Mei Man Sword Fairy

Chapter 3 Let's move!
After waking up the next day, Ling Ling was refreshed and full of energy.

Not a psychological effect, but a real change.

The darker color of the brow and sword seal is the proof.

From the first second after the fusion, Fengqiuhuang has been absorbing the free energy between the heaven and the earth non-stop, and it can also actively filter out those troublesome impurities.

In addition, he also went back to his memory, retracing the things related to this universe.

This is the benefit of cultivation, the memory is very strong, even if subjectively forgotten temporarily because it is not important, you can take the initiative to retrieve it, so those who cultivate immortals are very good at holding grudges.

Overnight, Ling Ling felt that he was doing well again.

Next, Ling Ling needs to turn the projection of the sword body into a real body, not to make the projection into a second fairy weapon, just let it be born into a real body.

That would not only greatly increase the speed of energy absorption and the upper limit of energy storage, but the characteristics it carried would also give him the ability to protect himself.

In addition, Ling Ling also noticed the second problem.

The energy he has absorbed into the dantian will flow out again at a fast speed, and as much as it goes in, it will come out.

Energy cannot be stored in the body, it can only be temporarily stored in the projection of the fairy sword.

The poor rely on mutation, the rich rely on technology, Ling Ling doesn't want to mutate, and has no money for technology, so he has to find another way.

In addition, he has second-hand preparations.

Take a chance to try your luck at Karma Taj.

Ling Ling thinks that the inability to store energy is not because of something wrong with his body, it may be that his existence does not fit with this universe.

It's like you accidentally plugged the circular connector of the earphone into the USB port of the computer (promise me, don't do that, or you will regret it, anyway, I regret it).

This kind of problem, the other party should have a solution.

He is not interested in becoming a mage Ling Ling.

Borrowing other people's energy to cast spells, is that cultivation?
The mage here seems to prefer melee combat, so there is no need to learn it, he is an expert in melee combat.

As long as he solves the problem of using his body to store this cosmic energy, he can quietly insert the bowl of the world of cultivating immortals into the pot of the Marvel Universe.

I am determined to eat this meal!
OAA can't keep it either!
I said!
The complete plan is: give priority to improving Fengqiuhuang, and at the same time find ways to store energy as much as possible, and find a way to go home while ensuring your own safety!
Thinking of the Supreme Mage, Ling Ling frowned. According to the structure of the magic power network of the three holy temples all over the world, maybe the other party already knew about him as an outsider, or maybe they didn't.

Ling Ling was pacing in the park while thinking, like a street runner (not).

It takes a lot of metal to transform the projection into a solid, and the better the metal, the more obvious the effect.

The most important one is of course Zhenjin, which is quite rich in reserves, and the most important thing is that the location is clear, and we must make a fortune in the future.

Adamantium is very strong, but I don't know where it is.

Secondary Adamantium is not bad.

Ulu Metal in Alien.

Carbon steel is fine too.

Next should be various high-performance alloys on the earth, such as gold-titanium alloys for steel armor materials and so on.

Finally, there are various metal materials that are common.

Ling Ling fed Feng Qiuhuang the dagger she just got last night, but it didn't seem to have changed much.

Feng Qiuhuang: I feel lonely.

……

After returning home for lunch at noon, Ling Ling sat on the sofa and watched TV to understand the current environment and time node.

Just now, Ms. Pegg invited a family to visit.

Constable George Stacey and his wife, Helen, arrived with their three-year-old child.

At the dinner table, Ms. Pegg enthusiastically introduced Ling Ling to them, and then she took the opportunity to discuss Ling Ling's identity with George alone.

George seemed to owe Peg a great favor, even though he frowned from time to time during the process, but fortunately he agreed in the end.

Ms. Pegg said happily: "Okay, child, your identity will not be a problem soon, but you'd better not go out before that, just in case."

"Thank you, I understand."

Ling Ling is a good follower, and it is better to have a status than a black family.

She has also clearly expressed Pegg's desire to adopt Ling Ling.

In this regard, Ling Ling refused in his heart.

