[Future] Abilities World

It has been several days since I came back from the Song Mansion, and the gossip about the five young masters of the Song Mansion has been compiled into volumes in various forms and speculations, and has been widely circulated, even spread outside Qingyun Province, Asia, and even other planets in the solar system. I heard that it was a big show.

Everyone in the Song Mansion stayed behind closed doors, and more than a hundred radio reporters outside the door surrounded them for several days. If it weren't for the recent frequent accidents in Anshi, and even various tragedies and murders, it is estimated that the Song Mansion would still be tortured.

After returning, Song Qingchen stayed at home for several days. An Shuyu was going to take him home that day, but he was called away due to urgent matters, and missed the opportunity to visit Song Qingchen's residence.

Regarding Song Qingchen's return, Lin Xiao was undoubtedly the most pleasantly surprised. Although Song Qingchen didn't quite understand what Lin Xiao was surprised about, but in recent days, Lin Xiao has stopped being eccentric, and even brought him meals every day like a good wife and loving mother. , Song Qingchen was very satisfied.

Although there are nutritional supplements, drinking that stuff will not make you hungry. If you drink it every day, your gastrointestinal function will deteriorate.

In the small and empty house, Song Qingchen sat cross-legged on the ground alone.

Although the government relief housing is rudimentary, all kinds of furniture are readily available.

A bed, two cabinets, a wardrobe and a freezer, as well as bathroom and kitchen tools, but these are all folded in the wall, put them out when needed, and folded into the wall when not needed. Save a lot of space.

If it wasn't like this, the last time Han Yufei came to seek refuge, he might not have been able to live there.

Recently, I have gotten close to Lin Xiao. In the past few days, the two have been studying supernatural powers together and giving advice to each other.

What Lin Xiao learned was the thousands of years of experience summed up by the modern system, while most of Song Qingchen's abilities came out of nothing. Confused.

The two complement each other and are making rapid progress.

At this time, Lin Xiao went to buy vegetables and prepare lunch for Song Qingchen in high spirits. It was like this every day for the past few days. Song Qingchen was a little speechless, but still very moved.This guy Lin Xiao looks more and more like his mother.

After Lin Xiao left, Song Qingchen continued to exercise in the room.

Although the previous talents and abilities have all returned, Song Qingchen's pursuit of strength is even more urgent. He always feels that there is a gap of thousands of years between him and the current future people, and he is too weak.

Zhao Yuanmu met at the Song family also gave Song Qingchen a lot of excitement.

"Shh-!"

Song Qingchen suddenly opened his eyes, and the dark blue light in his eyes flickered, reflecting the four-foot green peak that suddenly appeared in front of him.

The sword body is as transparent as ice and snow, it is the phantom weapon that was transformed in a hurry that day.

It may be because the people who have the most thorough contact with Song Qingchen are the people with centralized control system abilities. Song Qingchen is most interested in the centralized control system abilities for the newly obtained four-line abilities.

It takes 1000 micro-energy mental power to materialize a long sword of imitation. For Song Qingchen, who now has 500 million micro-energy mental power, he can easily materialize thousands of imitation swords. Most of the mental power will be left.

But if a phantom warrior is transformed into a materialized life-like object, then it is not a matter of insignificant mental power.

No matter how powerful you are, the phantom warrior you transform will also consume nearly 8% of your spiritual power. It is completely a kind of life created by you. It can be done, he and you are connected in mind and spirit, unreal and real, immortal.And as long as the Mimic Warrior is fully materialized, he will no longer be limited by his personal spiritual realm and become a real, living creature.

Therefore, An Wright and Mu Fei, who were robbed of the Mimic Warriors by Song Qingchen, were undoubtedly very tragic existences.

It's basically a child still in the womb who actually takes someone else as his mother.

Song Qingchen didn't think highly of the imitation warriors at first, but after getting to know them these few days and Lin Xiao's yearning explanation, he couldn't help but take them seriously.

The Mimic Warrior is undoubtedly powerful, but it is a drag on Song Qingchen, who has all six types of abilities. A Mimic Warrior consumes 8% of his mental power, so the rest of his abilities will not be easy to use.

So Song Qingchen finally decided to specialize in imitation weapons.

With the assistance of the eighth-level pressure-bearing ability, Song Qingchen doesn't need to transform into a phantom warrior at all. He can manipulate tens of millions of materialized and heavy phantom weapons on his own. What's more, it can make the fictitious and real imitation long sword fly across thousands of miles to take people's heads.

Holding the hilt of the sword, he swiped the sword.

The long sword's cold light is bright, cold and awe-inspiring.

