Chapter 16 Last Words

Yu Xuan's empty cosmetics bottle lay quietly in the drawer.

But there was nothing inside!

Jiang Qian's pupils shrank... The peacock spider disappeared? !

That little thing was a highly poisonous creature.

He closed the door with his backhand, and opened his spiritual vision for the first time to detect the life in the room...

It was like an instinct written into his genes. The moment his vision opened, the whole house seemed to become a black and white world, with both the empty and the real in sight.

The living organisms in it showed a fluorescent red hue, so the higher the temperature, the deeper the hue.

During this process, Jiang Qian tried to expand the range so that his "sight" covered the entire house, even the outer wall!

About five minutes later, Jiang Qian narrowed his sight.

He leaned against the door and panted faintly: "Fortunately..."

In the room, except for some common small creatures, no dangerous species were scanned.

At the same time, he also understood the limits of spiritual vision: it was not very difficult to spiritually see his own 10-square-meter bedroom for the first 2 minutes. But when the range of vision expanded to more than 100 square meters of the whole house, the range increased 10 times, and there was a noticeable sense of fatigue in 3 minutes.

It seems that this is a skill that cannot last long.

It is reasonable.

This ability, like opening the eyes of heaven, is powerful enough. If it can be used infinitely, it would be too weird and terrifying, right? Anyway, Jiang Qian would not want such a neighbor to live near him.

Of course, maybe with the evolution and upgrade, my ability will be further expanded... Jiang Qian self-evaluated and walked to the window.

At this time, the window was half open, just like when he just woke up.

"If it was an external object that replaced me to send the guests out, then the 'me' at that time must also need to return to the house and make the illusion that I was alone in my room. So, where did the substitute leave from?"

Jiang Qian muttered to himself, and subconsciously squatted down, so that his sight was level with the windowsill, and examined the changes in the dust through the enhanced visual effects of the spiritual vision.

Half of the shallow footprints came into view.

Sure enough, someone left here...

This size is definitely not the little girl's.

Jiang Qian took off his slippers, tried to compare them, chuckled, and then his expression turned cold.

"Ah Qian... Ah Qian? Are you okay? Don't force yourself if you feel uncomfortable..." Aunt's guilty greeting came from outside the door.

"No big deal! The food you made is not enough to fill your teeth. It is simply an insult to your reputation as the queen of dark cuisine!" Jiang Qian replied loudly.

"Aunt is wrong~~"

A soft plea from aunt came from outside the door, followed by the old lady's harsh reprimand...

Living with women is not good in this regard. Attention will be easily interrupted by trivialities.

But the benefits are also obvious: the precious smell of fireworks.

When his ears were quiet again, Jiang Qian breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the edge of his bed, and silently reviewed his plan.

First, he would go to the little girl tomorrow to find out her purpose of pulling him into the super-species world. This may be related to his future survival strategy.

For this point, the little girl tried to explain: If I don't do this... what will happen?

Is it just a casual act, or is there something really unspeakable?

If there is something threatening her, has he been implicated?

Fortunately, this little girl did not harm her family. Since returning to the present, no obvious hidden dangers or constraints have been found, indicating that the other party is not eager to tear his face with him.

"So, what does she want from me?"

All these questions have led Jiang Qian to have a contact with the little girl as soon as possible.

"But at the moment, I am not clear about her ability and rank. If I want to contact her, I must have a backup plan."

Jiang Qian got up, closed the curtains, and sat down at the desk.

Closed his eyes, concentrated on recalling the storage grid with storage function, and summoned it with his mind.

Sure enough, the interface he remembered appeared in front of him.

A virtual locker unfolded in front of him. Four of the grids kept all his belongings brought back from the super-species world: exploration notes, little devil suit, a "whisper of the heart" return ticket, and 10 super-object crystals.

Ignore the summons for the return to the archive for now. Jiang Qian had just come out and had no intention of going back to find excitement.

He first reached out to the exploration notebook.

This was the first time he had taken out the prop in a real environment since he got it.

"I'm not sure if I can use it this time. I'm mainly afraid of being robbed. This thing will be very useful if I keep it."

As he was speaking, a message prompt appeared:

[First time use, please set a 4-digit password first]

"Password?"

Jiang Qian was stunned for a moment.

He thought that this prop was quite conscious. Knowing that he was worried about being robbed, the prop immediately used a modern management method - encryption!

Good idea!

Jiang Qian thought for a moment, intercepted 4 digits from his commonly used 6-digit password, and input it into the prop with his mind.

[Password setting successful]

[The prop has been activated! ]

The next second, a stream of light flashed in the textured brown notebook, and then it returned to its original state.

