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Chapter 9 [9] Remnant Seal of Controlling Spirit and Sheriff Black Cat
Three in the morning.

Cheng Han woke up.

Since deducing Cheng's breathing method, he has never slept like ordinary people, and his daily sleep time has been shortened to three hours.

which is:
Go home from school and have your first deep sleep.

At five o'clock in the morning, go to the second deep sleep.

And these two sleeps are enough to fully restore the mental value.

In 24 hours a day, ordinary people only have 21 hours at their disposal except for rest time, but Cheng Han has a full [-] hours.

He felt that if he had this ability in his previous life, it would not be a big problem to be in the top [-] in the province without being the number one scholar in the college entrance examination.

However, due to too many deductions yesterday and too much mental energy consumption, Cheng Han planned to have three deep sleeps.

Wait until five o'clock in the morning, and then sleep for the third time.

At this moment.

Feeling full of energy, Cheng Han used a skill once: "Deduce the progress of the blood-headed spider incident."

The unreal lens slowly opened:

I saw that the huge textile factory was shrouded in darkness, only the security room at the entrance had some light shining through the glass.

This is not surprising.

The factory's production pressure is not high, so there is no night shift, which is when the factory shuts down.

After a while, the illusion dissipated.

Proficiency increased by 1 point, and the upgrade progress reached 39/1000.

Cheng Han frowned: "The Black Armored Army didn't take action, otherwise the factory would definitely be blocked, and the disaster will happen tomorrow. When do the officials plan to take action?"

He shook his head: "I've done everything I can, no matter what."

Cheng Han put on his clothes, opened the door and walked out of the bedroom, and immediately saw the black cat.

It was lying motionless on the ground, sleeping like a dead pig.

wrong.

It should be dead cat.

In order to prevent the black cat from not cooperating, when preparing dinner for him last night, he added the powder of dried black tripod mushrooms to the food.

Cheng Han patted the cat's head a few times before saying silently: "Deduce the method of taming the beast!"

There was a hint of coolness in the scalp.

The mental value began to drop rapidly.

Cheng Han instantly realized that an invisible link seemed to be established between himself and the black cat.

Although the black cat was drowsy, it felt something, its limbs twitched from time to time, and its tail wagged slightly.

There is no doubt that the deduction was a success!

After a breath, Cheng Han suddenly heard a meow.

"Meow~"

Not with the ears.

Instead, it sounded in the brain.

Then, the phantom appeared:

An illusory image emerged from the body of the black cat, its shape was exactly the same as that of the black cat, but it looked a little blurry.

"Meow~"

Another phantom meow.

The phantom suddenly jumped up, slammed into Cheng Han's chest in the air, and then disappeared.

In Cheng Han's spiritual sea, there was a little more blue light group in an instant, with a misty halo on the periphery and a strange light filament structure at the core.

This object is very similar to the residual seal of true flame, but the structure is much simpler.

A message flashed: "Analyzed the 'Remnant Seal of Controlling Spirit', proficiency +8, the current proficiency is 47/1000, and the spiritual value is 4.8/13.4."

Cheng Han was pleasantly surprised.

Another remnant seal!
The upper limit of spiritual value has increased by 0.1 points!
He concentrated his mind on the residual seal, a stream of knowledge gushed out, and he immediately understood the purpose of this thing.

The so-called "controlling spirit" means controlling spiritual creatures.

This remnant seal can not only be used to tame animals, but also has some unexpected magical uses.

He observed the remnant seal for a while, and got another piece of feedback: "The remnant seal of Yu Ling, the integrity is 12.42%."

Compared with Zhenyan residual seal, the integrity is more than ten times higher.

Cheng Han didn't think this was a good thing: "It seems that the development potential of the Remnant Seal of Ling Yuling is far inferior to that of the Remnant Seal of True Flame."

He grinned again: "But it doesn't matter, as long as it works well."

Cheng Han stroked the back of the black cat and touched the remnant seal of the spirit with his spirit. The light cluster immediately swelled up and absorbed a small amount of spiritual value.

After a few breaths, the black cat opened its eyes.

One of the many uses of the Lingling Remnant Seal is to stimulate the deep potential of taming animals and help them fight against various negative states.

Originally, the black cat took a lot of medicine, and it was difficult to wake up before ten o'clock, but under the effect of the residual imprint, it miraculously suppressed the efficacy of the medicine.

The black cat was dazed for a while, raised its head, and met Cheng Han's gaze.

Before that, whenever Cheng Han approached, it would quickly dodge, but now it does not dodge or dodge, acting extremely docile.

Cheng Han issued the first command: "Screw."

The black cat froze for a moment, seemed a little surprised, then rolled over on the ground.

Cheng Han said again: "Wag the tail three times."

The black cat obediently flicked its tail three times.

In the next few minutes, Cheng Han had an addiction to taming cats.

The black cat followed suit.

If ordinary people see this scene, they will definitely think that this is a cat with high IQ and has undergone long-term training.

No one would believe that just a few moments ago, it was a feral stray cat.

Cheng Han was very proud: "Little thing, the first time I saw you, you squatted on the top of the wall with an aloof look, haven't you become submissive now?"

There was a trace of helplessness in the black cat's eyes, as if it was expressing protest: Master, have you played enough?
Cheng Han thought for a while, then said, "Let's give you a name first."

He recalled a cartoon in his previous life, and said with a smile, "I'll call you 'Sheriff' from now on."

Black cat and sheriff, this is a perfect match!

"Meow~"

The black cat barked, as if it recognized the name "Sheriff".

three hours later.

Cheng Han came out of the bedroom after sleeping for the third time.

The black cat took the initiative to lean over and touched his trouser leg with its head.

Cheng Han patted the cat's head: "From today onwards, you can move freely outside during the day, but you must go home before dark, understand?"

"Meow~"

The black cat's cry was much higher, and it seemed quite happy.

It couldn't wait to walk to the door, raised a paw and pressed the door.

It's expressing - I'm going out.

Cheng Han didn't make things difficult for it, and opened the door directly.

The black cat rushed out with a whoosh.

Judging by its appearance, it was obviously suffocated.

*
As usual, at [-]:[-] in the morning, Cheng Han stepped into the classroom of the second class of the third year on time.

As soon as he took his seat, Qian Qingqing complained in a low voice: "Yesterday I brought you breakfast, but you asked for leave and didn't come. I ate half of my breakfast and almost got full."

Cheng Han glanced at the small tablet, and said with a smile, "Eating more is a good thing."

As the saying goes, keep an injustice in your chest, and don't be afraid of strong winds.

The little girl was quite smart, and immediately understood the subtext of this sentence, and a blush suddenly flushed on her fair and tender pretty face.

She glared at her deskmate bitterly: "A dog can't spit out ivory!"

In the next second, she automatically ignored it.

Qian Qingqing took out a paper bag, stuffed it to Cheng Han, and said: "Eat it quickly! There is honey cake in it, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Then she handed over a fist-sized green fruit: "My mother recently bought a batch of 'Qinglin Fruit'. I tasted one yesterday, and it was sweeter than the last time I bought it."

Cheng Han held an iron straw, pierced the skin of Qinglin fruit forcefully, took a big gulp, and praised: "It's really good."

Qinglin fruit is a bit like coconut fruit from another time and space, but its taste is completely different. Its juice is sweet and sour, which reminds him of a drink called "Nutrition Express".

In a word, delicious!
Qian Qingqing smiled: "I'll pick a sweeter one for you tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)