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The system was silent.
It comforted itself that at least now it had not received the news that the world was collapsing.
This means Ji Congwu is not dead yet.
...It doesn't ask for anything else now, it just wants the big villain to be able to breathe.
At this moment, Sang Luo made a "tsk" sound and looked at the charred shoes:
"I should have put him in these worn-out shoes."
There was regret in his tone.
It seems like I regretted my hasty actions just now.
system:"……"
Suddenly I felt happy for the villain.
Being swallowed by space is better than being stuffed into a broken shoe and whipped.
It tried to hold back, but couldn't help but say, "Host, Ji Congwu seems to also have a spatial element? Why was he swallowed up by space so easily?"
Is he too weak, or is Sang Luo too strong?
Or there may be other reasons.
The system can't help but be curious.
Sang Luo: "He has the space system? How come I didn't know that?"
The system reminds: "He took out a gun."
Sang Luo turned his wrist, and the gun that Ji Congwu had just used appeared in his palm.
system:"……"
I have no idea when she snatched it away.
Sang Luo fiddled with the silver gun with his fingers and said thoughtfully, "If nothing unexpected happens, his spatial system is fake."
system:"?"
Sang Luo: "The gold system is also fake."
system:"??"
Once again, it couldn't understand its host's words.
What is fake?
Are there fake superpowers?
Sang Luo did not explain.
Because that's just how she feels.
The system cannot scan data from the previous quarter.
Sang Luo also couldn't tell what kind of special abilities the other party had, or what accompanying talents he had.
——Among the dozens of companion talents contributed by Li Shuwei, there is one [Know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles], whose ability is to see the supernatural powers and companion talents of the same level or lower than your own level.
Sang Luo transferred the energy of the other two systems of supernatural powers to the space system, forcibly upgrading the space system to S-level.
But Ji Congwu's special abilities and accompanying talents are still not visible.
Either the opponent's level is higher than S, or his ability is so special that [Know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated] cannot recognize it.
Sang Luo then judged based on her feelings.
Come up with an answer.
"This person's ability may be to disguise himself as any type."
system:"!"
It thought about it carefully and felt that it was very likely.
This special ability, which is different from others, seems to be particularly consistent with the setting of the ultimate villain's combat power ceiling.
Being able to disguise oneself as any type of superpower, doesn't that mean one is proficient in all types of superpowers?
It feels so dazed and ashamed.
My host had a brief exchange with the villain and got to know his background clearly.
As an auxiliary system, it played no role at all.
Sang Luo did not leave immediately.
She took some effort to dig the ghostly butterfly out from somewhere underground.
Obviously, it was buried by Ji Congwu.
The moment it saw Sang Luo, the Ghostly Shadow Butterfly, which had thought itself dead, burst into tears of joy. It howled and cursed:
"Damn it, that pervert! I watched over him for a whole day and night, and when he woke up, he took the note you left and attacked me."
"Master," rescued by Sang Luo, this was the first time he called out "Master" with genuine emotion, "Did that pervert attack you? Did you kill him?"
"You must have killed him!"
It didn't see Ji Congwu.
The pair of blood-red compound eyes of the ghostly butterfly, which always flashed violently, now shone brightly:
"Your humble mount faithfully requests that you grant me that perverted corpse."
It wants to eat him bite by bite to feel relieved!
Sang Luo looked at its wings, which were dirty and no longer shiny, and the broken parts that had not yet grown back, and frowned:
"Go and clean yourself. If your wings don't recover in three days, you will be my first specimen."
Ghostly Butterfly: ???
It stared blankly at the disappearing Devil Sang, and it took a few seconds to react.
In other words, if it still can't "go to work" within three days, it's doomed?!
“…”
Damn it.
How could it dare to think about eating the pervert?
He hurriedly searched for water and a way to restore his wings.
At the same time, a few kilometers away was the power supply station.
An old man in his sixties stood hunched over on a high place, staring at the sky silently.
