I draw red envelopes in Wanjie

Chapter 72

"It's time for this world to draw red envelopes and return to the main world."

In the real world, Chen Feng appeared in his room with a completely different expression than when he left.

Half of the power in his body was taken away immediately. In the world of bad people, the highest level of his power is still only 500 years. This is the level of cultivation.However, he found another way, so that the number of skills reached more than 800 years.

So after taking half of his skills, there are still more than 400 years left. He has no opinion on the service fees charged by the system. These skills can be recovered after some time, which does not affect his realm. His realm is still 500 years of skill.

"System, which world is the next world?"

"Under one person."

Chen Feng was stunned and frowned: "It's actually this world, the people in it are a bit strong, the way of cultivation is very prosperous, and there is a person who is immortal."

He showed anticipation, his realm is currently in a bottleneck, and he does not know whether he can make a breakthrough in the next world.

"What is the break time this time?" Chen Feng thought of another thing.

"20 days."

"Isn't it four years in the next world?"

"Yes, exponentially."

Chen Feng nodded, no more questions, sitting cross-legged to restore his power.

It didn't take long for him to practice before his stomach croaked.

The way of his cultivation, he took the road of refining and transforming Qi, using the essence of the body as the foundation, running the exercises, and refining the inner strength.

Therefore, instead of relying on the internal power drawn from the red envelopes, he can only consume the essence in his body to recover, and the essence does not come out of thin air, but depends on food intake.

Only by eating and drinking enough, the body digests the food and turns it into essence, then the exercises can be refined.

To put it simply, cultivation also has to pay attention to the law of conservation of energy.

"In many fantasy novels, the energy that exists between heaven and earth is the source of strength for cultivation. I rely on my own essence, and after all, there is too little, and it will be difficult to break through the original limitations of the body."

Chen Feng let out a sigh of relief. He has only been running for more than ten weeks, and the original essence in his body has been used up and must be replenished to continue.

He was eager to have some spiritual energy to supplement, and that thing must be of high quality, and a single breath of spiritual energy was estimated to be worth his hundred years of skill.

Unfortunately, there seems to be no such thing in the next world. The Qi that those people cultivate refers to the most basic energy and physiological functions that make up the human body and sustain life activities.

That is to say, the inner Zhoutian is also cultivating, and there is not much energy communication with the outside world, let alone refining the power of heaven and earth for their own use.

The most terrifying thing is that their innate energy, with a little less, is difficult to replenish!

The only difference is that the aliens in the next world are too strong, and the Qi cultivated by those individuals is still a bit scary.

He felt that in the next world, he should belong to the aliens cultivated by ordinary people, and the potential of his body should not be comparable to those of those people, otherwise, after the power consumption, it would not take many times to recover.

"No, even if I'm bad, I won't be too bad, maybe my skill is too deep."

Chen Feng shook his head and couldn't help asking: "System, the so-called spiritual energy and vitality, should I be able to absorb it in the future?"

"Yes, as long as the host can withstand these high-level energies, they will naturally be able to refine them just like refining the body's essence."

"Does the real world have such advanced energy?"

"Every world has it, but the concentration is different. At present, the vitality of the world experienced by the host is too thin. In addition, the exercises do not involve absorbing external energy. At the same time, the host's mental power is not strong enough to be sensed, so it is still impossible to practice. The power of heaven and earth."

"The practice method is not good, and the spiritual power is not enough. That is to say, starting from these two points, there is a chance."

Chen Feng's eyes lit up, and he saw the way he should go next.

Just how to go, he is still confused, he must have a reference method.

"Wow."

There was constant noise in the stomach, Chen Feng smiled bitterly, let's eat first.

When he walked out of the room, it was still noon. Looking at the dense traffic on the street, he felt a sense of isolation for a while.

Shaking his head, he remembered that he didn't bring his mobile phone, and went back to get it, and he came to the nearest self-service hot pot.

After loading a table of dishes, the waiter kindly reminded: "Sir, you will pay more if you can't finish eating, so you don't have to take so much."

"Can't finish it? It doesn't exist."

Chen Feng smiled meaningfully, poured a plate of meat into the pot, rinsed it and ate it into his mouth, the taste was stimulating, flexible and fresh.

"good."

He exaggerated, then sat alone and let go of his stomach to eat.

The first dish quickly entered his stomach, and the waiter apologized, "I'm sorry, sir, I didn't know you had a big appetite."

"It's okay, you are busy with your work."

Chen Feng smiled lightly, took another pile of fish, added some vegetables, and continued to fill his stomach.

Since his skill has become profound, his appetite has also grown. In the Eagle Shooting World, his appetite was comparable to five or six ordinary people.

His digestive ability is too strong. Once the food enters his stomach, it will be completely dissolved in a few minutes, and the essence will be quickly refined.

In theory, he can keep eating until his power is fully recovered.

Three hours later, the guests at noon were almost gone, and Chen Feng was still eating. Most of the waiters were attracted and looked at the bowls piled up on the table.

"The boss is about to lose money."

"If you eat so much, will you die?"

"Yeah, he eats so fast, it's almost enough for ten people."

"I heard that some patients don't feel full and will keep eating."

The waiters talked a lot, and the waiter in charge of Chen Feng couldn't help but walked over and said, "Sir, if you eat like this, will it be bad for your health?"

"Look at my belly."

Chen Feng leaned back, his stomach didn't bulge at all, and the waiter was stunned.

Oh my God!
Where did the food go?

He glanced at the rest of the table for four, which were full of empty trays, and the contents inside were estimated to have accumulated hundreds of kilograms.

How can there be no reaction at all when the food that is comparable to a person's weight is put into a person's stomach?
"I'm going to the toilet, don't withdraw this table yet." Chen Feng suddenly said, getting up and entering the bathroom.

Although these ordinary foods can be digested as much as possible, and the digestion is very thorough, there are still some residual impurities, which need to be cleaned up.

Fifteen minutes later, Chen Feng stood in front of the rushing water, a little helpless, "The energy contained in these foods is still too little, and it is too troublesome to replenish."

He shook his head, turned into a horrible foodie, and went back to continue. He didn't replenish enough strength until the evening.

The boss at the side has been crying for a long time. He ate most of the ingredients stored in the store by himself, and the appetite is equivalent to a hundred people. Is this a monster?

Where did the expert come from? He didn't dare to ask or say anything. What if this person turned into a monster and ate people directly?
(End of this chapter)