Chapter 7: Everything Will Be Okay Talent Dementor

The old house of the Fa Xiaojia had only one room and one window.

and a small light bulb in the center of the head that emits a dim yellow light.

Exposed steel wires all around tell onlookers that this is not a place to live.

Actually, this is the place where Lao Zhou used to store goods.

But since Mo Jinwu sent his mother-in-law to a sanatorium with a better environment, Lao Zhou felt that it was inconvenient for Mo Jinwu to run back and forth.

took it upon himself to vacate the house and give it to Mo Jinwu for temporary residence.

For this reason, the proprietress did not break her mouth.

Inside the room, the furnishings are very minimal.

In the corner is a pair of dumbbells, which Mo Jinwu bought from the wholesale market at a half-sky-high price in order to exercise at home after school.

There was also a huge bucket, which was the only gift he received from Lao Zhou.

If it weren't for the fact that the bathroom had to be used outside, Mo Jinwu wouldn't even accept the bucket.

He is stubborn and insists that human favor is the most difficult thing to return.

But he is not pedantic, such as his mother-in-law's public nursing home qualifications, if it weren't for Lao Zhou's help to contact him, I'm afraid that some of the staff who have policies and countermeasures will not be able to let him send his mother-in-law to move in so smoothly with poverty and crane tail.

A wooden plank a few centimeters above the ground that barely counts as a bed, which he picked up from the nearby Pengwo district.

On the wooden plank, the plain mattress is smooth and neat, and the quilt folded like a tofu block is the result of the training of the martial arts instructors.

A table made of a wide board of wood and four supporting pieces of wood, which he also picked up in the Pengwo area.

Pengwo District is mostly inhabited by miner families with some historical problems.

Working in the mines, they all suffer from a disease and need to take a medicine to maintain their bodies.

Although there are some special drugs that can be completely cured if you insist on taking them, it is like a good saying.

What is the biggest failure in medical research?

It's not that I didn't make the corresponding medicine, it's that I made it, and you can't afford it! It's better not to have that hope.

Therefore, there is no one in the thirteen districts, especially the people in the old city, who does not want to leave this place full of yellow sand with their whole family.

Whether it's for better employment or for a better environment, factors have led them to want to leave here.

No matter how bad it is, it's also great to leave the old city and go to the new town!

Including Mo Jinwu, he also thinks so!

But alas, the people of the new city are very disgusted with the people of the old city moving in.

They thought the people of the Old City were poor and dirty, with invisible mine germs on them.

And the people in the old city don't have the economic strength to go to the new city.

Not to mention leaving here and heading to other scenic regions?

On the table, the mule carried two tall and thick books.

On the cover of one of the stacks, the top book reads: "On the Power and Protection of Interstellar Voyages".

This is the subject of research at Linhai University this year, and the research results that have not progressed an inch have made many people think that those professors are cleverly setting up a name to defraud the federal funding.

If it weren't for the fact that this academy was ranked among the top ten military academies in the Federation, they would have been criticized a long time ago.

A dim glow emanated from a small bulb overhead.

Mo Jinwu sat behind the table, his left hand pressing his swollen temple.

On the right hand, I flipped through another book, "On the Cooperative Control of Civil Exoskeleton Armor, Intention Recognition, Gait Detection, and Human-Computer Coupling." 》

After coming back last night, Mo Jinwu tested his strength with dumbbells.

With the blessing of heat flow, the 50KG dumbbell can easily complete multiple curls!

At that time, his first reaction was: go and catch the criminals!

The Sheriff's Bureau has a high bounty on those fugitives who have gone into exile!

If the criminal is caught, the cost of the mother-in-law's sanatorium will naturally be covered!

If you can't catch it, you'll just reach the original planned goal: die in the line of duty!

With three times the pension, the cost of the mother-in-law's nursing home will be covered!

For a while, Mo Jinwu only had two big words in his mind: no loss!

No loss!

If you were lucky enough not to be taken away by illness.......

If there is a heat flow in the body, then you can pass the level 5 test and become a martial artist!

As long as you can become a warrior, you can leave here with your mother-in-law!

The Federation's treatment of warriors is very high!

The Qiqi of the old Zhou family is the thirteen districts where the warriors left, and the Martial Arts Association of the Federation also sent a house to Qiqi in the ninth district!

As long as you can become a martial artist, Mo Jinwu can also have these treatments!

Whether it is medical care or the environment in the outside area, these are what the mother-in-law urgently needs.

But fantasizing about a better life, he soon thought of another question.

I was still at the tail of the crane a few days ago, and now that it has changed so much, will I be pulled out to slice and study?

Out of an abundance of caution, he kept a small hydration bag in his pocket.

In addition, although Mo Jinwu's headache signs have been alleviated compared to before.

But Mo Jinwu was still very worried that he would faint one day and never wake up again.

He guessed that the reason why he was able to enter the world of war, and his headaches, had something to do with the curse indicated by the blood symbol.

Behind that curse seems to be a progress bar?

Until there are more clues, everything about the world of war is just speculation.

There are only two issues that Mo Jinwu needs to consider now, how to disguise the existence of the heat flow, and how to use the heat flow to capture criminals in exchange for the bounty amount.

Or, sacrifice in exchange for a pension.

"It's going to be fine!"

"Everything will be fine!"

Mo Jinwu closed the book and muttered to himself.

It's been a day since I came back from Lao Zhou's grocery store, and thanks to the security officer who sent him to the hospital, he also helped him ask for leave from Shangwu Academy.

Mo Jinwu didn't know if he could enter the war world tonight, he looked at his hand, where several blood-colored symbols rose and appeared in his eyes.

【Void Treasure: Faceless】

[Condition: Incomplete]

[Note: The perfect alchemy product, made of the essence of the Void Royal Clan, can be embodied into an independent acting individual, can perfectly replicate the host's combat experience, and has a number of race-level talents, most of which are now mutilated.] 】

[After the host is raised, it can be blessed and used by wearing the illusion mask. 】

【Void Race Talent: Dementors】

[Dementor, which forms a vortex on the face, shocks the enemy's soul for a certain period of time, and can absorb its talent and Yuan Qi when inflicting a kill on the enemy. 】

[Talent: God Speed.] 】

[God Speed: Consumes Yuan Qi, locks on the target in the field of vision for instant flashing.] 】

"It's like ......"

"Something amazing."

Mo Jinwu muttered to himself as he looked at the half-section of the mask emerging from the back of his hand.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, the weightlessness of falling from a high altitude came again.

His eyes were red, and he felt something in his heart when he shot out a round of blood-colored crescent.

It's time to enter that world of war again!