Tremble! White-eyed Wolf

    The Zhao family members have good personalities. Yinglan privately wants to develop them into partners. After all, the crisis in this small world is not small. She also brings a four-year-old child, always There are times when you can't take care of it.

    Due to yesterday's receipt of enough supplies, everyone has no plans to go out today. Zhao's father and Xia's mother are still a little difficult to ask, but Zhao Kexin directly asks the doubts that have plagued the night after breakfast .

    "Sister Mo, aren't you a cultivator who lives in the mortal world?"

    Ying Lan was amused: "When have you ever seen a cultivator who is as miserable as me?"

    "It seems to be the same." Zhao Kexin scratched her head embarrassedly. Although Sister Mo admired her self-reliance, she still had a big gap between her status and that of a cultivator.

    "But Sister Mo seems to know a lot."

    "You know that I was scratched by a zombie before," Ying Lan thought of a more acceptable rhetoric, "After that, I felt two kinds of energy, one entered from the wound, Intended to destroy the body that controls me, the other kind of energy floated in the air and was absorbed into my body to drive out the previous energy."

    "Then I'll be fine," she lifted her finger and touched it lightly, and a cluster of small sparks suddenly appeared at her fingertips, "and gained super powers."

    "Wow!" Zhao Kexin exclaimed, "Sister Mo, you are a fire-type power!"

    "Fire power?" Ying Lan was taken aback.

    "Yes! It's written like this in the novels."

    Zhao Kexin liked to read novels the most when she was in college. In recent years, the end-of-life literature has become very popular, and she has read a lot. Zhao's father, Xia's mother and Yinglan were all stunned.

    Her parents still prefer to watch dramas because of the times, and they mostly follow martial arts and life dramas.

    Yinglan's last small world was basically closed in the laboratory for research. In this life, Mo Yinglan's life has also been filled with part-time jobs and money, and she can't tell much about leisure. So it was the first time I came across these, and I couldn't help feeling that the imagination of mortals is really rich.

    "But I can do other things." But after listening to her division of abilities into various categories, Ying Lan was a little unclear, and showed her ability to control water, soil and metal. , if there is a seed, she can also control its rapid growth.

    It’s just that the spiritual power of this world is meager, and her physical aptitude is not even one ten thousandth of the weakest immortal in the fairy world, so at most she can induce a cluster of small fires and a stream of water similar to tap water. .

    But these are enough for Zhao Kexin to envy: "Sister Mo, you are actually a boss of the whole department!"

    "According to what you said, it seems like this," Ying Lan thought for a while and said, "but everyone should be able to do it."

    "Everyone!" Zhao Kexin was so excited that her breath was tight and her eyes lit up, "Can I do it too?"

    "Yes."

    She doesn't know where the magic energy of this small world comes from, but the people who are infected and become magic corpses are unqualified, and the rest can absorb it by themselves. A little spiritual power, so after the end of the world, he was not affected by the magical energy in the air.

      Become a corpse.

    A small number of people with good aptitude or strong willpower will comprehend the introduction of spiritual power in times of crisis, and obtain what Zhao Kexin calls "ability".

    "But why does Dad only have gold-type abilities?"

    "Perhaps Uncle Zhao is closer to the element of gold?" Ying Lan guessed like her body was closer to the element of water, but her consciousness was strong enough, and this slight difference was very important to her. No effect.

    "Sister Mo, can you see what element I am closer to?" Zhao Kexin didn't wait for her to answer another series of questions, "If I want to inspire supernatural powers, do I have to do the same with you? Looking for a zombie to grab or bite? It feels very dangerous, what if I don't control it and get bitten to death? That's too wrong!"

    "No need," Ying Lan didn't think she was noisy, and answered patiently, "I have a way to help you draw your spiritual power into your body and activate your abilities."

    "Spiritual power?" Zhao Kexin crooked the building again, "Is it the kind of energy in the air that you said before, Sister Mo? You call it spiritual power! Cultivation!"

    "You talk too much!" Xia's mother couldn't help pulling her daughter's ear away, "Don't mind, Xiao Mo, this child loves to talk when he is a child!"

    Ying Lan has all the memories of her soul, of course she knows that Zhao Kexin has this little problem, but she doesn't bother her, instead she thinks her chattering appearance is very warm and lovely.

