Survival game: My plug-ins can be superimposed

"What is your special ability?" Zhao Xun asked his adoptive mother.

It's like developing a habit of trying to understand each other's special abilities first.

It's just that he needs to test and "devour" others secretly, but he only needs to directly ask the adoptive mother.

The adoptive mother walked quickly to Zhao Xun and gently wiped the cold sweat from Zhao Xun's forehead. Then, she raised her other dry and clean hand to touch Zhao Xun's face: "Replenish your mental strength."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Xun felt a warm current flow from his cheeks into his body, causing his temples to gradually calm down.

From the moment he entered this dream game to now, he has used too many special abilities. Especially in that battle just now, he used several special abilities at the same time in order to achieve a quick victory, which consumed a lot of mental energy in an instant.

Although it is not to the extent of exhausting oneself, losing too much mental power in a short period of time will cause some discomfort in the body.

Although Zhao Xun didn't say anything, as a mother, she easily noticed the pale color of his lips and the thin drops of cold sweat on his forehead.

Therefore, the adoptive mother immediately gave her the greatest help she could.

While conveying mental power, the adoptive mother took the initiative to introduce: "My special ability level has been upgraded to lv3, and there are three ways to use it. First, to replenish others' mental power in large quantities. Second, to absorb other people's mental power to replenish myself, but At most, I can only replenish half of my own mental power, and I cannot absorb more. Thirdly, I can interfere with the mental state of others through the input of mental power, and the degree of interference varies depending on the situation."

Hearing this, Zhao Xun suddenly asked: "When upgrading to lv2, are there the first and third ways to use it?"

"Yes." The adoptive mother nodded.

Zhao Xun showed a clear look.

So, he finally knew how Xiaohong survived that game.

The reason why it is speculated that lv2 is used in the first and third ways is because the second one can only replenish half of the player's own mental power. Unless the enemy has very little mental power, it will be difficult to cause much damage.

The third type is different.

As long as the other party is not a person with particularly strong mental power or a person with special mental abilities, he can interfere with the other party's mental state.

As long as the interference is successful, it will not be difficult to find an opportunity to strike again.

Xiaohong definitely didn't meet anyone who could resist her interference at that time, which can be regarded as a certain amount of luck.

Zhao Xun can also guess the reason why his adoptive mother lost to the devil.

Judging from the devil's state, his mental power should be quite strong, and as long as the devil gives an order, the devil's puppet will execute it. However, disturbing the devil's mental state cannot make the devil change the order, and it is impossible to make the puppet stop attacking. .

The adoptive mother couldn't handle a few people by herself, so she was defeated.

Zhao Xun's face gradually improved, and his adoptive mother smiled happily. She took back her hand and said to Zhao Xun, "I have no regrets if I can see you again."

Zhao Xun pursed his lips. He wanted to say something, but for a moment he didn't know where to start.

"If I die, she will die too!" The demon lying on the ground suddenly said, "Do you really dare to kill me? Aren't you afraid of being charged with parricide?"

Although his threats were the same as usual, there was a hint of uneasiness in his tone.

Under the influence of [Shackles of Cowardice], he became timid and timid, and his momentum was not as strong as before.

Before Zhao Xun could speak, the adoptive mother spoke up: "I am already a dead person, but my soul is bound by you and cannot be freed."

She looked at Zhao Xun with loving eyes: "You came to save me so that I could die peacefully and no longer be manipulated. This is a good thing. You did not commit parricide."

Zhao Xun nodded, his voice a little low: "I know."

He knew very well that this was the outcome that his adoptive mother expected, so he didn't have any uneasiness from the moment he decided to take action.

He didn't even worry about the devil taking out his adoptive mother as a target.

Because he knows that he has nothing to hesitate about, and he will not show mercy.

This is what the adoptive mother wants.

Seeing the determined look in Zhao Xun's eyes, the adoptive mother smiled happily.

"The road ahead may be difficult, but I believe in you. You are so good and powerful, you can always get through the difficulties." The adoptive mother patted Zhao Xun on the shoulder, "If you work hard to live, you can always find hope."

Zhao Xun took a deep breath and said slowly: "Mom, I want to do an experiment and need a piece of your hair."

He feels that sensationalism is not suitable for him, and he really doesn't know what to say at this time, so he just talks about business.

The adoptive mother didn't ask anything, just pulled off a piece of her own hair and handed it to Zhao Xun.

Zhao Xun turned his back and put the hair in his mouth. He soon determined that he could not [devour] his adoptive mother's special ability.

It seems that a doll made of a dead corpse is still considered to be a corpse that has been dead for a long time, even if the soul is trapped inside.

Not within his [devour] range.

Zhao Xun threw away his hair and turned to look at his adoptive mother again: "Where do you want to be buried?"

He explained: "I heard that my father died in a dream game. I can't find him and bury him with you, but you can choose the place you like to bury him."

"Then take me home." The adoptive mother smiled, still looking kind. "If it's not convenient to take my body away, my ashes will do. Returning fallen leaves to their roots is my last obsession."

In this way, it can be regarded as giving his son a goal, so he will not give up on himself easily.

"Okay." Zhao Xun nodded, "I will definitely take you home."

After explaining everything, Zhao Xun raised the devil's cut wrist and dripped fresh blood onto his adoptive mother's lips.

The demon flinched and tried to struggle, but couldn't get away.

After losing his courage, he even had less strength to resist.

He knew in his heart that his current state was not right, but it was difficult to resist this feeling.

He knew very well that the problem was with the collar around his neck, but his tendons were severed and there was no way to take off the collar.

What's more, he could guess that this kind of collar would never be taken off casually.

The adoptive mother swallowed the drop of blood, then chose a comfortable position and lay on the snow.

Her expression was relaxed, not like she was going to die, but like she was on vacation.

She turned to look at Zhao Xun and stretched out a hand towards Zhao Xun.

Zhao Xun subconsciously squatted down and reached out to hold his adoptive mother's hand.

In this world, the only people in this world that he could get close to without any mental construction and completely against his bloodthirsty instinct were his adoptive father and his adoptive mother.

"Xiao Xun, I just hope you are safe." The adoptive mother murmured, "Nothing else is important."

After saying that, she slowly closed her eyes and accepted death calmly.

Zhao Xun looked at his adoptive mother's body quietly, his eyes as calm as a deep pool, making it difficult to see his emotions clearly.

Ten seconds later, he started moving again.