Turn Han into God [Quick Transmigration]

It has been two years since the end of the world, everything is on the right track, and people are gradually getting used to this kind of life that comes and goes in the wind and rain.Compared with sitting in the office or staying at home all year round before the end of the world, and occasionally going to the gym to exercise and run, they are a little tired now, but their bodies are not as strong as before.

On this day, the base once again repelled the incoming wave of mutant beasts. The supernatural beings on the city walls left the field one after another chatting and laughing. It happened once, and the people at the base had already figured out how to deal with it.

The apocalypse is not as scary as it is written in the movie. Although the mutated animals are more aggressive and bigger, they have not yet evolved supernatural powers, and they are not difficult to deal with.In comparison, mutated plants are much more troublesome, but God is fair. While giving them terrifying strength, it also limits their range of activities.

As for the aliens, they do only eat fresh flesh and blood, but they are not limited to humans. Mutant animals are also on their diet, and the reproduction speed of mutant animals is also very impressive. Humans, aliens, animals, plants, the four are currently in a In a delicate balance.

This time the leader of the team is Wang Yi, one of the captains of the supernatural team organized by the government. She is a female ice-type supernatural being. They came out of sleep, but a wave of beasts hit them hard in the face.This team leader not only has a high level of abilities, but also is good at strategic response and command, and because of her usually ruthless methods, she is known as the Iceberg Queen.

Walking down the city wall along the steps, Wang Yi, who was dressed in a tight military uniform, looked up and saw a man standing there as expected. The man was tall and straight, with profound features and handsome appearance. His eyes were dark and deep, like a bottomless sea.The tense expression on Wang Yi's face eased a little, and he silently accelerated the speed of his feet, and stopped in front of the man, "Mr. Qin."

The man nodded, and said in a flat tone, "Captain Wang."

"Hey, hey, look, Captain Qin's iceberg face immediately melted when he saw Captain Qin, tsk tsk tsk."

"It's not the first time I saw something fussing, isn't it normal?"

"I guess the captain must be interested in Mr. Qin, I don't know what Mr. Qin thinks."

"Since this Mr. Qin came to pick up our captain in person, it should be regarded as a man who is interested in a woman, right?"

"As soon as I heard this, I knew you had just arrived."

The person who spoke just now nodded and said at a loss, "I just awakened the ability a few days ago, and today I participated in fighting the beast tide for the first time."

"That's no wonder, Mr. Qin comes every time the beast tide, not because of the captain."

The murmuring voice behind him came into his ears, and Wang Yi felt embarrassed and blushed when he heard it. Several supernatural beings thought they lowered their voices, but Wang Yi knew very well that the man in front of him was stronger than her. Maybe he didn't hear it, so he said embarrassedly, "Sorry, they are talking nonsense."

When a normal man encounters this kind of situation, he would say that it's okay, or express his understanding, but Qin Qianliu just said simply, "Yeah." Without showing any other expressions, he asked directly, "Where's the thing?"

Some lost Wang Yi was startled, "Oh, here it is." He untied a small bag from his waist and handed it over, "They are all cores from level 7 to level 8, a total of 22." From the beginning of level [-] and above, Later, the levels of mutated animals and plants generally increased, and Qin Qianliu's requirements were also changed to seven or eight levels.

Qin Qianliu opened the bag and took a look. The colorful cores looked like exquisite gemstones. After confirming that they were correct, he said to Wang Yi, "Just go to Qin's house to get what you need to exchange."

"Okay." Wang Yi responded, intending to say a few more words with the man, but she is usually not good at words, and when she racked her brains and finally came up with a reluctant topic, she realized that the man had already left, and his back was So out of reach.She laughed at herself, he really didn't have any feelings for her.

She also couldn't tell when and why she had a crush on this man. If it wasn't for the man who came to get the kernel once a month without interruption, she had almost no intersection with him.It's enough for now, since the two have no fate, why should she be so persistent?She looked up at the clear sky with a look of relief in her eyes.

When Qin Qianliu went back, he happened to meet Liu Yangyang who was wandering downstairs, and he paused.Just when he was hesitating, Liu Yangyang had already spotted him with sharp eyes, "Brother Qin!" He walked over a few steps, looked at the things Qin Qianliu was carrying, "Are you going to get the kernel again?"

"Ah."

"By the way, I have a new inspiration for the method of retrieving memory that I mentioned last time!" Liu Yangyang said happily, and suddenly a kind voice came from behind, "Disciple~"

Liu Yangyang silenced all of a sudden, lowered his head and turned around, "Master." It was Mr. Qin who came.

