When Fu Qingjun returned to the house, it was already past seven o'clock.

The sky lit up completely.

He rearranged his clothes, sat down in his chair, counted the silver pounds he had obtained, and put them away.

"If you have money, for the next period of time, the most basic life problems will definitely be fine. Fu Qingjun took a deep breath, "Also, it is to supplement nutrition." ”

In addition, today, I have been eating white rice for five days in a row when I came to this world.

The imbalance in nutrition had already made him feel prostration and powerlessness, not to mention continuing to practice martial arts.

"I can't do this, I have to improve my diet!"

And before he ate a simple diet, he ate white rice, naturally because he didn't dare to go out to eat, and he would be killed if he was not careful, which was too risky.

But now that the size problem has been barely solved, it should be possible to impersonate.

After all, although he was not Fu Qingjun's acquaintance, when he faced Na Sika just now, the other party did not feel unusual, which meant that his heightened shoes and black silk muscles already looked completely normal martial artists, although his face was still immature.

In addition, the strength of his hair has increased, showing a more powerful feeling, and there is no disobedience at all.

"Still have to get a table. ”

Fu Qingjun planned to wait for the little horn to come over and solve this problem.

As for whether Jiaxia had returned to the distant past, Fu Qingjun did not dare to assert.

Because ancient myths and legends such as Nibiru and Anunnaki did exist, and there were only clues in front of them... It is not known whether it really traveled through time and space and established a prehistoric mythological civilization in distant antiquity.

He directly studied the ancient ship again, and the sail was completely broken and disappeared without a trace.

"The anchor is to locate parallel worlds, and the sail is to travel through the past?"

"It's just that the anchor can be used all the time, holding a fairway... The sail was disposable, and it just disappeared?"

He kept guessing that this ancient ship was really terrifying, sailing on the multiverse and sailing on an eternal timeline.

And if it does, it's a big loss.

That's an important one-time hole card!

I opened it inexplicably, and I used it directly.

"If you find the lost sail again, can you get it back..."

Fu Qingjun thought wildly, frowned, and said, "However, if the speculation is true! The sail is broken, and the sail is likely to go back to the past with Jiaxia... How to find yourself in this era? Find ancient ruins, cultural relics, go to museums... A sail the size of a toothpick, or a cane wrapped in a cloth?"

"Is there a similar scepter in ancient mythology?"

Fu Qingjun thought about it too much!

Really blood loss!

No matter where Jiaxia went, Fu Qingjun knew that it was definitely not a good thing to permanently break a sail, and it was definitely not a good thing to be mutilated, this was his own hole card!

"Forget it, it's useless to think so much, and strengthening yourself is the way of enlightenment. Fu Qingjun took a deep breath and felt that five days had passed, and he didn't know what to do with another end of the world.

Although I have had a good time in the past few days, I should also go and see it.

After all, a few days in the ruins of the apocalypse, death and survival, there must have been a wonderful life over there, right?

He quickly set his goals:

Rebuild the world and go straight to the post-apocalyptic wasteland!

"Master, Second Master, hold on, I'm coming..."

After all, the race has developed the second echelon, and it is no longer an ordinary mortal ant, and the powerful racial heritage is still there, and reproduction will soon be able to restore its peak.

He continued to finalize his heart, and his mood became more and more surging, "This is simply a snowball! As long as I edit the soul combination and evolve a more powerful demon clan, their civilization will become more and more prosperous, and the more powerful people will be, and the fall of gods and demons like that, and the recovery of dead souls, will inevitably be earth-shattering..."

"It's a pity that I grew it for the second time, but I still don't have enough brains, so I can only spray some small ants... What if it's a big animal!"

Wouldn't he be able to build a truly normal creature demon kingdom?

The real large-scale transcendental, magical, fairytale, world?

"Forget it, you don't have enough brains, start small. He rearranged his thoughts, but he was not in a hurry, and directly began to sort out the hair that had fallen out all over the ground.

"Even though a second generation of hair grows, the first generation of hair cannot be wasted, braided and woven into a carpet and placed under the table. ”

There was a loophole before, but it was still possible to escape from the table sand table.

It's just that Jiaxia's restrictions have restrained them, causing other creatures to have no ambition to escape.

"But the times are different, and it's still me who limits them. Fu Qingjun took a deep breath, "Then, wrap the wire around his hair and surround a protective net in all directions. ”

Fu Qingjun found that after he evolved, the suction of his hair became stronger!

You can suck your soul back into the air.

Now, as long as you weave it into a silk net, as long as you get close, you can absorb the souls of your dependents.

"In this way, the wall of the world is formed with hair, and a transcendent world is wrapped in it!"

"This is to prevent flying species!"

"After all, a fusion of chickens, ducks .... Moreover, even if they can't fly, it is very possible for these transcendent creatures to jump out of the world like fleas. ”

"Unless you use the tactics of a sea of people, a lot of death, and fill the entire hair net with your soul, you can't suck it, and you have a chance to go outside.... However, with the silk nets in all directions, the dense blankets that connect the ground, this huge soul reserve is difficult to fill. ”

Fu Qingjun kept sorting out his thoughts, like knitting wool, sitting on the table, braiding his hair.

Whoa—

Hair is windless automatic.

Interspersed in the air, it looks extremely weird and terrifying.

He didn't know what his situation was, in short, the extended spiritual power hair that was rooted in his brain was developed like this by himself, and it was incredible that such special abilities appeared.

"It's done. ”

After a while, Fu Qingjun looked at the new frame and was very satisfied.

And at this time, calculate the time, the little horn should go to work, and he was eating noodles downstairs, he shook the bell in the window and called the little horn.

"Huh?" the little horn went upstairs, looking at Brother Fu this time no longer just risking a head, but standing outside the door.

She looked at Brother Fu's muscles and figure, and always felt that something was wrong, and it seemed to be more perfect and stylish?

"Brother Fu, how are you... By the way, are you still in retreat and cultivating, what the hell are you doing alone in the house, isn't it boring?" The little horn had a long reflex arc, but now it was completely confused.

"Okay, I want a table. Fu Qingjun didn't wait for her to complain, and directly smashed her with ten silver pounds, "Woman! This is the activity fund, and you have enough to eat and drink." ”

"yes. ”

The little horn suddenly smiled.