Manipulation of Everything

"I remember it was here? Where did it go ... Ah! Finally found."

Speaking of which, Wu Ling took out three blades in the scabbard from the storage room on the balcony. Then pull all the blades out of the scabbard. The blade is two white and one black. Both white swords are 67 centimeters long and 3.6 centimeters wide. The whole sword has no decoration, and it is very simple and ordinary. The black sword is 105 centimeters long, 5.5 centimeters wide, and a bit gorgeous. But none of the three swords had blades.

These two white swords were used by Wu You and Wu You's father to teach Wu Ling and Wu You to practice swordsmanship. Although they were not directly offensive, they were very sturdy. Originally, the two of them were originally used to practice swordsmanship, but Wu You was too horrible at that time. The sword skills used were too powerful, which often caused the practice training swords to break due to excessive wear!

In this regard, Wu You's father had no choice but to ask someone to help customize the iron sword for practice, and then replaced Wu You, and the wooden sword used by Wu Ling for training was also about to break, so Wu You's father gave Wu Ling also customized one.

As for the black sword, Wu Ling seemed to remember something when she saw the sword, and she couldn't help expressing some crying and laughing. . . In the end, he could only say who hadn't missed the second. . . That's right, this sword was bought by Wu Ling when he was in the middle of a second, when he felt that the black-and-white sword was handsome. For this matter, Wu You was angry with Wu Ling. Why did Wu Ling buy weapons without telling her in advance? For this reason, Wu Linghua made every effort to let Wu You forgive him. . . But soon after that, Wu Ling lost some of the secondary two, so it was put on the balcony to collect dust. . .

However, although the material of this black sword is pretty good, there is still a little gap compared with this white sword. After all, it is at best a jewelry sword. Therefore, we need to spend a little time thinking about changes, otherwise it will not have much effect on ourselves.

Wu Ling held two white swords, remembering the memories of practicing with Wu You. . . Once Wu You's father taught him and Wu You's swordsmanship. . . In the past, Wu You was taught by Wu You's father because swordplay was not as fast and good as Wu You. . . Although Wu You's father later admitted that Wu You's talent was too high. . . There is also something encouraged by Wu You because of depression. . .

"Okay, don't think about it, hurry up."

Wu Ling thought about it, shook his head, sobered himself, and turned his attention back to now. Then began the first transfer ability after rebirth.

Feel the link between the substance in your hand and yourself, and let the substance in your hand change in the form you want. . .

Although it seems that the will is to link for tens of seconds, the reality is only one second.

Subsequently, the two white sword blades in Wu Ling's hands actually dispersed a little, and then reorganized. After the reorganization, the blades were not the original practice swords, but a real sharp sword.

Holding two sharp blades, Wu Ling was silent, then suddenly let go and hold on to the blade of the sword, and blood ran down the blade. Looking at these, Wu Ling did not care about his wounds, but went directly to get the black sword.

This is not Wu Ling's particular hobby. This is just because Wu Ling feels that although his use of abilities has not decreased due to rebirth, it is obviously because of the decline in mental power that when his will is used to control the physical transformation of abilities, the mental interval is obviously too different. Large, the speed of transformation is not fast enough because of insufficient mental strength, and it is not easy to respond to high-level battles, so some tricks to do.

The blood on the blade did not flow to the ground, but was incorporated into the blade. There did not appear to be any change in the appearance of the blade. Only Wu Ling knew what had changed. . .

After the black sword was dispersed and reorganized, it did not change back to the original long sword with a length of more than 1 meter. Instead, it became a short sword that was only about 60 cm like the two white swords, and then stained like the previous white sword Own blood. Because Black Sword's innate materials are inadequate, Wu Ling had to reduce its volume to strengthen its quality.

After completing these, Wu Ling looked at the wound on his hand, and the dark red blood flowed out slowly. According to the self-healing power of the zombies, this injury will soon be intact.

Although Wu Ling thought of it this way, she still felt that it was a little troublesome, and she used another power, and the blood coagulated instantly. Looking at the solidified wound, Wu Ling shook his fist and determined that the wound would not interfere, and then prepared things.

First, a large gray backpack was found, and some high-energy food and some emergency medicine were put in it. Although Wu Ling doesn't need medicines, he can usually stop his injuries with his powers, and the virus is full of viruses because he is a zombie, so there is no need to worry. I haven't heard of any zombies who died of illness in previous lives. . .

No food is needed, because Wu Ling has tested it. He ca n’t eat any food except meat. It ’s not that he ca n’t eat it, but that he felt sick when he ate something before. The food that I had stronger than this disgusting feeling in order to survive in previous lives was not eaten. . . Just because he could n’t get any energy from it even if he ate it, it ’s better not to eat it. Then he took out the snack compressed meat and some sealed parcels of beef jerky in the living room cabinet.

These snacks started out as why I did n’t remember Wu Ling, and I was n’t interested in thinking about it again. Because most of them were only bought in the past to understand the mouth.

Rip a packet of compressed jerky away and pour it into the mouth to eat quickly. I felt that the jerky was absorbed by the body as soon as it entered the abdomen, and a small amount of energy flowed into the body. . .

Ok. . . It seems that jerky is also edible. However, the energy provided is obviously much less than that of frozen beef, which can only be used to fill the hunger.

Wu Ling thought, while tearing a pack of compressed meat to eat, then poured the rest into a plastic bag, and finally put it in a backpack.

Then took out a few pieces of plain clothes in the closet in Wu You's room, and put on a set of black clothes. He took out a family portrait from Wu Yu's parents' room that had been unoccupied for many years and put it in his arms. The photo is in the form of a young woman in a red coat hugging two smiling girls, and a middle-aged man in a gray coat standing behind the young woman.

This family portrait is a picture of Wu You's parents and Wu Ling and Wu You before they went out. It is also the only family portrait. They have never really taken a complete family portrait before. Either father is absent or mother is absent.

Looking at the two cute girls being held in the photo, one in white and one in black, both laughed brilliantly. Wu Ling twitched. It seems that the former one really looks like a girl. No wonder he was told by the teacher that he should not go to the men's toilet. . . Well, Wu Ling looked at herself in the mirror and said that she is the same now. A zombie becomes more a girl than a human. The pale skin, if you don't look at the blood-red pupils, really looks like a weak girl. . . Yes, the two girls in the photo are Wu You and Wu Ling; Wu You in white and Wu Ling in black. . .

The young woman holding Wu Ling and Wu You in the photo is very beautiful and charming, like a fairy, this is Xiao You's mother. It looks like she will never be more than 20 years old. It is unknown how old she is, and it seems that her ten years have no effect on her beauty. And Wu Ling didn't ask her how old she was. Every time she asked this question, she would use it. Although Xiao Ling was very cute, women's age could not be asked, and she would be hated. To answer.

The middle-aged man standing at the end in the photo, dressed in gray clothes, looks a bit ordinary, without any characteristics, but feels full of British spirit. This is Wu You's father, that is, he brought Wu Ling to this family. For Wu Ling and Wu You, he is both a Yan teacher and a good father. Taught Wu Ling and Wu You strictly to learn every combat skill, but in life they are extremely gentle looking after their lives. . .

what? You ask Xiaoyou's mother? Wu Ling said that she did not care about them two or several times, and only took care of them for a few days when their training was injured.

I hope I can always remember it in my heart, and I may never come back in the future. At last, I glanced at the house full of memories, Wu Ling thought so, and then carefully opened the door and walked out. . . 2k novel reading network