Chapter 63 Planning
Small estate.
Room on the third floor.
Chen Lun sat by the window and looked down at his arm.
Cuckoo......
Under the skin covered with dark golden scales, the muscles slowly squirmed, and the whole arm snaked like a large snake. The snake's head was raised, revealing two "fangs" that exuded a faint green color.
- Those were Chen Lun's two fingers.
"[Snake Body Incarnation], [Snake Kiss] and [Dace Armor]...... Is it already the limit to expand all three features at the same time?
This is because the phases between them are more compatible, otherwise such an effect would not be achieved. β
Chen Lun dispersed the changes on his arm and thought about it.
Since becoming a transcendent, he has not systematically planned his power system.
After a trip to the zoo, he gained a lot of new characteristics. After some sorting and elimination, in the end, the ten memory grids left by [Animal Imitation] were all of special value to him.
He planned to use this to arrange himself reasonably, so that the power he had could exert a more perfect effect.
[Molting], [Snake Sense], [Scorpion Tail Needle], [Stork Stomach], [Stork Peck], [Rhinoceros Collision] and [Bear Strike], plus the previous three items, a total of 10 items.
The former [ultrasound] was eliminated by him, and the control effect of that little bit overlapped with the function of the hypnotic necklace, and was even far inferior.
"It's a pity that even if you get the flying characteristics, you can't fly at all......"
Chen Lun sighed secretly.
This is the limitation of [Sequence 9], which cannot be changed by manpower.
Maybe when he's promoted to [Sequence 8], he can try again. Upgrading a Sequence will not only bring new supernatural powers, but will also overwrite the previous Sequence abilities and increase their upper limit.
"When the time comes, we will try to see if we can combine the ten characteristics into one, and most of them will have a qualitative effect."
Chen Lun had a hunch that it was feasible and full of expectations.
He then turned his head to look at the equipment on the table, and the three [Strange Things] he currently ownedβa necklace, a crossbow, and a badge.
Ignoring the word "broken", it happens to form one BCD each.
"With the 16 attribute points stored on the panel, I've almost reached the limit of [Sequence 9] now, and it's not impossible to meet a transcendent person who is one sequence higher than me."
Chen Lunto pondered, revealing the Dragon King's exclusive Nike smile:
"If you underestimate me, Lao Tzu will 'commit the following crimes' and kill him on the spot!"
"Mr. Jack, it's time for dinner!"
Connie's shout came from outside the house, and Chen Lunchuan's face changed drastically and returned to normal.
"Wait, I'll be right away."
He packed up the things on the table and got up to leave.
Floy cooked as usual and made a hearty lunch, which was not only delicious, but also full and generous.
But Chen Lun is no longer Wuxia Ameng, with the double blessings of [Stork Stomach] and [Surging Badge], those who come do not refuse, and eat them all.
Fortunately, without the fish he hated, the meal was extremely comfortable.
Connie hadn't been to school lately, and had been working in the warehouse of the small manor, and she had a big appetite. The two of them swept away the food on the table, and Floy nodded her head with a look of satisfaction.
Chen Lun is trying to find a way to help Connie contact Yellow Iris Academy, preparing to send her there for further study.
Just in time to find Mrs. Yulai, who is the professor there.
The hypnosis of [Siren Song] has definitely failed, but subconsciously, he should still retain his impression and good impression of Chen Lun, as long as he conducts hypnosis again at that time.
"By the way, Floy, I'll move to Pompeii Manor tomorrow for a while."
After lunch, Chen Lun said as he drank tea.
Although he was not afraid of the so-called special department investigation, since Viscount Pompeii had invited, he was naturally willing to live in the manor for a while, which would also be more conducive to his search for [Philip's inheritance].
Floy was slightly stunned, and Connie on the side showed a curious gossip look.
"Mr. Jack, the Viscount's manor must be huge, right?
And if you serve as the tutor of that viscount's daughter, will you rub out something...... A spark of love? β
After Connie finished speaking, she immediately realized that she was very much like those neighborhood wives in the outer city, and she was not a lady at all.
"Ah...... No, no, I didn't mean that. β
She blushed, said awkwardly to go boil the kettle, and got up and slipped away.
Floy silently cleaned up the plate, and after a while, the ethereal voice whispered:
"Can I move in together? Connie has to be busy every day, and I'm a little bored by myself. β
Chen Lun thought about it, and when Connie went to the academy in two days, it would be dangerous to leave Floy here alone.
Someone secretly commissioned the killer of the Black Knife Brotherhood, and he may not find his own small estate.
"Of course, then you can set off with me tomorrow."
He nodded.
Floy had a smile on her face.
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A studio on a corner of the inner city.
The door was pushed open, and Barney strode in with a gloomy face.
In the empty studio, there is only a young man with his back to him, who is concentrating on painting.
The walls are covered with bizarre oil paintings, scattered with paints and canvases, and there is an artistic atmosphere in the mess.
But Baron Barney apparently had no heart to admire the painting, and he walked behind the young man and said in a deep voice:
"Vigray, things are messed up, the Pompeii family is not dead......"
The young man paused for a moment and began to paint.
Barney frowned and took a deep breath.
"I need your help now, Vigray!
Pompeii has a transcendent in his house, and he has his eye on me, and I can only hide and never come forward again. β
The young man put down his paintbrush and sighed.
"How many times have I said don't call me by that name."
He turned slowly and looked at Barney with a blank expression. His long, slightly curly brown hair obscured his eyebrows, revealing his indifferent eyes.
"Okay...... Mr. Dolly, can you help me now? β
Barney made a helpless gesture and leaned over to ask.
The youth turned back to the sketchpad and picked up the brush to sketch out a blonde girl on the canvas.
"Nope."
Barney's forehead bulged.
"Dolly, this is the task given to us by Sir Oil! If you stand by and watch, we will both suffer together!" β
"I know...... But don't bother me because of your incompetence. β
The young man pondered, as if pondering for the painting.
He dipped in blue paint to sparkle the blonde girl's eyes, and finally took on the form of Rebecca.
"I have more important things to do."
"What's the matter?"
Barney's brow furrowed, his heart frustrated.
"It's none of your business......"
"Dolly!"
The young man tore off the canvas on the drawing board, and "Rebecca" was directly in a different place.
He stood up and shook his head.
"Too bad, too bad...... It's not as good as one percent of the oil paint jazz. Do you think I'm not talented in drawing? Barney? β
Looking at this young man who was talking to himself, Barney let out a sigh of relief and asked in a deep voice:
"How long will it take you?"
"Wait another week, and when I'm done, I'll come to help you."
"Okay."