The man behind the scenes: My entry is so evil that it's crazy

Looking at the prompt box that popped up on his retina, Feng Mu felt a little weird.

"Copy + dynamic vision + magatama? It looks more and more like the evil eyes in the anime."

Feng Mu complained in his heart, he looked up at the huge shadow covering the sky.

If it weren't for the fact that this world couldn't see the sky, he would probably think that above the sky, in the dark, there was a pair of invisible eyes silently weaving the trajectory of his destiny.

Suddenly, Feng Mu felt a strong desire in his heart, and he wanted to go to the upper city immediately to take a look.

Just take a look, take a look

He wanted to see if there was a sacred tree towering into the sky in the upper city, and whether the moon's brilliance was still normal above the sacred tree, at the top of the cloud?

Buzz buzz buzz——

The phone vibrated, interrupting Feng Mu's reverie of drifting to the sky.

He looked down at the phone, and coincidentally, the caller on the screen was his mother Wang Xiuli.

Those who understand know what Sharingan + blood relationship equals, right?

Feng Mu didn't answer the phone for a long time. Fate had given him too many revelations today, and he needed to take a breath.

While waiting for the call to hang up, a text message came from his mobile phone - your father has been discharged from the hospital, come home this weekend to have dinner together?

Feng Mu's pupils flashed with a seductive luster. He didn't reply to the text message, but put the phone back into his pocket, took a deep and greedy breath, and silently said: "Copy!"

[You copied an ability - dynamic capture level 3. ]

This ability comes from the electronic eye implanted in Cheng Gao's body, and Feng Mu's pupils have not been transformed by any technology. Logically speaking, he does not have the soil to copy such abilities.

However, the system is so unreasonable that it directly copied the ability of the electronic eye from the rules.

So, Feng Mu's pupils underwent subtle and mysterious changes again. When the two magatamas slowly rotated in them, it seemed that there was a dark light swallowing and spitting, which was palpitating.

Feng Mu shook his hand, and the petrified heart fell to the ground, smashed into ashes and mixed with the mechanical wreckage.

Feng Mu quickly left the alley, and at the same time, a summary report of the battle appeared on his retina:

[You experienced a thrilling battle. ]

[Your martial arts skills have been significantly improved. ]

[Soul-chasing Step·Blood and Flesh Second Solution Proficiency +178]

[Soul-chasing Step·Blood and Flesh Third Solution Proficiency +178]

[Blood and Flesh First Solution True Skill·Third Solution Proficiency +49]

[…….]

Looking at the lines of prompts on the retina that showed the increase in martial arts proficiency, Feng Mu realized:

"In a fierce battle, martial arts proficiency increases much faster than hard training. That's right, actual combat is the best test and training for martial arts."

Feng Mu's eyes slowly slid across the battle summary on his retina. Each reward was like a unique delicacy, recording the nutrients he drew from death.

[You started a feast. ]

[You tasted a blood bag. ]

[Blood bag quality: rough taste, rich in nutrients. ]

[You swallowed the blood bag reluctantly and transformed it into 40 days of life essence. ]

[You absorbed the resentment in the blood. ]

[The stored evil iron in your body was digested greatly↑]

[The current evil iron consumption increased to 8.1%, and the internal reserves decreased to 0.3%. ]

[You forever conquered a person who opposed you, and your strength increased by 0.01 forever! ]

Feng Mu's eyes were filled with deep light, and he felt a sense of no one else but me::

"No one in this world can understand the value of death better than me!"

Feng Mu felt that the situation in front of him was very similar to a dish in his previous life memory - one chicken with two ways of cooking, that is, different parts of a chicken are cooked in different ways for consumption.

But the difference is that his cooking skills are obviously more advanced. He is using one chicken to eat four, five, or six ways. It is impossible to count them.

[Your cooking skills have greatly improved…..]

