"Well, go to Fat Brother's BBQ and pack a dozen beef skewers and a dozen lamb skewers. Don't want the spicy ones. Then go to Shengji and buy a pound and a half of crayfish. Remember to tell the boss lady to cut the shrimp heads. It must be the boss lady. When I went to eat with the Countermeasures Bureau before, the boss lady remembered my face. You can just scan my face and she will definitely clean the crayfish thoroughly..."
"Then go to the COCO milk tea shop on Longkou East Road and buy a cup of pudding milk tea. That shop is open 24 hours a day, and then rush back immediately. Do you understand?"
The clone nodded, and Ren Suo let him go out with peace of mind, then turned off the lights in the living room and pretended that he was not there.
It was only in the past two days that Ren Suo suddenly realized that he didn't need to go out by himself at all.
He only needed to create the illusion that 'Ren Suo would go out in the early morning', but in fact, during this process, Ren Suo would not communicate with any acquaintances at all, and he was just playing with his mobile phone on the road.
So he sent his clone to go for a walk and buy some midnight snacks. The time saved could be used to practice or sleep.
Ren Suo calmed down and continued to practice.
According to the data stream, he is now at 93% of the first transformation, which is very close to the second transformation.
But in fact, his cultivation efficiency has dropped sharply in the past few days. If he hadn't triggered the "Luo Shen Jade Pendant", he might not be able to increase by 1% in half a day of cultivation, which is completely inconsistent with the 3% or 4% increase he could get in a day before.
Moreover, the feeling of physical fatigue becomes more obvious during practice, and the feeling after one cycle changes from the sour and refreshing feeling of "rubbing off all the old mud on the body" to the sour and painful feeling of "rubbing off the skin while rubbing off the old mud on the body".
It was as if the cyclone in his body was expanding.
Ren Suo estimated that his internal cyclone was now full. Before, his internal cyclone was a two-lane with not many cars, so his cultivation speed was fast; but now the cyclone was crowded with cars and there was no place for the spiritual energy to be stored, so the new spiritual energy he absorbed became a road roller, forcibly turning his two-lane cyclone into a four-lane cyclone, so the cultivation process was so slow and a little painful.
When the "Lotus Jade Pendant" returned to calm, Ren Suo also stopped practicing. He had a vague feeling that when the "Lotus Jade Pendant" was triggered, the cyclone would expand more efficiently, just like adding enzymes to a chemical reaction, so he was too lazy to spend extra time to slowly increase the cyclone's expansion speed.
This is a minor drawback of "data flow": it can accurately recognize the current state, but cannot accurately predict the future. It's like a 100-point test paper. The first 90 points can be quickly improved, but when writing the last 10 points of the test paper, you find that the difficulty of this question is completely different from the first 90 points.
When the clone returned with the midnight snack, Ren Suo checked the time and realized that he still had a few minutes left to exist, so he let himself make his clothes disappear before disappearing.
"However, the Xuanguo Countermeasure System will detect the existence of the ghost file on the fifth day..."
Although the speed of the countermeasures system's reaction was completely beyond his plan, it did not have much impact on Ren Suo's plan. Even if he ran into someone from the Countermeasures Bureau, he would have a reason to explain - he was a night owl.
But from the yellow-haired man on the first day to the night watch in the main cities on the fifth day, this speed is enough to prove the importance the countermeasure system attaches to the extraordinary forces.
Ren Suo wondered if he should warm up first, and after checking the intranet, he found that there was already a related discussion:
《Speculations on Asgard Members》
This discussion started after the video "Opening the Spiritual Treasure" was uploaded, that is, after the Monkey King dominated New York. This type of discussion is not only on the intranet, but also on other forums, and it is basically of this type:
"Since there is the Monkey King, isn't it normal that there is a successor to Taishang Laojun? And Taishang Laojun's predecessor, Li Dan, really existed."
"There must be Zhuge Kongming, with his feather fan and scarf, he looks like an immortal."
"Maybe it's not just the Orientals. The seekers aren't Orientals either. Maybe there's Merlin and King Arthur as well."
"We already have the Nine-Tailed Fox, so the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon can't be far behind, right?"
