All People Job Change: I Am A Shooter, Is My Passive A Nuclear Explosion?

Fake?

Mo Yi was dumbfounded.

"This is impossible! How could a fake one have such a powerful effect?"

He immediately dismissed the possibility.

"What is the Saint Cloth Small Space?"

"The so-called small space of the Saint Cloth is actually a small space that comes with the Golden Saint Cloth."

"...Listening to what you have to say is better than reading a word."

It's like saying nothing.

"By the way, does this thing need blood to recognize its owner?"

Mo Yi recalled some online articles, after getting a baby, the first thing to do is to recognize the owner with blood.

"Then try it."

The elf nodded thoughtfully.

"good."

Mo Yi immediately bit his finger, dripping blood onto the golden holy garment.

tick!

One drop, two drops...

tick tock!

Ten drops, twenty drops...

Tick ​​tock!

One hundred drops, two hundred drops...

...

Mo Yi felt that he was going to collapse, his lips turned white.

"How, did it work?"

"No."

"That's definitely not going to work. You think you're reading a fantasy novel. We're in the age of online games, so don't like that!"

The elf said seriously.

"Fuck, if you didn't say it earlier, I wasted so much."

Mo Yi hurriedly took it back, and was so angry that he wanted to hit him, but considering that he couldn't beat him, he had to endure it.

"Oh, I remembered."

At this time, the little elf seemed to be belatedly aware, and suddenly stretched out his little hand, and gestured at Mo Yi.

hum!

Immediately, an inexplicable force slowly emerged on his body, and the golden holy clothes seemed to be drawn by some kind of force, and groaned softly.

Click!

Suddenly, there was a rainbow-like light on Mo Yi's helmet, and a space appeared in front of his eyes.

Could it be the Saint Cloth Small Space?

"Well, sure enough."

The elf nodded, "It seems that I guessed right."

"what happened?"

Mo Yi was confused, and quickly asked, "What's going on? Why can't I summon the Saint Cloth Space?"

"Are you sure you want to know?"

"Of course."

The little elf shook his head, "I think it's better that you don't know."

"Why?"

"I'm afraid of hitting you."

"It's okay, I can bear it."

"Oh well."

The little elf nodded helplessly, "Actually, the reason why you can't summon the small space of the Saint Cloth is not because of anything else, but because you haven't realized the power of space!"

The power of space?

Mo Yi frowned, "Could it be that the power you used just now is the power of space?"

"That's right."

The little elf gave him a strange look, and said slowly, "Actually, the previous masters of the Golden Saint Cloth are not low in strength, at least they must be rank six powerhouses, so..."

The words did not continue, but Mo Yi also understood what was going on.

Co-authoring is because he thinks his level is low.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be the lowest-ranked saint-cloth owner in the past."

"But this also shows that I am outstanding in disguise."

Mo Yi said proudly, "What other people can only get at the sixth rank, I can complete it at the second rank!"

"This only shows that I am unusual!"

"Well, indeed, thick skin is the only choice in my life."

"Who's the other one?"

"it is me."

"Hahaha……"

For a time, here is full of happy laughter.

"Okay, don't laugh, hurry up and see what's in the small space of the holy clothes? Maybe there are good things left by the previous owner."

"Um."

Mo Yi nodded, and immediately turned his gaze to the small space of the holy cloth.

With a cursory glance.

He found that the small space of this holy garment is not big, only about twenty square meters, it is extremely empty, it seems that there is nothing.

"Well, what's that?"

Suddenly, he found several things placed in the corner.

He just wanted to take it, but found that he couldn't take it at all.

"This is... a seal?"

Mo Yi was a little surprised.

hum!

Suddenly, the light in the small space of the Saint Cloth was full of light, and a small ball of light rose up slowly, like a round sun, very dazzling.

Mo Yi took out the big keel bow with his backhand, with a vigilant look on his face.

As long as there is anything wrong, he will take action immediately!

boom!

Suddenly, the sphere of light shattered, and a tall figure slowly emerged.

"This is……"

For some reason, as soon as that figure appeared, the holy clothes on his body actually groaned softly, as if responding.

"Does the Saint Cloth know this person?"

Suddenly, an idea popped up in Mo Yi's mind.

It can appear here, and it can also arouse the resonance of the Saint Cloth.

All signs have only one possibility.

This person is most likely the previous owner of the Saint Cloth.

"Hehe, my successor, hello."

Unexpectedly, the man greeted him.

He is a middle-aged man with a jade-like face, a bit of vicissitudes, and a tall and straight figure, as if he can carry mountains and lift the moon, and is omnipotent.

A pair of sword eyebrows, looks heroic and extraordinary, and the pupils are deep, glowing with a little light.

Strong, properly strong.

Mo Yi felt a leader-like aura from him.

"Hello."

Out of politeness, Mo Yi also replied.

"Well, if I'm right, this shouldn't be my mother plane, right?"

"This is Blue Star."

"Blue Star, I've never heard of it."

"...You are not very polite."

"I'm so envious."

Suddenly, the former master sighed, "Even I have never heard of this plane, which is a good thing."

"Uh, what does that mean?"

"I hope you never know what I mean by that."

"..."

Mo Yi was speechless.

"I'm running out of time."

"It's enough for you to say a few words of nonsense."

Mo Yi said angrily.

"Your strength... well, rank two, even worse than my grandson's grandson's grandson."

"You... this person is quite good at talking."

"Oh, if you can return to my hometown, please bury my body!"

Is it safe to be buried?

Mo Yi nodded, "Okay, I promise you!"

"Then thank you. When you are strong enough, I will tell you the location. You are too good now."

"..."

Mo Yi gritted his teeth, why hasn't the time come yet?

"As my successor, let me give you a gift."

As he spoke, he raised it slightly, and immediately summoned a scroll, and handed it to Mo Yi.

"goodbye."

The man smiled slightly, and it immediately turned into light rain, which scattered to the bottom.

Seeing this scene, Mo Yi felt a little emotional.

This is probably a big man who is far away from his homeland, and somehow fell here.

From his mouth, Mo Yi also learned some key information.

"Plane...plane..."

He began to chew on these two words, but he didn't realize anything. He shook his head immediately, "Forget it, with my current strength, it's useless to think about it. It's better to seize the time to improve my cultivation."

"I don't know, what gift did he give?"

Then, when he looked at the scroll, his whole body went numb with just one glance.

"Fuck, shit, shit..."