When Feng Mu walked out of the alley, the battle summary and reward pop-up window on his retina were also broadcasted, and the whole person's system panel froze into:

Name: Feng Mu

Game inheritance: 12%

Health: [965/1147]

Strength: 24.2 (10.5+13.7)

Agility: 7.3 (4.5+2.8)

Constitution: 8.4 (2.7+5.7)

Spirit: 9.1 (1.4+7.7)

Attribute points remaining: 2

Iron Eater: Second Level

Vacant position for metal properties absorbed: [Plastic embryo (green)]

Vacant position for metal properties that can be absorbed: 1

[Current edible column: [Yinsha Jiuyou Evil Resentment Iron (edible degree 8.1 /100%, reserve 0.3%. )]

General skill column:

Blood and flesh first solution true skill · three solutions (74/10000)

Crane claw skill · limit breaking (empty claw)

Heart-breaking palm · perfect

Basic boxing · perfect

Basic leg technique · perfect

Seven Killing Fist · limit breaking (soul funeral)

Seven Killing Fist · Blood and flesh second solution · intermediate (115/2500)

Seven Killing Fist · Blood and flesh third solution · intermediate (133/2500)

Soul-chasing step · limit breaking (ghost shadow)

Soul-chasing step · Blood and flesh second solution · elementary (221/500)

Soul-chasing step · Blood and flesh third solution · elementary (204/500)

Senluo finger · limit breaking (searching for veins)

Senluo finger · Blood and flesh second solution · elementary (95/500)

Sen Luo Zhi·Three Solutions of Flesh and Blood·Elementary (87/500)

Elementary level of turtle shell reskin skill (87/1000)

The primary level of three solutions to the ghost armor skin-changing skill of flesh and blood (187/1000)

Cooking·Elementary (84/100)

Gymnastics·Junior (14/300)

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Gymnastics·Three Solutions of Flesh and Blood·Elementary (14/300)

Copy skill bar:

Alcoholism lv3 (1/5000)

Dynamic capture lv3 (1/10000)

General skill points: 5

Remaining general skill proficiency: 33730

Secret Technique: Tongue Death Curse lv1, Marrying Twins to Death lv1, Agent’s Gift lv1, Blood Bare Eye lv2

Remaining special skill points: 2

Store life essence: 40 days

Equipment: Magician's Playing Cards (B-level equipment)

D-level lottery ticket*1 (need to unlock the equipment grid to use)

It had been a long time since he had looked at his own panel carefully. Feng Mu was stunned for a moment and muttered to himself:

"These are the results of my efforts little by little. I didn't expect that I have accumulated so much without knowing it, but it is not enough, far from enough. I need more, more, more..."

In Feng Mu's eyes, the longer and longer rows of skills that come into view are the invisible stairs paved under his feet. As the number of rows increases, the stairs will take him step by step up to the sky, to the top of the mountain. The other side of destiny.

I just don’t know which one is further away from the ground, the sky or the other side of destiny. The future!

….

late at night.

Feng Mu returned to Douqiong Martial Arts Hall.

There was thunderous snoring in the yard that had not been heard for a long time. Most of the brothers and sisters had gone to bed early, leaving only a solitary figure in the center of the yard with his eyes closed and his head drooping, practicing as if sleepwalking. Martial arts.

Feng Mu leaned gently against the door and observed quietly for a moment.

He noticed that Hong Ya’s raised braid moved up and down as her head shook. This was supposed to be a cute and cute action, but at this moment, Feng Mu did not feel funny, but instead felt something in his heart. There was a hint of solemnity.

"Little senior sister, do you always curl like this when I'm not in the martial arts school?"

Feng Mu swallowed deeply, feeling a sense of urgency in his heart.

"Oops, I've ruined the atmosphere of the martial arts school."

Feng Mu joined the practice without hesitation.

Time passed by while snoring, and it was not until 05:30 that Feng Mu stopped practicing, said good night to Hongya, who was in a daze and could not stand still, and went back to his house.

However, he did not choose to rest, but went straight to the bathroom and gently locked the door.

Standing in front of the mirror, he was silent for a moment, and then cruelly opened his chest with his hands. The bright red blood flowed out from the skin, and soon dyed the chest red, revealing the white and ferocious ribs underneath, as well as the ribs behind the ribs. A heart exuding a gloomy chill...