...Yes, this post is a water post with little reference value.
So Ren Suo first spammed other posts, pretended to have seen this post 'accidentally', and replied:
"The seekers themselves are not people who excel in martial arts or intelligence, but people with great perseverance who have a diligent heart. Therefore, I think that the Immortal Palace is not necessarily full of people with extraordinary combat power, meticulous planning, and proficient in destruction. There should be some members who are proficient in food, clothing, housing, transportation, music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, right? For example, the God of Speed Dai Zong, the chess master Huang Longshi, the Taoyuan painter Zhang Fei, and so on..."
This answer is just a superficial one. Anyway, it will be a victory if I can get some research points.
While having a midnight snack, Ren Suo began his sixth day of wandering - this time it was Mexico City.
As expected of a city ranked fifth in "Hidden Concentration", it was the first time that Ren Suo was able to go on a ghost trip without having to think about it - more than half of the customers were real demons, a number that perfectly surpassed Mumbai, where Peacock had been.
Occasionally there were a few half-demons, and Ren Suo would simply feed them shit: these customers were too unruly.
"There's no turning back now." said the middle-aged gunman who had killed nine people. It was obvious that he really wanted to shoot the female shop owner, but under the great rules of the game, he had to finish the plate of fried rice in front of him that allowed him to experience the feeling of 'his son took a taxi away as soon as he was born, his wife divorced him and took away the family property, and his dog was captured by the Xuan people to make soup.'
"There's no turning back now." said the handsome middle-aged man who was dating nine women at once. He was the first customer to reveal his naked desire to the female owner, so Ren Suo gave him a little "fear" + "love" + "celebration". Then he seemed to fall into the illusion of some festival, muttering "Why did the nine of you come together?" He was unable to move and was beaten to a pulp by the female owner.
"There's no turning back." As a public toilet spy for nine gangs, the life experience recounted by this afro young man did not even contain a single keyword. He cheated Ren Suo out of the holy water that he had bought with 2 points of merit. Ren Suo then hung him up and beat him up, making him understand the truth that 'you traitor, you will pay for what you have done sooner or later.'
This sixth day of the exodus took Ren Suo more than ten hours.
Mexico City is not difficult, but most of the supplies obtained in the previous five days have been consumed: there are too many battles, and the female shopkeeper’s health has been depleted too much, so she has to take drugs.
Moreover, the boss of Mexico City is a big drug lord. Not to mention his attack power, he has a lot of blood. He even has a skill, which is to take drugs. Each time he takes drugs, he replenishes half of his blood, thus dragging the battle into a war of attrition.
Ren Suo fought for the first time, but the boss used up all his supplies and he was brutally killed.
He learned from his mistakes, and when he fought the boss for the second time after reloading the save file, he had maintained high health in the previous battles. Therefore, he did not need to spend a round to recover health when fighting the boss. Regardless of his own rapidly decreasing health, he still managed to defeat the boss with low health.
He had a very enjoyable and painful day of fighting, and he was also a little sleepy - he hadn't slept for two or three days.
Therefore, he sat down at Dong Chengling's house and closed his eyes to rest for a while. It was not until the dinner started that he saw Gu Yueyan sitting next to him.
"Huh? I thought you were going to stay home until school starts." Ren Suo used this sentence as a greeting. After saying this, he drooped his eyelids again - it seems that he has really used up all the cat's sleep time.
"Why, are you unhappy to see me?" Gu Yueyan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Are you afraid that I will disturb the world of two people between you and Teacher Dong?"
"yes."
While speaking, Ren Suo shook his head, making it look like he was nodding.
Gu Yueyan was speechless for a moment and remained silent. He took the initiative to walk into the kitchen to help Dong Chengling.
After the three of them sat down, Dong Chengling asked the same question as Ren Suo: "Xiaoyan, why don't you stay at home until school starts? Don't you want to spend more time with your family?"
Gu Yueyan naturally changed her words. She said calmly, "There was no one at home, so I came here."
Dong Chengling: "I remember your brother seems to be a countermeasure monk as well. Are your parents very busy?"
"Father and his wife went on a trip."
