After dressing as a double, I'm with the double

Jing Lankong raised a cat in the end of the world. It was a yellow and white orange, a mutant species, and it was his good partner. Unfortunately, he ran away one day.

Jing Lankong had heard a saying that before dying, cats would run out of the house by themselves and die where their owners could not see them.

He burst into tears on the spot.

A month later, the elder sister who went on a mission to the base next door came back and told him that his little cat met the boss of the base next door and was brought home by that boss, and is now alive and well.

Jing Lankong didn't know if what his sister said was true or a lie, but he believed that his kitten was living happily somewhere.

Jing Lankong held the black ball in his hand, the fluffy feel was so soothing to the soul.

"Little guy, you will be my cat from now on." Jing Lankong gently stroked its soft fur, "I will call you...Balball!"

Feeling the body of the coal ball trembling, Jing Lankong's voice became more gentle: "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Jing Lankong lowered his head and kissed the forehead of the coal ball.

Ability activated!

"Huh?" Sensing the strangeness, Jing Lankong immediately interrupted the ability, and looked down at the coal ball in his arms, "What's going on, why can't the coal ball be taken out of the space?"

Jing Lankong picked up the briquette, it was a small, soft ball, a pair of beautiful amber eyes were watery, four small claws were hidden under the black fur, and there were pink and tender little claws under the claws. Meat pad, plum-shaped.

Jing Lankong stared at the briquettes again and again, but didn't notice anything unusual.

"Strange, why can't you take it out?" This was the first time he encountered such a situation.

Jing Lankong looked around the space. The size of his space was a cube with a side length of ten meters, and the head could be seen at a glance: "Is it because it is a living thing? The living thing that grows in the space cannot be taken out?"

The space was empty at first, but later he absorbed the zombie crystal core into the space, and slowly, a spiritual spring pool appeared. The spiritual spring water emerging from the pool can heal trauma, and it can be regarded as a life-saving elixir in the last days.

And now, another cute coal ball has grown in the space!

Jing Lankong poked the small head of the coal ball: "Little baby, what magical ability do you have?"

Of course Jing Lankong didn't expect the briquettes to answer him, since the briquettes can't be brought out, they can only be put in the space first.

He beckoned casually, and a box flew over, and Jing Lankong took out a few packs of compressed biscuits from it: "Balballs, can you eat biscuits? Sigh, this is all I have right now, let's make do with it... I don't know about you What do you like to eat, little guy, next time I will bring you some more delicious food, okay? You stay here obediently, Dad..." Jing Lankong rolled his eyes and thought for a while, "It seems a bit old to be called Dad. Brother! Brother has something to go first."

Jing Lankong put the briquettes on the ground and left the space with the spiritual spring water.

"Hiss! It still hurts."

Jing Lankong is now sure that when he enters the space, only his own soul or mind body should enter, because his body does not hurt when he is in the space.

"Hey, the ability that has been saved for so long is used up in just a short while."

Jing Lankong poured the spiritual spring water he brought out directly into the hole in his stomach, the cells proliferated rapidly, and the pain was unbearable, Jing Lankong was like a fish coming ashore, straightening up on the bed with his stomach pouted.

Although it was so uncomfortable that people wanted to hang up directly, the effect was very obvious. I saw that the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a stick of incense, the wound was basically invisible, the skin was smooth, and only the scar remained. remove.

Jing Lankong was drenched in sweat, lying on the bed exhausted, unable to move.

Although the golden core is gone, the damage to the dantian has been repaired. He doesn't know if he can continue to practice, but there must be no problem with the ability to operate.

Jing Lankong didn't practice immediately, but took out the storage bag of Yubi from the original main building, and prepared to count the contents inside.

"One thousand low-level spirit stones, none intermediate-level spirit stones, none high-level spirit stones...how come there are so few?" Jing Lankong took a look at Lou Yubi's memory, and instantly understood that Lou Yubi had just left for a trip The mission, this mission was more dangerous, so he bought some magic weapons for body protection, attack, and healing elixir, which almost emptied all his wealth.

Jing Lankong did inherit Lou Yubi's memory, but this kind of inherited memory is like a book, which can only be read by actively flipping through it.

"Let me see, the task reward is one Good Fortune Pill and 100 sect contribution points."

Good Fortune Pill is one of the most precious pills that can purify spiritual roots, not to mention the importance of the contribution points of the sect. All the cultivation resources of the sect need to be exchanged for contribution points. Too much.

Jing Lankong rummaged through the storage bag: "There is no Creation Pill?"

Then click on the disciple token of the sect, and the contribution point is 0.

Jing Lankong: "..." What are you doing?

There is a small triangular mark behind the contribution point, Jing Lankong clicks to view it, and there is a detailed income and expenditure record of the contribution point.

"August 2000th, increase Nangong Zhao's contribution points... [-]?!"

Jing Lankong was startled, and hurried to look through the relevant memories, and was completely speechless after reading it.

"Brother Lou Yubi, are you the reincarnation of the Virgin Mary?"

It turned out that Lou Yubi took great risks to go on missions for the main male attacker - Nan Gongzhao.

Nan Gongzhao mentioned in front of Lou Yubi that he needed the Good Fortune Pill to purify the spiritual root, and Lou Yubi foolishly found the rewarding task of the Good Fortune Pill, wanting to surprise the other party.

Nan Gongzhao needed 5000 contribution points to go to the second floor of the Gongfa Pavilion to choose a "prefectural-level" exercise, and "inadvertently" revealed in front of Lou Yubi that he was still short of 2000 points. 2000 points will be given to the other party for free.

Jing Lankong calculated the time: "Today is August No. 20, so the original main building Yubi earned these things for Nan Gongzhao's life and death, and it was only seven days after giving them to him that the other party dug up the golden core by himself?"

