Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

Lynch woke up from the working cabin. After being in a trance for a while, he called the system immediately, but no matter how he called, the system did not respond.

Is the system afraid of facing him?Or is there another secret?

Lynch decided to go to the league to see for himself.

After arriving at the alliance headquarters, Lynch first went to the service desk to check his years of service. After being told that he was still in the 'trial period', he immediately guessed that his stay in the small world was caused by the system. He lowered his head and took a sip irritably. Lips, raised his face and smiled harmlessly, "Can I ask where my auxiliary system is?"

The service desk quickly responded: the system was stunned by the variety show, and he was arrested for making fake data to hit the rankings.

Lynch: "..."

"I'm sorry for this situation, here we can apply for a new auxiliary system for you..."

"No need," Lynch immediately interrupted, "I can do it myself..." Lynch swallowed the word 'task' abruptly, and continued: "The next small world."

"Wait a minute, here we need to judge your mission qualifications, because your credit level here is relatively low, and the review results will be sent to you in five working days."

"Thank you." Lynch wasn't too worried about the result. In the alliance, even if he messed up at the beginning, he had already completed many worlds, and he should have come out of the blacklist long ago.

For five days, Lynch didn't know what to do. He had put all his energy into the small world, but he felt strange and uncomfortable in the world he originally lived in, and repeatedly recalled "he ' question, what is the alliance he is in?What kind of role did he play in it?Did his love, anger, love and hate happen naturally, or was someone manipulating him?

Who owns the progress bar of his blackening value?

Thinking about Lynch would feel flustered, but he thought of what the other party said - 'I am the truth', and he calmed down again.

Would love to see 'him' again.

Is it the same for 'he'?

In the dark corner of the street, the sewage was glowing with colorful light, and there were unidentified creatures fleeing past, and the scarred body leaned against the cold and damp wall, feeling calm.

The street lights flickered once and for all, Lang Yan stared at the flickering lights in the dark night, and his heart beat flickeringly—will he come?

"Where's the bastard?"

"Run fast, damn fast!"

……

The sound of chaotic footsteps gradually approached, Lang Yan remained indifferent, someone would come from the sky to save him, no...it doesn't matter, he is the 'male protagonist', Lang Yan laughed at himself.

The figure finally came under the streetlight, "Okay, little bastard, come here..."

Lang Yan glanced at him, his dirty face was calm and unwavering, the hair that had not been trimmed for a long time was spread messily on his forehead, and the eyes that came out from the broken hair shone with condensed light. These were a pair of dumb yellow eyes. It hit the center of the pupils one after another, swaying like a wolf in the dark night.

"Damn it, little bastard, you can really run," Lu Wei gasped, tilted his head, opened his mouth to Lang Yan, showing some sharp fangs, "Run again, fuck you."

Both legs have reached their limit, they are powerlessly hanging on the ground, his chest is bleeding and panting slightly, Lang Yan is in extreme embarrassment at the moment, and he doesn't have any strength to resist, the world is set like this, because - to give others a chance to be kind to him .

The flickering street light bulb suddenly slammed, sparks flashed by, and the lights were completely extinguished. Lu Wei was startled, looked up, saw nothing unusual, and moved his eyes to Lang Yan again, even in the In the dark, he could still see clearly, there was no trace of fear on that bastard's face, which made him feel the anger of being offended.

"Toast, don't eat fine wine," Lu Wei stepped forward, took out a pocket knife from his trousers pocket, patted Lang Yan's face leaning against the wall with the back of the knife, squinted his eyes and said displeasedly, "I What I hate the most is your eyes. Do you think you can really return to your ancestors? Let me tell you, you are a bastard, and it is impossible in this life. Even if you have a pair of eyes similar to theirs, you are not worthy, glass and gemstones difference, do you understand?"

Lang Yan was very bored listening to it, thinking that it seems that the other party will not come back, yes, they have been seen through, why would they come back to make fun of themselves?How could he still have such strong expectations?

Lu Wei was irritated by his repeated neglect, the tip of the knife was on his face, and he gritted his teeth: "Are you fucking convinced?"

The situation in front of him made Lang Yan want to laugh a little. The gangsters who are strong outsiders and middle-aged can all chase him because he is unwilling to join, making him almost half dead. This is the so-called "male lead treatment". Soaring up from the ground, slapping everyone in the face, to be honest, if he was really allowed to choose, he would rather have an ordinary life, an ordinary love.

Unfortunately, there is no ordinary life, let alone love.

Lang Yan swung the opponent's hand away violently. Lu Wei, who originally thought that Lang Yan had lost his strength, was not only blown away with the knife in his hand, but also took a step back subconsciously. Although Lang Yan was indeed just an ordinary person, Lang Yan Yan looks really too similar to those lofty ancestors, especially those beast-like eyes and unbeatable physical strength.

In this chaotic area, Lu Wei is the absolute king, he does not allow anyone to challenge his position, even if Lang Yan just occupies a dilapidated house here, as long as he does not submit to him, that is not enough.

The strict hierarchy among the ancestors should not be applicable among the original people, but the fact is that the original people care more about these things than the ancestors, perhaps because they can never return to their ancestors and cannot learn their meaning, so they can only learn its shape.

Lu Wei couldn't accept his inexplicable fear of Lang Yan in his heart, and he became angry from embarrassment: "Damn it, dare to be violent, I will stab you to death!"

