Chapter 265 Thoughts are more terrifying than actions, fate is waiting for his master
A person should only have one health bar, but Feng Mu didn't. He had five.
The longest one is himself. Thanks to the continuous accumulation of various attributes, the length of his health bar has doubled from the beginning.
[1147/1147]
Under this long blood bar, there are four small blood bars of different lengths.
[10/10]
[10/10]
[20/20]
[50/50]
The strange thing is that when he looks at himself, these blood bars don't show names, but they do. He doesn't know if there is any reason behind it.
Or maybe it's just the blood stripers collectively covering their ears and stealing the news.
However, this is obviously a useless effort. Feng Mu can still easily identify which "evil son" these four blood bars belong to.
"The two 10-drop ones should belong to [Crazy Blood] and [Feast], because they have the lowest utilization rate and are relatively malnourished in development."
Feng Mu felt like a mirror in his heart:
"The one with 20 drops of blood should be the lv2 [Health Bar Sneaky Eye], and the one with 50 drops of blood can only be the second-level [Iron Eater]. After all, the [Iron Eater] is the one I invest the most time and energy in, and also feed. With the most entries, it’s natural to gain weight.”
Feng Mu stared at the five blood bars above his head. He was no longer as frightened as when he first saw them. He was now calm and calm, with a calm attitude of "If you have too many debts, you don't have to worry, if you have too many lice, you don't need to itch."
Regardless of whether these blood bars will eventually give birth to metamorphosis and come out of his body, that will be a matter for the future. Now, you can feed him how you want.
Feng Mu is only 18 years old, but he is already a great father. Well, he has just accepted a name.
In a sense, Feng Mu almost single-handedly made an extraordinary contribution to the population growth of District 9. Moreover, this is probably far from reaching his limit. He still has greater potential in the field of fertility. To be excavated.
To be honest,
Sometimes, Feng Mu could not sleep in bed at night. When he was tossing and turning, he would caress his abdomen unconsciously. Deep in his heart, he actually had some kind of longing. He longed for the hands of time to turn quickly. a little.
He was really curious in his heart, whether he was really giving birth to a "baby", and what would the "baby" look like when it was born?
Even if the birth of the "baby" requires a "cesarean section", Feng Mu has already made initial mental preparations and is not completely resistant.
There was no way that Feng Mu could not be curious about the truth of the world, but he couldn't help but be curious about the secrets hidden in his body.
He was simply curious to death, just like an adolescent boy exploring the mysteries of the human body and the secrets of life reproduction. It was a biological instinct that could not be suppressed, and he was willing to practice it at any cost.
Feng Mu also understood that his thinking was not healthy and somewhat morbid.
However, there was no one to guide him on the road of growth.
He enthusiastically guides others time and time again, silently serving as a guiding light for others in the darkness, but when it is his turn, where is his light?
No!
He can only rely on himself to become a lonely pioneer, moving forward, blazing a path in the darkness, and then once again becoming the light for those who come after him to follow and make pilgrimages!
[You conducted a soul-cleansing analysis on yourself, and you became more determined on your own path. ]
[You are not an ordinary evil villain, you are an evil villain who can think dialectically. ]
[You have found the correct theoretical framework for your behavior-it is so evil that it is light! ]
[...Congratulations, your thoughts have been greatly sublimated. You are a bit like the master of destiny. Perhaps, you can start making preparations to take over the old people of destiny...]
[Fate awaits the return of the master to his throne. ]
[Start preparing! ]
[The improvement of thoughts is far more terrifying than any action. Your evil index has been greatly improved↑↑↑↑]
[The inheritance of the game has been greatly improved↑↑↑↑]
[Your game inheritance is increased to 12%! ]
[You have obtained special skill point*1, normal skill point*1, and you have obtained general skill proficiency*10000. ]
[You have obtained attribute points*2 and general skill proficiency*10000. ]
Feng Mu's pupils shrank slightly. The first reaction in his mind was that happiness came a bit suddenly. The second reaction was that he was one step closer to the 15% high-level treasure chest.
There is no need to be promoted to warden. Warden Qian's luck seems to be pretty good.
"Are thoughts more evil than actions?!!"
Feng Mu stared at the four "↑" in the prompt box, and the magatama in his eyes rotated faster. He was thoughtful:
"Improvement of my thoughts seems easy, but in fact it is difficult. Judging from the system prompts, it seems that as soon as my thoughts are sublimated, the rewards will follow."
"It seems quite easy, much simpler than making trouble."
"Actually, it is precisely because I have done so many things, and each of them has subtly changed my thinking, that I have been able to sublimate my thinking today."
"It is the quantitative change in action that triggers the qualitative change in thought."
"In other words, the sublimation of my thoughts is a summary improvement of all my previous actions, rather than just slapping my forehead and thinking out of thin air."
In Feng Mu's eyes, the magatama-like patterns gradually stopped rotating and quietly disappeared into his eyes.
His expression returned to calmness, and he came to the conclusion deep in his heart:
"Ideology without action support is just a fantasy in the air, meaningless; action without ideological guidance is like a bullet without gunpowder, losing its due power."
"Only when thoughts and actions complement each other, and theory and practice are combined, can we truly..."
Feng Mu murmured to himself, his voice getting lower and lower, and the tail notes gradually blended into the quiet darkness.
While Feng Mu was thinking, he slowly walked into the dark alley on the opposite corner of the street. He was ready to practice and verify the upgraded [Health Strip Eye].
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Compared with the hesitation and hesitation when he first activated the system entry, Feng Mu is now terrifyingly decisive. Unknowingly, life is becoming more and more precious and cheap in his eyes.
There was no need to search too hard, Feng Mu quickly bumped into a suitable target in the dark alley.
In the alley, a drunken strong man was punching and kicking a scantily clad woman. The woman screamed twice at first, but soon the sound disappeared.
Feng Mu stood quietly in the dark shadows, watching unmoved until the woman made no sound and the body was picked up by the man and stuffed into the trash can next to her.
It was only at this moment that Feng Mu walked out of the darkness without hesitation, quietly appeared behind the man, and stepped on the shadow under his feet.
"Fuck, I drank too much, my eyes are all blurry."
The drunken man saw an overlapping shadow under his feet. He rubbed his eyes vigorously, then widened his bloodshot eyes and violently twisted his neck and turned back.
Then he saw an unfamiliar face come into view, a pair of coquettish and strange eyes looking directly at his... chest.
"You...who are you?" The drunk man was shocked and suddenly waved his blood-stained fist.
The person behind him did not answer his question. The only answer he heard was a "puff" sound that he was familiar with. It was the sound of flesh and blood being penetrated and torn apart by sharp objects.
At the same time, in the dark corner outside the alley, another figure sneaking cautiously was secretly peeping at this scene.
His right eye pupil was flashing with a dark blue light...
(End of chapter)