My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

Let the ants go to fight the top war to save people?

"Hair remote control?" Fu Qingjun glanced at the ant, then shook his head, "I'm afraid I'm not a fool. My hair is more than tens of thousands of meters long, so why not pull it into a telegraph pole?"

Among other things, we have to wait for the nuclear radiation to dissipate a little bit.

When he came to this world, Fu Qingjun was very adaptable, and he soon felt hungry again, so he started cooking again.

The home is gone, and life is still alive.

Although the dove occupies the magpie's nest and there is a temporary home in the parallel world, he really doesn't have any sense of belonging. After all, there is still a corpse lying on the ground at home?

Do you still rely on the warmth of the beautiful big sister next door?

unrealistic.

On the other side, there are people who care about themselves.

Soon, after breakfast, he looked out the window, the bright sunshine of the other world was shining, and the city was extremely noisy, but he had no desire to explore going out at all.

Fu Qingjun scratched his head and started to think about last night's research again.

"How can ants...build cities? Could it be that low-level insects without souls will forcibly form blank souls with my injection?"

This is a very crucial discovery!

"But the brain capacity is too small, it can only parasitize the ants like ghosts, so after a while, it dissipates?"

This may be the reason why the ant's mind was empty and continued to crawl around this morning.

After all, most insects and even fish do not have a cerebral cortex, and only a small number of higher life forms have activities such as "emotion" and "thinking".

If this is the case, maybe I have to get some intelligent animals that really have their own souls from the beginning and have advanced brains, such as cats and dogs... Only their brains can perfectly accommodate a large amount of soul absorption, and they can truly become demons !

Gululu.

There was another scream of hunger in the stomach.

"It's only been an hour since I had breakfast, and I'm hungry again." Fu Qingjun looked at it, and suddenly found that there was no rice in the jar, and he actually ate half of the jar of rice yesterday.

Is this still human?

It is simply a bottomless pit.

Fu Qingjun suspected that he was eating for those ants!

"I have to find a way to buy rice."

But it is impossible to go out, even if there is a dead person in the house, it is impossible for him to go out. He planned to ask the mature elder sister next door to help him out to buy rice, and by the way, help him to the train station to ask for leave for the original owner.

After all, it's useful to have identical faces.

Fu Qingjun vaguely remembered Li Mo's time to go out for work, squatting at the door for a while, and sure enough, he heard a voice from next door, and Li Mo came out from the door of 307.

Soon, Li Mo looked at Fu Qingjun, who was sitting at the door with only his head protruding from the crack of the door, looking out at the scenery outside the corridor, and felt embarrassed.

Why is this decisive, fierce and fierce train station talker showing his head through the crack of the door?

She looked at Fu Qingjun's shawl hair with vague surprise through the crack of the door, and the girl's face was full of doubts, why did the hair grow out?

Tread Tread.

But Fu Qingjun's "confession" had completely killed her curiosity, and she didn't dare to look inside to study various abnormalities... This time, she just pretended not to see Fu Qingjun, kept her eyes fixed, and quickly quickened her pace .

"The wig I'm wearing."

But at this moment, Fu Qingjun had no intention of letting her go.

The master said that the human being is an animal, whoever is embarrassed first will be in a weak position.

Although he also tried to pretend to be deep and murderous, he couldn't pretend that he had never killed him before. He just tried his best to pretend to be serious and said with his head: "Li Mo, I am practicing martial arts recently, and I am in a critical moment. At this juncture, I would like to ask you to help me go to the train station to ask for leave."

"oh."

This time, Li Mo was relieved to hear that Fu Qingjun didn't mention those red-faced words.

I don't study the issue of real hair wigs anymore, "Want to go to the train station? I can take a detour when I go to work, but Brother Fu is going to break through? You have obviously lost..."

However, it seems that there are also some other evil martial arts, which use their own force to break through the Yang to make a breakthrough.

She suddenly realized something.

Suddenly, she felt a subtle sense of loss and guilt.

After all, I just confessed my love to myself affectionately yesterday, and it was the first time I saw this tough and domineering gang boss who fought in the street, so gentle and only whispered to himself, with a gentle and youthful face...

Fu Qingjun didn't know what she was thinking, so he replied, "Yes, I'm going to break through, so I'm going to retreat, and I need to concentrate recently, so it's hard to go out."

"It's great to break through that."

Li Mo said happily: "In the battle a few days ago, I thought Brother Fu would win and eat the unloading business of the entire dock. Pointing to it, Big Brother Fu caught his attention when he saw the black muzzle of the gun for a moment, so he plotted against him..."

"That man has no martial arts virtues, but he still said that he is useless to rob and has no broken rules." Following Li Mo's words, Fu Qingjun also had some broken memories.

Li Mo was also very angry, and reached a consensus at once: "However, if Brother Fu Yun can break through, the brothers below are still waiting to fight back. Let him know who is the boss of the train station!"

Fu Qingjun didn't answer.

How to cheer up? They've all been hanged.

But Fu Qingjun listened carefully, making insinuations about Brother Fu's glorious deeds.

As he listened, he felt that this matter was too strange.

He has no connections, no principal, and in three years, he has a strong personality and charm to pull out a group of brothers in the train station, relying on his fierceness like a wolf.

He is bold and forthright, never playing dirty tricks, an upright and upright man, sweeping all directions with an iron fist, and is very popular with the neighbors. Li Mo was often harassed by the gangsters in the building before, and it was Fu Qingjun who helped him out.

