Chapter 76 The Magical Power of the Red Pencil!

Only after seeing Uncle Bird completely disappear, did Reg come back to his senses from his sadness.

Then he looked at the red pencil in his hand. This thing might be the last gift Uncle Bird left for him.

But no matter how Reg looked at it, there was nothing special about this red pencil.

It just felt too ordinary. With Uncle Bird's status, he shouldn't give such an ordinary thing.

After looking at it for a long time and not being able to figure it out, he was ready to leave King Kai's planet and go back to continue research.

Said to King Kai:

"King Kai, if there is nothing else, then I will go back first."

Hearing what Reg said, King Kai also nodded and said:

"From your tone, it seems that there is something else to do, so I won't keep you."

Hearing what King Kai said, Reg nodded and opened the portal directly and left King Kai's planet.

After returning home, he found that Supali had woken up and continued to practice.

Seeing this scene, Reg shook his head helplessly, and didn't care about the other party anymore. He went back to his room and started to study the ability of this red pencil.

At this moment, Reg suddenly thought that this was the tool that Psy used to draw. Could it be that his ability was related to drawing?

Thinking of this, Reg suddenly took out a piece of paper and started drawing on it.

After a while, Reg finally finished drawing.

And the picture on the paper was Little Monkey.

Then Reg picked up the paper and looked around, but didn't find anything special.

After looking for a long time, he still didn't find any useful information.

Seeing this, Reg had no choice but to give up his research on the red pencil.

Then Reg took out a storage capsule, pressed the switch, and it turned into a small box after a puff of smoke.

Then Reg put the red pencil into the box, pressed the switch and turned into a capsule, and carried it with him.

Just after Reg left, the piece of paper on the table suddenly moved.

To be precise, the Little Monkey on the paper suddenly moved.

Then the Little Monkey looked at the direction where Reg left, covered his mouth and began to laugh.

Then the Little Monkey on the paper suddenly stretched his hand forward and directly passed through the paper to the real world.

Finally, Xiao Wukong jumped and completely got rid of the shackles of paper and came to the real world.

However, the Xiao Wukong on the paper had completely disappeared, and was replaced by Xiao Wukong who was free from the shackles of paper and existed in the real world.

However, just when Xiao Wukong was about to make other moves.

Suddenly, he found that his body began to fade slowly, and finally disappeared completely in this space.

As if he had never existed, it was very likely that the energy had been exhausted and could not support the consumption of the entity.

At this time, Reg suddenly returned to this room and looked around vigilantly.

Just at that moment, Reg suddenly sensed a strange breath in this room.

However, when he returned here again, he found that it was still exactly the same as when he left, and the breath had disappeared.

Just when Reg wondered if he had sensed it wrong, he found the changes in the paper on the table.

He found that the Xiao Wukong he had drawn before had disappeared.

This was a possibility that Reg suddenly thought of, but this possibility was too weird.

Then Reg took out the red pencil again and decided whether to draw it again to prove the possibility of the guess.

After looking at it for a while, Reg stopped hesitating and started to draw directly.

But this time, he was not drawing Xiao Wukong anymore, but No. 18.

After finishing the last stroke, looking at the lifelike No. 18, Reg nodded with satisfaction and said:

"Although I haven't drawn for a long time, my painting skills are still as good as before."

Looking at No. 18 on the paper, Reg was more and more satisfied, but something weird happened suddenly.

No. 18 suddenly blinked his eyes. Seeing this scene, Reg was just stunned for a moment, and quickly stepped back and looked at the paper on the table vigilantly.

No. 18 slowly crawled out of the paper and turned into a living person.

Looking at the sudden change, Reg was stunned and said:

"You...are you a human or a ghost?"

Although Reg is a staunch realist, this does not prevent the fact that he is afraid of ghosts.

Even if Reg has the power to destroy the world.

After all, Saiyans are always afraid of something. According to the information Reg knows, Sun Wukong is afraid of injections, and Vegeta is actually afraid of insects, the kind that look like earthworms.

It's not too much to be afraid of ghosts.

And the No. 18 heard Reg's words and said:

"Master, you created me, you can call me anything."

After hearing the other party's words, Reg realized that it seemed to be drawn by himself.

Then he coughed awkwardly twice and said:

"In this case, why did you suddenly walk out of the painting?"

After hearing Reg's words, the other party pointed directly to the position of Reg's right hand.

Then Reg looked in the direction the other party pointed, only to see that the red pencil was still in his hand.

Then Reg pointed to the red pencil and said to the other party:

"You said you became like this because of this pencil?"

After hearing Reg's words, the other party nodded.

Seeing the other party nod, it was confirmed that it was the ability of the red pencil, and then Reg asked the second question.

"Where does your strength come from? To be more precise, where does your core energy come from?"

Hearing Reg's question, the other party pointed his finger at Reg.

Seeing the other party pointing at him, he said in confusion:

"You mean it's me?"

The other party nodded, and then said:

"In fact, every time you start to paint, you will consume the power in your body."

Hearing the other party's words, Reg said puzzledly:

"Then why can't you feel the power being drawn away?"

Hearing Reg's question, the other party scratched his head and said uncertainly:

"Maybe it's because your power is too strong and you can't sense the power being drawn away at all.

Just like a mosquito sucking blood, when the wound starts to itch, people will notice that they have been bitten."

Hearing the other party's explanation, Reg nodded after thinking for a moment and agreed with the other party's statement.

Because from the breath Reg sensed from the other party, it can be judged that the other party's combat power is about 1 billion to 1.5 billion.

For Reg now, this amount of power is not even a fraction, and it is estimated that sneezing consumes more power than this.

Not to mention his extremely abnormal recovery ability, it is estimated that the power drawn by the other party is not as fast as his own recovery.

After that, Reg took a closer look at the other party.

I found that the other person was exactly the same as what I drew. It can be said that he perfectly reproduced the appearance, figure and voice of No. 18, and even his strength.

While sighing, he became more vigilant and could not let this pencil be left outside.

If someone with bad intentions gets it, it is not certain that something bad will happen.

At this time, the other person's body began to fade slowly.

Seeing this scene, Reg was shocked at first, and then said:

"Why is your body slowly disappearing?"

Then the other party explained:

"Because when you were drawing, you did not deliberately inject energy into the pen.

So the characters drawn will only absorb the corresponding power according to the set strength, so that there is no extra power to maintain the entity."

Hearing what the other party said, Reg also knew what was going on.

Then under Reg's gaze, the other party disappeared directly in this space.

Then Reg carefully put away the red pencil. If someone with bad intentions gets it, it will become a harem summoner. (A certain book painter is ecstatic)