    "Aunt Xia, let me activate your abilities first."

    "Can I do it too?" Mama Xia was stunned.

    "Mom, didn't you hear me just now?" Zhao Kexin quickly rescued her ears from her mother's hands, rolled her eyes and said, "Sister Mo said that everyone is okay, are you not among them? ?"

    "How did you talk to your mother, you bastard?" Mama Xia tried to pinch her again, but she avoided her with her tongue sticking out.

    "Mom, don't waste your time, I'm still waiting for Sister Mo to help!" Zhao Kexin urged her mother in turn, not thinking about who was wasting time just now.

      Machete, chop chop chop when you see zombies!"

    "If you want a machete, I'll do it for you." Father Zhao despised his daughter's IQ.

    "Yes..." Zhao Kexin scratched her head awkwardly.

    While the two father and daughter were talking, Ying Lan had already taught Mama Xia how to pose, leading the spiritual power to travel in her meridians.

    Mother Xia's qualifications are even worse than her current body.

    Ying Lan took care of her, and it took nearly half an hour to fully operate the spiritual power for a week, she withdrew her hand, told Mama Xia to run the spiritual power on her own, and then called Zhao Kexin over .

    "Sister Mo, why don't you take a rest first? You're not in a hurry anyway." Zhao Kexin saw her tired look after treating her father yesterday. She is tired again.

    "It's okay, I've rested all night, I'm fine now." Although Ying Lan refused, she felt that the little girl's behavior was warm and conscientious.

    Zhao Kexin didn't persuade her anymore when she saw that she was not reluctant. She imitated her appearance and put on a good posture.

    In the past, when she read a novel and encountered the description of how comfortable it is to operate in her body, she thought it was too exaggerated. Now, after experiencing it for herself, she realizes that there is really such a comfortable thing in this world!

      People have turned into water, warm and lazy.

    Ying Lan looked at Zhao Kexin who had settled in without any warning, and sighed that her aptitude was quite good, and gave some pointers to Zhao's father on how to practice, and then her daughter grabbed her sleeve .

    The big eyes stared at her, the meaning of which is self-evident.

    Ying Lan smiled and said, "Don't worry, Mom has not forgotten what she promised Wenwen."

    "Mom will teach me after a while, I'm not in a hurry." Mo Shuwen frowned again after finishing speaking, "As long as mom doesn't forget."

    It seems that as the last little guy, she is still a little resentful.

    Yinglan nodded her little nose and said with a smile: "Mom is not tired, can you teach Wenwen now?"

    "Okay!" Mo Shuwen smiled happily and smiled.

    Mo Shuwen's qualifications are better than Ying Lan imagined I fell asleep while practicing.

    The Zhao family also ended the meditation one after another, and they all woke up. When Yinglan came out, Zhao Kexin was looking for the seeds to germinate there.

    Yinglan also cultivated in the ground (in her life as the Queen Mother), and she knew that it was soybeans from the appearance of Xiaomiaomiao, but in the end Xiaomiaomiao just turned into a bigger Miaomiao, and Zhao Kexin’s face was sullen It turned red, and it didn't bloom.

    This made her a little frustrated, but she was optimistic by nature, Ying Lan only comforted her a few words, and she immediately came back to life with full blood.

    Mother Xia's first ability to control the soil is to control the soil, but she can only make the ground protrude or concave a large piece of the basin.

    Among them, Father Zhao is the most lethal. Not only can he control metal to fight zombies, but he can also make enhanced weapons for them.

    Ying Lan asked about their plans after their excitement passed. Dad Zhao and Mama Xia hadn't thought about it yet, but Zhao Kexin was the first to express his opinion.

    "We will definitely not be able to stay in Anxian County. There are too few supplies here. You have seen the situation yesterday. There are so many people coming to such a dangerous place. I'm afraid it's not just around us, other people The resources of the area have also been consumed almost, and if they stay, they will not fight with the zombies but with the same kind."

    "But isn't it the same in other places? Where there are more supplies, there are more people, so where are you going to fight for your life?" Mama Xia couldn't help but wipe her face when she thought of the hardships ahead.

    "It's different, Mom." Zhao Kexin took her hand and said, "If there are more people, we will find a way. Maybe someone has established a base now. We all have supernatural abilities. You can have a meal at any time."