Hearing such a heroic hero, Fu Qingjun couldn't help giving a thumbs up in admiration, feeling that he deserves to be me.

And doubts emerged.

Such a person is fierce, tough-headed, firm in mind, ruthless and righteous, how could he cowardly hang himself when he is deceived by others, he should just bite back viciously.

Fu Qingjun thought there must be something wrong with this matter, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

How you die is not important, but how you inherit the inheritance is important.

And Iron Ring Fist?

Fu Qingjun thought in his heart that he really had some martial arts.

Those marble-like precise muscles, obviously a normal 1.9 meter figure, actually weigh more than 300 kilograms. It can be seen how exaggerated the muscle density is?

This is hardly achievable by normal humans.

Fu Qingjun said: "The matter of asking for leave, please! If possible, ask the brothers at the station not to disturb you before leaving the customs, so as not to startle the snake, and I need absolute rest."

"No problem, I will tell them secretly, absolutely don't bother me." Li Mo waited sternly, a little embarrassed, "The job I asked for..."

"Don't worry, I promise you! Arrange immediately after I leave the customs."

Fu Qingjun took out some more silver and said, "Besides asking for leave, there is no rice at home. Please help buy it when you go out."

"no problem."

After confirming Li Mo's departure, Fu Qingjun returned to the room.

And this corpse really had to find a way to deal with it.

The weather is not too hot now, it will be fine for a day or two, after a while the smell will not be able to cover up...

"We need to get a new batch of ant test materials." Next, Fu Qingjun placed a few grains of rice on the floor in the room, and directly manipulated an ant again, asking the spy to tell that there is food here, and put the ant colony in the ant nest. call over.

Soon, this spy ant led a group of ants to line up one by one to find food.

Fu Qingjun got rid of them one by one by inserting his hair, so as to continuously assimilate the ant nest. In the end, most of the ants rebelled, and they even fought back in groups against a struggling queen ant who was on all fours.

"Done."

Fu Qingjun planned to have another really huge top battle later, so he had to study what happened to those ants.

Then, having nothing to do, he looked at the sunflower and slapped his head suddenly, "Ah! I forgot that I hadn't planted any plants before."

He began to use his hair to penetrate the plants with great interest, and found that he could also input, but the process was extremely jerky, not as fast as animals.

"Spray it all over."

Fu Qingjun didn't care about the time. After he was done, he went to look at the corpse again. The strange thing was that it didn't start to stink, and it was even lifelike, as if it had just died...

"Could it be that this muscle density can't even bite microorganisms, so it can't smell?" Fu Qingjun was completely shocked, martial arts? This world of World War II seems to hide unusual mysterious powers.

He rummaged through boxes and cabinets in the room, and found two martial arts cheat books in the dark compartment.

One is the basic introductory pile skills, and it seems to be a high-end product.

The other is Iron Fist.

On the boxing score of Tiexianquan, there is a line written:

"If you don't have the blood of the Fu family village, you can't learn from it."

Fu Qingjun opened it and took a look, feeling that it was not so mysterious.

The villain in the picture is posing, punching, and exercising specific muscles. With special potions, the muscles and strength of the arms are continuously polished, and several iron rings are used as weapons on the arms.

Fu Qingjun even found a special potion next to the cheat book, which seemed to be the potion for practicing Tie Xian Fist.

Although I was mentally prepared at the beginning, I was still a little disappointed when I saw it. "Iron Wire Fist, the name is simple and feels very traditional. It's not the kind that flies into the sky and escapes from the ground."

After three hours, Li Mo came back with supplies at noon.

"I told your brothers about the matter. They were very excited and said they were waiting for your return." Li Mo acted as a microphone.

"Understood, let the brothers wait! Don't bother me, martial arts breakthroughs need to be quiet... just leave things at the door." Fu Qingjun closed the door.

Fu Qingjun continued to simmer in the big pot, gnawing on the white rice.

A few hours passed, and in the afternoon, Fu Qingjun suddenly felt a mysterious and mysterious feeling appearing on the ant.

There was excitement in his eyes,

"There's something wrong with this ant!"

"Wait, the last night's war on the top was full of brains. After a few hours, the ants gave birth to wisdom when they fell asleep at night... Now they are also full, and a few hours have passed..."

Fu Qingjun became excited, and vaguely grasped something.

Could it be that after a full charge, it takes several hours for the fermentation period before the wisdom is completely and initially produced?

He started working on those ants!

This time, I clearly felt that those ants did not have their own souls. At this time, it seemed that some brand-new parasitic blank high-quality souls were produced and attached to each ant.

The ants started to crawl around, seeming to have advanced intelligence, and curiously explored the surroundings.

It seems that these souls from Fu Qingjun seem to be too high-level, causing them to possess mature souls in an instant after they become demons.

Unlike humans, or even any primates, they need to grow and improve their intelligence and develop their own souls from cubs, mature...etc., they...

Born to be divine!

This word appeared in Fu Qingjun's mind inexplicably.

"The dream I had last night was really not a dream, I really had such a high intelligence in an instant!"

"It can be like a sponge accepting the knowledge I taught, starting to develop tribes all at once, and even starting to study various siege warfare."

"And now, they are actually... actively building their own country! Laying their own garden!" Fu Qingjun sat in front of the table in shock, watching the ants' castle on the wooden table without manipulation, moving freely .

He sees unbelievable images all his life.