I stand under a billion lives

Chapter 4

In the dim room, after a successful blow, the mandrill licked the bright red lips that were stained with an unknown amount of blood contentedly, and looked faintly at the lizard Yinling who had just escaped from Chen Fan's hands.

If it weren't for this little thing to report to him, he would be only one step away from entering the upper class of ordinary spirit ghosts-the shadow demon's mandrill might not be able to find such a big prey.

But now, the mandrill who had just eaten Chen Fan's head felt that he could take that step at any time, so naturally he would not have the idea of ​​occupying the leftovers.

After all, since you want the horse to run, you have to feed the horse, right?
So, it gently waved its short arms, which were completely disproportionate to the huge head, and were so thin that they were almost ridiculously short, signaling that the Lizard Yin Spirit and Dove Yin Spirit could dispose of Chen Fan's remaining corpse at will, and they were satisfied.

After getting approval from the mandrill, Lizard Yin Ling jumped onto Chen Fan's body impatiently. It was nearly killed by Chen Fan with a single knife. It turned its remaining one-eyed eye and threw itself at Chen Fan's right arm full of resentment. Ling flapped his wings and landed on Chen Fan's chest, ready to tear open his chest cavity and peck at Da Bu's heart.

Just when the two low-level Yin spirits were about to feast, a sudden change occurred.

The headless corpse that was supposed to die suddenly raised both hands, pinched the fragile necks of Lizard Yinling and Dove Yinling one by one, and then twisted lightly.

Amidst the two crisp clicks, Lizard Yinling and Pigeon Yinling's necks were just randomly broken, and their eyes were full of doubts and incomprehensions before they died.

Afterwards, the two dead Yin spirits turned into ashes and were sucked into the headless cavity by the headless corpse.

The mandrill next to him, who hadn't reacted at all, finally came back to his senses at this time, opened his bloody mouth and was about to growl and use his ability to eat the whole corpse, but a white arm stabbed into its throat like lightning, using a hard Elbows rest on its fangs.

Afterwards, under the astonished gaze of the mandrill, the headless body gradually formed a black mist from the bitten off neck, and then quickly assembled into the head he had just swallowed.

However, although the face of the reassembled head was exactly the same, the mandrill felt a chill from the cracked corners of the mouth as if laughing, the black whites of the eyes and the cross-shaped pupils.

"Ugh—" In the deep moan, the black and white hair that was parted straight down the middle grew wildly from the bald scalp, and it didn't stop until the long hair reached his waist.

In the end, under Ye Yi's horrified eyes, Chen Fan, who had come back from the dead, suddenly reached into the mandrill's big mouth, grabbed its heart hidden in its thin body, and began to wrestle with each other.

The only weapon was temporarily sealed by Chen Fan with his own arm, and he refused to let go even though he was bitten by his fangs until it was bloody and about to break. black ash.

At the juncture of life and death, the mandrill actually intends to forcibly advance to a higher level of Shadow Demon level!

Looking mockingly at Chen Fan, whose face was sinking like water, Mandrill said in his heart that when I have entered the shadow demon level, I will directly bite off the arm that was stuffed into my mouth, and then tear you into pieces!

Seeing that the situation suddenly turned in a direction that was unfavorable to Chen Fan who had come back from the dead, Ye Yi on the bed finally stood up uncontrollably, and just as he was about to make a move, he was shaken by a loud noise behind him.

The door of the room was smashed down by a kick, and the murderous Chen Fan's father stepped into the room with a double-barreled shotgun engraved with runes, and directly met the surprised Chen Fan who turned his head.

The next moment, Chen Fan's father pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Bong!

After the deafening roar, the mandrill corpse whose upper half of its face had been smashed to pieces shook slightly, and then turned into pieces of white ash and scattered away.

Seeing that he was finally out of the crisis, Chen Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt his body, which was still full of strength just now, soften, causing him to fall powerlessly on the bed.

The next moment, Chen Fan's mother, who was full of anxiety, stretched out her hand to support Chen Fan's crumbling body, and looked at his right arm, which was almost half-bitten off, and couldn't help crying.

Seeing his mother's tears dripping into the wound, Chen Fan was stung so much that he grinned, but in the end he didn't want to let his mother who was worried and chaotic.

Chen Fan's father, who searched the room with a gun and confirmed that there was no threat, finally heaved a sigh of relief. He put down the double-barreled shotgun that was still emitting white smoke from the muzzle. He frowned and wanted to ask Chen Fan what was going on. , the family in the room heard an earth-shattering loud noise from the door.

