Chapter 88 The Power of Multiple Abilities (Subscription Request)
"Wow~"

The sea tides are coming.

This is a coast one hundred kilometers away from Hejia City.

After Yang Fan left Hejia City, he moved directly here.

He sat quietly on a stone, gazing at the endless deep blue, his thoughts drifting away.

"In Yingsan, the sons of congressmen are still congressmen, and the sons of commoners are still commoners. It's like a suffocating pool of stagnant water.

“Even their psychics seem to have a kind of obedience in their bones, unlike the psychics in Daxia who are so high-spirited.

“Perhaps this is the ultimate solidification.”

Yang Fan saw a lot of information about Yingsang from the wood carvings and gained a deeper understanding of this place.

As a Daxia person who believed in "Are there any races?", he felt that this was a very strange country.

on the other hand.

All of the above also gave him a lot to think about.

“The Primal World is a very dangerous place.

"If you continue to be lifeless, there will be only one outcome, and that is death in silence.

"If the Blue People want to survive, they must break down the old structure and create a more dynamic world."

For the first time, Yang Fan felt that perhaps he should use his own power to do something for the world.

Other psychics can't do it.

It doesn't mean he can't do it.

Yang Fan lowered his head and stared at his hands, whispering: "Maybe I can control the trend of history."

He felt that at his own rate of growth, he could achieve this once he reached a certain level.

Beside.

The Buddha's face carved from strange wood is full of awe.

Just now it witnessed with its own eyes that its master moved his right hand and suddenly an object that looked like a cicada appeared.

The master held it in his hand for a moment, and a strange power appeared in his body.

This incredible phenomenon is completely beyond its understanding.

And this cicada-like object gave it a terrifying feeling of "facing a natural enemy".

It didn't even dare to look at the object that looked like a cicada.

Guiqi thought about it and felt that he should seriously express his loyalty.

It conveys a message: "Supreme Master, I will always be loyal to you."

It also explains the specific way of "loyalty": "From now on, no matter what the master asks me to swallow, I will swallow it in one gulp."

For woodcarving, this is a concession that hits the bottom line.

I'm willing to eat shit, so you should believe my sincerity, right?

If it were my previous owner, let alone asking me to eat shit, even if he dared to let me smell it, I would swallow him in one gulp.

Yang Fan was a little confused after listening to this. He didn't know what this evil thing was doing for no apparent reason.

However, he did not discourage his younger brother's sincerity and nodded, "I understand."

The Buddha's face immediately showed a flattering smile.

"call!"

The sea breeze blew by.

Yang Fan felt the warm sea breeze and enjoyed his rare leisure time.

A few seconds passed.

He suddenly frowned and turned to look towards the land.

From the perspective of a golden eagle.

A military drone emerged from the front and flew quickly along the coastline.

On the side of the drone, there was another sword flower flag.

There was a mountain between him and the drone.

The drone couldn't see him, but he could see the drone.

Yang Fan's expression was a little subtle: "Gameni's drones have found their way here? It seems like they are really anxious."

He stood up and made a fist with his right hand.

A sharp transparent ice spike instantly appeared in the right hand.

This is the frost power.

Then the ice spikes disappeared again.

This is the spiritual power.

Yang Fan's right arm swelled up and his skin turned light gold.

This is King Kong's special ability.

He took a step forward and swung his right arm violently.

The ice spike turned into a flash of lightning and shot out, passing through an extremely long arc of more than five kilometers and accurately hitting the drone.

This is the new supernatural power that Yang Fan has acquired.

It's called - precision.

the other side.

The drone was pierced by ice spikes, and cold air instantly exploded inside.

The drone lost power instantly and turned into a lump of ice, falling into the forest from a height of nearly a thousand meters and turning into a pile of garbage.

Although it is a low-grade power activated by only 1 point of spiritual energy, the combination of the four powers can unleash powerful combat power.

Yang Fan's eyes jumped and looked in another direction: "Let's test the limit of precision ability."

He condensed another ice spike, then activated the power of King Kong and threw it out.

"Woo!"

Since the power of spiritual concealment was not used, the ice spikes made a sharp sound as they cut through the air.

The ice spike flew over a very long distance of nearly eight kilometers and hit a tree trunk with a "bang".

This is a very amazing distance.

Yang Fan imagined: "If my precision ability and diamond ability continue to improve, I might be able to accurately hit the target even if it's dozens of kilometers away.

"By that time, I will be the most powerful assassin on Blue Star, and a casual strike from me will be as powerful as a cannon."

Ordinary assassins must get close to the target before launching an attack.

A powerful assassin can, however, launch an invisible and traceless attack from a distance of several kilometers.

In short.

His strength has improved again.

Besides.

The Soul-Stealing Cicada also extracted two low-quality superpowers from the Gameni superpower, but they were both garbage superpowers.

of course.

He's the only one who thinks it's garbage.

Others would surely consider it a gift from God.

