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"Where is this?" Liu Qiu asked in a low voice.

"New York, downtown." Passers-by gurgled and their teeth chattered.

"What's the name of the building next door?" Liu Qiu asked, pointing to the huge building across the street park.

"Giggles, yes, it's New York Natural History...... The museum ...... "Passers-by were clearly terrified.

Countless thoughts flooded through his heart: Wanted? Murderer? Corpse Breaker? A perverted murderer? Chainsaw murderer?

The more I thought about it, the more suspicious I became, and the more suspicious I became, the more scared I became, for fear that the "murderous maniac" in front of him would look at him unpleasantly, and directly burst out and kill him.

The Natural History Museum of New York?

Liu Qiu's heart was touched, but the memory was too long and vague, and the inspiration just now was too weak to be captured at all.

"Looks like we need to go in and have a look."

Liu Qiu muttered to himself.

But obviously, it was impossible for a homeless man to be allowed into that building.

His current identity needs a makeover.

Liu Qiu got up and silently walked towards a community not far away.

In the United States, there are many such communities, and in each community, there is a special house with a large number of automatic washing machines.

Every day, nearby residents, especially mothers, and some single dads come here to wash a lot of clothes.

Therefore, there are a large number of clothes in the washing machine that are being washed or spun dry at any time.

With so many clothes, I believe there will always be one that suits the figure of this homeless man with Liu Qiu as a template.

As soon as I walked into the community, a black security guard carrying an electric baton rushed out of the door, with a fierce expression that seemed to be about to eat people, "Where did you come from, homeless man, get out!" This is not where you should be! ”

In the midst of swearing, the black security guard picked up the electric baton and hit the homeless man in front of him.

The beard was scummy, and the tattered homeless man raised his head, and between his eyes opening and closing, a sharp and cold divine light pierced the heart of the black security guard.

The black security guard felt as if a basin of ice water was splashed in front of him, soaking his whole body, and then he was in the ice and snow, as if he was directly frozen, his whole body was stiff, his expression was numb, and he stood there with a sluggish expression like a statue, and the electric baton was raised above his head, but he let the homeless man walk in, and he didn't react for a long time.

The homeless man walked into the community, went directly to the door of the laundry room, then lifted the curtain and walked in.

"Brush Brush Brush"

The eyes of a dozen pairs of young women and middle-aged women pressed over.

There seemed to be a materialized momentum in the air pushing the homeless man out.

The homeless man raised his head and met these scrutinizing gazes, and glanced over one by one, from left to right.

Everyone lowered their heads, closed their lips tightly, and did not dare to say another word.

The laundry room was completely silent.

The air froze completely, and all sounds seemed to disappear from it, even the sound of breathing was inaudible—and the sound of a "thump" heartbeat grew low and weakened.

The homeless man looked at it for a few moments, and then directly turned on an automatic washing machine, which contained a full set of middle-aged men's clothes, and they were all washed.

He took it out and put it on one by one.

The homeless man then went to the faucet in the bathroom and began to wash his hands.

Little by little, each finger was washed very carefully, and a pair of wrinkled but extremely clean hands appeared.

After washing his face, the homeless man began to look in the mirror, which was completely the face of a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard.

After a few minutes of staring, six reddish data emerged from the corner of his vision.

Strength 1.2, Constitution 1.2, Agility 1.3, Intelligence 0.6, and lastly, Energy Points: 30,000 points.

"It's so strong!"

A hoarse voice sounded, and the homeless man, or Liu Qiu, couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

This body, except for the difference in intelligence, whether it is strength, physique, or agility, is far more than its own primitive body.

Is it really worthy of being a homeless man in a Western country, eating raw meat, fighting with wild dogs and grabbing food?

Or maybe it's because you're in a fantasy world, Liu Qiu is thoughtful.

However, my energy points have increased a lot!

He couldn't help but click on the last energy point, and the original simple word energy was instantly enlarged, and then changed into a box, and dense records appeared in it.

