When Huang Heng woke up again, he found that it was already afternoon.

The room smelled of a mixture of Chinese medicine and sandalwood.

Huang Heng felt that his whole body was soft, as if he had slept in bed for a day and a night after a tiring continuous work.

When Huang Heng tried to move his body, there was still a faint pain in his back.

When he tilted his head to the side, he saw Da Nineteen sitting on a stool, pulling his hand, leaning against the bed, and falling asleep. But he didn't sleep very thoroughly, and Da Nineteen felt that Huang Heng's hand had opened his eyes when he moved.

She sat up and looked at Huang Heng and said, "You finally woke up, do you know how long you've been asleep?" ”

Huang Heng looked at Da Nineteen, and her fair and tight skin was faintly wrinkled. The hair is no longer glorious black green, but has a feeling of grayness, and even a few strands of hair have turned gray.

Huang Heng glared and asked, "Do you know how long I slept?" ”

Da Jiu didn't seem to believe that he looked at Huang Heng, and then covered his face with his hand and said, "You have been sleeping for twenty years, and I have been with you for these twenty years......"

Huang Heng felt a faint pain in his back, and said angrily: "Ah, yes." I've slept for twenty years, should I cry? Or what stage of technology has it been developed now? ”

Da Jiu heard the ridicule outside Huang Heng's words, and put down the hand covering his face angrily, and the previous crying was completely gone.

With a look of chagrin on his face, he said, "Why didn't you fall for the time I wasted on makeup?" ”

Huang Heng said; "Are you stupid, my back still hurts after sleeping for twenty years, and this wound is not good after twenty years?"

Da Nineteen got up and ran to the wooden shelf next to the basin to wipe his face, wiped his face and walked over and returned to his previous appearance and said: "It's not fun at all, Ji Shuangshuang's tattered craftsmanship!" ”

"Don't make a fuss, what the hell happened yesterday?"

Huang Heng beckoned, and the nineteenth helped Huang Heng to sit up, and then put a pillow behind Huang Heng and said: "That's it, the people outside want to trouble us, but they just met the people from the Gate of Life, and the two sides fought." ”

"But why is the Gate of Life masked and wearing a night suit?"

Da Nineteen said angrily: "These people have bad heads, and they have to wear black clothes when they conduct exercises, but they meet another wave of people wearing black clothes, and both sides have accidentally injured many people. That's why I said these people stay in the attic and recite the scriptures, what are they doing, this is, painting a tiger is not an anti-dog! ”

"But ......"

Huang Heng just wanted to say, but Da Nineteen glanced at Huang Heng and said:

"You're lucky, the three people you killed were all bad guys."

"How do you tell the bad guys?"

Huang Heng was a little puzzled, he had never killed anyone, and he had only played with the gangsters when he was in L City.

The most serious thing is to break the knee of the tiger brother in the casino, but last night in a hurry, he actually made a move that harmed people's lives.

"Don't worry, those are all wanted criminals, if you don't want to go to me to get their records of evil, I guarantee that you will want to kill them three or five more times after reading it."

Da Nineteen looked at Huang Heng staring at his hands and said comfortingly.

Huang Heng nodded, and before he could speak, the door was pushed open again.

It's a little kid.

He walked in with a bowl of rice and said tremblingly, "Senior Sister Xiao, it's time to let this eldest brother eat." ”

After finishing speaking, he put down the bowl and ran away, Da Nineteen looked at Huang Heng and laughed dryly, looking embarrassed.

Da 19 walked over and glanced at the contents of the porcelain bowl, and immediately said angrily: "Are these people asking for human lives, they are wounded, you have laid at least one centimeter of chili sauce on top of your cooking......"

Da Nineteen went out noisily with a bowl and theorized, Huang Heng's heart moved, and the elf Hanwu jumped out of the mobile phone placed next to the bed.

"What happened last night, I always feel that Daxi's words were a little missing, you know?"

Huang Heng looked at Hanwu and asked.

Hanwu jumped into Huang Heng's hand and shook his head: "I actually returned to the pet space after you fell unconscious." By the way, do you feel any changes in your body? ”

Huang Heng shook his head and asked, "Why did you suddenly ask this?" ”

Hanwu said: "After I entered the pet space yesterday, I felt that it was much bigger inside, and it was no longer as cramped as I was before with Bai Sha. ”

Huang Heng thought to himself, has there been any change in his body?

Glancing at the mobile phone placed next to the pillow, Huang Heng used his body to activate the skill.

After Huang Heng had previously completed a series of messy tasks, he had obtained a total of four talent extraction slots.

Although the current physical fitness of the system can only share the talent of small species of the insect class, and the talent extraction effect is only ten percent of the body, Huang Heng did not obviously feel any changes in his body after using the skill, but became more and more tired.

However, after experiencing the use of skills last night, now when Huang Heng does not use the "Elf Pet APP" to activate his natural skills, he suddenly finds that his body is no longer as useless as before.

When Huang Heng looked at everything outside the window with his naked eyes, he found that he could already see far away. Moreover, the wind and grass within a hundred meters of the room were under Huang Heng's control.