The three psychics contributed a total of 5.8 spiritual energy points.

The clone has also recently collected 0.6 points of spiritual source value.

Previously, activating precision consumed 1 point, and now the accumulated spiritual source value has reached 34.5 points.

*
Inside the Taibao base.

Due to the explosion, the entire base was in ruins.

Despite this, the department responsible for operating the drones is still working hard.

The operators received an order - to conduct a carpet search to search for any suspicious traces within a radius of 200 kilometers.

All the soldiers thought that this was a ridiculous order.

How big is an area of ​​200 kilometers in radius? Don’t the top leaders have any idea about it?

But no way.

The Gameni people carefully examined the scene but found no useful clues.

The elite force that kidnapped Mr. Ryan seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

As a last resort, they could only resort to this needle-in-a-haystack approach.

at this time.

An operator called out, "Captain, the drone I'm controlling just lost contact."

The surveillance screen in front of this guy was already covered with large flakes of snow.

This is a typical situation of loss of connection.

A captain walked over quickly and asked directly, "Did you find anything unusual before we lost contact?"

This is a somewhat intriguing question.

Because under normal circumstances, loss of contact itself represents an abnormal situation and should be reported to superiors immediately.

The operator shook his head and said, "There is nothing unusual. It's just that we were flying and suddenly lost the signal."

The captain asked again: "Where is the location where the contact was lost?"

The operator clicked the mouse a few times, and the screen changed: "Here it is."

The captain took a quick look and muttered, "It looks like a remote mountainous area."

The operator shrugged his shoulders and said, "Yes, there is no one living nearby, and there are no roads."

The captain came to a conclusion: "It's probably another drone malfunction."

He cursed: "These drones break down every now and then. The higher-ups just buy these cheap, expensive junk."

The operator chuckled, "If Commissioner Smith wants to improve, destroying a few more drones won't be a big deal."

The captain glared at his subordinate and said, "Stop talking like that."

The operator quickly shut his mouth.

However, judging from the captain's expression, he did not seem to object to what his subordinates said.

The captain thought for a moment and ordered, "Send another nearby drone to take a look at that area."

The operator responded, “Yes!”

ten minutes later.

The operator reported: "Captain, there are no suspicious signs. It should be a malfunction of the drone just now."

The captain said, "I knew it was like this."

*
Silver Moon Mountain.

The headquarters of Emperor's Sword.

A dozen people in black uniforms gathered together for an emergency meeting.

The old man sitting at the top called out a name, "Sato, come and introduce the situation."

Sato said “Hi” and quickly said, “This afternoon, a Gameni appeared strangely in one of the Emperor Sword’s bases.

"The man's name was 'Ryan', he was missing four fingers, one leg and was in a coma.

“Ryan is ostensibly a senior employee of a Gameny enterprise, but in reality he is a senior intelligence officer working for JICA.

"Ryan carries a storage disk with him, and the files in it show that there is a secret laboratory in the basement of his office building..." As the narration continues.

All the Yingsang people showed angry expressions.

"Baga! The Gameni are so evil that they actually conducted supernatural experiments on our compatriots on our land."

“No wonder the Kameni blocked the shooting scene in Kaka City and refused entry to our personnel.”

"Heaven will surely bring down a curse, and these Gamenians will surely fall into the blood sea hell!"

The whole conference room was filled with excitement.

A black uniform asked a key question: "Who sent Ryan?"

Another person immediately replied: "It must be a kind-hearted person in our country. He discovered the ugly behavior of the Gamenians and attacked them angrily, and then sent Ryan here."

Logically speaking, this is a very reasonable answer.

Most of the black uniforms agreed.

"I think so."

"That's how it should be."

The old man suddenly raised his right hand.

Everyone fell silent immediately.

The old man looked around and said, "The power of the Gameni people is too strong, and there are many people willing to act as their lackeys. We can only endure it now."

Many of the people in black uniforms looked frustrated.

Some people remained expressionless.

After all, Yingsanren has been patient for more than half a century and has long since become a Ninja Turtle.

The old man changed the subject and said, “But our country’s heroes have set an example. We can use our own way to secretly cause some trouble to the Gameni people.

"The Blue Star descended upon the Primordial World, and global disasters occurred frequently. For the Yingsang people, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to escape from the control of the Gameni people."

He raised his voice and said, "Please speak freely and contribute your talents to the revival of the Yingsan Kingdom."

One voice after another rang out.

One conspiracy after another began to brew.

*
Yang Fan didn't know that his act of giving "gifts" to the Yingsang people made them mistakenly believe that he was a "hero of the Yingsang people."

at this time.

On a somewhat remote beach.

He was happily catching the sea.

The first time he went to the sea in his life was not in Daxia, but in a foreign country.

"boom!"

Yang Fan stomped his foot on the mud.

An invisible force seeps out from the ground.

next second.

Within a two-meter radius.

