A copy of Douluo's world

"Protagonist: Wei Feng"

"Level Lv10"

"Martial Spirits: Magic Sword, Sky Eye, Cigar"

"Bloodline: Golden Dragon King Bloodline (not activated)"

"Soul power: 100"

"Skill: One Qi Transforms Three Purities"

"Basic attribute points: 0"

"Power: 10"

"Speed: 10"

"Armor: 10"

"Magic Resistance: 10"

"Physique: 10"

"Psychic power: 10"

"Copy: Level 1"

Wei Feng stared dumbfounded at the huge panel that appeared in his spiritual sea, as well as the blue aperture-like thing like a portal. The most important thing was that there was a golden dragon in the sky above the spiritual sea.

This hook is a bit wide open.

Lanhai County First Federal Hospital.

Kong Ci, Wei Feng's uncle Kong Hua, and Na'er were all waiting anxiously outside the ward.

Bang, the door of the ward opened, and a doctor in a white coat came out and said: "Don't worry, the patient is not seriously ill, just a flesh injury. His fainting is probably due to physical exhaustion. It will probably be fine if he takes a rest and lets him sleep well." "

Na'er's little face was full of self-blame. She knew very well why Wei Feng would be retaliated against. She blamed herself, so she shouldn't disturb ordinary people's lives. Thinking of this, Na'er suddenly had the idea of ​​leaving.

At this time, a pair of warm big hands suddenly grasped Na'er's little hand tightly. Kong Ci seemed to see that the little girl had something on her mind, so she directly took Na'er's hand and said, "Na'er, let's wait here for your brother to wake up, okay?" good."

Kong Ci's eyes were very gentle, so gentle that Na'er couldn't refuse, so she could only nodded gently.

Kong Hua glanced at Na'er, and then said to Kong Ci: "These little gangsters are just the lowest level of the human traffickers' gang. The big fish behind them have not been caught yet. It is estimated that Xiaofeng has been noticed by them now. Recently, he has been Xiaofeng asks for a long vacation and tells him to stay at home and not run around."

"Uncle, I have an immature suggestion."

With a click, the ward door opened, and Wei Feng, wearing a hospital gown, walked out.

"Xiao Feng, why are you out? Go back and lie down."

Kong Ci looked distressed when he saw the bandages on Wei Feng's body and the bruises on his face.

"I don't have a big problem." Wei Feng said and jumped a few times. A 10-point physique is no joke. The ability to recover under the background of level 10 soul power seems very abnormal.

"Uncle, I think if I show up arrogantly on the way to school again, the traffickers behind those gangsters will definitely be tempted to take action."

"No, this is too dangerous." Kong Hua refused without hesitation.

"That's right, what are you thinking about? Wei Feng, you want to be a hero at your age. Go back and lie down for me."

Kong Ci also had a serious look on his face. Those were human traffickers. They had no humanity to speak of. How could a six-year-old kid join in the fun?

It was difficult. Wei Feng said that he had a headache. He was almost kidnapped after someone had done something to him. It would be too uncomfortable to go back without paying back some favors.

Unexpectedly, Wei Feng finally returned home and took a month's leave obediently. No matter how awesome your time traveler is, your parents will still take care of you. In fact, the most important thing is that Wei Feng is too young now.

The depressed Wei Feng had to vent his remaining energy on the basic theories of mechas in the study.

Wei Feng's father, Wei Tianxiang, is a mecha repairman. To repair mechas, you must first understand mechas.

Wei Tianxiang once said to Wei Feng that a top-notch mecha is a work of art, and Wei Feng thinks so too. No man will refuse a cool mecha, and Wei Feng is no exception.

Mechas are powerful soul guides that allow ordinary people to have the power to fight soul masters.

The unified height of federal mechas is five meters. Whether they are white level, yellow level, black level, or red level, the height of these mechas is five meters.

Mechas below the red level can be operated by ordinary people, while red-level mechas must be integrated into the soul to give birth to basic consciousness, so only soul masters can control them.

However, the black-level mecha is completely sufficient for ordinary people who are not soul masters. After all, the black-level mecha can allow ordinary people to fight against ordinary titled Douluo. If the mecha is equipped with fixed soul-guided cannonballs, then Even the relatively titled Douluo would avoid his sharp edge.

"The combination of technology and cultivation is the development path that a fantasy civilization should have."

"Brother, what does this sentence mean?" Na'er asked curiously.

Wei Feng replied: "It means that the most powerful thing about human beings is not their soul power, but their creativity in rationally using all resources."

Wei Feng glanced at Na'er and then asked, "Do you know why spirit beasts have become protected animals now?"

Na'er asked, then shook her head and said, "I don't know."

Wei Feng pointed to the brain and replied: "I personally understand that the development cycle of the soul beast's brain is longer than that of humans, and it is difficult to form a social system. A mature social system can trigger something like civilization. Once a civilization is formed, then This race has also begun to move towards the path of evolution."

Na'er was confused when she heard this, while Wei Feng continued to explain while spinning a gel pen in his hand: "To put it more simply, the lower limit of human combat power is increasing, and the upper limit of human combat power is also increasing, and the soul beast Well, weak soul beasts will always be weak, which is why the living space of soul beasts is constantly being compressed."

"Oh." Na'er nodded obediently, but a flash of thought flashed in her eyes.

Wei Feng leaned on the chair and looked at the thick books on the bookshelf and said: "In today's world, everything still relies too much on soul power. All technologies rely on soul power, which also has certain limitations. , when humans master other energies besides soul power, that’s when they will truly rise.”

Seeing the confused look on the little girl's face, Wei Feng couldn't help but sigh. If he hadn't been so bored at home, he wouldn't have tortured the little girl by talking about this.

"Brother, you are so awesome." The admiration in Na'er's eyes was not fake.

Wei Feng picked up Na'er's silver hair and said, "What's so great about it? It's just empty talk."

As he said that, Wei Feng looked at Na'er with a somewhat complicated look. He knew that he should have resisted Tang Wulin's existence, which was just a fucking tragedy script.

Wei Feng used to hate the tragedy when reading novels and movies. Nine times out of ten things go wrong in life. Life is already tragic enough. It would be strange if people didn't feel depressed if they watched tragedies all day long.

Wei Feng seriously doubted that those writers wrote to leave sadness to readers and happiness to themselves.

While Wei Feng was giving Na'er a blowjob, there was a knock on the door.

As the door opened and Kong Ci's exclamation came, Wei Feng's heart tightened and he immediately ran towards the living room.

Then I saw my father and uncle covered in blood.