Huang Heng was puzzled, the system clearly said that the extraction effect was ten percent. But Huang Heng felt that the effect of physical skills was one-third of what it was when he used his mobile phone.

The only explanation now is that the system will use the extraction skill bonus on Huang Heng's body, and there is no specific quantification of Huang Heng's body transformation.

In other words, it is not necessary to increase the skill by one-tenth after using the skill, but now it should be judged by using the proficiency of the skill.

Last night, Huang Heng tried his best to use various skills at the moment of life and death, presumably after the proficiency reached a certain level, it was directly reflected on Huang Heng's body.

But how did the system come up with the figure of "10 percent"? Huang Heng still has doubts in his heart.

Shaking his head and no longer thinking about these trivial matters, Huang Heng stretched out his hand and looked at his arm, which was indeed much stronger than before.

Huang Heng thought to himself, no wonder he woke up today after using the skill so much yesterday, and he only felt soft all over his body, and he was not as tired as usual and couldn't even lift his hands.

It seems that the effect of systematically transforming one's body has been fully reflected, and the softness of the body is only caused by excessive blood loss last night.

Huang Heng felt the surroundings with his body, this is the ability that truly belongs to him, in case the mobile phone will be lost and damaged one day. However, the skills that have been engraved in the body will not be lost unless they are covered with a better skill than it.

With a thought in his mind, Huang Heng had already sensed that Da Nineteen walked to the neighborhood with his meal.

Hurriedly grabbed Hanwu and threw a shot onto the screen of the phone, and Hanya screamed and got into the phone.

At this time, Da Nineteen walked in humming a song, looked at Huang Heng and asked, "How do you feel now?" ”

"It's fine."

Huang Heng said.

Da Jiu saw that Huang Heng stretched out his hand to take the bowl and chopsticks, and turned the bowl to the side with his hand and said, "It's better for me to be old for you, you worked hard last night." ”

"Don't, don't."

Huang Heng looked at the big nineteen, and he had nothing to do, and he was either a traitor or a thief.

"By the way, speaking of which, you haven't exercised either, why is your body so good, you haven't noticed it recently."

Da 19 copied the chopsticks and stuffed them directly into Huang Heng's mouth.

Huang Heng opened his mouth and was about to speak, but the dish of Da Nineteen had already been delivered to his mouth, and he said after chewing a few times and swallowing it in desperation: "No, how can you say that?" ”

"Yesterday, the venom on your wound penetrated into it, and when you brought it back, you had surgery, Ji Shuangshuang's usual scalpel couldn't cut the muscles behind it at all, so in desperation, it was cut with a family heirloom knife."

Huang Heng thought to himself that he had been easily stabbed last night, and it was obvious that the physical changes had only occurred after he had left the battlefield.

However, Huang Heng didn't show anything on his face, and still asked intently: "Family heirloom knife, what knife?" ”

"Kitchen knives, ......"

Dajiu said.

"Poof......

Huang Heng almost squirted out the rice that he had put back in his mouth, and the scene of Ji Shuangshuang holding a large kitchen knife with a big iron kitchen knife with a gloomy face naturally appeared in his mind.

Da Nineteen looked at Huang Heng's surprised look and said, "What's this!" Ji Shuangshuang originally went up the mountain to learn to cook, but the old Chinese medicine doctor had no choice but to take a fancy to her and accept her as a closed disciple, so Ji Shuangshuang gave up cooking and practiced medicine. ”

Huang Heng's heart was dripping with blood, and he almost wanted to shout.

It turned out that the doctor he trusted the most in the past few days was a cook before, and I don't know if Ji Shuangshuang would suddenly pat Huang Heng on the back and say: "This is really a good piece of meat, suitable for making spicy fried meat, and by the way, put some ginger slices to improve the freshness."

……

Huang Heng stayed in Ji Shuangshuang's hospital room for four days before leaving.

When Ji Shuangshuang inspected the wound behind Huang Heng, he found that the wound had a tendency to heal completely.

Ji Shuangshuang couldn't help but look at Huang Heng in surprise, although he was shy and didn't speak, he was still looking forward to something.

Huang Heng already had a shadow in his heart, and after saying goodbye, he was helped by Da Nineteen and hurriedly moved out, and Da Nineteen and the elders of Da Zhimen begged for a long time to help Huang Heng arrange the room next to him.

After Huang Heng walked in, he found that this was actually the woman's boudoir, and Da Nineteen said with a wicked smile: "This is my senior sister's room, but since her head was sent by the enemy, many people have heard her sing in it." ”

"What about you? Do you live next door? ”

Huang Heng looked at the warm decorations around him indifferently, secretly thinking about what kind of person the senior sister of the nineteenth year was when she was alive.

"I didn't hear it, anyway, the little girls didn't dare to live in the future, so in the end they could only keep it as it was, I begged the elders for a long time to get it."

"You all had blood on your hands when you completed your mission, why are you so scared here?"

Huang Heng sat on the chair and turned on the computer switch on the table and asked.

Big Nineteen shrugged: "How can a living person be as terrible as a dead person, child." ”

Huang Heng looked at the Zero Angel Molois wallpaper on the desktop after the computer was turned on, and sighed helplessly.