Ren Suo, who was drinking fish soup, finally came to his senses after hearing this. The main reason was that "father" was not followed by "mother" but "his wife", which made the gossipy Ren Suo vaguely feel that there was a story behind the 7 o'clock family TV series.
However, Dong Chengling was not a fool. He did not continue to ask questions, but looked at Gu Yueyan thoughtfully.
"Is your roommate back?"
"No, Xiaoyu went home a few days ago." Gu Yueyan smiled and said, "This way I can occupy the training position in the dormitory alone and strive to be promoted to the second level before school starts!"
At this time, Ren Suo suddenly reached out his hand and rubbed Gu Yueyan's head. She was stunned for a moment and had no time to react. When Ren Suo retracted his hand, she said angrily: "What are you doing?!"
"Well, you won't be able to get promoted within a month." Ren Suo said calmly.
"How do you know!?" Gu Yueyan said angrily while fixing her hair.
"If I have to explain why, I judged based on your measurements, age, appearance, and the shower gel and hair toner you used..."
"You're the one using hair tonic!"
Dong Chengling interrupted their quarrel, looked at Gu Yueyan and said, "In that case, why don't you stay at my house for the next few days?"
"ha?"
"Didn't I tell you that you can treat me as your sister?" Dong Chengling gently touched Gu Yueyan's head: "You will be bored living in the dormitory alone, right? Why don't you live with your sister before your roommate comes back?"
Dong Chengling smiled again and said, "But I'm also a very boring person. I wonder if you would mind..."
"I don't mind!" Gu Yueyan said immediately, "But I'm afraid I'll bother you too much."
"As long as you are willing, there will be no disturbance." Dong Chengling said.
Gu Yueyan bit her lip, quickly and secretly glanced at the sleepy Ren Suo, and nodded: "Then...thank you, teacher."
Dong Chengling smiled and said, "Then you can move in tomorrow. I'll clean the guest room tonight. Here, I've just learned how to make this dish of braised pork with rattan sticks..."
After dinner, Ren Suo said, "I'll wash the dishes tonight, and it will be your turn tomorrow at noon."
"Yeah." Gu Yueyan didn't say anything and left first.
Then Ren Suo finished washing the dishes and left Dong Chengling's house, and met Gu Yueyan again downstairs.
It feels like this place has become their secret meeting place.
"I'm very sleepy tonight and can't be a traveling therapist." Ren Suo said first and yawned, which was very convincing.
"It's not that." Gu Yueyan took out a notebook and handed it to him. Ren Suo took it and saw that it was a photo album.
"I have processed all the photos from our last trip to Xiang City, and they are all in here." Gu Yueyan said, "I think I should give you a copy."
"Oh, thank you." Ren Suo took a look and found that it was indeed a photo of himself and Gu Yueyan playing in Xiang City. "I rarely have physical photos of myself. The ones you took are quite beautiful. I am in every shot..."
Gu Yueyan suddenly snatched the notebook, took out the last page and returned it to him. Ren Suo was stunned: "What's wrong?"
"I noticed that one of the photos I took was really ugly, so I decided not to give it to you."
Gu Yueyan left without looking back.
Ren Suo scratched his head, took the photo album and hurried home. After washing up quickly, he looked at the photo album again before going to bed.
"Yeah, this is a really nice photo. I can just photoshop out Gu Yueyan and send it back home as a recent photo of my life."
When flipping through the pages, Ren Suo discovered words written on the back of the photo.
There was a long list of foreign languages he didn't recognize. It was behind every picture on every page, and each language was different, but there was no English or Chinese.
Ren Suo recognized that one of them was Arabic. He suddenly had an idea and looked up the translation of "I love you" in Arabic.
A comparison shows that they are completely different.
"Tsk, isn't it said that incomprehensible foreign languages are basically confessions of love?" Although Ren Suo is not handsome, he has beautiful dreams.
The next second, sleepiness struck, and Ren Suo could no longer resist it. He stuffed the photo album into the bookcase and fell asleep on the bed.
On the other side, Gu Yueyan looked at the photo in her hand. It was taken when she and Ren Suo were rafting. It was also the most intimate photo of them through the lens effect.
Turning to the back, there is a line of words written in beautiful handwriting:
"There's no going back now."