Picking up the knife on the ground, Lu Wei rushed up and stabbed it hard. The pain from the knife point piercing into his body instantly entered Lang Yan's brain sharply. He smiled slightly, thinking that he should give up too. Live your life with distractions.

Lu Wei saw that Lang Yan's eyes were distracted, but he still didn't feel calm in his heart. This is a gray area, and killing an unsightly original person was no big deal to him, but he was flustered. The person in front of him was obviously about to die. But exuding something that frightened him, Lu Wei couldn't help but let go of his hand.

There was a knife stabbed in his abdomen, his clothes were torn, and there were many wounds on his face, but Lang Yan slowly stood up.

When he stood up, Lu Wei seemed to realize just how tall he was.

For some reason, Lu Wei couldn't help but want to back away. When his heart was beating, he suddenly heard a sharp whistling sound, and he raised his head subconsciously.

And Lang Yan, who was staggering across from him, raised his face for a moment, and his dumb yellow eyes lit up instantly.

In the dark night, a pair of dark brown eyes exuded a strong light, mottled wings spread out, and the night wind passed through his slender body, forming an invisible mantle, the wings fluttered gracefully, wrapped the dexterous body and landed swiftly, handsome The eagle shape instantly transformed into a tall young man.

Lu Wei was already frightened, how could an ancestor suddenly appear in such a place?

After the panic, he instinctively felt fear, which was a kind of suppression naturally engraved in his blood. Lu Wei stepped back to the wall, put his hands on the wall, and tremblingly said: "You, you..." He didn't even know What should I say, the identity of the other party is too far away from his world.

Judging from the original shape, the young man obviously belongs to the group of birds of prey. He heard that the eagles are proud, rigorous and meticulous. Gloves and a straight tie, it's not hard to see the eagle's fastidious style.

However, the young man didn't look at him, but looked at the seriously injured Lang Yan, "Sorry, I'm late."

From the moment Lynch appeared, Lang Yan's teeth were clenched together, restraining himself from making a trembling voice, "Heh."

Lynch didn't expect that the efficiency of the alliance was so low that he would get stuck in the small world without the auxiliary system.

The work filter for the alliance is almost broken.

Lu Wei didn't expect the ancestor in front of him to talk to Lang Yan, and his tone was so familiar, he suddenly felt something bad, wanted to run, but didn't dare to run.

The eagles are known as the kings of the sky, and their tracking and hunting abilities are extremely powerful. The night sky is their territory. If Lu Wei runs away, he believes that the opponent will break his neck within a second.

The gap between the original people and the ancestors is really too big. Lu Wei is well versed in the principle of being able to bend and stretch, so he simply softened his knees and begged for mercy, "I, I was wrong, I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes, Lang, Lang Yan, Du, Du It was a mistake, a misunderstanding..."

Lin Qi stepped forward, supported the injured Lang Yan, and whispered in his ear: "Such a low-level face-slapping plot, let's go?"

Lang Yan was opening champagne and setting off fireworks in his heart. Everyone thought it was cute. He had no resentment towards Lu Wei, such a brainless cannon fodder. He covered his wound and said to Lu Wei who was already crying: "Live a good life and reform. "

Lu Wei was stunned, blinded by Lang Yan's sudden breath of the Virgin, and sat on the ground with a plop.

Lin Qi supported Lang Yan and left the alley step by step.

In this world, some people have undergone a mutated evolution. The genes belonging to beasts in their bodies are awakened, and they can change from human form to beast form, and at the same time acquire the abilities of all beasts. This phenomenon is called atavism. This kind of people Also known as ancestors, while everyone else is known as protohumans.

The superior ability of the ancestors quickly allowed them to occupy the right to speak and seize more social resources. The ancestors gradually formed a closed aristocratic circle through the strict marriage system and entered the world's ruling class. The hierarchical differentiation between them and the original people is also becoming more and more serious.

As the male protagonist, Lang Yan is very clichéd and a 'hybrid' of course, the crystallization of the love between the original person and the ancestors. Because both parents died, the identity of the orphan Lang Yan has always been a mystery, and there has never been a return to the ancestors. In the inferior primitive world, he suffered all kinds of humiliation.

When being chased and intercepted in the alley, Lin Qi, who was walking at night, accidentally discovered the unique aura exuding from Lang Yan, so he took Lang Yan away.

From then on, Lang Yan will embark on a series of cool stories about uncovering the mystery of his life experience and counterattacking his face.

However, Lang Yan was no longer interested in those plots. He leaned on Lynch and sniffed Lynch, "I thought you wouldn't come."

"You should try to trust me," Lynch called and asked someone to come pick him up. After hanging up the phone, he turned to Lang Yan and said, "I said, I will chase you."

Lang Yan is really in a good mood.

Lynch's reappearance is tantamount to a shot in the arm for him who can't believe the relationship between the two.

"I tried..." Lang Yan licked his dry lips that had lost too much blood, and said lightly, "I can't catch up."

This is one of his trump cards. After saying it, Lynch will know that his ability is limited to this. If Lynch really wants to get rid of him, he will have no choice but to show it to test Lynch.

Lynch rubbed the tips of his ears lightly, and said softly, "I know."

Lang Yan looked at him suddenly, the sense of oppression from the animal pupils was terrifying, Lynch said calmly, "If it wasn't for this reason, you would definitely have chased him."

Lang Yan's throat rolled, and he hugged Lynch's shoulder hard, "Why are you so confident?"

"You gave it." Lynch said frankly.

Lang Yan coughed lightly, and slowly turned his face away. He has fallen in love again, so easily.