Still using that condescending, charitable tone?

"What do you mean 'what you owe him, write it off'?" Jing Lankong had never felt that a person could be disgusted to such an extent.

"Obviously you owe him!" Jing Lankong suddenly felt pity for Lou Yubi, why would anyone have the heart to hurt such a sincere and passionate person?

The end of the world has come, the order has collapsed, and human beings have been struggling in the quagmire of chaos for a long time.Society regressed at a rapid rate, and that darkest time was a hell for human beings.

Humanity will not return to civilization until the country reintegrates its armed forces and establishes order.

Jing Lankong was only three or four years old at the time, and basically had no fighting power. It was only because his parents protected him that he survived.

Their family has also met good people and helped them many times. The truth, kindness and beauty of human nature are the most precious things in Jing Lankong's eyes.

But now, some people treat his most cherished thing as worthless, trampling on and insulting him at will!

Jing Lankong chanted Nangong Zhao's name word by word, killing intent like a storm and a huge wave: "I will make you pay back twice."

Jing Lankong continued to count the rest of the things, a bottle of Qi Bu Pill, two Yuan Ju Pills, and several magical artifacts of varying degrees of damage, which can be described as poor clinking.

"I knew I should have sold Bi Han Pill more expensive."

Of the 110 spirit stones, 880 and [-] were used up for Jing Lankong’s practice, and all of them were of the wood attribute, so there were [-] eight left.

Jing Lankong ate a Gathering Yuan Pill to replenish the vitality and spiritual power lost after being dug out of the Golden Pill. The remaining spirit stones were kept for training, and the rest were put away.

Jing Lankong doesn't plan to go to bed tonight, he has to step up his practice, gather more energy, and ask Nangong Zhao for some interest tomorrow.

With the slight dew of the morning light, Jing Lankong opened his eyes, only to feel that he was more energetic, with clear ears and eyesight.

Cooperating with the elixir to practice is twice the result with half the effort, Jing Lankong stretched out his hand and grasped it, feeling the results of the night.

"not bad."

Jing Lankong looked down at the clothes on his body, bloodstained, it was still the same clothes he was wearing when he was dug out for the golden core.

"Let's take a bath!" Speaking of taking a bath, Jing Lankong became more energetic. In the last days, fresh water resources are scarce, and taking a bath is simply scrubbing. Even so, it is a luxury, let alone taking a bath unscrupulously.

Jing Lankong turned over and got out of bed, and stopped when his feet hit the ground, his eyes became sharp instantly, and without thinking too much, he lay back on the bed again.

Closing his eyes and pretending to be in deep sleep, Jing Lankong directly entered his own space.

After a while, a shadow quietly entered his room. Jing Lankong could see clearly in the space that the person who came was his Mole Junior Brother Yan Shu.

When Yan Shu and Nan Gongzhao left during the day, Jing Lankong noticed the greed that the other party was looking at him, and kept guarding against him, but he didn't expect the other party to be so impatient.

Jing Lankong gathers supernatural powers at one point, and shoots them directly across the space.

Attacking the outside from the space will double the power consumed. Yan Shu is also a monk at the golden core stage. If he wants to cause damage to the opponent, Jing Lankong must use up all the power he has accumulated at one time. There is only one chance. He must make a move. Will be in.

Yan Shu missed Jing Lankong's treasure, tossed and turned all night, and finally couldn't help it anymore.

"Now that Jing Lankong has just been dug out of the golden core, it is weak and the best opportunity. Besides, if he goes late, he will eat and use all the treasures of heaven and earth that the senior brother gave him in order to heal his injuries. It’s gone, didn’t I use a bamboo basket to fetch water in vain?”

"Jing Lankong is just a useless person without a golden elixir now, and taking those panacea medicines is just a waste of money. Why don't you give it to me, and I can help him if he needs something in the future. I am doing it for his own good."

Yan Shu confidently sneaked into Jing Lankong's residence to steal things.

He saw Jing Lankong lying motionless on the bed, approaching quietly, reaching out to touch the storage bag on the other's waist.

Just when he was about to touch it, Yan Shu was caught off guard and fell to the ground, his bones creaking and making his teeth ache.

Yan Shu's entire face was firmly pressed to the ground, and his frightened and distorted expression was smoothed by the ground: "Who?"

He didn't even notice the other party's attack, the other party's cultivation must be higher than his.

But, how could there be a great power hidden here?Just when Yan Shu was in doubt, a voice seemed to explode in his ears.

"roll!"

Yan Shu noticed that the weight of gravity on his body disappeared: "Thank you for not killing me, senior, thank you, senior..."

He didn't even notice where the other party's voice came from!

Yan Shu was afraid that the other party would change his mind, so he scrambled and escaped.

In the space, Jing Lankong exhausted his abilities with one move, and staggered to the ground.

His ability is gravity. If he was in the peak state of his previous life, even a Golden Core cultivator could be crushed to death by him.

It's a pity that he is as weak as Xi Shi now, and Xi Zi can hold his heart with just one move.

The coal ball walked on its short legs, as if rolling over on the ground, rubbing against Jing Lankong's hand, and suddenly let out a "Mi--", soft and weak, like the sound of a newborn cub.

Jing Lankong looked down at the coal ball, picked it up and rubbed it in his arms: "Are you worried about me?"

It’s just that for some reason, after the briquette made that sound, it suddenly seemed to be closed, its eyes were closed, its short legs were shrunk, and it lay motionless in Jing Lankong’s hand, pretending to be dead.

Jing Lankong poked its melancholy little head, stunned for a moment, suddenly figured out the smell, and suppressed a smile: "So my coal ball is a little girl! No wonder the voice is so painful."

Briquettes: "..."