Amidst the stunned expressions of the three, a tall woman in a black suit rushed into her villa first, waving a high-tech pistol in her hand and shouting: "The Los Angeles City Authority Action Team! Uncle Dean, are you okay? ! Your son was gnawed to death by the Yin spirit!"

As soon as the yelling was over, the team leader suddenly discovered a complex family of three in Chen Fan's room with different expressions.

The team leader who was startled wondered what was going on with the massive bleeding in the monitoring screen, and then saw Chen Fan's bloody arm.

In the awkward silence, Chen Fan was the first to break the silence:

"What's inside...can you stop the bleeding first?"

Ten minutes later, Chen Fan looked at his right arm, which was wrapped in layers like a freshly baked mummy, with a hesitant expression.

However, Chen Fan's father didn't hesitate so much, and snorted directly from his nostrils:
"Hmph! With Chen Fan's recovery speed after awakening, even if the bone is broken, it will grow back in a few hours. If you have time, the bandage is so good now, why didn't you come to help earlier?"

The team leader who was ridiculed by the yin and yang could only stand aside and apologized with embarrassment: "That... Dean Chen Yang... We were indeed negligent this time, but..."

As soon as the word "but" was said, the group leader's remaining words were rejected by Chen Fan's mother's sharp gaze, so he had to shut his mouth and stand obediently.

There's no way, if it wasn't for the fact that his team came so slowly, Chen Fan probably wouldn't need to wear bandages.

What's more, who let him yell that his son is dead as soon as he enters the door.

The group leader shrank his head in embarrassment, but Chen Fan held up the blood-stained booklet with his intact left hand, raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the disturbed group leader:

"Hey, I have a question, that... this lady?"

Hearing Chen Fan's words, the group leader forced a smile: "Hu Weijiu, you can call me Hu group... Forget it, just call me Xiaojiu."

"Okay, little sister Jiu, I want to ask, the prevention manual issued by your Los Angeles City Management Bureau clearly states that ghosts like ghosts will only show up to hunt when the prey is extremely weak, so why? I’m still in good spirits, and the Yin spirits jumped out? And there are still three of them?”

Waving the booklet in his hand, Chen Fan's face was full of doubts.

"Ah, this..." Although I really wanted to say that it was because no one expected you to be a qualified person, which led to you becoming a fat piece of fresh meat in the eyes of ghost spirits and taking risks, let alone that there would be three ghost spirits. Let's take a fancy to you together, and one of them has been half-step Shadow Demon according to the test...

But after Hu Weijiu glanced at the shotgun in Chen Yang's hand that was full of inscriptions on the barrel, she immediately activated her stiff facial muscles and squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying:
"Sorry, this is an isolated case, and it's our Los Angeles City Administration that made a mistake."

"Oh, that's it." Unexpectedly, Chen Fan, who is the person involved and the victim, didn't seem to mind this kind of thing. He put down the booklet and touched his waist-length hair:

"Then, can my appearance change back?"

Seeing the crack at the corner of Chen Fan's mouth and the whites of his eyes, Hu Weijiu hesitated for a moment under Chen Fan's Xiyi gaze, but still shook her head:

"Sorry, you belong to a very special type of awakening. Once awakened, a large amount of spiritual power will transform your body to make it more suitable for you, and the changes caused during this process are irreversible."

As soon as these words came out, Chen Yang moved his hands slightly, and the thick gun barrel turned a cold iron color:

"That is to say, my only son not only almost died due to the inaction of you idiots, but even became a floating spirit?!"

Facing the accusations made by Chen Yang, who hides the fury under the calm appearance, Hu Weijiu became stiff now:

"Principal Chen Yang, Chen Fan's current situation is indeed due to the fact that our team did not respond in time, but I don't think that if you didn't dislike our Piao Ling too much, Chen Fan might not have reported to us for so long! "

Chen Yang's expression darkened when he heard the words, and he unconsciously touched the barrel of the shotgun with his fingers.

But she never refuted Hu Weijiu's words.

"Ahem, I'm sorry, can I continue to ask the question?" With a slight cough, Chen Fan raised his intact left arm, indicating that there are still questions to be answered.

After glancing at Hu Weijiu coldly, Chen Yang sighed, turned and walked out of the room.

