Waste Wood Will Start Counterattack Today

  Chapter 20 Materials

She feels that no amount of money can withstand such a toss, especially the price of food in the abandoned pit is extremely expensive, Ling Zi thought, it is better to buy some energy powder to eat, the price of energy powder is worse than the price of rice before the end of the world. It's much cheaper.

  She buckled and buckled her plan like this, knowing that seven or eight slender vagrants came outside the cave.

This time these homeless people learned to be clever. They knew that their physical strength was not as good as Ling Zi, so they did not come one by one. This time they were entangled with a small team and prepared to completely subdue Ling Zi in one go. .

And Ling Zi in the cave was calmly feeding the seriously injured man in the cave. She didn't even look at it. The seven or eight thin tramps at the entrance of the cave just leaned against the cave wall. The garrison man said:

  "You also ran into a kind person like me. Look at this abandoned pit, who else will save you like this. You can eat quickly. We will rest here tonight."

Although the man was so badly injured that she was about to die, she reflexively swallowed the rice that Ling Zi had fed. Perhaps in the man’s strong consciousness, she knew that she would die if she didn’t eat. It's not far.

  Of course he is not far from death now.

  While Ling Zi was feeding his half-bowl of softly soaked rice, the homeless people standing at the door of the pothole swallowed their saliva, and someone said,

   "This person looks like he is going to lose his breath, why is he wasting this food for him?"

  So dare to give her food to these homeless people, then it’s not a waste?

  Ling Zi fed the last few grains of rice in the spoon to the garrison man in front of her, and then glanced sideways at the homeless people at the door. She put the bowl down, stood up, and held the stick in her hand.

The homeless men had already entered the hole and approached Ling Zi. Their eyes were like mice, dripping in their eye sockets. Someone found Ling Zi in the hole where the light was not clear. place.

However, before these people could yell for a few words, Ling Zi carried a stick and hit them. There was no way for her to beat people. The only advantage was that she had enough strength and very good physical fitness. A tramp can be destroyed directly.

So Ling Zi knocked down one by one. When she hit the last tramp, the stick in Ling Zi's hand broke with a "pop". These tramps had no suspense and were knocked to the ground by Ling Zi who had doubled her strength. , But the stick was interrupted by Ling Zi, which she hadn't expected.

In the pothole, Ling Zi stood among the weak and wailing hobos, looking at the wooden stick in her hand that was interrupted by her, she began to seriously wonder whether she had to find a custom-made one in Niujiao Alley. The stick used to hit people is best if there is a barb or something on the stick. If you go down with a stick and hit the person's flesh, it can also draw out the flesh and blood of the other person.

She thought about it this way, and didn’t care about the wailing homeless people in that place. She didn’t even have the idea of ​​finding a rope to tie them up. She just hit so many homeless people with a wooden stick that was not very good, Ling Zi. Now I still feel full of energy.

  So if the hobos who are wailing on the ground have this ability, stand up and fight with her again. She happens to take these hobos to practice her skill in beating people with sticks.

Seeing Ling Zi took out a flashlight, leaning against the rugged wall of the pit, took out white paper, and slowly drew a stick with a barbed brush with a paintbrush. She hoped that the stick could be back when not in use. On the back, when you want to use it, twist a switch on the stick, and the barbs will automatically extend.

  I drew several pictures in succession, and Ling Zi didn't feel like that, so she decided to rest for a while, let her head go, and drew another brush.

  According to Ling Zi's mind about the materials used to make spells, in order to make a spell with a better effect, the materials must be infinitely close, and the strange things in her mind.

This is a memory bank that Ling Zi has no way to understand. To make a single brush, some materials with energy are needed. Ling Zi understands this as a brush made from these materials with energy. The effect of the spell is enhanced.

  But in this abandoned pit, where can I find raw materials with energy? The only energy material that can be converted is the energy stone.

However, the energy stones in the abandoned pits have almost been exhausted through the excavation of these generations. The abandoned pits people live in now are mostly ordinary stones, or they are absorbed and converted into energy. After that, there was no way to squeeze out the energy gravel that was left behind.

  But Niujiaoxiang should have a way. After all, they have the business of custom-made weapons. As long as customers are willing to pay, they can find the materials they need.

  So Ling Zi didn't bother with this problem anymore. She only focused on drawing the shape of the brush exactly the same as the brush in the memory bank.

However, her huge memory bank told Ling Zi that it turned out that spells could not only be drawn on paper, but could also be engraved on the barrel of a brush. If Ling Zi engraved a less complicated vertigo spell on the brush for drawing the charms, Then use this brush to draw the stun symbol, and the stun effect will be superimposed.

  So what kind of effect will this spell be engraved on the pen shaft, so Ling Zi drew a brush, and drew a vertigo spell, a healing spell, and a Viagra spell on the brush.

  She can only understand these three spells at the moment, because the drawing charms must be done in one go, and the other charms have too many strokes and too complicated. At Ling Zi's current level, she can't complete these overly complicated spells in one go.

After finishing the drawing with the brush, Ling Zi began to draw healing charms on white paper again. She was boring. She used it to the seriously injured garrison man beside him, leaving him with only one or two percent of his blood volume, and then recovered. That's one or two percent.

  In the previous process of drawing the brush, the hobos who were beaten by her on the ground had already been supporting one by one, and they had crawled out of Ling Zi’s pit.

Ling Zi, full of vitality, watched them leave, expecting a little bit in his heart, that they could immediately entangle a larger team and launch a more violent attack on her.

  The reason is not very special, that is, beating these weak tramp, let Ling Zi practice the skills of beating, it is also quite good.

  Her strength still exists, but because of the treatment talisman used for the garrisoned man who was seriously injured, the hunger pangs came again without surprise.

  (End of this chapter)