Returning to his room, Song Luo glanced around the room, azure light suddenly burst out between his eyes, and he began to check the situation in the entire room.
Soon, Song Luo found two miniature cameras at the entrance of the door. After checking carefully, he found that there was nothing else except these two miniature cameras.
After checking the cameras, Song Luo breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the bed, and prepared to breathe.
About half an hour later, Song Luo opened his eyes again, glanced at the surrounding scenery, and couldn't help but relax, officially confirming that no one was monitoring him.
It’s not that Song Luo has no confidence in this place, but because he has a secret and cannot expose it to the sight of others.
Taking a deep breath, the nightmare power between Song Luo's fingers instantly spread.
Today in the haunted house, Song Luo didn't know what was going on, but he actually gained a lot of nightmare energy.
Maybe it was because his performance in the haunted house was too scary?
Song Luo wasn't quite sure what was going on.
Song Luo's current nightmare energy is not that high. If nothing unexpected happens, he should not be able to restore the complete version of the ghost nun one-to-one.
However, it is impossible to restore a complete version, but there is no problem in making a defective version.
As soon as he thought of this, Song Luo's eyes brightened. He took out the "Ghost Heart" from his game backpack and prepared to start his first serious "Evil Beast" fusion.
The insects before? That was not a fusion at all. In Song Luo's opinion, the insects before were just a casual attempt. This time was a true fusion.
You can't be impatient about this kind of thing, you have to be careful and take your time.
Recalling the ghost nun he had just experienced this morning, Song Luo took a deep breath and thought about it, and the black mist began to swirl wildly in his palm.
Little by little, he began to fabricate the story.
It's a wonderful feeling.
Song Luo felt like a creator, creating a creature.
Even if this creature is different, incomplete, and imperfect.
nose……
mouth……
Eye……
As the fusion proceeded step by step, time slowly slipped away between Song Luo's fingers. It was unknown how much time had passed before Song Luo completed his masterpiece.
Wearing black clothes and a black hat, she looks like a graceful nun.
Of course, if you don’t look at the face.
Song Luo's face-shaping skills were not very good. After working on it for a long time, he could only "borrow" from the ghost nun he met before, and made his eyeballs white and sealed his mouth and nose with cotton thread.
As a result, Song Luo discovered that the ghost nun in front of him was actually scarier than the original one.
After all, the original ghost nun at least looks like a nun.
And this ghost nun created by Song Luo...
Well, just like the nurse in Silent Hill, only scary.
Forget it, appearance is not important, what matters is function.
As long as there are no functional problems, Song Luo feels that he doesn't need to care too much about appearance.
You're not choosing a wife, why should you be so careful?
This is all Song Luo could think about.
There's nothing I can do about it, that's it.
After all, Song Luo's face-shaping skills are just at this level, and there's no way to improve them. It's a foregone conclusion, and there's nothing to say.
The nun stood motionless in front of Song Luo, staring at him with her eyes rolled back. Her mouth and nose were sealed tightly with cotton thread, making her look strange and terrifying.
"sit down."
"Stand up."
"Dance."
“…”
While Song Luo was giving his orders, he fell into deep thought.
The nun can implement some basic commands perfectly.
But the nun was still a little unclear about complex behaviors like 'dancing'.
"Patrol this room!"
After issuing this command, the nun was able to fully understand what she was saying and began to patrol the entire room in an irregular manner, her movements were extremely stiff, just like when she was in the haunted house.
The only difference is that the current strength of the nun is equivalent to the level of entering the second level. According to the current situation, she should be stronger than the average second-level transcendent, which can be regarded as giving herself an extra summoned beast.
Song Luo suddenly realized that he seemed to be heading towards the summoner.
Why are there summons everywhere?
After the experiment was completed, Song Luo exhaled, waved his hand, and the nun began to become illusory.
The black fog quickly spread in it, turning into black air, quickly blending into Song Luo's sleeves and disappearing.
The entire room returned to its previous tranquility.
Only wisps of black air remained in this large room.
It looks like it will take a while for the black fog to dissipate completely.
Seeing this, Song Luo nodded thoughtfully and prepared to start today's practice.
As this black fog moves, it is inevitable that some clues will remain, like the building.
It would naturally take a lot of time for Song Luo to hide the clues.
Under such circumstances, Song Luo took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, glanced at the time, and unknowingly it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.
It's already nine o'clock in the evening.
Song Luo couldn't help but feel a sudden realization.
No wonder some people say that time does not exist in cultivation, and a thousand years pass in the blink of an eye.
Since becoming a transcendent, Song Luo discovered that his concept of time had become very shallow, and he felt that time was passing faster and faster.
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