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Chapter 9 Sure enough, the boss is true love?(1/2)

Chapter 9 Sure enough, the boss is the true love?

Author: Corona Storm

Chapter 9 Sure enough, the boss is the true love?

Chapter 9

The ripples in space are still spinning in the living room.

The strange atmosphere of another world is constantly coming from it, seeming to be watching everything.

There is only one remaining Corona Cultist left.

His mouth was smashed into pieces, making it impossible to chant, and the difficulty of killing him was greatly reduced.

Cheng Yi held on to the wall, stood up slowly, and confronted the Sun Corona cultists across the coffee table.

The last kill prompt sounded in his mind.

[Ding, congratulations on killing a Sun Crown Cultist, all attributes increased by 0.1, and you gained 0.1 free attribute]

The wonderful heat flowed out again, flowing along the blood vessels, making people feel so comfortable that they felt like they were in heaven.

This is what it feels like to become stronger.

Cheng Yi added all 0.2 free attribute points to strength, which is one-fifth of the strength increase of an adult.

The average level of ordinary people is 1, and he has now greatly exceeded it.

[Name: Cheng Yi]

【Age:27】

[Available points: 0]

【Spirit:1.31】

【Power:1.45】

【Agility:1.18】

【Physique:1.09】

[Ability: Chess Beginner (32/100)]

[Monster Prediction: Encountering now]



All attributes have exceeded 1 point.

Congratulations, you have exceeded 99% of people.

But this is far from enough.

Cheng Yi slowly squatted down and pulled out a kitchen knife from the bottom of the coffee table. It was left by the landlord and he kept it for later use.

Now it's finally available.

"Hang Chih Chih..."

The Sun Corona cultist still has some intelligence. When he saw Cheng Yi squatting down, he thought an opportunity had come and pounced on him.

Crash--

The Sun Corona cultist's knees smashed into the glass coffee table.

And he stretched out his hands and grabbed Cheng Yi's neck fiercely.

At this moment, Cheng Yi was a little panicked.

He sat down on the ground, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, stabbing upwards.

The penetrating power of the kitchen knife was too weak, and it only pierced the lower abdomen of the Sun Corona cultist, without inserting it at all.

Cheng Yi lay on the ground, turned the Sun Corona cultist waving his hands aside with force, and then immediately leaned forward.

Hold the cutting knife above your head with both hands.

Aim at the left chest and stab it down hard.

Due to excessive force, the stainless steel blade of the kitchen knife was bent directly.

Then it snapped.

Cheng Yi was shocked. The material was too soft and he didn't know if it could hurt the hearts of Sun Corona cultists.

He himself almost lost control and fell on the Sun Corona cultist because his kitchen knife broke.

After he stabilized his body, he quickly looked at the Sun Corona Cultist, who had a broken kitchen knife stuck in his left chest.

It seems to have hit the heart.

Soon, the Sun Corona cultists were covered in black smoke and quickly disappeared into the living room.

[Ding, congratulations on killing a Sun Crown Cultist, all attributes increased by 0.1, and you gained 0.1 free attribute points]

The energy-filled heat flow surges out again, recharging tired cells.

Cheng Yi felt his mind clear for a while.

The ripples in the space in the living room are dissipating and eventually disappear without a trace.

The coffee table was broken, glass shards were scattered on the floor, and the metal support frame was vaguely visible.

Cheng Yi looked at the scattered living room and suddenly smiled bitterly in his heart, almost confessing here.

When the three Sun Corona cultists were singing just now, he felt a little desperate.

The most important thing is that the strange chanting sound can actually affect people's minds.

If it weren't for his higher spiritual attributes, he might have fallen into trouble.

In the dark night, silence returns.

Cheng Yi came to the window, glanced outside, and then walked back after confirming that no one was paying attention.

He has been fighting with the Corona cultists for half an hour, and it is now 12:33.

"The monster won't come again, right?"

Cheng Yi was afraid that the monster would come out again after he fell asleep, and his death would be unjust.

The attribute panel glowing with blue fluorescence appeared in front of him, and his eyes went directly to the bottom.

[Monster preview: 4 days, 23 hours and 27 minutes]

The monster took about five days to arrive?

Cheng Yi suddenly felt refreshed.

I can finally relax and develop.

If a monster attacks the next day, and it is a higher-level monster, then he may not be able to handle it.

None of his weapons have been forged yet.

Cheng Yi felt relieved now and dragged his tired body towards the bedroom.

He didn't have time to prepare the bedding, and the one he used was from the original landlord, but it didn't matter, he just wanted to sleep and rest now.

His current physical condition is more tiring than moving bricks at a construction site for a day.

Physically and mentally exhausted.

He threw himself on the bed. He didn't have time to take off his clothes, so he directly pulled the quilt up, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

It may be that the body needs a bonus in digestion attribute points.

During this sleep, he actually dreamed that he had grown taller.

The next day, he was woken up by the ringtone of his cell phone.

Cheng Yi opened his eyes sleepily, and then glanced out the window. It was already bright.

"Ah, my whole body feels like it's falling apart."

"Who is this? Calling me early in the morning!"

Cheng Yi muttered and got up. Suddenly he took a breath of cold air and felt severe pain in his waist.

He quickly lifted up the quilt and looked at his waist. He saw that his clothes were torn and five blood stains were clearly visible.

This is what the Corona cultists scratched last night!

These five wounds did not have scabs, but were constantly oozing pus, and were unhealthy black in color.

These Corona cultists must be poisonous!

Can't you just wash your fingernails?

Cheng Yi suddenly became excited. He knew that this matter was not trivial, so he quickly got up from the bed.

The cell phone was still on the bedside table, ringing stubbornly.
To be continued...
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