Wear books with dad using game skills

She raised the front windshield of the car to block the little girl from being blown by the wind. The windshield of the vehicle produced by [Pika Hall] is like a protective cover, so no matter how fast the cartoon car is, it will not have any impact on Xiaoyu. Although she has already established her foundation, in the Dharma Ending Age, it is also the end of the world. To others, she is the legendary immortal! But to be ashamed, she only has spiritual power, and she doesn't know any immortal arts at all. She just fumbled and mobilized the spiritual power to shoot out from her fingers according to the description in the novel.

It's no wonder that she is quite skilled at controlling spiritual power with her fingers, just like when she used spiritual power to restrain the hands and feet of that jerk Kun before.

What's more, she is very good at handling the five elements. She can create fireballs, water balls, earth walls, etc. in her hands. Apart from that, Dong Jimo feels that she is nothing. If people in this world hear this, they will definitely scold her in the face. How can we mortals survive when you say that you are nothing like such a monster?

Dong Jimo fed Xiaoyu lemon fruit candies from [Pika Tang] again. The little girl ate them with a happy face, intoxicated. She felt that the candies fed by the little sister were so sweet. She couldn't tell how she felt in her heart, but she felt very warm. She ate too much candies, her little face was flushed, her big eyes were about to close, and she was drowsy. Dong Jimo was amused by the cute little girl. He fixed the hood of her windbreaker and put another coat on her, with the sleeves tied around his waist. He patted her back with one hand and let her fall asleep leaning on him.

In fact, Dong Jimo could have used the map to travel to the military area, but she was afraid that the distance was too far and the little girl would not be able to adapt and would get dizzy, so she chose to fly. Fortunately, her cartoon car was a product of the [Pikachu] world, and its speed could be comparable to that of an airplane. From a distance, Dong Jimo saw the high wall of the military area, and saw that the place where the telescopic door should have been was now replaced by a huge iron gate.

The cement next to the iron gate had not yet dried, and it was obvious that the retractable door had been dismantled overnight to build it.

In the blink of an eye, the cartoon car arrived near the high wall. Next to the iron gate on the inside of the high wall, there was a simple lookout tower built with wood. Soldiers with guns were standing guard on the lookout tower. There was such a lookout tower every twenty meters, and there were soldiers with guns standing guard in each lookout tower.

She opened the map and selected the military district. The detailed road conditions in the military district suddenly appeared in her mind. She drove the cartoon car over the high wall and headed towards what she thought was the highest command center on the map. There, she saw not only green human light groups, but also black light groups representing zombies. She didn't know what secrets this military district was hiding.

In the blink of an eye, Dong Jimo arrived at the highest command center. She didn't look at the name on the door, but walked through the wall directly, passing through one room after another, all of which were a group of minions. Dong Jimo didn't stop, and when she entered another office, she saw a middle-aged man in his forties wearing a general's uniform. At this moment, he was sitting alone at his desk, bowing his head and closing his eyes, with his elbows on the table and his hands pressing his temples. It was obviously a headache caused by overthinking.

Dong Jimo opened the domain barrier, and the cartoon car floated quietly and stopped three meters in front of the admiral.

Fang Zhengnan endured the headache and rubbed his temples with both hands to relieve the pain. He hadn't slept for several days. What happened recently could be described as the end of the world. The specific cause was still unknown. It looked like a natural disaster, but who could guarantee that it was not man-made!

Suddenly, he felt as if someone was watching him, he looked up suddenly, but there was nothing. He had always been confident in his intuition, a skill he had developed when he often carried out missions in his early years. It was also with this keen intuition that he saved himself several times.