There is no "password lock" on the appearance.

[Please fill in the password on any page of the secret note to activate the function]

[Note: This prompt will only appear when the password is set, and will not be prompted in the future. Please remember the rules! ]

"Be rigorous. This way, others will not be able to discover the secrets hidden in the notebook."

Jiang Qian opened the notebook and wrote the password on any page. The 4-digit ink was immediately integrated into the notebook and disappeared.

[Tip: The exploration notebook has been unlocked! Close the notebook and the function will be automatically locked; after changing hands, you need to re-write the password to open it for use]

Jiang Qian was more and more satisfied.

And started the first round of testing: He wrote his ID in the mirror-Qianlongwuyong.

The notebook was silent for a moment.

A line of description slowly emerged on it:

"Qianlongwuyong, a? Incomplete and extremely dangerous Tengshe?"

It seems that self-secret is also feasible, and the mirror image does not affect the secret effect.

However, what's the matter with two question marks in the middle of the good text?

Why does this notebook still look down on people?

Is "one" reasonable?

Did you eat my mighty and domineering ice dragon card? At least two.

... The above is just Jiang Qian's irresponsible complaints.

In fact, he is quite satisfied with the function of this notebook.

At this time, another line of words appeared below the description:

"Please pay a secret that only you know, the sentence structure is not limited."

Jiang Qian tried to write: steal my sister's makeup bottle and put it in the spider.

After a while, the subtitles appeared on the paper:

"Verification failed! There are 2 more verification opportunities"

Jiang Qian looked at the notebook in confusion and continued to write: steal my sister's makeup bottle.

"Verification successful! You are so boring, just stealing useless things~"

Jiang Qian raised his eyebrows slightly.

It turns out that the spider is also a party who knows...

He continued to do the test: tear off a page from the notebook, write down the password in the same way, and then write his own ID.

The answer appeared on the paper as usual. But there was no request to pay the secret again.

It seems that as long as the paper is torn from the notebook, it has the function of peeping into the notebook; and the data that has been traded will not be "charged" repeatedly.

On this basis, Jiang Qian verified the functions of sending messages and burning after reading, which do not require paying secrets.

Close the notebook and retract the storage compartment.

Jiang Qian then took out the little devil suit.

The box printed with strange runes exudes a sense of evil horror.

At the same time, in front of Jiang Qian, the option prompts appeared: [Open the box], [Single Summon] and [House Guarding Function]

Thinking of the many experiences in the copy just now, especially the weird situation of a group of black porcelain figurines running all over the ground, Jiang Qian decisively gave up [Open the box].

What if he was caught by the old Buddha or aunt, wouldn't he misunderstand that he was a pagan of a demon church?

He chose [Single Summon].

And in [Joy], [Anger], [Sorrow], [Fear], [Love], [Hate], [Desire], he chose to summon the "Sorrow Demon", that is, the guy who encountered in the second level of "Whisper of the Heart Demon" and created a heart anchor for him.

A cloud of mist rose from the box covered with runes!

The mist expanded and thickened, and countless tentacles with nowhere to go stretched out from the thick fog... This forced Jiang Qian to stand up and step back to make more space for the mist.

It was not until the mist filled half of the room that he saw the "true face" of the Sorrowful Demon: a face with drooping eyebrows and eyes appeared in the center of the thick fog...

Then, Jiang Qian heard the familiar, mournful voice: "Ah, this is..."

Seeing Jiang Qian on the side, the drooping face suddenly showed confusion and shock!

"You kid is actually alive?!"

"Thanks to you, we meet again. This is where I live." Jiang Qian leaned against the wall and greeted calmly.

"It's incredible..."

"Lucky."

"No, this can't be luck! Do you really understand what kind of existence we represent?"

The face with drooping eyebrows suddenly became ferocious, and then asked Jiang Qian impatiently: "How did you deal with the last three guys? And that door... How could you come out alive?!"

In fact, I just bluffed and didn't go in at all... Jiang Qian complained in his heart.

Seeing the other party's wonderful expression, he couldn't bear to continue fooling.

"We will talk about these later. Right now, I will go to deal with a difficult matter and need your cooperation." Jiang Qian said, his face became serious.

"Ah... I understand," the voice of the bereaved mother sounded again, and there was a kind of relief in the tone, "We are already your slaves... This is good!"

It faced Jiang Qian solemnly, with its drooping eyebrows and eyes slightly lowered, and said humbly: "My master, what do you need me to do?"

The other party was suddenly so obedient that Jiang Qian was a little surprised.

But it's also reasonable.

