Starting SSS Talent: Turn The School Beauty Into A Puppet

Chapter 145 Painting Shadow

Name: Qi Yan

Age: 18 years old

Soul value: 1000 (peak at debut) (the increase in soul value can be calculated as an extraordinary value) (full value of 100 for ordinary people)

Spiritual energy value: 13.2w/13.2w (13.33%)

Level: Fourth level (two stars)

talent:

Return to the void (not awakened, level unknown)

[Note: Is it your ability or "your" ability]

Puppet Master (SSS) (fused):

Puppet: Using the soul thread as a guide, it pulls all things into its hands and completely transforms into its own puppet. Currently, the number it can control is: 0/4

Note: If the contact is terminated after turning into a puppet, the puppet will completely dissipate.

Lead: Hide the soul thread in the target object, know its vision, feel its heart, and completely control its soul when necessary. The specific number of leads depends on the energy.

Soul-breaking: Use the soul thread as a tool to suppress the power of the soul and penetrate the souls of others

[Note: This data is not absolute data and is mainly under your own control]

[Remarks: living things, dead objects, playthings in hands]

Direct Kick (A) (unfused): Kick out with a kick twice as powerful as yourself, current success rate (4%)

[Note: You don’t want to try flying upside down]

Messengers of believers: Lucky, Xiaowu, Yunduo

[Note: There are many monsters in this world, and you can finally be considered one of them]

I don't know if it was Qi Yan's own illusion, but he felt that there was a strange feeling of excitement hidden in the last note.

He touched his chin and felt that he should not think too much.

The reward for going out this time was very generous. The rich Qi Yan almost thought that he had not entered a white battle gate but some sky-high red terror gate.

He even had reason to suspect that the unknown classmate who could not meet him face to face opened a floodgate for him, allowing him to take the good stuff and run away.

"Damn it, brothers, can you believe it? I actually broke through the ranks and gained 100,000 spiritual energy points! Is this possible? Is this reasonable?" Luo Huan was the first to go crazy. He was really crazy. Look. The kind of madness you can tell by your expression.

He covered his chest, "Am I suffering from a heart attack? Otherwise, why would I be dreaming?"

Chen Hao couldn't help but complain: "No, what does your dream have to do with heart disease?"

"I don't know, that's what I wanted to say."

Chen Hao: "..."

"Speaking of which, I am also a hundred thousand." Yang Xiaoyang pursed his lips and looked confused.

"Then we all should have so many, but why?" Xu Yage didn't understand either. "I checked the knowledge about these doors before. The white door only gave me 10,000 yuan at most. Why did it give others Twice the size of the door?”

"Did we actually enter a false white door?" Chen Hao made a bold guess and pursued it rationally.

He walked towards the door. Although he came out, several people were not far from the door.

The gleaming white light still shines plainly around, peaceful and gentle.

Chen Hao looked a little confused and said, "There's nothing wrong with it. Is it a white door?"

Luo Huan touched his chin and began to make a bold guess, "Is it because the amount we have completed is too terrifying?"

What they killed was not a small ten thousand, but a neat hundred thousand!

Moreover, it was completed within 15 days!

How terrible this number is!

A person who writes from morning to night every day may not be able to write 100,000 words!

Qi Yan looked at the others, and he had some other reasonable guesses.

One is that they have a good degree of completion, not only killing enough of themselves, but also killing more.

Because Jiang Kang and the others are dead people, the moment they pass away, their tasks no longer need to be completed.

And they didn't exceed the time limit, even leaving two days.

With such high efficiency, they're definitely going to be a little more than base.

But why are there so many? Qi Yan thinks it most likely has something to do with the faceless person.

It is very possible that the other party did some tricks.

It's self-evident what the purpose is, it's probably to get them to the next door as quickly as possible.

I just didn't expect it to be so generous.

Don't you mean there are rules?

Qi Yan played with the extra things in his hand and couldn't help but sigh that the Gate of Eternal Night was not simple.

Even if there are rules, there are still "people" who can exploit loopholes in the rules. It is really a very outrageous sight.

However, I am sure that the other party is not a simple existence. If Qi Yan really wants to go to the next series of White Nightmare, he must be fully prepared.

He had a feeling that he might not be able to suppress it with simple force next time.

"Brother Qi, what reward did you get?"

After Chen Hao and others failed to discuss the matter, they decided to abandon this difficult problem and happily came to Qi Yan's side to try to see what he had gained.

"Frog Qu, why does this green liquid look so familiar?"

Qi Yan said "Yeah", "It's just that I'm drunk."

Everyone was shocked, and then envious. Xu Yage wiped the corners of his eyes where there was nothing there: "After entering the same door, why can your reward bring you something delicious?"

Qi Yan was very calm, "If you kill more people than me, you should be able to have it too."

Xu Yage: "..."

That's impossible, not in this life.

Thinking of the other party's murderous performance, Xu Yage shuddered, and once again felt sincerely that he had given up at the loss.

"Hey, why is there still a painting?" Chen Hao's sharp eyes saw the discordant items.

"Brother Qi, did you draw this yourself?"

Looking at the extremely familiar figure above, Chen Hao sighed.

Unexpectedly, the next second he was slapped hard on the head.

"Brother Qi?"

He looked at the person in front of him aggrievedly, but found that the other person was holding something in his hand and could not give it to him.

Chen Hao: "???"

He turned around in confusion: "Which one of you slapped me on the head?"

Unexpectedly, everyone stepped back a few steps away from him, and their eyes looked frightened as if they had seen a ghost.

Chen Hao was even more confused and couldn't figure out what was happening now. He was about to ask something when he was patted on the head again.

He quickly turned his head and came face to face with a being covered in black.

Chen Hao: "Damn it, what a ghost!"

The other party was obviously dissatisfied with this roar and slapped him again.

Qi Yan looked at the yelling in front of him and took the drawing paper. He didn't know when his back was no longer visible on it.

Only an empty landscape is left.

Draw a shadow?

Thinking of this name, Qi Yan probably knew something. He rubbed his eyebrows, looking a little speechless and at the same time having an indescribable weird feeling.

That friend who couldn't face each other, just drew a strange existence for him with a random drawing?