Mythological origins

"Senior, I would like to ask a question." One day later, Li Hualan approached Bai Mo again and asked.

She held a fruit knife in her left hand and wore only a simple white bra on her upper body. The runes on her exposed shoulders, back, and face lit up with a faint blue light.

Some slender scratches that are slowly fading can still be seen on the shiny skin, as if the knife had just been tried hard.

"If we can fully activate the runes on this body, will our whole body be invulnerable?"

"Not bad. I can achieve this level in one day. If I give you another ten days, it should be almost the same." Bai Mo cast a spiritual thought and inspected her progress.

For these two fifth-level "Tianlinggen" monks, Bai Mo positioned them as his own mobile power bank. Almost all the runes painted on their bodies were related to defense and energy storage.

Pure meat, pure tank, the blue strips are extremely long, but they are not intended to be used.

"Can we rescue people in ten days?" Sadako next to her stuck her head out and asked curiously again.

At this time, she looked even wilder than Li Hualan, who only looked like a female warrior. She wore nothing on her upper body, only her waist-length hair hanging casually on her chest.

It's not that the two of them are used to running naked, it's just that when the runes on their bodies are activated by induction, they need to constantly touch and confirm with their hands. If there are clothes blocking it, the effect is very poor, and it is also very troublesome to put on and take off back and forth.

As for Bai Mo on the side, no one cares.

Anyway, when I was drawing the runes, I had already seen everything inside and out.

"Why are you so obsessed with this matter?"

"If you have the power to eliminate such evil things as human trafficking, then why not strike hard!" While Sadako was talking to Bai Mo, she kept trying to activate the runes in other parts of her body.

It seems like we are really in a hurry, but the picture is a bit strange, touching around and chatting at the same time...

Perhaps he has become the protagonist of a hot-blooded comic.

"The muscular Sadako who practices martial arts... seems to have created a somewhat interesting guy." Bai Mo looked at Sadako, who was still very slim and had no muscle lines, and then gave her some ideas about how she would grow her hair in the future. The face is brushed, the image of a strong back and a strong back.

"I don't know if I can use brute force to drag a person into the TV in reverse direction..."

"I have put some little tricks on them, and they will start to take effect in about six or seven hours. You two should also be prepared." Putting aside the weird image of the muscular Sadako bursting out of the TV frame, Bai Mo responded with a little seriousness. .

"us?"

"Of course, you didn't mean to help them out of their misery?"

"But didn't you say that there are still ten days left before you can master your magical skills and become invulnerable? Yesterday, I was laughed at for not overestimating my abilities when I wanted to fuck you."

"You don't need to go out, just lend your power through the psychic treasure."

"ah?!"

"Lend your strength to those who are free, and lend it to those who are in need. Didn't I say that before?"

"..."

"But if we really want to help them, wouldn't the easiest way be for us to go directly to the lone wolf's lair? With your power, senior, it won't be difficult to eliminate the hungry wolf." Sadako continued.

"If you want to be free, do it yourself. Don't keep thinking that some god, emperor, or savior will come and you can free yourself."

In the underground warehouse, Bai Mo came into contact with dozens of qualified people, but none of them caught his eye, and he also left some clues on them. "What's more, does it make sense to the Emerald City to kill a few lone wolves?" Bai Mo continued.

"What do you mean? Aren't they the ones who did the evil?"

"As long as there are still buyers like me, if you kill a lone wolf today, there will be a lone dog tomorrow, and maybe a lone bear will appear the day after tomorrow."

"..."

"So what do you mean...?" Sadako suddenly remembered that the man in front of her was also a client of Lone Wolf... and she was bought back by him.

"I want...to give everyone the freedom to choose again."

…

"Dear psychic treasure users, your current maximum remaining loan limit is 280 units of psychic energy. Once the application is completed and approved, it will be credited to your account. Please use it as needed and act rationally."

In Lone Wolf's dim warehouse dungeon, a thin boy was huddled in the corner. After barely digesting the impact of the psychic treasure, he looked at the approval information in front of him, and his brain was thinking about countermeasures crazily.

Su Yan was born in the slums of Emerald City. Her biological father was a gambler, and the family lost everything through gambling. Her mother couldn't bear the blow and ran away alone.

Normally, as a young man, he had to make a living by picking up rags, and he even had to guard against his gambling dog father who might steal his living expenses.

As for studying and other things, I really think too much. Coming from such a heavy burden, it would be good to be alive.

What's even more embarrassing is that one day Su Yan woke up from the shabby room and found that her hands and feet were tied, and there was a rag in her mouth, unable to speak.

Only then did he realize that after his gambling father lost all his money again, he actually sold him to a human trafficker for 30,000 yuan!

From then on, Su Yan became the target of Lone Wolf.

At first, the Lone Wolf people wanted to classify this little kid into bulk goods and sell it apart, but after cleaning him up, they found that Su Yan had a pretty face and many of their customers were just like the little boy. mouth, so he stayed.

After all, you can’t make much money selling bulk goods, or in other words, a large part of the money ultimately sold won’t be taken by the lone wolf. Those private hospitals with superb skills and wide connections will get the absolute majority. What the rich believe is that Doctor, as for the source of the organs, it doesn't matter.

…

"A basic fireball technique requires about thirty units of psychic energy. There are eight armed guards outside. It would be difficult for me to use up all the quota..."

Su Yan was not stupid. Although he had not read any books, he knew that when the two armies were fighting, intelligence came first.

With the knowledge of four arithmetic accumulated through years of trading rags, he still knows how much chips he has.

Su Yan first borrowed twenty units of spiritual energy and used the spiritual eye technique to see clearly the guards outside the dungeon.

The lone wolf has eight armed guards inside and outside the dungeon, and these people also hold the remote controls of the collars of the goods. One press can make people lose their ability to resist. No matter how many people are bare-handed, it is impossible to form a trap. Effective resistance.

"Pulse technique consumes twenty spiritual energy and can paralyze electronic equipment within half a meter..."

"The sound transmission technique consumes 30 spiritual energy. It can send messages privately to people who are also equipped with spiritual energy within a range of 100 meters..."

PS: PY has a book, "Gods Worship Me, Start by Running Away", an invincible imaginative article, if you are interested, you can take a look.