Song Qingchen flicked the blade of the sword, and the long sword hummed immediately. In the small and empty room, countless identical long swords appeared in an instant. The long sword in Song Qingchen's hand hummed, and the other long swords responded.

As he thought about it, the countless long swords in the room formed various shapes, sometimes round and sometimes square, forming various sword arrays in his imagination, constantly changing.

Song Qingchen smiled with satisfaction, and the long swords crowded in the room disappeared instantly.

Song Qingchen was about to study the pressure-bearing ability again, when suddenly the house shook, and the door was yanked open by external violence. Song Qingchen saw a huge mechanical hand, pinching his door into twists.

Song Qingchen's eyes sharpened, and he was about to get back to the scene when he went out, when he suddenly saw the familiar "General" mecha.

Song Qingchen was stunned: "Han Yufei?"

When Han Yufei sitting in the mecha saw Song Qingchen, the fury all over his body instantly stagnated, and the countless rigidity suddenly turned into soft fingers, and he smiled happily: "Qingqing."

As soon as the voice fell, Han Yufei immediately slapped himself.

"Crack!" Laugh at your head! Laugh!You are here to make trouble.Han Yufei roared to himself in his heart.

Song Qingchen raised her eyebrows: "Come to Cengfan to open the door of my house? Don't come out yet! If you don't fix the door for me today, be careful, you have to lie down and go back."

Han Yufei responded reflexively, and climbed out of the mecha obediently. When he realized it, he was already outside the mecha, standing in front of Song Qingchen, looking at Song Qingchen's slightly smiling eyes. Da Futian drank ice water, his whole body vibrated.

Before Han Yufei adjusted his mood, his mouth seemed to have another switch and asked Song Qingchen concerned: "Qingqing, have you eaten yet?"

After finishing speaking, Han Yufei slapped himself hard again.

"Crack!" Fan, you are tall!You came to Xingshi to inquire about the crime!Han Yufei yelled at himself in his heart.

That slap was so loud that Song Qingchen frowned: "What's wrong?"

The anger in his heart was extinguished in an instant, and under Song Qingchen's concerned gaze, Han Yufei couldn't say a word, but shook his head and waved to Song Qingchen with a completely fine smile.

In the studio alone these few days, Han Yufei's mind is full of how Song Qingchen manipulated him that day, and how he was played around. Qing Chen tore into pieces.

But now that he really saw Song Qingchen himself, let alone attacking Song Qingchen, Han Yufei found that he couldn't even say a single serious word!

Song Qingchen smiled at him, the anger in his heart disappeared in an instant, and the depression of the past few days seemed to be swept away.

Of course, this is just an illusion.

Han Yufei deeply understands that he has been manipulated, and he will have a good impression of Song Qingchen. When he sees Song Qingchen, he can't help himself, all because of the influence of Song Qingchen's inexplicable ability!

His so-called feelings, in Song Qingchen's view, may be just a joke that he can play around at will.

a joke!

Han Yufei's panting could not be restrained and he became anxious and anxious. There seemed to be a voice in his head that was always competing with him. He seemed to be split into two completely different people. One hated Song Qingchen and clamored to break with Song Qingchen, and the other One... is Han Yufei's unbearable cowardice.

Feeling Han Yufei's struggle, Song Qingchen looked like he wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it. He took Han Yufei into the room, pulled out the folding table and chairs under the floor, and poured a cup of nutritional supplements for Han Yufei from the freezer. .

"Calm down. Tell me, what happened? What do you look like?"

Han Yufei took a sip of the nutrient and swallowed it, he took the slightly bitter taste as wine, and said as if he was using the wine to boost his courage: "Hehe, Qing, Qingqing, do you have the ability to affect people's minds? Certainly not, right, that kind of ability is so rare and complicated, very few people..."

As soon as Han Yufei opened his mouth, Song Qingchen paused when he picked up the cup, interrupting Han Yufei's self-deception, and said calmly, "I will."

Han Yufei froze, his hands trembling a little, the cup was placed on the table, and the veins on the back of the hand holding the cup bulged: "Have you ever used this ability on me..., on me?"

Song Qingchen paused for less than half a second, and said affirmatively, "... used."

Silence, repression.

Han Yufei laughed dryly: "Yes, is it? Then I used to have a good impression of you and treat you as...a brother, all because of the influence of this ability?"

Song Qingchen: "Naturally."

Han Yufei grabbed Song Qingchen by the collar, stared at Song Qingchen, and yelled at Song Qingchen with red eyes: "I want you to say no, I want you to deny it, who told you to admit it, who told you to admit it?" You admit it, you bastard!"