"Is this apprentice here waiting to be your teacher?" Elder Qin asked intentionally while looking at him with his hands behind his back.How dare Liu Yangyang say no.After Qin Qianliu handed him over to Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin found that this son had a very high talent for understanding, and he usually spoke sweetly, which could make him happy.Old Qin is old, and he can do things as he pleases, so he accepted Liu Yangyang as his disciple according to his own wishes.

Liu Yangyang learned quickly, and Mr. Qin was satisfied with it, but when he decided to take his obedient little apprentice out for actual combat, he realized something was wrong, why his apprentice couldn't find any mistakes in all aspects, but he was afraid of ghosts of?What about the donkey?No matter how angry Mr. Qin was, he had no choice but to admit it, but he fell in love with taking Liu Yangyang out to exercise, which was called "fighting poison with poison", which caused Liu Yangyang to panic when he saw Mr. Qin.

Seeing Liu Yangyang wandering here this time, in fact, Mr. Qin knew why, it was simply because the Patriarch forgot about that gorgeous ghost for no reason.Although he didn't know what method Yangui used, but since there was no side effect on the Patriarch, he just followed the trend, it's better to forget than stick together.

As for his unyielding disciple... "Disciple, you showed me the talisman paper left by Zhang Tianshi some time ago, and I suddenly had a little inspiration for my teacher. How about going with me?"

"Ah?" Liu Yangyang raised his head in surprise. Didn't the master say that the talisman left by the celestial master was really exquisite, and he might not be able to understand it in his entire life?He reflexively turned his head to look at Brother Qin's position. Sure enough, the people who had already left were gone.Liu Yangyang drooped his head resignedly.

Elder Qin probably couldn't bear to see his beloved apprentice's pitiful appearance, so he comforted him, "The Patriarch has to practice painting and cultivation after taking the core, so he has no time to talk to you. The Patriarch's strength can surpass that of all supernatural beings. On the surface, it's not just because of the core, it's also inseparable from the hard work of the Patriarch."

This made Liu Yangyang feel better. In fact, he still liked the days when they came to the base. Although the conditions were a little more difficult and dangerous, the few of them could be together all the time. Now, he can only use Brother Qin to Busy to comfort myself.He thought, if there is a ghost in this world that he is not afraid of, it must be Zheng Dang.Thinking of this, he sighed subconsciously, how could he just forget when he was alone?

Mr. Qin said that Qin Qianliu practiced painting not just casually to comfort Liu Yangyang. I don’t know when Qin Qianliu, the patriarch of the Qin family, started to learn painting. A person who is usually so busy, sometimes even for several days I can't close my eyes, but I can find time to draw every day.It's not a cartoon sketch, but a classical painting with a brush.Outsiders can only praise him for being both internal and external.

After Liu Yangyang was dragged by Mr. Qin, Qin Qianliu turned around and went back to his room upstairs. The decoration inside had not changed. He looked at the side of the bed, and saw that the white sheets were neatly pasted on the bed.After closing the door, Qin Qianliu put the small bag containing the kernels on the bedside table, then went to the desk and sat down.

A clean piece of rice paper was spread on the desk, and a thick layer was stacked under the rice paper. Judging from the faint traces, it should be a used drawing.Paper is already a non-renewable item after the end of the world, and the act of using rice paper as a draft is even more luxurious. Qin Qianliu is not a person who wastes on such things. Even Qin Jiu can't figure out why the owner must The best rice paper.

Picking up the brush and grinding it, Qin Qianliu calmed down and started to outline slowly. The outline of a person gradually appeared on the drawing paper. He was lying or lying down. Human innocence and vigor.Just like this one after another, the sun came from the sky wheel to the foot of the mountain, and the afterglow of the sunset came in from the window.

Qin Qianliu's eyes were always calm.He stopped writing, got up and walked to the bed, he bent down and touched the flat sheet, and when he stood up straight again, there was a coffin in front of him, gold and white jade, extremely exquisite.Qin Qianliu slowly raised the corners of his lips, and stroked the carved outline with his fingers, as if touching something fragile.

After a long time, he pushed the coffin lid aside vigorously, revealing the contents inside the coffin.The coffin was neither empty nor filled with people. Instead, there were countless inner cores of different colors, which almost filled the coffin, shining crystal clear in the sunlight.

Qin Qianliu picked up the small bag on the bedside table, took out the kernels one by one, and put them into the coffin. After a total of 22 kernels, Qin Qianliu smiled bitterly and said slowly, "Whatever you do, I always indulge you."

The voice was soft, almost a whisper.

The breeze picked up, and the rice paper on the desk fluttered into the air, then floated unsteadily to Qin Qianliu and landed on top of the full kernel.

On the drawing paper, a young boy tilted his head and smiled, with curved eyebrows and dimples on his cheeks.