I, ET, mixed entertainment circle

This is a dense, deep purple spiritual body, growing chaotically and vigorously, emitting flickering "lights".

It seems to be a bunch of stubborn thorns, struggling desperately on the barren and barren Gobi, producing hard thorny leaves, trying to earn a little life for itself, so as not to let itself be swallowed by the harsh environment and herbivores.

Yang Qibei's mental cloud tentacles cautiously surrounded him gently, tentatively touching it.

As if being chased and bitten by a predator, the mental cloud trembled suddenly, and began to contract and vibrate violently...

A curse burst out from the bustling crowd:

"Shit, arrhythmia! Mitt, get the AED, quick! quick!"

"Here! Ted, Chenqiao Road is congested in the evening rush hour, ambulances are stuck on the road, and the ambulance helicopter takes off in 10 minutes."

"&*%@#￥..."

Yang Qibei retracted his spiritual cloud tentacles regretfully. What he "saw" after all was only the spiritual body of a human being on Earth, not his kind.

In other words, this strange guy who can barely condense a spiritual body is a "heterogeneous" among human beings.

In his hometown, the intelligent race has reached a very deep stage in its own research, realizing that the core of life is condensed on the spiritual body. The difference between each life lies in the difference in the imprint of the core of life. , in addition to time and memory, is what humans call "soul" itself.

The intelligent life in the home galaxy, in addition to strengthening their physical body, also pays attention to the tempering of the spiritual body, and has developed a series of applications based on the ability of the spiritual body, such as bio-optic brain, spiritual body cultivation, and spiritual power control Equipment, mechs and even starships and so on.

Individuals with strong spiritual power can even use their own spiritual bodies to engrave imprints in the depths of other people's "souls".

Just like some great human beings in the history of the earth, they can use their own personal "charm" to call and induce hundreds of millions of people to obey their will. This is actually a kind of primitive application of unconscious spiritual power.

It is precisely because of the powerful ability and function of the spirit body that the intelligent race is extremely wary and covetous of the strange life that is purely composed of spiritual clouds-the God-eating tribe. Rather than being terrified that their tribe "swallows" life, it is also It's better to say that they yearn for the innate, terrifyingly powerful instinct of the "God Devourer" family - the ability to grow and refine their spiritual cloud by devouring emotions.

Lying down and "eating" can make you powerful, how can you not make people envious and jealous!

The spirit cloud tentacles can only feel the human spirit body and cannot see the actual situation there, but they can tell from their busy voices that it seems that the big man is not very good.

Tsk!What a poor human being.

Such a powerful spiritual body, if it is in his home galaxy, a society of intelligent races that have developed quite a deep application of spiritual power, will surely be able to occupy a place in the upper class of society with such powerful power.

It's a pity that he was born in a primitive civilization star system where the exploration of spiritual power is still in the ignorant stage.

Without a strong enough physical body to attach to, an overly lush and strong spiritual body will only slowly destroy the human physical body. In the end, like parasitic vines strangling a weak tree, they come from the same source and die together.

Out of the instinct of absorbing energy to make oneself stronger, but unconsciously destroying the foundation of existence, it is really an unstoppable tragedy.

But so what?This is just one of the billions of food sources, and one less or more is insignificant or even insignificant.

Yang Qibei's spiritual cloud tentacles passed over the chaotic and violent purple spiritual body, and slowly retracted. By the way, he could absorb a few strong negative emotional waves...

Huh? ……No.

There is no "despair", "fear", "sadness", or even a little "panic". When life and death are on the verge of death, unexpectedly, this strange food source has only diverged a little...

Well, there is a touch of sweet and bitter "regret" in the astringency.

Like the chrysanthemums in late autumn, they are carefully picked and sun-dried, and brewed with clear spring water into a cup of tea with a very faint fragrance.

Yang Qibei raised his eyes and smacked his tongue involuntarily. The food source with strong spiritual power is really delicious even the emotions produced!

It's just a little stingy, can't even the fear of death arouse this human being's big mood swings?

Rarely, Yang ET became a little bit curious about a certain human being—why did this human being have such a stingy emotional wave, yet be so delicious?

The walls are a little high.

Yang Qibei looked up at the Chinese-style courtyard wall that separated him from the source of delicious food, took a deep breath, and took off the suit jacket that was in the way—in the room of the villa, he found many original clothes of the "body" , It is estimated that the court is too lazy to take a pile of second-hand clothes to auction to pay off debts.

He started to run towards the courtyard wall, running faster and faster. When he ran to the wall, he kicked the ground with his feet suddenly, jumped up, and borrowed strength from the wall alternately with his feet. .

Using both hands at the same time, he brought his body up, stretched his long legs, and immediately sat on the top of the wall.

A set of movements is like flowing clouds and flowing water, completed in one go, and extremely smooth.

Yang Qibei shrank his legs and squatted on the top of the wall, panting slightly, sweating profusely. Compared with the parkour runners in the video, this physical fitness is still a bit far behind. Take your time, as long as you have enough The energy, how do you say it?

