Chapter 8: Feel like a fable story

As the body stopped functioning, a familiar system tone sounded in the ear.
"Ding Dong ~"
... I have entered the interface of the modifier! !! !! !!
Putian celebrates yooooooooooo! !! !!
There are dense data and charts in front of me. New reminders pop up from time to time. After thinking about it for many days, I finally came into contact with the familiar interface of this style of painting. I really want to send thirty frogs ecstatic dance emoticons to brush my screen to express my Carnival.
I scanned it roughly, and the screen is full of data of this world, but many options are gray. I know this means that you need to go to the local server to obtain system permissions, which may be a key, and may require a physical server.
However, there are a few basic options for the main character in the middle. The file has been named "Jun Xuanheng". It seems that this row of data is my ability value.
[君 璇 衡]-[edit] [save]
Qi and blood: 30/100
Revision: 5
Dexterity: 5
Defense: 5
Experience: 5
Wisdom: 5-system permissions
Martial Arts: None
Money: 0
Reputation: None-System permissions
Status: None-System permissions
My file name was listed a lot, and I only scanned the beginning. Looking at the introduction, ordinary people are full of blood and the upper limit is 100, and the 70 that I am missing is just emptied by Zeque. In fact, I don't really know the specific meaning and effect of these data, but visual inspection is almost the same as playing a game. After thinking about which ones should be changed first, I lost a few more zeros in the Qi and Blood box. The multi-resistance point is always prepared, and I cut it to the box. I ’m changing it to the side. .
>>> Do you want to open the real-time monitoring window? [→ No]
real time? Yeah, I do n’t know what happened to Ye Tan ... Just click it, and a small projection window pops up next to it.
Ye Tan was holding my body—when my consciousness cut to the modifier window, there was no sign of life, and he really thought I had stopped eating—awaiting the vast arrow rain that came.
I was scared by a shock, before returning to God, knocked ESC back out.
I flew up and held Ye Tan and rolled it aside. He looked like he was scared by me who was suddenly a corpse. My brain was even blank:
Did I just save it? ? ? !! !! !!
The ultimate cosmic problem that once accompanied so many beings in the world for a long time was quickly answered. It wasn't too good to roll over, and Arrow Rain still hit a lot. I stayed above Ye Tan to try to cover him, and there was a bit of pain in the back.
... Although it hurts, it doesn't hurt to feel it. If I were still the little with only 30 health, I would have died soon.
Tears excitedly: I saved! !!
The good habit I have developed over the years has saved my life! !! Oooooooooooooooh, I love myself! !! Weep and cry! !!
In an instant, Ye Tan experienced a lot of sadness and joy, and his brain was obviously not very bright. He held my face and asked, "You cry ...?"
"Well, I didn't cry, this is the tears of joy." The creator salted fish for many days and was bullied by Xiao Xiao, at this moment finally turned around and became a big brother! !!
When I got up, I was going to do well, but Ye Tan held me in horror and pulled me back into his arms: "Master, you have been badly hurt on your back, so don't worry about it ..."
Although he tried to hold me down, he said strangely. I could feel that if I tried hard, I would definitely bounce him away. Recently, he could easily lift up my curled-up me, he must have great strength.
I was suspicious, and I remembered that before I quit the modifier, the cursor was in the repair box.
... I don't know when I was in a turbulent mood, in the end of the repair box ... How many 0 ...? ?
Zeque also saw my corpse from a distance, and brought a sword to prepare for the knife.
Ye Tan probably thought that I was going to give someone away, and he refused to let go. I had to hold his hand affectionately.
His face turned red first, I didn't know what brilliant imagination he had made, and then he reacted, his face changed again: "Master, why is your internal force suddenly so ..."
He didn't know how to continue, and he must have never seen such a rich and profound cultivation. I don't even know how many 0s I knocked on.
After some internal force to protect his heart, I patted Ye Tan's shoulder in comfort, and he finally let go. Get up and tidy up the clothes and look around for any available props. Seeing the buns scattered on the ground, he picked it up and weighed it.
I just hit a lot of rubble and masonry. I don't want to hurt my life, I definitely can't use it. That is, this bun is soft and mild, elastic enough, thin skin filling, fragrant at the entrance ... wait for me to eat.
Settled down, busy pulling the bun out of his mouth. I felt ample inhalation around the circle, and I felt awful, facing Shenque, who was close at hand, said:
"... Don't come over. Go down this bun and you might die."
This sentence drifted into his ear, and became a arrogant provocation. Zeque's sword was infiltrated with anger, and he tried to control the anger to pull the cold mang out of the sheath.
My advantage now is only blood tank and internal force. Although it is resistant, if the head is flying, it will hang. Zeque is an orthodox warrior. I must not be able to fight him in terms of speed. I really am a cash machine when I fight ... I wo n’t kill him, he will come to kill Ye Tan, alas, let ’s upgrade it ... ...
I squeezed the soft bun that I had bitten for a while, put a little internal force, and threw it gently.
At the moment of letting go, the soft object had turned into steel, roaring and raging away with the thunder, and the wind and the storm surged between the heavens and the earth. Only the sound of roar rang through Xiaoyu, which flattened several houses all the way The smoke and dust covered the sight, and the people forgot to exclaim, but the sound of the collapse of the remaining houses was endless.
... I feel like I'm super fierce ...
The dust dispersed halfway, and the people around him were coughed and coughed. Zeque gradually emerged from the dust, still maintaining the posture of drawing a sword. It was only that the sword had been cut in half with the sheath on it, and blood stains had leaked from the arm, and even more exaggerated bones were exposed.
He was so terrified that he couldn't feel the pain at all, even without the sword falling to the ground.
... I, I am crooked ...? ?
I also stumbled for a long time, returning from the pretense of failure, shaking my clothes to hide the embarrassment. It seems that the effect is pretty good, so we don't care about the small things that deviate from this area.
He was trying to invite Yegong to Yetan, but he saw a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and it was not good. He wanted to come to be too close to me and was injured by Jianqi. Blame me for being obsessed with obsession, forgetting to care about others, and tired him to suffer ... Hey.
With this injury, I don't know how to act ... When I look back, I just saw the BMW incense car brought by Zeque and gladly requisitioned it. As soon as the quake was exposed, the attendants respected me. The first robber move was very pleasant.
"Let's go." I pulled the carriage over and called him on.
Ye Tan had not returned yet, and asked me blankly, "Where?"
I hugged him and returned to the car. I shifted my internal force against my wrist and said, "I wish I could catch up with lunch."

[Central thought of this chapter] Just, really, everyone must develop the habit of keeping it at hand. I believe that it's not just me who suffers. [Deep face
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