World Reshuffle: Dominate from a Log Cabin

After half an hour.

Wang Kuan and Ling Xue were lying side by side on the bed.

Ling Xue huddled in Wang Kuan's arms, her pretty face was red, her breathing was rapid, her whole body was weak, and she looked like she couldn't survive.

Feeling that he was a little foolish, Wang Kuan couldn't help but read: "The body of the twenty-eight beauties is as crisp as a stick, and the sword on the waist kills the foolish man; the head is not visible, but the bones of the king are withered secretly."

This is a "cloud and rain poem" by Lu Dongbin. It was originally intended to persuade people to quit sex, but it was only included as the opening chapter in "Golden xx".

At the same time, he thought silently in his mind: form is emptiness, emptiness is form...

Use this to warn yourself not to lose your mind.

Because Ling Xue could not accept the last step of breakthrough for the time being, he was willing to respect her idea.

Ling Xue leaned in Wang Kuan's arms and felt a little embarrassed when she heard his words: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

After saying that, she raised her pretty red face and her eyes were as clear as a clear spring, staring straight at Wang Kuan.

You can't hide the look of someone you like.

After all, Ling Xue is a novice with no love experience. After Wang Kuan's tossing, her mind is completely occupied by Wang Kuan at this moment.

The coldness of the past disappeared, she became a little more charming, and her eyes were full of confusion.

Wang Kuan's heart skipped a beat, he buried the tip of his nose in Ling Xue's straight black hair, and rubbed it hard.

Then, he gently kissed Ling Xue's snow-white head.

Ling Xue groaned.

The two hugged each other again, feeling each other's warmth and enjoying a moment of tranquility.

After a long time, Wang Kuan said softly.

"Okay, I'm leaving."

"Yeah." Ling Xue nodded obediently.

……

ten minutes later.

Wang Kuan returned home and breathed a sigh of relief.

Gentle Township, Hero Tomb.

The most important thing right now is to practice hard and improve your own strength so that you can live well.

Just as he was about to practice, he suddenly remembered something.

So the regional chat channel was opened.

The next moment, Wang Kuan's pupils suddenly shrank.

[Regional chat channel (00002 area) number of survivors]

He was a little shocked because there were so few survivors.

He originally thought that under this strange attack, the entire 00002 area would be wiped out, but later after listening to Zhuge Qingqing's analysis, he thought the situation would not be that serious. After all, there are still not many Mortal Realms at present.

But I didn't expect that the death toll would be nearly 50,000. This number is really chilling.

Fully one in seven died.

Wang Kuan's heart suddenly cast a layer of gloom, and he felt as if the rabbit had died and the fox was sad.

Sadness gripped everyone, not just him.

The regional channels are not as lively as they used to be. Most people are diving, and only a handful of people are exchanging some useful information.

Wang Kuan searched by time, located the news between noon and two o'clock in the afternoon yesterday, and roughly browsed through it.

It is filled with all kinds of messages asking for help and despair.

"Zheng Yuzhe: Brothers, our base has been breached, can anyone save me! I am willing to work for him in the future and never betray. Wuwuwu... I really don't want to die! "

"Dong Mingke: Hahahahaha! They are all dead! Everyone is dead! I am going to die soon too! Let's all die..."

"Geng Bingwen: Goodbye, this world! Goodbye, everyone!"

......

What's interesting is that even Hojo Wanyun started calling for help.

You know, this guy has a high prestige among the Sakura people who have lived a good life since childhood, and his strength is also among the top.

Even he started asking for help, and others could imagine.

Looking further back, there are speeches where everyone cheered wildly after the attack.

It has to be said that in order to survive, everyone uses one method after another... If I had to sum it up in one word, it would be - spirituality.

Yes, it’s spirituality.

Some people kept going around in circles with strange things; some used special means to fake death; some buried themselves in the soil; some dug an artificial river and hid in it and held their breath for two hours; some made simple hot-air balloons and suspended them in the air... ..

Not to mention, these methods may seem outrageous, but they are actually effective methods.

Others, in desperation, did the opposite and fled into the darkness, successfully surviving under the premise that the people in the base were attracted by the strangeness.

Looking further back, there is a speech where everyone discusses the rewards. There is nothing interesting in this part. Everyone must be hiding the slightly better rewards.

After closing the regional chat channel, Wang Kuan rubbed his swollen temples.

It is urgent to explore the surrounding area, otherwise the number of people in the area will continue to decrease, and these reduced people are the members most likely to join Chang'an.

It's ten o'clock in the evening.

Wang Kuan closed his eyes, dispelled all the miscellaneous thoughts from his mind, and then began to practice.

After a while, a huge millstone appeared in his spiritual world.

Tonight, he planned to practice the Great Millstone Contemplation Method first.

He had absorbed a lot of dark energy from mental tricks that day, and his mental power had increased a lot, but he hadn't had time to check it yet.

Follow your heart.

A spiritual core appeared in Wang Kuan's perception.

However, its size has changed.

If it was a soybean before, it is now a marble, and a large marble.

It's obviously a leap-forward improvement.

Wang Kuan was slightly excited.

Spirituality is such a good "person"!

Next time you see it, be sure to thank it.

After calming down his mind, Wang Kuan channeled his mental power and the millstone began to rotate.

"Ccrunch! Crunch!"

He was ready to refine his soaring mental power.

In an instant, a mask of pain appeared on Wang Kuan's face.

An indescribable pain hit him. He gritted his teeth and tried not to make a sound.

This was the second time he practiced the general's concept of the large millstone. The last time he was distracted by spiritual tricks, so he didn't feel it carefully.

I didn't expect it to hurt so much, much more than practicing.

His whole body was shaking violently, and sweat gathered in large swaths, making the sheets under him wet.

He still persists.

......

Two and a half hours later.

"call--!"

Wang Kuan let out a breath.

During this period, all of his mental energy was crushed through a millstone and he completed a whole round of practice, enduring tremendous pain all the time.

Fortunately, Wang Kuan could bear it.

After drinking some water, he stood up, washed himself, changed into a set of bedding, and sat cross-legged on the bed again.

Holding a spiritual stone in each hand, he began to absorb spiritual power.

No sleep for one night.

......

Eight in the morning.

Wang Kuan opened his eyes on time.

Feeling the nearly 1200 strands of spiritual power in the three Dantians, Wang Kuan smiled slightly.

Having spiritual power is the same feeling as having a cell phone with electricity.

My heart is very peaceful.

Get out of bed, wash up, and eat in one go.

At ten minutes past eight, Wang Kuan led Big Big Wolf out of Chang'an City.

Set off towards the south.