Resurrection Of Spiritual Energy Oh My God, My Horcrux Is A Kitchen Knife

"Have you met a Transcendent?"

Wang Han smiled secretly and lowered his voice.

Then he patted Qin Fan on the shoulder and said: "It's okay, you won't be allowed to say anything there, I understand, but after today, my brother is also one of them, and it will be too late to say anything by then."

The two chatted for a while, and Wang Han simply found a KTV and opened a private room, where he and Qin Fan fell asleep.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the sun rose as usual.

There are crowds of people on the street, so do it before you die. This is the life creed that almost every ordinary adult abides by.

Qin Fan and Wang Han stood in front of the gate of the Superpower Awakening Center.

The gate of the Awakening Center is very large, occupying almost half of the street. Towering tall buildings rise from the ground. The two of them stand in front of the gate, as small as two ants.

"Brother, let me tell you, don't be nervous. This thing is very simple. Just hold a stick and rub it a few times, watch a short movie, and you're done."

Wang Han patted Qin Fandao.

Qin Fan·······

Why does a very serious ceremony give people a weird feeling when it comes from Wang Han's mouth.

Holding a stick? caress?

It’s a very short movie, why don’t you just say it’s small?

Qin Fan ignored him, took a deep breath, pulled up his clothes that were full of wrinkles and dust, and walked into the door of the Superpower Awakening Center.

"Xiao Fanzi."

As soon as the two entered the door, a cold cry suddenly came from the hall.

In the waiting area not far from the two of them, a tall girl stood up. Her pretty face was not painted with makeup, but it had a soul-stirring beauty. However, at this moment, her face was covered with frost and her face was expressionless. Staring at Qin Fan.

Qin Fan slapped his head, it was terrible.

Murong Xue is Qin Fan's absolute childhood sweetheart. Although Murong Xue has moved near the school in recent years, the two families lived close to each other when they were young, and they were born on the same day. Growing up, the words Qin Fan heard his parents lecture him the most were: Look at Xiaoxue...

For a while, Qin Fan wanted to take a detour when he saw Murong Xue, but Murong Xue found him every time and obeyed his orders obediently.

No way, Murong Xue is not only beautiful, but also a top student. She is a god-like existence in No. 1 Middle School, while Qin Fan will always be among the small group of people at the bottom.

If you compare goods, you will have to throw them away, if you compare people with others, you will die.

Qin Fan was not dead, but he had no room to resist in front of Murong Xue.

It was originally agreed that the two of them would perform the awakening ceremony together today, but because of what happened last night, they completely forgot about it. It was only now that they met that they remembered it.

Qin Fan hurriedly took out his obsolete smartphone from his pocket and pressed it, but there was no response. He pressed it again, but there was still no response. He secretly thought that he was lucky, but his face was full of bitterness: "Look, you really don't blame me. The phone is not working." Electricity."

Murong Xue didn't even look at it. She turned to Wang Han and said coldly: "Did you take him to fool around last night?"

Forehead

Wang Han's face was full of black lines, it's none of my business, but Wang Han, who has always been fearless, turned into a good boy in front of Murong Xue, and said cowardly: "That's not true, he was in trouble last night and was taken to the institute. He was taken away, but I rescued him."

Qin Fan······

Is this the move? Fortunately, brother, bah.

Wang Han glanced at Qin Fan apologetically, then turned around and smiled at Murong Xue: "Murong Xue, I still have an interview. It's almost too late, so I won't accompany you."

After saying that, without waiting for Murong Xue to speak, he turned around and ran away...

Murong Xue looked at Qin Fan suspiciously. His clothes were covered with dust and dirt and were wrinkled. His hair was fluffy and his eyes were dull. He looked like a homeless man.

"real?"

Qin Fan nodded helplessly.

"Go in first."

Murong Xue didn't say another word, but pulled Qin Fan's dirt-covered clothes and walked inside.

After some registration and questioning, the two finally stood in front of the awakening room. Qin Fan felt his blood pressure rise sharply, his heart was beating wildly, and his palms were already covered with sweat.

At this moment, a soft, warm but extremely firm little hand held his.

"It's just a normal awakening, no big deal."

Murong Xue said softly.

"Next, Qin Fan."

About half an hour later, the staff finally called Qin Fan's name.

Qin Fan stood up suddenly, took a deep breath, nodded to Murong Xue, and walked into the door of the awakening room.

The awakening room was unusually empty. It was not filled with various instruments as he had imagined before. Then there was a high-ranking Transcendent sitting aside, watching him coldly.

In the middle of the room, there is a simple table. In addition to a VR-like device on the table, there is also a slightly black stick-shaped object adsorbed on the table, and on the stick-shaped object is a circle. Qin Fan is not sure about the specific purpose of a circle.

"Put on the eye mask, hold the activator with your right hand, and when you hear the beep, just move the activator."

The mechanical voice of the staff came from the loudspeaker in the awakening room.

Qin Fan immediately put on the blindfold and held the stimulator with his right hand. It was soft and felt surprisingly good.

The next moment, Qin Fan only felt his spirit tightening, and his head felt dizzy. When he saw the things in front of him clearly, he found that he was in a special space.

Holding grass, is it so real?

Qin Fan felt amazed in his heart.

"Stroke the activator."

While sighing, a sound suddenly came from the space.

Qin Fan looked at his right hand blankly. He was standing there at this time. There was no activator in his hand, but he still tightened his hand as instructed, and a feeling of softness and hardness came... ····

As he moved, a faint light suddenly appeared in the space in front of him. The light continued to flow around Qin Fan's body, and after a moment, it slowly gathered in front of Qin Fan.

At that moment, Qin Fan suddenly felt a special feeling, as if a heat flowed through every corner of his body, and certain particles in the air flew happily to his side, surrounding him like a happy child. .

And at the top of that light, an object is slowly taking shape...

Qin Fan held his breath, but opened his eyes wide, as if...it seemed...that he had successfully awakened?

After another moment, the object at the top of the light finally took shape.

Forehead

Qin Fan's mouth was wide open and his expression was dull.

What is this?

kitchen knife?

It was still the kind of rusty kitchen knife that had been abandoned by its owner for who knows how many years. The blade was covered in rust, and what was even worse was that there were several raised rust bumps on the top of the blade.

This is exactly the kind of thing that would make a junk collector shake his head when he sees it.

While he was in shock, he felt his eyes go dark, that special space no longer existed, and the mechanical voice in the room sounded again:

"Name Qin Fan, power awakening successful, metallic power, horcrux...rusty knife. Talent level c."

Qin Fan felt that his heart had dropped to the bottom. He thought about the buddy whose intestines were pulled out by a knife last night. His running ability seemed to be stronger than his own.

And this talent, SABC

Among the four levels, I undoubtedly occupied the weakest one. As expected, the consequences of poor study are serious.

"Awakening is complete, you can take off the blindfold."

While he was thinking wildly, Qin Fan felt someone pat his shoulder.

After taking off his blindfold, Qin Fan saw a middle-aged man standing in front of him, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

"Your second job is to be a cook?"

The middle-aged man asked casually while writing something.