Devour one of the protagonists (one of the three pillars of the world) Matt to gain 500 energy points;

Devour Steve, the second protagonist (one of the three pillars of the world), and gain 500 energy points;

Devour World Fragments to gain 100 Energy Points;

Devour World Fragments to gain 200 Energy Points;

……

Devour World Fragments to gain 200 Energy Points;

Devour Andrew, the third protagonist (one of the three pillars of the world), and gain 500 energy points;

……

Possess the body of the homeless template, consume 1000 energy points, and have 30000 remaining energy points.

When Liu Qiu's eyes were fixed on the word possession in the last column, a line of information slowly flowed through his heart.

It turns out that in the new world, when creating a temporary body that conforms to the laws of the new world, or possessing other bodies, it takes energy points to eliminate the residual spirit, soul, and life imprint in the body.

This charge is 1000 points.

In the very beginning, the body created temporarily consumed the energy of the seed itself, and it also reduced a large part of the seed's heritage.

These are all things that need to be made up for by Liu Qiu several times, tens, or even dozens of times in the future.

And now there are so many energy points, because he was extremely lucky enough to kill the three pillars of the super runaway world, Liu Qiu knew in his heart that in the future world, he would not be able to continue to be so lucky.

So these energy points must be saved.

However, I thought about the dinosaurs, mythical monsters, primitives, and pharaoh mummies I saw when I first entered this world.

Liu Qiu couldn't help but start adding points to his attributes.

Survivability must now be strengthened.

Liu Qiu first looked at the strength column, and under his gaze, his strength began to surge.

Power 1.2, 1.3, 1.4, 1.5, the numbers flickered and jumped, and soon it was 2.0.

There seems to be a limit here.

Liu Qiu had a hunch that if he wanted to continue to add up, the points consumed would increase greatly, and it would not be 10 energy points of power

0.1 stat points up.

The current state of the world is unknown.

Liu Qiu tilted his head and thought about it, but he still gave up the idea of continuing to add points, and waited until he thoroughly understood the world before making a decision, so as not to waste energy points in vain.

Then there is the constitution, 1.2, 1.3, 1.4, and after a few seconds of rapid flashing, the constitution has also reached 2.0.

At this time, only 160 energy points were consumed.

Liu Qiu continued to add, this time it was agility, and agility also went from 1.3, to 1.4, 1.5, then 1.6, 1.7, and finally 2.0, which also reached the limit.

The last intelligence was also quickly added, but this time it was Liu Qiu's turn to be dumbfounded, and the intelligence was only increased to 1.0, and it could no longer be added.

Can it only be the intelligence of ordinary people?

Why?

Liu Qiu stared at the intelligence column deadly, and after more than ten seconds, he finally got the answer, it turned out that this homeless man became a homeless man, not without reason, his brain is problematic, there is an upper limit of innate intelligence, and it is only the upper limit of the average level of intelligence among ordinary people.

If he is replaced by the original vagabond, without the ability of attributes, and continues to survive, he will not be able to have the intelligence of ordinary people in his life, and even because of constant wandering, bad diet, poor environment, and no knowledge supplement communication, his intelligence will be damaged and decline all the way, and finally become an idiot and die silently.

After figuring out the reason, Liu Qiu was not annoyed, he raised his index finger, and the sharp nails at the tips of his fingers were shining.

With a finger on his chin, countless beards snapped at the root and fell to the ground.

Liu Qiu raised his head at this time and continued to look at the mirror, which was already a middle-aged man with a slight vicissitudes of life, but with a domineering and arrogant appearance.

He smiled and turned to walk towards the New York Museum of Natural History.

In the hall of the museum.

Liu Qiu frowned, his eyes constantly looking at a museum security guard and many impressive exhibits.

This security guard has his name written on the chest plaque: Larry? Dali.

If this name only caught Liu Qiu's attention slightly, then the few exhibits placed in the hall on the first floor clearly declared the name of this world to him:

A huge Tyrannosaurus rex skeleton, posed in a biting pose......

Attila, the king of the Huns on horseback......

Easter Island Stone Statues......

Several huge Egyptian stone monuments......

Western Cowboy ......

Liu Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, this world was not dangerous, there were not as many magical elements as he had thought before.

This world, that is, museums...... Fantastic Night!

And now, it's nightfall!

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