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Chapter 37: 037 Fan Cage 1(1/2)

Chapter 37 037 Fan Cong 1

Author: get away

Chapter 37 037 Fan Cong 1

The night is hazy.

Li Chengyi did not choose to go home, but found a hotel near the company to stay.

Now, it is no more convenient for him to organize his thoughts at home than outside at the company.

Sitting in the hotel room, there is a light yellow wall covering, a white single bed, a simple brown wooden table and chairs, and a small window with gray automatic curtains.

This is what the room is all about.

The price is only 150 per night.

Li Chengyi took off his suit jacket. He borrowed it from Song Ran. It was a bit too big, but it was okay to pretend.

He took a can of carbonated drink from the mini refrigerator and was about to open it when he saw a label on the side of the can.

‘This product is ten yuan’

Li Chengyi silently put the drink back to its place.

A can of drink costing three yuan can cost ten yuan. It's not that he can't afford it, but he originally wanted to drink it, but when he saw the price, he immediately stopped wanting to drink it.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed, he reorganized the clues he got today.

'Jagier was rescued in the end, hiding in a crack.'

'He hummed a song before he was rescued, and the song he hummed happened to be that of the kind-hearted Bulwu, the kind-hearted monster with a big face.'

'Coincidentally, the one wandering around in the blind spot killing people is the big-faced monster. If the big-faced monster is kind, does that mean that the people it kills are not kind.'

'For Jagier, the big-faced monster is kind. I also saw him in a blind spot when he was a teenager, and he lived peacefully with the big-faced monster. This may mean that the big-faced monster represents kindness to him.

.'

Li Chengyi took out his mobile phone and played with it unconsciously.

'Ignore all that for now, I just need to analyze what he did before he was rescued. Good or evil has nothing to do with me.'

He pulled back his thoughts.

'Next time I enter a blind spot, the methods I can try are: 1. Close your eyes and hum songs in the gap, 2. Carve words on the wall in the gap, 3. Fall into sleep or coma in the gap.'

'Of course, it would be best to do them all.'

This is very difficult for others. Under the pursuit of the human-faced monster, others may not be able to resist for a few minutes and will be eaten.

But he is different. Using his flower language ability, maybe he can really do this easily.

Thinking of this, the pressure on Li Chengyi's heart relaxed a little.

'What I have to do next is to work hard to improve my physical fitness and strength, improve my flower-scaled clothes, absorb evil thoughts, speed up progress, and strive to develop the second flower god.'

Hua Linyi's strength was fully demonstrated during this business trip.

This also greatly alleviated Li Chengyi's sense of crisis.

But the white gauze man's counterattack and fighting skills also made him have a strong desire for fighting skills.

'If the gun used by that man was more powerful, I might have died on the spot.'

It was precisely because of this concern that he chose blitzkrieg when rushing into the opponent's lair.

The important thing is to make full use of your own advantages, no matter what happens, kill them in a surprise attack, then turn around and leave.

And reality has proven that what he did was accurate.

Thinking of this, Li Chengyi felt much better.

He lay on his back on the bed, looking at the light yellow lotus-shaped main lamp above, and suddenly thought of the man in white gauze who had been haunted by him before.

The flower language ability, the hand of intoxication, is indeed extremely powerful. As long as it comes into contact with the opponent, it can quickly and forcefully control the opponent for a period of time, making it uncontrollably obsessed with the people and things it touches for the second time.

'Then how long is the specific control time of the Hand of Intoxication?'

Li Chengyi thought about it and began to look around.

Soon, he found a target.

Beside the window sill, there was a black fly the size of a fingernail.

He stood up slowly, tiptoed, approached, and then suddenly stretched out his hand to cover it.

puff.

The fly was caught off guard and was gently covered by a big hand, then picked up.

It flapped its wings frantically, trying to break free from the claws, but to no avail.

Li Chengyi pinched it, thought about it, touched it with his right hand, and activated the flower language.

Then, he let go of his hand and let the fly fly away quickly, towards the night sky outside the window, and disappeared into the dark night in the blink of an eye.

'Test the range first.'

Li Chengyi waited silently, feeling the constant loss of physical strength and spirit.

Drunken Hands consists of two steps.

The first one touches the target, and the second one touches the thing you want the target to be obsessed with.

In the gap between the two steps, physical strength and mental energy will continue to be consumed.

Li Chengyi wanted to know what factors would affect this kind of consumption.

'I feel that the consumption rate is the same as before, there is no difference.'

After about five minutes, Li Chengyi gradually began to feel dizzy, short of breath, tired, and wanted to sleep.

He knew he had reached his limit, and immediately pressed his right hand against the wall.

The second step of Flower Language is activated.

The consumption suddenly stopped, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

I sat down on a chair and rested for a while. Soon, I heard the sound of buzzing flies approaching quickly.

Then, under Li Chengyi's gaze, the fly that had successfully escaped just now hit the wall hard like a fighter jet with a straight, rocket-like, ruler-like fierce posture.

puff.

The fly clung to the wall and stopped moving.

Li Chengyi took out his mobile phone and started timing.

He dragged a chair to the edge and sat on the edge. While scrolling through his phone, he kept recording the duration of his flower language ability.

One minute.

Two minutes.

Five minutes.

Thirteen minutes.

Finally, the fly flapped its wings and flew away from the window again.

Of course, before leaving, Li Chengyi touched it again.

After all, he rested for a while and regained some of his energy.

'Thirteen minutes, it seems that this ability is also related to the strength of the creature itself. But which one is affected specifically, and what factors determine the length of time, this needs to be tested.'

After waiting for a while, when the flies flew away, Li Chengyi reached out and pressed on the wall again to activate the flower language.

Buzz.

Soon, an extremely weakened version of the sound, like the roar of a fighter jet, approached and flew from the window.

The fly once again slammed its head against the wall with a look of death.

puff.

It stuck to the wall and stopped moving, its body pressed against the wall like a painting.

Li Chengyi took out his mobile phone again and started timing.

This time it was much shorter, lasting only five minutes.

"Is there any decline?" He frowned slightly, feeling that there should be no difference in his flower language ability between the two times.

'Wait a minute!' Suddenly he thought of something, 'Could it be that the interval between my two steps determines the duration?'

Immediately, when the fly wanted to fly, he reached up and touched it.

After the flower language lost its effect, the black flies rushed out of the window in fear and flew into the free night sky.

But soon, Li Chengyi touched the wall again, shot the fly back wildly, and rushed towards the wall as if he was dead, leaving a little blood stain.

Time passed little by little.
To be continued...
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