shut his mouth and stand still.
There was no way, if his team hadn't arrived so slowly, Chen Fan probably wouldn't have had to wear a bandage.
What's more, who would let him shout that his son is dead as soon as he enters the door?
The team leader shrank his head in embarrassment, but Chen Fan used his good left hand to raise the blood-stained booklet and looked at the uneasy team leader with slightly raised eyebrows:
"Ahem, I have a question, that... this lady?"
Hearing Chen Fan's words, the team leader forced a smile: "Hu Weijiu, you can call me Team Hu...forget it, just call me Sister Xiaojiu."
"Okay, Sister Xiaojiu, I want to ask, the prevention manual issued by your Los Angeles City Administration Bureau clearly states that ghosts like Yin Ling will only appear to hunt when the prey is extremely weak, so why? I'm still energetic and the Yin spirits jump out? And there are three of them at once?"
Waving the booklet in his hand, Chen Fan's face was full of confusion.
"Ah this..." Although I really want to say that this is because no one expected that you were actually a qualified person, which led to you becoming a piece of fat meat in the eyes of the spirit ghosts and taking risks, let alone three spirit ghosts. They all took a fancy to you, and one of them has been tested as a half-step Shadow Demon...
But after Hu Weijiu glanced at the shotgun in Chen Yang's hand that had a barrel full of inscriptions, she immediately used her stiff facial muscles to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying:
"Sorry, this is an isolated case. Our Los Angeles City Administration made a mistake."
"Oh, that's it." Unexpectedly, as the person involved and the victim, Chen Fan didn't seem to mind this kind of thing. He put down the booklet and touched his waist-length hair:
"Then, can I still change my appearance?"
Seeing the cracks at the corners of Chen Fan's mouth and the dark whites of his eyes, Hu Weijiu hesitated for a moment in Chen Fan's hopeful gaze, but still shook her head:
"Sorry, you belong to a very special type of awakening. Once awakened, a large amount of spiritual power will transform your body to make it more adaptable to itself, and the changes caused in this process are irreversible."
As soon as he said these words, Chen Yang moved his hands slightly, and the thick barrel of the gun glowed with a cold iron color:
"In other words, my only son not only almost died because of the inaction of you idiots, but he even became a floating spirit?!"
Faced with the accusations made by Chen Yang, who was hiding his anger under his calm appearance, Hu Weijiu became hardened at this time:
"Dean Chen Yang, Chen Fan's current situation is indeed caused by our team's failure to respond in time, but I think if you hadn't been too disgusted with us Piao Ling, Chen Fan might not have delayed reporting to us for so long! "
Chen Yang's face darkened when he heard this, and his fingers unconsciously rubbed the barrel of the shotgun.
But he never refuted Hu Weijiu's words.
"Ahem, I'm sorry, can you let me finish the question?" With a slight cough, Chen Fan raised his intact left arm to show that he still had questions that needed to be answered.
After giving Hu Weijiu a cold glance, Chen Yang sighed and turned around and walked out of the room.
Before leaving, he patted Chen Yang's mother, Zhang Cai, on the shoulder: "Let's go, help me put the gun back."
Looking at Chen Fan reluctantly, Zhang Cai finally let go of Chen Fan's hand that she had been holding, got up and followed Chen Yang out of the room.
With a click, the door closed.
Chen Fan, who was sitting by the bed, pointed to the chair next to Hu Weijiu with his left hand, and then he held Ye Yi on his lap and asked calmly while petting the cat:
"Since I have become a floating spirit now, do I have to work with you in the Management Bureau?"
Surprised by Chen Fan's calmness and calmness, Hu Weijiu did not mince words and nodded directly:
"You are right. Just like what is written in the manual, any floating spirit must report his or her situation to the Administration or the Special Preparation Bureau. As for you... there is a high probability that you will not be able to come back. But don't Worry, if you really want to work, whether it's a civilian position or an action team, the bureau will arrange suitable positions."
After listening to Hu Weijiu's unabashed answer, Chen Fan fell into deep thought.
Hu Weijiu did not disturb him and sat on the chair to give Chen Fan plenty of time to think about the future.
After a while, Chen Fan finally summoned up the courage to ask the question he was most concerned about:
"The manual says that all floating spirits will have a good thing called a spiritual contract to awaken their own abilities. Then the spiritual contract can be transformed into a suitable type according to the ability of the floating spirit?"
Although she was a little surprised as to why Chen Fan cared about this instead of what she should do in the future, Hu Weijiu nodded and said that what the manual said was correct.
So, Chen Fan licked his lips excitedly and asked the question he wanted to know most:
"Then...is there any spiritual contract with Piao Ling, which is a giant armor?"
After being stunned for a moment, a clear snicker immediately appeared on Hu Weijiu's face: "You know, people in the West think that the sickle is a prop that symbolizes harvesting food, while agriculture has four distinct seasons, and it is very important to the time of the year. Time is the most sensitive, right?”
Although he didn't understand why Hu Weijiu suddenly mentioned this, Chen Fan still nodded to show that he understood.
Seeing Chen Fan nod, Hu Weijiu continued:
"Therefore, in many Western works, the God of Death holds a sickle in his hand, which symbolizes harvest and longevity. In Babylon, there is an upgrade path called the God of Death, and the strongest person in this path has a spiritual contract with him. An agricultural harvester that turns into a robot.”
After hearing what Hu Weijiu said, Chen Fan's eyes suddenly lit up.
But at the same time, he also keenly caught a word that he had never seen in the manual: "Upgrade route? What is this?"
"Oh, this..." It seemed that she didn't know whether to say it or not, but after Hu Weijiu accidentally saw the auto chess game displayed on the repaired computer screen, she thought she could give Chen Fan a brief explanation:
"I see you also play League of Legends? Then you should be able to understand the upgrade of heroes in the game, right?"
He thought that the gameplay of League of Legends was almost useless, and he just chose to play chess to relax, but Chen Fan still nodded: "Of course, I started playing during the closed beta, and the highest rank was diamond two."
After saying this, Chen Fan couldn't help but sigh:
"It's a pity. Three or four years ago, when I first entered high school, the league became popular. A bunch of ignorant guys came in and completely ruined the fun of the game. It was so disgusting that I had no choice but to play chess. ”
However, what he didn't expect was that Hu Weijiu immediately became energetic after hearing Chen Fan's complaint:
"Oh, you're so right. In the past, when playing games, everyone would just pick up the slack. If you were lagging behind, you would feel embarrassed, and then you would practice in private to improve your strength. But now, it's so disgusting when your teammates blame others for being cheated. you."
"Isn't that right? And with this excellent matching mechanism, we often do weird things. At the worst time, we even have to drag four players against each other. As a result, the opponents are all different professions."
"That's right, I'm telling you, I'm always envious of the people on the other side. I've been playing for so long and I've never met a master who can help me win. They're all talented people who are good at it and love to take the blame."
"Then he can only spray you. You don't even say a few words to him. If you retort, he will kill you or hang up. What's even more disgusting is to hang up after giving him a blow. He doesn't agree to surrender in advance. You even have the nerve to report him after you go out. you."
After sighing in perfect agreement, Chen Fan and Hu Weijiu spoke in unison:
"The trap is like the tide!"
Then a brief silence fell on the room.
