Dominate Marvel

Ying Yi held a black whistle stick with a thick wrist and a huge wild boar under his arm, squeezing out from the wilting thorn bushes.

He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

In order to hunt wild animals, Ying Yi went into the mountains yesterday and didn't come out until now. Even though he was physically strong, he was exhausted.

Standing on the hill next to the forest and looking out, the dry stream at the foot of the mountain is like a tattered linen belt, winding to the end on the desolate land. A few hills away, among the withered yellow woods, there was a village looming.

Ying Yi took a breath, put the wild boar at his feet, and rested with his whistle stick.

Ying Yi is tall and burly with a body of eight feet. He has a tough face and thick eyebrows, especially his eyes, which are extremely bright and faintly emit a piercing light. The short beard at the corner of the mouth and under the chin is like a steel needle, exuding a very masculine atmosphere.

He was wearing a linen jacket and a pair of straw sandals that were almost falling apart.

Lifting his feet and throwing off his straw sandals, Ying Yi felt a little regretful. This was compiled specially for him by Zhang's sister-in-law. It was still brand new when I entered the mountain yesterday.

"This wild boar is half a slice for Brother Zhang's family. If it weren't for the kindness of him and his wife, I would have starved to death."

With this thought in his mind, Ying Yi seemed to hear Xiaoya's cheers and crisp laughter.

Thinking of that little girl, Ying Yi couldn't help but smile.

After resting for a few minutes, Ying Yi grabbed a three to four hundred kilogram wild boar and put it under his arm. He put the whistle stick on his shoulder and walked down the mountain with long strides.

"I didn't gain much from going into the mountain this time. I absorbed less than a hundred true spirits, let alone the root nature. Well... the root nature, what exactly is this root nature?"

A screen of light appeared in the corner of his eye that no one else could see, with a few lines of extremely simple data on it.

Ying Yi: Mortal

Physique: 3

True spirit: 1

Root nature: 0

True spiritual number: 129

Radical number: 0

In these lines of data, there is a plus sign behind the three data: physical fitness, true spirit, and fundamental nature. Except for the plus sign behind the body, the other two items are gray. The true spirit number can add points to the body and true spirit, but to add root nature, the root number must be obtained.

And it has been more than half a year since I came to this time and space last year. Ying Yi still doesn't know what the root is, and has never seen it.

This is a golden finger.

A must-have for time travellers.

Although this golden finger looks a bit shabby, Ying Yi already fully understands its power.

When he first came to this world, Ying Yi's physical and spiritual attributes were both 1. After more than half a year, the physical fitness increased to 3 points after two additions. It is far beyond the level of ordinary people. Although it only increased by 2 points, in fact, his physical strength, stamina, reactions and other related physical aspects have quadrupled.

In other words, for every additional attribute, the actual effect doubles. It looks like three points, but it actually doubles and then doubles again.

If I had one hundred kilograms of strength in the beginning, it is now four hundred.

Ying Yi himself is a big man, with a strength of more than a hundred kilograms, and now he is probably close to a ton. That is one thousand kilograms. If he didn't have this confidence, Ying Yi would not dare to go into the mountain alone. It's like when he first arrived, he didn't even dare to stay away from Xiaowangzhuang at the foot of the mountain.

Over the past six months, Ying Yi has gradually adapted to the life of a time traveler. Regarding the single but powerful function of this golden finger, except for the puzzling thing like root nature, everything else is already understood.

This golden finger comes from a character hidden deep in Ying Yi's mind that can only be seen when he is asleep.

The characters are crooked, like a twisted dragon coiled together, forming an extremely three-dimensional existence. Goldfinger is an extension of the character. Speaking of which, this golden finger was not created by the characters on their own initiative, but was derived from Ying Yi's own ideas.

This is why Ying Yi knows that the golden finger comes from the character.

As a time traveler, once you travel through time, the first thing that comes to mind is Golden Finger. He thought it would be perfect if there was a golden finger that could be upgraded or something. then...

Although the derived gold finger is not the kind of experience upgrade, it is almost the same. Anyway, add some.

The true spiritual numbers used to add points are obtained through ‘killing monsters’.

By killing a living creature, you can actively absorb its true spirit. The more powerful a creature is, the more true souls it absorbs. For example, at the beginning, Ying Yi killed a mouse and got the true spirit number 0.1. Then I added some points, went into the mountains and killed a deer, and got some real spiritual numbers.

The wild boar under his arm should be able to absorb 1.5 or more true spiritual numbers. But once the true spiritual number is ingested, the result will be no bones left. Directly turned into a handful of ashes. All the essence was sucked up at once.

Therefore, he, a wild boar, has not absorbed the true spiritual number.

Of course, if you take it now, it won’t work. If a living being dies for more than an hour, it can no longer absorb the true soul number. This is the conclusion that Ying Yi came to through experiments.

The first time I added points was a month ago. There was no way. There was no sense of security at the beginning of the time travel, and it was far less powerful than it is now. It was a bit difficult to obtain the true spiritual number. It can only be obtained from small animals such as mice and birds. It took several months to accumulate zero points and one point to reach the first extra point.

When the true spirit count reaches 10 points, the gray plus sign behind the body lights up. The second time, I asked for 20 points of true spiritual numbers. Now if I want to add points, it would be 40 points. Although the harvest from this trip into the mountains was not as great as expected, it still accumulated 129 points. According to the rules, it should be possible to add two consecutive points. But Ying Yi was not impatient and held it back.

The addition made Ying Yi look forward to and fearful at the same time. What I look forward to is that after adding points, I will become stronger and have more survival capital in this time and space. But every time I added something, it was excruciating pain, as if someone had used a sledgehammer to beat themselves into a pulp and then rebuild them again.

That kind of pain is much more brutal than when a woman gives birth to a child.

When adding points, it must be when Ying Yi is at his weakest. But in the mountains, he didn't dare.

The mountains and forests of this era were no better than before he traveled through. There are even tigers.

Ying Yi looked at the sky and said, "It's already past noon. Let's have a big meal when we get home, then close the door and add more food."

He had already made a plan.

Looking at the mountain is a dead horse. When I looked at the hill before, the village was only separated by a few hills. But by the time Ying Yi climbed over these hills, it was already half an hour later.

The village faces the south and is surrounded by mountains. There is a forest in front of the village, and a small path leads to the village.

The climate at this time was cruel, it was already April, but due to the weather and rain, this forest looked extremely decadent. Ying Yi was already used to it. He jumped down from the hill lightly, humming an unknown tune in his mouth, and was about to walk towards the woods, when suddenly he stopped.

"So many horse hoof prints?"