There was a middle-aged man standing behind him. When he heard the old man cough, Sun Bin hurriedly said:
"Mr. Du, it's cold outside. You just recovered from your injury. Why don't you go back to the house first?"
When thunder roared and a recruitment notice composed of lightning appeared in the sky, he immediately came to find Mr. Du.
——Thought that the strange phenomenon in the sky was caused by Mr. Du.
The reason for this speculation is that Mr. Du is a powerful lightning master!
Thanks to him, those employees working at the power supply station were lucky enough to survive.
Mr. Du was originally the father of a staff member at the power supply station.
In order to stay with his son, he took a cleaning job at the power station.
When the virus broke out, his son was unfortunately infected.
Later, Mr. Du killed his son with his own hands and took out the crystal core from his head.
After awakening his lightning powers, Mr. Du became the leader of the survivors at the power station, and everyone was protected by him.
After learning that a safe base had been established in the north, most people proposed to go to the base, but Mr. Du did not agree.
In his words, his son died here, his home is here, this is his roots, and he won't go anywhere else.
Some power station employees who had awakened special abilities felt that it would become increasingly dangerous if they continued to stay, so they resolutely left.
What remains are some ordinary people without any special abilities, and some people with low levels of special abilities.
Everyone lived in peace and stability for a few months.
Although there were always some unfortunate deaths along the way, overall, life was pretty good.
Mr. Du also has people generate electricity every day.
It is said that since they live here, they are living well.
So if we continue to keep the entire city powered, there will always be more survivors.
Until a few days ago, a large monster attacked.
The power supply equipment was severely damaged and could no longer be used - and repairs were unaffordable.
Since then, the power supply to the entire city, which had lasted for several months, was cut off.
In order to save everyone, Mr. Du was seriously injured.
There is only one Wood type in their group, and his awakening is D level.
As a result, Mr. Du’s injury was only healed today.
But he is old.
Even if you recover, your body will not be as good as before.
When a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky, everyone who knew that Mr. Du was a lightning element immediately speculated whether it was related to Mr. Du.
So he sent Sun Bin over to ask some questions.
But Mr. Du shook his head and said no, then he stared at the sky without saying a word.
Sun Bin didn't dare to make a sound to disturb him.
From his words, we can get a piece of information - there is another lightning system in this city!
Looking at this operation, the opponent's ability level should be higher than that of Mr. Du.
…
After coughing, Mr. Du waved at Sun Bin.
Only after the lightning in the sky disappeared did the old man surnamed Du lower his head.
Sun Bin observed his expression, thought for a moment, and suggested, "Mr. Du, A Yuan is a C-level gold-type. Why don't we let her sign up and see who's behind this message?"
He felt that since they were both from the lightning system, Mr. Du must be very curious about who the other person was.
Du Lao shook his head: "It's too dangerous."
Sun Bin patted his chest and said, "It's okay. A Yuan is smart and has a talent for escaping. Even if something unexpected happens, she will be able to come back safely."
"The danger I'm talking about is signing up to lure them here," said Elder Du. "Alright, go back and tell everyone to be on guard. If their recruitment information is true and they can offer a Companion Talent reward, I'm afraid they can also find a way to obtain the Companion Talent from others."
Sun Bin was stunned.
Then he thought about it carefully and felt terrified. A biting cold seemed to rush into every pore, making him shiver.
He did not delay any longer and immediately conveyed Mr. Du's words to everyone.
Mr. Du also returned to his room.
On his bedside table stood an old bronze mirror, its edges rusted, the kind of thing no one would pick up if it were thrown on the ground.
The old man took a deep breath and picked up the small bronze mirror solemnly.
His skinny fingers stroked the surface of the bronze mirror, with a hint of excitement in his eyes, but more of hesitation.
This mirror appeared when he awakened his companion talent:
[Stepmother's Magic Mirror]——This is the favorite thing of Snow White's stepmother. Taking good care of it will bring you good luck.
