I made myths

Chapter 14 Second Template
Looking at the time, it was already past eight o'clock, Wen Qian was so sleepy from what happened just now, so he had to get up and prepare to entertain guests.

Nowadays, he doesn't have to eat for a long time, so he usually wants to eat some takeaway, or buy some ingredients to study and play by himself, and make a show to prove that he is still an ordinary person.

Now that the former friends and editors are looking for him to eat, those ingredients are always not enough, after all, the fat man eats a lot.

Wen Qian feels that if he becomes an evolutionary, his ability must be related to eating.

After washing up a bit, Wen Qian opened the store door, and what came to his face was an extremely strong smell of sweat and feet that had fermented for a year.

In an instant, he was retching, and the acid water in his stomach nearly made him vomit, but he held it back in the end.

"Am I traveling again, have I arrived in the medieval West?"

Wen Qian endured the discomfort and walked out, and immediately closed the store door to prevent the bookstore from being polluted by the unpleasant smell.

The originally gradually sensitive senses have instead become sharp weapons to torture him, whether it is in the sense of smell, vision or hearing.

"Fortunately, an air purifier is installed in the store, and the walls are also soundproof." He secretly rejoiced in his heart, walking through the crowded crowd.

Wen Qian, who originally had a beautiful environment with the changes of the times, and was empty at the same time, is now full of traffic, like a noisy downtown.

The ground is full of rubbish thrown away by outsiders, as well as cars parked indiscriminately, and people yelling at each other.

After finally getting out of the dense crowd, he went to the shops in the town to buy a lot of things, and the big and small bags also cost hundreds of dollars.

Looking at the sea of ​​people that was several kilometers long and couldn't see the real beginning at a glance, he sighed helplessly: "Why can't these people be the same as the boss of the shop in Wenzhen? The recovery of spiritual energy is so attractive?"

A person next to him interrupted and said: "Brother, what you said, don't you want to be immortal?"

Wen Qian turned his head and looked at someone he didn't know, so he responded casually: "Who doesn't want to? But if you all get together like you, you can become a fairy? There must be a small number of people who become evolutionaries, and they should go home and wait for the recovery of spiritual energy on a global scale." Well, maybe the whole people can evolve by then."

"Brother is right, but the future is yours to fight for! If you follow the aura, maybe your luck will improve too?"

This time Wen Qian didn't respond, he pushed through the crowd and left. He couldn't spend time teaching a passionate young man, right?
Back in the store, regardless of the idea of ​​the masses entering the store, they directly closed the door and entered the house to lock the store door.

Turn on your phone and see that two hours have passed and it's time to start preparing meals.

At the moment Wen Qian walked into the kitchen, the imaginary myth suddenly revealed a message:

[It is detected that the host's environment meets the opening conditions of the second template. The fictional myth this time is a real fiction, not something that exists in reality. Please choose to construct it yourself, or construct it based on the fictional myth combined with reality. 】

"Second template?"

Wen Qian didn't care about cooking for his friend, so he ran upstairs, held the fictional myth in his hand and opened the page, this time he successfully opened the second page.

On the second page, there was a blank town with only houses and trees. Wen Qian recognized that this was Wen Town where he was.

Obviously, this is telling Wen Qian that the location of the fictional body will be Wen Zhen.

"Why don't you just call it a fictional myth, call it Timely Rain, you really want whatever you want."

The willow tree is located in the mysterious Shennongjia, where few people go, and most of the aura of the entire Shennongjia gathers on the willow tree, so it is a quiet place for cultivation, a fairyland isolated from the world.

What Wen Qian needs now happens to be a fictional body that can integrate into society, so that he can keep abreast of the situation in the world and better provide himself with the conditions for cultivation.

Obviously Liu Shu couldn't do it, he was more like a powerful guardian.

After thinking carefully for a moment, Wen Qian chose to let the fictional myth create a fictional body for himself according to the conditions.

He was afraid that the things he made would be oddly shaped or have some limitations, so he might as well watch the fabrication process of fictional myths and wait for the next time he constructs to accumulate experience.

"Start to fabricate a fictional body."

[Start to create a fictional body for the host. 】

[Choose the species of the fictional body according to the surrounding environment of the host, has chosen - dog. 】

Wen Qian was shocked when he heard the words, why is this different from what he thought?Quickly stopped and said: "What's the situation? Something's wrong! Stop! Choose a species of human for me."

[The simulation has started and cannot be stopped in the middle. Please rest assured the host, everything in the fictional myth has been calculated, and the host will be given the best conditions. 】

[Constructing a fictional body, choose the color according to the host's preference - pure black, body length 2.8 meters, shoulder height 280 meter, weight [-] kg. 】

[According to the environmental conditions of the host, the vitality given to the avatar is 10 points. 】

[Characteristic 1: Strong physical body; Trait 2: All languages; Trait 3: Walk upright; Divinity 1: Open up a small space. 】

[This service is over, please enter the fictional body immediately. 】

"Wait, I still have guests to entertain."

Wen Qian frowned and said, feeling the phone vibrate in his trouser pocket, it was a message from the fat man, which said: "I suddenly have something urgent, so I won't go to your place. If you buy something, eat it yourself. None of the dishes."

"..."

Tap the screen three times with your finger, and tap the three keys of csb on the screen keyboard respectively, Wen Qian showed a happy smile.

Lie directly on the bed, gently stroked the second page of the fictional myth, and said silently in his heart: "Enter the fictional myth."

A sense of pulling came, and a strong sense of discomfort spread throughout his body. Fortunately, with previous experience, Wen Qian quickly adapted, and slowly opened his eyes, a fat, oily face came into view.

"Ahh! Pig-headed monster!"

"Ahh! This dog can speak human language!"

One person and one dog hurriedly backed away, rolling and crawling away from each other, as if they had seen a ghost.

Hearing that voice, Wen Qian felt very familiar, turned his head and looked, wasn't it his friend Fatty Lu Chu?It turned out that what he said was that he saw his fictional body.

Controlling the body of a dog as strong as a tiger and a bull, Wen Qian stood up straight. For some reason, he was wearing big underpants. He chased after Lu Chu in two or three steps, hooked his front paws on the collar of his back, and let him keep on. Struggling, it is difficult to escape half a step.

Wen Qian suddenly became playful, coughed a few times, and then reprimanded sharply: "What a pig monster! How dare you disturb my rest? Is it possible that this seat has only retreated for 500 years, and the world has forgotten my name for a long time? Turn me around!"

Where has Lu Chu seen such a big dog?It looks like an ordinary domestic dog, but its body is close to three meters long. It looks like a black tiger with a strong physique, and it can speak human language.

Now that the aura just recovered, and the rumors about cultivators hiding in reality were flying everywhere, how dare Lu Chu not believe what Wen Qian said?
Even if it wasn't for the revival of spiritual energy, Lu Chu would not have dared to resist just because of the size of this big dog.

He hurriedly turned around and knelt down and apologized: "God Immortal! I was wrong! I disturbed your rest. There is an eighty-year-old mother on the small one, and an unborn child on the bottom. You big dog doesn't count the faults of the villain, let me go!"

(End of this chapter)