But Ling Ling didn't say it directly, he felt that he should find a suitable opportunity to speak clearly, so as not to hurt the fragile heart of this "little girl" Pegg.

On TV, the interview is continuing.

"Mr. Stark, what you brought home yesterday was..."

"Yes, yes, you can all go back to your manuscripts."

Aside, a fat guy squeezed up and stopped the reporters one after another, his big face was almost on the camera, "Please get out of the way, don't stop in front of Mr.!"

Ling Ling pouted, pressed the remote control, and changed the animation channel.

Listening to the sound of cat and mouse, Peg, who was washing dishes, was relieved.

She was really afraid that Ling Ling would fail in her studies, even though Ling Ling was only ten years old now.

After a while, Peg changed his clothes, "Son, I'm going to church to pray, if you are hungry, there is fruit and milk in the refrigerator, if you are bored, I remember there is a game console behind the TV, but don't play for too long. "

"understood."

After Pegg left, Ling Ling summoned Feng Qiuhuang, the sword body was still illusory, but the light and shadow seemed to be a little brighter.

After sighing softly, he got up and went to the window, looking at the tall buildings around him, his eyes kept changing.

This is Manhattan, the heart of New York.

Looking south, you can see the world-famous Wall Street.

Ms. Pegg is the boss of a securities company. Her husband died of illness the year before last, and her daughter Catherine works as a patrol policeman in the Manhattan Police Department.

It is very prosperous here, with the New York Stock Exchange and Nasdaq, as well as Times Square and Broadway, as well as world-renowned bridges, skyscrapers and parks, etc.

But no amount of good names and buildings can hide a fact.

It's really dangerous here.

The villains, no matter how powerful they are or how powerful they are, all want to cause trouble in New York.

Some people want to take the opportunity to become famous in one fell swoop, or to grab benefits secretly.

Aliens also want to occupy it as a bridgehead to attack the earth.

The tall buildings everywhere, including the one where Ling Ling is located, may suddenly collapse at some point in the future.

Superheroes are outside in a hurry to save the world, but they can't save ordinary humans who died from the collapse.

Ling Ling has no interest in fighting those ugly aliens, and has no time to pay attention to those villains who always want to destroy or rule the world.

They were all doomed to fail anyway.

The best thing to do is to do nothing.

Let him hit the one who snapped his fingers, Ling Ling believed that he would not die.

As for the others, just wait for the second snap of the fingers, and you will be carefree without knowing it, and you don't have to worry about it.

How perfect.

Sitting at home for a day, while trying to guide and increase the speed of Jianying's energy absorption, and gradually integrate the energy into the body to strengthen the body.

At dusk, Ms. Pegg came back, followed by the delivery staff of the supermarket.

The heaps of stuff in the living room were another marvel at the purchasing power of women.

After seeing off the supermarket staff, Pegg immediately greeted Ling Ling excitedly.

"Zero, come and take a look at your new clothes, try to see if they fit, and your hair is also very long, after your identity is resolved, I will take you to the best stylist in New York, he must It will make you the prettiest kid in New York!"

The corner of Ling Ling's mouth twitched, and the automatic Chinese-English translation in his mind seemed a bit biased.

He stepped forward to stop Pegg, staring into her brown eyes.

"Ms. Pegg, I have a suggestion."

"Oh? Really, let's hear it." Pegg was very surprised by Ling Ling's initiative, but also very happy. In her opinion, this meant that Ling Ling had begun to accept her.

However, Ling Ling's words made Ms. Pegg stunned.

"Move!"

After a while, Peg came back to his senses, "Zero, sorry, can you say it again?"

Ling Ling sighed, "Ms. Pegg, what I mean is, this place is very dangerous. I suggest you leave here, it is best to leave New York directly."

Ms. Pegg's smile became a little forced, she opened her mouth, but stopped talking.

"Listen to me, zero, this is Manhattan, I assure you, it's very safe here. You are safe now, your identity will be resolved soon, and you can go to school like other children, and your English has been improved. It's getting better and better, isn't it, no one will doubt your origin, believe me, this is our future home, "

Ling Ling's head was full of black lines.

go to school?

our home?

Are you thinking too much, little American girl!
(End of this chapter)