Not puzzled that there would be a swing here, Chen Mo walked straight to the front of the God of Contract.

"I'd like to ask ......"

"She's not dead, but I don't know if she'll die after that, after all, Ryoko Tamiya parasitized her, and she will definitely do something!"

Without waiting for Chen Mo to finish asking, the God of Contract jumped directly from the swing and replied in a low voice.

As she left, the small swing disappeared directly, and she flew lightly in the sky, keeping Chen Mo's eyes at the same level.

Hearing her answer, Chen Mo also breathed a sigh of relief, but after looking around, he realized that his knife was gone.

This was normal, after all, he was completely unconscious when he left, and he didn't even think about bringing the knife out.

"Is the end of another world......

He couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, but he quickly put aside these emotions and looked up at the God of Contracts.

When the God of Contract saw him look over, his tail swept slightly, and he volleyed up to him, stretched out his right front paw and pressed it lightly between his forehead.

The soft pad of flesh was imprinted on his forehead, and a faint warmth came from above, and at the same time, a warm current began to surge on Chen Mo's body.

This time the reward was a little different from the last time, the last time he rewarded the swordsmanship mastery, he instantly noticed that some memories appeared in his brain that did not belong to him.

But this time, there was a strange change in his body, and the warm current continued to spread in his body, and finally completely wrapped his whole body.

The feeling is very comfortable, like soaking in a hot spring, while countless soft little hands massage on him, making people feel relaxed.

But the comfortable feeling quickly disappeared, and Chen Mo looked at the God of Contract who had withdrawn his front paws in surprise.

"What? Want to enjoy it a little longer? Hum...... It's really a greedy guy, if you can give you this reward, you have to throw yourself to the ground and kneel down to thank this god! ”

Hearing her words, Chen Mo didn't care, but at this moment, he suddenly had a strange feeling.

Raising his hands in front of his eyes, he had an inexplicable and strange intuition in his heart, that is, he seemed to be able to manipulate his body to produce changes, such as ......

As Chen Mo's mind moved, the cells and tissues in his body began to move and converge.

The tissues were surging like fluid, moving from the rest of his body to the palm of his right hand.

After Chen Mo lost ten pounds of weight, he looked even thinner, as if he could be blown down by a gust of wind.

However, there was a look of surprise on his face, and he looked fixedly at the long sword that appeared in his hand, his eyes widened.

Because this long sword doesn't seem to be anything special, it is actually made of the cells and tissues on his body.

Throw the long sword into the air, hold it again with your left hand, and with a twist of your wrist, the exquisite sword flower will bloom.

"......"

The air was sliced, the sword light flickered, and the cold light on it was unabashedly illustrating its sharpness.

The style of this sword is the style of the ancient Chinese sword, with an unpretentious flesh-colored hilt, a firm and straight sword body, and a sharp and flexible edge.

Although he had used the katana in the parasitic beast world for so long before, Chen Mo had obtained a mastery of swordsmanship, even if he could also perfectly control the katana, he still preferred this kind of long sword with a straight blade.

After trying the feel of the long sword in his hand with an excited face, Chen Mo's heart moved.

The sharp sword changed instantly, flowing like a liquid and eventually merging into his palm.

And his face, which had become thinner, was plumped again, although it was still thin, but at least within the normal range.

Shaking his palm, experiencing that strange feeling, Chen Mo was excited, and his eyes were full of light.

Because he found that he could not only manipulate his body system into a sword, but also into any other shape of object, just like a parasitic beast.

However, unlike the parasitic beast, although he can control his own flesh (meow) body cells, he cannot control his own bones.

But it's also completely enough for him, able to manipulate his body to transform at will, and while gaining a powerful self-healing ability like a parasitic beast, he also gets a weapon that can be used in a variety of ways and never worry about damage.

"And...... The power has also become greater! ”

Clenched his fist, Chen Mo swung forward vigorously, and with a gust of wind and waves, a sound sounded.

If he hadn't misjudged, Chen Mo found that his strength was comparable to those parasitic beasts.

"Have I been transformed into a parasitic beast?"

Thinking of this, he was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly looked at the God of Contract in the air.

Seeing the confusion and panic in his eyes, the God of Contracts shook his tail and asked with some curiosity.

"What's wrong?"

"My Body ......"

"Ahh I forgot to tell you the name of this reward.,It's called 'Cell Manipulation'.,It's almost the same level reward as 'Sword Mastery'.,How's that.,Like it? ”

"Cellular manipulation?"

Hearing the words of the God of Contract, Chen Mo also breathed a sigh of relief, but still asked in a low voice.

"I'm still human, right?"

"Of course, what? You don't like who you are as a human? ”

With a flash of light in his eyes, the God of Contract looked at Chen Mo in some surprise and asked in a low voice.

Only then did he completely put his mind at ease, and Chen Mo did not answer the words of the God of Contract, but just shook his head slightly.

Leaving the contract space, he finally returned to his bedroom.

He planted himself on his bed, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and the time was 4:50 a.m. on August 27.

Today was the day of his start to report, and he remembered that he had gone to bed a little earlier for it.

Once in the anime world, time stops, meaning that he was in a coma in the contract space for almost seven hours.

Although being in a coma is not sleeping, the effect may be better, anyway, Chen Mo is not sleepy at all now.

There was no sleepiness, so he simply stopped sleeping, put on his shoes and got up directly.

After checking the materials needed for the report at his desk, and seeing that everything was in order, he tried again for his new reward, cell manipulation.

And just when his face was indifferent and his eyes were excited to keep trying, the god of contract on the side was lazily lying on the pillow, breathing evenly, as if he had fallen asleep.

When Chen Mo was fully familiar with his current abilities, the sun had already risen.

The time is 6 a.m. and the check-in time is 9 a.m.

Although the high school is not too far from home, less than twenty minutes by bus, it is also time to prepare breakfast.

Leaving the room, wash the rice and soak it in clean water, while starting to boil the water.

After a simple wash in the bathroom, Chen Mo returned to the kitchen again, and the boiling water was about to boil under the low fire.

When the water boiled, he poured out the water for soaking the rice, and then poured the rice into the pot, and the boiling water that had been churning fell silent again, while he picked up a spoon and stirred it gently.

Stir a few times and cover again, turn up the heat, and when the pot is boiled again, turn down the heat and gently stir with a spoon for 10 minutes before closing the lid.

Thirty minutes later, a pot of thick and fragrant white porridge has basically taken shape.

Chen Mo took out the preserved eggs he bought before, peeled them and cut them into cubes, and then took out the meat foam that had been cut yesterday from the refrigerator.

Put the diced preserved eggs and lean meat foam into the porridge, stir gently with a spoon to spread evenly, and add a few teaspoons of salt.

Then wash a handful of green onion seedlings, cut them open, and set them aside for later use.

After another ten minutes or so, after the meat foam was cooked, Chen Mo stopped.

Pick up the chopped green onion just now and sprinkle it gently into the pot, then turn off the heat, and a simple pot of preserved egg and lean pork porridge is completed.

At this time, it was exactly after 7:10, and the time could be said to be just right.

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PS1: Yes, don't get me wrong, it's a food novel!

PS2: Thank you for the 100 book coin reward of "like haha" and "light kiss", I haven't been reading on QQ for a long time, and I haven't noticed that I received a tip, sorry!