After all, they are just props and life forms that he owns.

Jiang Qian naturally stated his needs: "How do I use the stand-in?"

"This is simple."

As the illusion changed, the thick fog that filled the room began to condense, and countless tentacles gathered inward, gradually forming a human-shaped doll that was exactly the same height and body shape as Jiang Qian.

The remaining fog surrounded the doll, gradually refining its facial contours - it looked like Jiang Qian, who was full of melancholy temperament.

The doll suddenly opened its eyes and said in Jiang Qian's voice, but in an extremely melancholy tone: "This is the stand-in I condensed for you... There are two choices. You can try to control it yourself; or you can entrust it to me, and you just need to give orders."

Jiang Qian looked at the "other self" curiously, closed his eyes, and tried to establish a connection with it.

So, he woke up in the doll and saw himself with his eyes closed.

"The limbs and joints are functioning well... just like my own body!" Jiang Qian was surprised.

At the same time, he tried to control the main body and the puppet at the same time, and interact with each other.

Greeting, shaking hands, hugging...

Not bad!

Try attacking and defending again...

"Hmm!"

Sure enough, this kind of dangerous operation still needs to be practiced. In the short term, it is impossible to consider the eight-person linkage to force back the enemy, and it can only be used as a life-saving talisman for the time being.

Jiang Qian rubbed his shoulders, handed the puppet control back to the sad demon, and said in a posture: "Come on, try to knock me down."

Puppet Jiang Qian narrowed his eyes and said with a melancholy temperament: "Are you serious?"

"Uh, not that serious, I mean... just a gesture!"

A figure flashed in front of him, and a snake shadow sneaked!

"Ugh~Fuck!"

The old lady's scolding came from the living room immediately: "Jiang Qian, what are you doing? Can you be quiet?"

"Yes, yes! This crappy movie, the action scenes are bad and noisy, I'll change it!" Jiang Qian stretched his neck and shouted twice, picked up his mobile phone, opened the music player, and turned on the background sound.

Then he turned back to the puppet: "Continue!"

10 minutes later, Jiang Qian fell into the corner with a bruised face and gasped.

The demon clone, which had returned to the thick fog shape, looked at him sympathetically and comforted him: "Your operation is not as good as mine, which is normal. After all, I have killed more people than you have eaten salt... Don't be so anxious."

"I just want to get familiar with my abilities. Thank you for being my sparring partner. Let's stop here today."

Jiang Qian forced a smile, turned his mind, and put the demon clone back into the box.

Then he looked around the messy bedroom and sighed deeply!

Wrong decision, should have let it finish cleaning before leaving...

Standing up with the help of the wall, Jiang Qian tidied the room, changed clothes, and reviewed the many skills in the fight just now.

Finally, wrapped in a nightgown, he slipped into the bathroom and washed his body.

During this time, he did not attract the attention of the old Buddha and the aunt.

When he returned to the bedroom, Jiang Qian felt much more refreshed. His genes had changed after becoming a super species, and his body's recovery ability was far beyond that of ordinary people.

Many small wounds caused by the fight just now have healed automatically, and several subcutaneous bruises have also subsided.

But fatigue also came over him.

Jiang Qian, who had changed into pajamas, sat at the table in silence for a moment, and his eyes fell on the family photo taken a long time ago.

In the photo, his father put his hands on his and Jiang Yang's shoulders, and his smile was broad and warm.

His mother quietly nestled beside his father, and his other hand hugged his grandmother who was sitting on the chair...

That was a family of five at that time.

Less than half a year later, his father had an accident.

Looking at this photo, Jiang Qian couldn't help but recall the part of memory that was reactivated from the copy: the sudden flood in the mountains, the mother and Jiang Yang who were shocked, and the father's unhesitating decision...

"A Qian, don't look back!"

"Hold on! Stay there and don't move! Listen to me..."

"Protect your mother..."

The rushing flood tore his limbs and bones, and continued to take away his body temperature.

But he was saved in the end, and only he was saved - the father trapped in the flood used his last strength to throw his son onto the shallows, and then disappeared into the ocean due to exhaustion.

...

Jiang Qian looked at the photo.

His eyes were empty and his face was indifferent, without any sadness or pain.

For him, the process of recalling was just to trace back the facts themselves and block out unnecessary emotions.

Unlike those mentally ill people who live in a false dream because they can't accept the death of their loved ones, Jiang Qian knew very well that his father would never come back.

He lost his father.

Now his brother's life or death is uncertain, and his mother continues to be estranged, but he has been deprived of the right to be sad and painful.

"Your wife is avoiding me like the plague, how can I protect her..."