You have to know that other people's companion talents are some kind of abilities, but his is a real thing.
Based on this point alone, Mr. Du felt that his small bronze mirror was extraordinary.
And it is also introduced very clearly, Snow White's stepmother's magic mirror.
Mr. Du was very happy and couldn't put the pair of bronze mirrors down.
However, he soon felt that he might be wrong.
Because this bronze mirror did not show any ability, nor did it tell him how to use it.
The name sounds grand, but it looks like just an ordinary mirror.
The mirror was covered with stains, and the reflection of people was blurry.
Mr. Du tried to clean the stains on the mirror, but to no avail.
I also tried injecting lightning into it, but it still didn't work.
However, precisely because of the lightning, the bronze mirror did not break.
From this, it can be confirmed that it is indeed a magic mirror, but he has not mastered the specific method of using it.
Having a treasure in hand but unable to use it?
This made Mr. Du feel anxious and scratching his head.
Until one day, he accidentally dripped blood on the bronze mirror.
It changed instantly.
…
After a while, the hesitation in Du Lao's eyes disappeared, and he whispered to the bronze mirror: "Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror, you are the most beautiful."
Ripples appeared on the mirror surface, and the hazy stains seemed to be erased by an eraser. A black shadow was reflected in the mirror, making the mirror full of evil.
There was also an indescribable eerie feeling lingering in the room.
Mr. Du was already used to this. He said to the black shadow:
"You told me before that if I wanted to quickly reach A-rank, I should find an A-rank Lightning-type and take its flesh and blood. I just found an A-rank Lightning-type, and I want its flesh and blood. What will it cost?"
After unlocking how to use the bronze mirror, Mr. Du was excited.
because--
He could ask the bronze mirror for anything.
As long as he pays the corresponding price, the bronze mirror can satisfy him.
No matter how ignorant Mr. Du was, he understood that this bronze mirror was like Aladdin's lamp in the fairy tale where one could make a wish.
It’s a treasure!
He couldn't let anyone know the existence of this bronze mirror.
If he could afford the corresponding price, Mr. Du would have wanted the bronze mirror to directly improve his strength.
But now there is an A-level lightning system appearing.
As long as he eats the opponent's flesh and blood, he can directly upgrade to A-level and greatly increase his strength.
Rather than upgrading the bronze mirror, he should be able to afford the price of a piece of flesh and blood.
Old Du looked at the bronze mirror expectantly.
After a moment, a faint voice sounded: "Five years of life."
Mr. Du: “…”
His old face trembled: "Can I use something else?"
In fact, he is only fifty-five years old this year, and he should be younger after awakening his superpowers.
But the several requests he had made to the bronze mirror before had to be paid with his life, so his actual age was sixty.
That's why he looks so old.
The other people in the power station just thought that Mr. Du was aging quickly because he wanted to protect them.
The bronze mirror was silent for a while. The voice was still deep, but with a hint of teasing and cruelty: "All your son's ashes."
Old Du's face trembled even more violently.
Finally, he said in a hoarse voice: "I will give you five years of life, and give me the flesh and blood of the lightning element."
In just a few seconds, Mr. Du looked even older.
The bronze mirror took away five years of his life.
The dark figure inside said happily, "Only three seconds."
The black shadow in the bronze mirror disappeared, and Mr. Du held the bronze mirror and waited.
One second, two seconds...
A minute passed.
Two minutes passed.
…
Mr. Du: “???”
Where's the three seconds you promised?
A great sense of uneasiness rose in his heart.
Subconsciously, he picked up the bronze mirror and shook it.
No response.
Du Lao panicked: "Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror, you are the most beautiful."
Still no response.
Mr. Du stood up quickly.
Raise your voice: "Mirror, mirror, you are the most beautiful."
Next second.
There was a sharp creaking sound from the mirror, and a short scream—
“Oh fuck, help me—!”
Pop.
The bronze mirror in his hand broke.
The old man held the fragments in his hands, petrified.
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