"Cut the hair and wash the marrow" is nothing more than turning the palm of your hand.

It was really busy next door.

A young man was lying on the ground, and four or five people who looked like assistants were busy around him. Among them were several foreigners. There were a few medical equipment scattered around him, and a sci-fi wheelchair that looked quite expensive and exquisite. Roll over.

There is no need to poke out the tentacles of the spirit cloud, just by smelling it lightly, Yang Qibei knows that the human being who is extremely delicious, but unfortunately has a strong spirit body that the body cannot bear, is the one in the middle with a blue face and can't breathe just looking at it A rich and stingy man who is angry, but still stingy and unwilling to let out any more emotions.

Want to help?

Yang Qibei was a little tangled, although the emotional waves of this young man were unforgettable, but being so picky... Can eating him be worth the energy he needs to waste? !

Between quality and quantity, Yang ET hesitated for a few seconds, and finally decided to save this delicious food source against his nature of energy conservation. Need to not seek quality as in the past, only to be full!

In a wonderful world with abundant food, Yang ET's gourmet instinct has finally sprouted and revived.

"...again! Hold on, take a deep breath, and do it again!"

Someone next door seemed to notice him squatting on the top of the wall, but no one had time to pay attention.

"Hello, I'm a neighbor who lives next door. It seems that you are in some trouble, do you want to help?" Yang Qibei shouted.

Standing at the foot of the BOSS was a middle-aged Chinese man with an unremarkable appearance. While pressing the patient's leg to prevent convulsions, he swept towards the wall with his piercing eyes like ice skates.

A greasy middle-aged man who claims to be a neighbor but squats on the wall of a mansion like a monkey is really weird and makes people feel vigilant.

Ah Qi suddenly turned around, stared at the "neighbor" on the wall with cold eyes, and said, "No need for help, sir, please go back to your own place. Mitt! Come here..."

He turned his head to pay attention to the situation of the BOSS, and ignored the "neighbor" who appeared out of nowhere. Afterwards, someone would thoroughly investigate this guy with ulterior motives.

Now that Yang Qibei has made up his mind to spend energy to save the food, he won't waste a second, lest there be too much nonsense and the food source is "cold".

While greeting his neighbor with a smile, he seemed unable to understand the other party's refusal, and jumped off the wall talking to himself, and walked forward with a smile on his face, with an attitude that could not be refused.

"Hey sir, please don't-"

The guards and bodyguards with unfriendly expressions stepped forward quickly, reaching out their hands to detain this unknown "neighbor" so as not to hinder the rescue of the BOSS.

"Bang bang!" Twice, the two tall and burly bodyguards were kicked into gourds on the ground, rolling on their stomachs, wailing in pain and unable to utter a word.

Ah Qi suddenly stood up, staring at the unkind comer.

Ted and Mitt were still sweating profusely, ignoring the conflict here.

"I can save him, the premise is - you don't get in the way!"

Yang Qibei smiled politely, and struck out with both fists: "Ah~~~~"

Knocked the middle-aged bodyguard who seemed not so simple a few steps away, and fell to the ground.

After having unpleasant exchanges with hooligans, Yang Qibei realized that although human society has violent institutions to ensure basic order, Huaguo can even be regarded as one of the most "peaceful" countries on the planet, but when it comes to individuals, such as him, At present, when we are down and offended many people, we still need strong force to guarantee the absolute safety of our bodies.

If there is a chance, he is also very eager to study the thermal weapons of human beings on earth. After all, everything is based on the premise of safety first.

In the rented house these days, he dug out a lot of memory materials, compared various actual combat moves on the Internet, and used the little energy he had accumulated to exercise his body. He even remembered Li Daxia's Jeet Kune Do in his muscle cells. Among them, it is handy and superb.

Although in actual physical combat, Li Daxia's characteristic shouts seem to have no effect, but Yang Qibei feels that it is necessary to have a sense of ritual for ancient martial arts and respect local customs in order to truly hide himself among the people on earth. In it, it is like a drop of clear water flowing into the vast ocean.

Before the bodyguards got up from the ground to react, Yang Qibei had already picked up the two foreigners who were surrounding the patient and threw them away one by one. With a stretch of his hands, he tore off the messy pipelines on the patient's body, and stretched out his hands to follow him. The naked and thin chest was touched.

Yang Qibei's heart moved, he raised his head as if aware of it, and met the patient's cold eyes.

The patient was already bruised from suffocation, but his eyes were fixed on him, it was dark and deep, and there was a pool of dead silence.

Yang ET immediately showed a standard smile showing eight teeth, and at the same time gently spit out a burst of energy from the palm of his hand, and scattered it into the frantic purple spiritual body of the man below him.

His brainwaves were spinning at the speed of light, and he quickly pulled out a plausible cover-up reason from his memory: "...Uh, kung fu! Internal strength."