Chapter 93 Mr. Almost

At the same time, outside Yancheng, on the refugee street.

A thin man walked past a refugee hut with a sinister look.

His eyes swept over the Yan people who walked out of Yancheng and were patrolling the refugee street.

The eyes of the old humans, some envious, some jealous, and some hateful, came into his sight.

The thin man just smiled:

"It's a pity that old humans are of no use to me. They are too dirty to eat."

"I wonder if Brother Crow will like it."

"I think so. It seems that his ability, like Lao Jia, is related to the stupid old humans."

"That's great. I can use old humans."

"I'm in trouble. The stronger the target, the more secure I will be."

"I'll ask Brother Crow for help next time."

"If Lao Jia is right, his concept of core ability is indeed broad."

"But how broad is it?"

Glancing at the direction where Yanren was searching, he didn't have any intention of speeding up or slowing down his pace. He just walked:

"In addition to the core ability, I have only assimilated a secondary ability at my actual level."

"Lao Jia's How do you say intelligence? "

The thin man looked like he had a bad memory, frowning and muttering to himself:

"The concept of core ability is broad, and the more vague the subject image it refers to, the more difficult it is to form an entity, so it is also more difficult to obtain the subject consciousness, and it will sink from the form of the thought body to the contaminated body."

"The contaminated body also follows this rule."

"At the real level, it needs secondary abilities with sufficiently definite characteristics and outlines to fill itself in order to form an entity."

"The broader and more vague the concept is, the more secondary abilities are needed to fill it, so that it can sink into an entity with a certain outline and a certain form."

"And the real level, as the foundation, lays the foundation for the amount that needs to be assimilated later. When it is filled to the limit, other secondary abilities can no longer be assimilated."

"In other words, if it can continue to assimilate, it means It's not filled enough."

"If you advance without filling enough, you will definitely collapse and degenerate, your personality will collapse, and you will become a polluted body."

"Brother Crow should be like me, and need to assimilate a secondary ability."

"Old Jia also assimilated a secondary ability."

"You can't assimilate two secondary abilities at the real level like Mr. Almost, right?"

"Speaking of which, did Mr. Almost assimilate two secondary abilities at the real level?"

"Although Old Jia said that he must have assimilated more than one, it is not necessarily two, maybe three!"

"But if it's three, it's too exaggerated."

"In addition to the core ability, the real level contains other stimulating abilities. Every time you advance to a level, you need to contain one more at the current stage."

"Old humans Awakening the spiritual bridge, generally can condense a small spiritual core by itself, but some old humans cannot condense by themselves because their consciousness is too complicated, so they need additional containment. "

"Speaking of which, this standard is also calculated based on the situation that old humans cannot be contained?"

"Promoting to the real level without containment, there is a core ability, which is 1, the phenomenon level needs 2, the effect level needs 3. Then 456"

"I need to assimilate 4 secondary abilities at the phenomenon level, 6 abilities at the effect level, and then 8."

"If it is to contain two extra, then the phenomenon level is 6, and the effect level needs 9."

"It can't be an extra 3, then the phenomenon level needs 8, and the effect level needs 12."

"But maybe, Mr. Almost is the creator of all pollutants."

"Without Mr. Almost, the pollutants must be eliminated by the containment the moment they appear."

"Maybe! ”

The lean man nodded vigorously:

"Brother Crow may be better than me and Lao Jia. If there are two more, it will be 369"

"But. The number is not large, but the most important thing is to find a spiritual condensation with a high enough degree of fit."

"Finding a spiritual condensation with a high enough degree of fit is difficult enough in itself."

"The lower the degree of fit, the easier it is to lose control. If you choose randomly in the early stage, you will suffer in the later stage."

"Maybe you can't find ten even after spending hundreds of years."

"It's better to take in fewer, otherwise you won't find enough."

As he said, he glanced at the sky:

"Until death, you can't reach the top."

"Well, forget it. Although Brother Crow feels pretty good, he can't compare with Mr. Almost. Even if he can, he can't reach the top like Mr. Almost, who can reach the top from the era when all forces are besieging pollutants."

"But Brother Crow may be stronger than me later? ”

“Oh, it should be possible after a few decades.”

“Yeah, we need to build a good relationship with the Crow brothers.”

"Send some gifts?" The man looked around, "Catch a few old humans?"

"But the spirit of the old humans is too dirty. Lao Jia likes it, will Brother Crow like it?"

"Well, give one next time?"

While he was talking to himself, several Yan people walked past him, but they seemed not to notice him or hear him.

When those Yan people walked by, he turned his head and said sarcastically:

"The wooden frame is really stupid, but Brother Crow's ability to hide is still too poor."

However, even if he said this loudly, those Yan people continued to move as if they had not noticed anything. At this time, the thin man just laughed again, looked in a certain direction, and turned away.

On the ruins of the high-rise building, the crows that were staring at the sky suddenly lowered their heads and looked in the direction of Yancheng.

Illusion?

I don't know if it's an illusion, Yao Yan always feels that he seems to be stared at by something.

Is it not safe here either?

What looked at him, he didn't know, but it seemed unsafe here.

Want to hide somewhere else?

But

There was no danger at the moment.

All the crows looked back at the fragments of the game helmet on the ground of the "top floor" of the ruins.

Although he wanted to enter the trial space again.

But now he was quite tired.

Originally, after coming out of the trial space for the first time, he didn't feel any fatigue, and he thought he had something special to avoid fatigue.

But now it seems that he just needs to consume more energy to reach his fatigue.

No, it should be said.

Is it "death"?

He, or a part of him, died, causing a lot of consumption.

I just don't know how long it will take to recover.

I really hope that someone or a shelter can help him recover faster.

Or, just go and catch one?

A pair of crow eyes looked towards the direction of Yancheng.

ps: It's another day of typing until midnight, I'll post it in the morning.

It's too easy to be distracted while watching videos and typing. It's also easy to be distracted by listening to music with lyrics. Is it true that I have to listen to pure music?