Infinite Dimensional Conquest

A trace of surprise flashed in Tian Chen's eyes, searching for that memory, and after learning the information about his ability, he was also a little interested.

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Student dormitory, a single room.

"brush--"

A slightly illusory light and shadow floated. It had no appearance, only a simple, human silhouette. It was vaguely found that this silhouette was very similar to Tianchen.

The ability of the young man who had already received the lunch was only Level 2, which was indeed very weak, but it was of no small use to Tianchen.

...

The ability is called the ‘mirror clone’. As the name suggests, it’s just a little special clone ability.

It is possible to create a clone controlled by the body at any time. The clone will not be conscious. It is a bit similar to a puppet, and the strength it can possess is also graded.

The young man who was captured by Tianchen, with his Level2 level, could only identify a clone with about 20% of the body's strength.

Very tasteless, fighting the five scum, the created clone, um, should be called the fighting scum.

Tianchen can create a clone with 100% strength. Of course, there is a lot of moisture in it, and the clone cannot inherit the subject's other abilities.

Only direct energy and pure physical bombardment are much weaker than the main body. After all, the overall strength is not even half of Tianchen's strength.

"It's a bit greedy!"

"Furthermore, let the clone control the powerful magic tool, and the strength can also increase a lot!" Tianchen laughed at himself, and the ability of the white picking can be satisfied with this point.

The ‘mirror clone’ that manipulates the seventh-order sacred tool can definitely play a significant role under Tianchen’s remote control.

...

It has been a day since the hospital where the soul chasing in the underworld was opened, and the research institute did not find the door. It may be that he has been determined to be dead.

This is not wrong, the master of this status is already Tianchen, and the original dear friend has indeed died.

There is about one week left before the summer vacation.

The owner of Tianchen's original status had already taken a long sick leave, but he didn't need to go to school anymore.

It is worth mentioning that in the building next door, the man known as the "Unfortunate Emperor of Kamijou" and the "Second Hand of Kamijou" lived in the building next door. (Fog!)

This student dormitory, although single-person rooms, can actually be regarded as a commoner among the common people compared to the accommodation conditions of those famous schools.

Although the identity that Tianchen seized was not the legendary ‘a certain high school’, it was also a very bad school. After all, it was only Level 2 and it was still a poor ghost. (Cover your face!)

"A veritable poor ghost..."

Tianchen looked at the scattered bills in his hand, the empty bank card, and the empty refrigerator, suddenly speechless.

Counterfeit coins, no such craftsmanship.

Invading the bank, probably not at this level, this is not a low-tech place, so don't be ashamed of his half-skilled hacking skills.

Although it doesn't matter if you don't eat or drink, or stay home, in that case, over time, you will be found out and tell others that he has a problem.

...

"Unexpectedly, I will also worry about my livelihood one day!"

[I knew it was not so random when seizing status, it seemed more appropriate to choose a big or young type! ] Tianchen sighed secretly.

Originally, it was to avoid long nights and dreams, so I started early and got my identity into the "School City" earlier, but now it seems to be a little negligent.

"Well, that's the only way to do it!"

"Unfortunate—"

"..."

At this moment, outside the window, a voice of grief and indignation came faintly.

"Fortunately, there are even worse ones!"

There was comfort in Tianchen's heart. The tragic voice just now came from this unfortunate man.

This kind of grief can be heard every day. People living nearby are all used to hearing it. Maybe someday they will feel uncomfortable if they can't hear it.

"After seeing it with my own eyes, it's really subtle!"

Outside the window, in just such a short time, Shangtiao Dangma stepped on his bank card, broke his phone, dropped his wallet, and tripped...

Because of him being able to live so long, a hint of compassion flashed in Tianchen's eyes.

Perhaps, if someone is unhappy in the future, he can directly apply a few curse of doom on him. That seems to be quite interesting.

...

Somewhere in a remote alley.

"boom--"

"Ah, ah—"

"Bang, bang, bang—"

The screams, mixed with the sound of collision, echoed in this alley.

"Poor ghost, it's really a failure for the bad guy to do this!" Tian Chen counted the small wad of banknotes in his hand and glanced at the group of bad guys on the ground contemptuously.

That's right, he was robbing bad people, um, let bad people subsidize living expenses, but he didn't expect that being bad people would be so poor.

"..."

I'm so sorry that we are so poor! The bad guys on the ground seemed to have noodle tears on their faces.

"Remember to prepare more next time..."

Tianchen put away the bad ‘supplier’ gift, and then left a chic back.

This group of even capable people is not considered a weak chicken, so they are just dismissed. If they are not deliberately controlled, they can be turned into dust with a breath.

These funds are enough for him to spend a while, and when he needs it, he will look for them again.

"Next, what are you going to do?"

Randomly found a restaurant, after receiving a lunch, Tianchen strolled casually on the street, a daze flashed in his eyes.