Before leaving, he patted Chen Yang's mother, Zhang Cai, on the shoulder: "Let's go, put the gun back for me."

Looking at Chen Fan reluctantly, Zhang Cai finally let go of Chen Fan's palm that she had been holding all the time, got up and followed Chen Yang out of the room.

With a click, the door closed.

Chen Fan, who was sitting by the bed, pointed to the chair beside Hu Weijiu with his left hand, then hugged Ye Yi onto his lap, and asked calmly while stroking the cat:
"Since I've become a Piaoling now, do I have to work with you at the Administration?"

Unexpectedly surprised by Chen Fan's calmness and calmness, Hu Weijiu nodded straightforwardly without beating around the bush:
"You're right. Just like what's written in the manual, any floating spirits must report their situation to the Administration Bureau or the Special Reserve Bureau. As for you... there's a high probability that you'll be mentally prepared that you won't be able to come back. But don't Worried, if you really want to work, whether it is a civilian job or an action team, the Bureau will arrange suitable positions."

After hearing Hu Weijiu's unabashed answer, Chen Fan fell into deep thought.

And Hu Weijiu didn't bother him, and sat on a chair to give Chen Fan plenty of time to think about the future.

After a while, Chen Fan finally mustered up the courage to ask the question he was most concerned about:
"The manual says that Piao Ling will have a good thing called a spirit deed to awaken its own abilities, and then the spirit deed can be transformed into an adapted type according to the ability of holding Piao Ling?"

Although a little surprised why Chen Fan cared about this instead of what he should do in the future, Hu Weijiu still nodded and said that the manual was correct.

So, Chen Fan licked his lips excitedly, and asked the question he wanted to know the most:

"Then... is there any Piao Ling's contract, which belongs to a giant battle armor?"

After being dazed for a moment, a clear snicker appeared on Hu Weijiu's face immediately: "You know, the sickle is a tool that symbolizes harvesting food in the eyes of people in the West, and agriculture has four distinct seasons. Elapsed is the most sensitive, right?"

Although he didn't understand why Hu Weijiu suddenly mentioned this, Chen Fan still nodded to show that he understood.

Seeing Chen Fan nodding, Hu Weijiu went on to say:

"Therefore, in many Western works, the god of death holds a scythe in his hand that symbolizes harvest and longevity. In Babylon, there is a way to ascend to the god of death, and the strongest person of this route, his spirit deed is a car An agricultural harvester that can turn into a robot."

After hearing Hu Weijiu's words, Chen Fan's eyes lit up.

But at the same time, he also keenly captured a vocabulary that he had never seen in the manual: "Upgrade route? What is this?"

"Oh, this..." It seemed that she didn't know whether to say it properly, but after Hu Weijiu accidentally saw the auto chess game displayed on the repaired computer screen, she felt that she could briefly explain it to Chen Fan:
"I see you also play League of Legends? Then you should be able to understand the upgrade of heroes in the game, right?"

He thought that the gameplay of League of Legends was almost useless, and he just chose to play chess to relax, but Chen Fan still nodded: "Of course, I started playing during the closed beta, and the highest rank has passed drill two."

Having said this, Chen Fan couldn't help sighing:

"Unfortunately, when I first entered high school three or four years ago, when the league became popular, a large group of guys who didn't know the so-called came in and ruined the fun of the game. I was so disgusted that I could only play chess. gone."

However, what he didn't expect was that when Hu Weijiu heard Chen Fan's complaint, she immediately regained her spirits:
"Hey, what you said is so right. In the past, when playing games, everyone would order food. If they were slowed down, they would feel embarrassed, and then practice privately to improve their strength. Now it's good. It's just disgusting to criticize others when your teammates are cheated. you."

"Isn't that right, and with this excellent matchmaking mechanism, I often produce strange things. In the worst case, I even had to drag four players in one match, and ended up facing each other's professional players."

"That's right. Let me tell you that I've always envied the person opposite me. I haven't met a great master who can lead me to lie down and win a few times in such a long time. They are all talented people who love to throw the pot away."

"Then he can only spray you, don't just scold him, give him the head or hang up the phone if you refute it, what's more disgusting, hang up after the delivery, and don't agree to surrender early, or even have the face to report after beating this you."

After a long and tacit sigh, Chen Fan and Hu Weijiu said in unison:
"Pits are like tides!"

Then, a brief silence fell on the room.

(End of this chapter)