A dozen shells buried in the ground jumped out one after another.

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Superpowers are really useful!"

His spiritual ability allows him to accurately sense the shells underground, making his search very efficient.

King Kong's mastery of strength is superb, and shaking the shell out is a piece of cake.

Yang Fan picked them up one by one, released a burst of strength, stimulated the shells, and the shells spit out the mud and sand.

Not a moment.

He picked up a big bucket.

It takes an ordinary fisherman a whole day to get a bucket of shells.

It only took him ten minutes to get a bucket of food reserves.

Yang Fan put it into the Space Pearl, emptied the wooden barrel, and moved to another place to continue fishing.

"boom!"

He stamped his feet and muttered, "If you give me one year, I can make sure the Yingsang people don't have to eat seashells."

After a while.

"Ha!"

A fellow skylark warned.

Yang Fan turned his head and saw a group of Yingsang people dressed as beachgoers walking towards him.

He did not use his King Kong powers anymore, but just started digging with the shovel.

but.

Even so.

His efficiency was incredibly high. Every time he used his shovel he would find something he could find, and they were all big, plump shells.

All these Yingsang people combined are no match for him alone.

Such amazing efficiency was naturally noticed by Yingsangren.

After a while.

The three Yingsang people came over together.

One of them shouted loudly.

Yang Fan couldn't understand Ying Sang's language.

But the wood carving can translate: "Hey, guy with the mask, which village are you from? This is our small Tibetan village."

Yang Fan frowned.

Are you jealous if I pick up more shells?

Yang Fan glanced at the other person, then left with the plastic bucket.

behind.

The three Sakura-san people burst into laughter, with smiles of victory on their faces.

The wood carving delivered a message at the right time: "Supreme Master, please allow me to devour these three scums who disrespect you."

Yang Fan scolded coldly: "Shut up!"

He doesn't like Sakura Sangren.

But he is definitely not a murderer.

The expression on the Buddha's face was full of grievance.

It suddenly missed its previous owner a little.

The ex is always respectful to me, always speaks carefully, and offers fresh blood from time to time.

But its current owner scolds it all the time, forces it to eat glass shards and gnaw on table legs, and even threatens to destroy it.

It felt that its dignity had fallen into the mud.

So sad!
Woohoo!

But Guiqi's grievance only lasted for a second.

It immediately adjusted its mindset.

The current master possesses great power and unpredictable means. How can the former master, that waste, be compared with him?

Buddha Face finished his inner drama and replied respectfully: "Supreme Master, I will always obey your will."

Yang Fan said "hmm" and felt more and more that Guiqi's brain was not normal.

Not long after.

Yang Fan walked away.

He went into a forest, moved his right hand, and three ice needles condensed at his fingertips.

Each ice needle is as small as a cow hair in diameter.

Yang Fan glanced at the beach, his right hand turned light gold, and he swung it vigorously.

Three ice needles flew across a distance of hundreds of meters and accurately pierced the ankles of the three Yingsang people.

They only felt a slight sting in their ankles, but nothing serious.

After half an hour.

The three Yingsang people suddenly felt that the inside of their ankles were extremely cold, as if they were being pricked by countless needles.

"Ah~"

They fell to the beach, wailing loudly.

*
Ten kilometers away.

A rugged cape.

Yang Fan held the sea fishing rod and smiled, "There are so many ways to play with multiple abilities combined."

The ice needles that tortured the three Yingsang people severely used the "delayed onset" technique.

The power of ice and frost was wrapped by the strength of King Kong, and nothing happened at that time.

After the strong force dissipates, the power of ice and frost will take effect, causing the three Yingsang people to suffer excruciating pain.

Yang Fan thought of the faces of several Yingsang people and whispered, "I don't like Yingsang people."

He suddenly flicked his right hand, and an ice needle flashed away.

The sea surface dozens of meters away.

A piece of sea fish with ice on its surface, weighing about ten kilograms, quickly floated out.

A golden eagle flew over quickly and dragged the fish back.

Yang Fan muttered again: "I don't like Ying Sang's fish either. They don't even want to bite the hook."

He said angrily: "I'm going to catch all of you!"

The woodcarving expressed his loyalty again: "Supreme Master, I can kill all of Yingsang's fish."

"Shut up!"

Yang Fan shouted again.

It was late at night.

Yang Fan finished work.

He had been crawling around on the beach for so long and actually collected 0.4 points of spiritual source value.

A lot more than expected.

This shows that the ocean is indeed much richer than the rivers.

After enjoying a seafood dinner.

Yang Fan set up the tent and put down the mattress. In just a few minutes, he fell asleep quickly.

I don’t know how long it took.

He heard an inexplicable call.

Then the scene of sea fishing during the day appeared inexplicably.

A pink little girl wearing a cute panda hat suddenly appeared beside.

"Oh! I finally found you!"

The little girl showed a lovely smile and spoke in standard Daxia dialect.

(End of this chapter)