in the compartment.

Mo You sat cross-legged on the bed, her body floating with a bright mental glow.

Oath Effect +1......

How much benefit it can bring to the "Soul Echo", Mo You has no idea in his heart.

Anyway, it still has to be judged according to the practical process.

"First of all...... Well, don't rush the mimicry appearance just yet. ”

Mo You, who was about to add an ability mechanism to "Soul Echo", suddenly thought-

Before you know the approximate stock of the Oath effect, try adding other higher-level abilities.

Like what

The valuable ability to swap places between self and shadows, as well as between shadows and enemies.

In terms of tactical value, it is better than the mimic appearance.

There is also the ability to "share the fruits of cultivation", if it can be successfully added, you can perfectly play the value of the cultivation buff.

"Let's try the ability to share the fruits of cultivation first...... If you can succeed, you don't expect to return 100% of your cultivation results, but you won't be below 50%. ”

With this in mind, Moyu began to try.

About ten minutes later.

Moyu ended in failure.

"It seems that the ability level of sharing the results of cultivation is too high, even if the effect of the oath is upgraded by one level, it can't be done, but it's ...... when you think about it."

"The ability of the clone type, depending on the distance, power, accuracy, etc., generally requires some harsh activation conditions, and in addition, when maintaining the ability, it usually requires a high degree of mental concentration."

"Sharing the fruits of cultivation or something, it's an existence that I can't touch for the time being, but how did you get the ability to "kill and upgrade" in the original book? I really don't know how many harsh constraints it takes to get that ability......"

Unable to get the ability to share the fruits of cultivation, Mo You didn't feel anything.

After all, it took less than a month to learn to "read......

"Let's try the ability to swap places."

Mo Yu settled down and began to try another ability development instead.

In the end, it still ended in failure.

"It's because I'm thinking so beautiful."

Moyu laughed to himself, and after his idea fell through, he honestly tried the ability to mimic the shared appearance.

This time

He successfully developed his abilities.

Originally, the shadow man with only a pitch-black silhouette slowly appeared on the surface of his body under the baptism of telekinesis, and then slowly turned into Mo You's appearance.

Filmmaker –

No

It should now be called a shadow replica.

"The speed of mimicking the appearance is too slow, and you can only slowly shorten the time limit through practice, and you need to reach at least 0.5 seconds to be qualified, huh?"

Mo You glanced at a smudge on the shadow clone's face, raised his hand to his chin, and smiled, "The effect of the ability is even better than I expected." ”

After successfully developing the ability of "mimic shared appearance", Mo You has already tumbled all kinds of dirty routines in his mind, just waiting for someone who is destined to experience the wonders.

"Let's see if the effect of the oath remains...... Let's start with basic bodily functions, but do you want to try your hearing skills first, or your ability to speak? ”

Mo Yu thought for a moment, but still chose to hear.

He poured his thoughts into his abilities, and after a moment, he grabbed something and plugged his ear, then let the shadow clone back away, making a gesture of rubbing his index thumb against his ear.

The faint sound that came out of it reached his ears exactly.

"It's finished."

The corners of Mo You's mouth were slightly raised.

But he didn't stop there, and continued to try to develop the ability to "speak".

After a while, to no avail.

"So be it."

Moyu is already satisfied.

His "Soul Echo" is biased towards a trait-based compound ability, which is not to mention difficult to develop, and requires harsh constraints to exert the effect of the ability.

Now you can get so much feedback just by setting a constraint of "sharing pain......

Moyu was satisfied.

He had a hunch that under the premise that the "memory capacity" was sufficient, the "soul echo" could bring him more and more surprises.

"To celebrate the birth of a new ......"

Mo Yu beckoned the shadow clone over, just knocking a few punches.

The shadow clone was knocked back two steps by him.

"It doesn't feel right."

Mo You looked at the shadow clone that was exactly the same as himself, frowned, and said, "It's like you're abusing yourself when you fight, oh...... I was already masochistic, but it still felt a little different. ”

Saying that, Mo Yu did not choose to let the shadow clone return to the form of the shadow man, but thought about some possibility.

"Interesting."

He closed his eyes and kept calling up some memories related to people in his mind.

There's Hisoka, there's Kurolo, and there's Ilmi......

In the end, Moyo chose Hisoka.

The images that flashed in my mind suddenly froze into Hisoka, and gradually became clearer.

Meanwhile.

The shadow clone is like a terracotta warrior exposed to the air after a thousand years, and the color on its body disappears at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it soon turns back into a dark shadow figure.

Immediately afterwards, a little bit of color appeared and spread all over the filmmaker's body, like ink falling on rice paper......

Mo You, who had his eyes closed, quietly oozed a little cold sweat on his forehead, which was particularly difficult.

The colors on the film's body are gradually becoming clearer, and at the same time, the volume has also increased significantly.

About fifteen seconds later.

The shadow man turned into Hisoka's appearance, that is-

It looks like Picasso.

However, there are also some obvious characteristics that can lead to the perception of "Ah, this is Hisoka".

"Whew."

Moyo raised his hand to wipe away the sweat, then punched Picasso Hisoka hard in the face.

With a muffled sound.

Picasso Sisso's stumbling back as Moyo let out a sigh.

"It's much more comfortable."

Subsequently, Moyo tried his best to beat Picasso Siso, and the fight was hearty, and he felt that the efficiency of the "pain resistance training" could be greatly improved in the future.

Somewhere in the world.

In his early twenties, Hisoka holds a blood-stained playing card between his index fingers

On the ground in front of him lay a sturdy man with a lifeless ability to strengthen the system.

Hisoka looked down at the corpse, kissed the blood-stained playing card, and pressed his index finger against his high, swollen cheek.

"It's a little painful, like being punched several times in a row."

Saying this, Hisoka looked happy.

Cut back to the office.

Moyo beat Picasso Sisoo for a record-breaking hour before he lost his ability and collapsed on the bed, entering a state of "absolute".

He gave himself an hour to rest.

Time lapses –

An hour later.

Mo Yu put away his "absolute" state, and then walked out of the cubicle.

Sambica: They were already waiting outside.

Without wasting much time, Moyo, Sambica, and Bisji left the office under the watchful eye of Lizzie.

Coming to the side of the road, Bisji stopped a late-night taxi, and then simply activated his money ability and bought the taxi on the spot.

"Remember to reimburse people."

Bisgi, who was sitting in the driver's seat, winked at Sambica.

Sambika nodded silently.

"Sit tight."

Bisgi held the steering wheel with both hands, and there was a little excitement in his eyes.

"Huh?"

Mo Yu fastened his seatbelt for the first time, and at the same time did not forget to remind: "Sambica, seat belt." ”

At this time, Bisgi stepped on the accelerator hard.

With the roar of the engine, a large amount of exhaust gas came out of the rear of the taxi, and it rushed forward with a bang.

Half an hour later.

The taxi drove out of the city of La Xiang and drove a long way on the open road, never encountering obstacles.

"It went well."

Moyu was a little surprised.

As soon as he finished speaking, a recognizable sound of helicopter propellers was heard from behind.

“……”

Hearing the movement, Bisgi and Sambika silently glanced at Moyu.

“……”

Moyu was silent.