"You must be the illegitimate son of the goddess of luck! You can also conjure a god in this way?!" No. 7 transformed into a body in Xia Wushuang's mind, and it was indeed like a clown.

The man holding the code to look up at the void, just standing in the plane projected by Xia Wushuang's mind, he already exuded an extraordinary temperament. No. 7 only glanced at him and immediately confirmed that this guy was a mysterious god who was unknown to others. So regardless of whether Xia Wushuang's wish or not, he immediately imprinted the bloodline of the god named "Dark Elemental Envoy" into Xia Wushuang's soul.

"The bloodline binding is successful. As a primary Dawn Awakener, you will have a chance to extract specialized pages." At this moment, No. 7's voice turned cold and turned into an emotionally unsexed electronic sound.

Xia Wushuang's eyes twitched, and she was not used to the cold electronic sound of No. 7. "If you don't speak in such a tone, we will still be good friends."

"Select quickly! This is the internal setting of the Super God system. At this time, I must play artificial intelligence. Do you understand?"

"Is this called a low-privilege slag?" Xia Wushuang nodded with a poisonous tongue, and then turned his eyes to the light and shadow interface of the super god system.

In the center of the interface, a rotating wheel size rotor is placed. The circular surface of the wheel is evenly distributed by six colors: blue, green, gray, blue, purple and black. The pointer above is stuck between the gap between purple and black, so that the entire wheel can be in an absolutely static state.

"Can we explain why blue represents fire, green represents water, gray represents life, blue represents wind, purple represents thunder, and his cat's black represents earth?" Xia Wushuang widened his eyes, and the distorted magical words on the roulette almost blinded his krypton gold dog eyes.

"The bullshit bloodline you chose is still asking me?" No. 7 was not polite and glared at Xia Wushuang fiercely.

"Go, it's simply ruthless!" Xia Wushuang muttered to herself boredly, and immediately turned the roulette in her mind.

Once the six-colored roulette turns, the whole mind is immediately filled with six-colored energy. These energy is a little sharp, a little cold, and a little heavy... They repeatedly wash away Xia Wushuang's soul, transforming into a little bit of precious magic, and slowly storing it.

"No. 7, when did you think it can stop?" After a long time, Xia Wushuang rubbed his eyes, staring at the rotating roulette, making his eyes blurred.

No.7 was stunned for a long time when he looked at the rotating wheel, and then said slowly: "Why did I meet such a weirdo like you? Will you die if you turn a little lighter?"

"Sure enough, it's better to beg yourself than to ask for others." Xia Wushuang shook his head and sighed, then reached out to stop the roulette. At this time, the roulette had just passed by the purple minefield and gradually entered the range of the wind.

"The host gains the ‘Body Wind Specialization’, and as a primary awakener, you will get a chance to draw skills."

Xia Wushuang was stunned when she heard the cold voice of No. 7: "Why are you here again?"

"Free skills, do you want them?" No. 7 was shocked by the bloodline information of the "Dark Elemental Maker" sent back by the Super God host. At this moment, he didn't want to pay attention to Xia Wushuang.

This time, Xia Wushuang learned to be good. The roulette was very light, and the pointer had a small meaning, and then he fell directly into a skill called "Rapid Wind Step".

"Breaking Step: Give the caster an additional 30% movement speed for fifteen seconds."

As this message appeared in his mind, Xia Wushuang immediately added a bird-shaped rune in his soul. The almost dry magic power in the soul sea was rare to be generous. It took about twenty seconds to charge it and pour a quarter of the magic power into this rune. It made him feel that as long as he had just one thought to activate the rune, he could rush Bolt to a street in his running speed.

"Then I wish you good luck, my master." No. 7 smiled grimly in a clown mask, and then directly pushed Xia Wushuang's consciousness out of his soul.

In an instant, the timeline that had been paused suddenly rolled, and a human roared with all his might from outside the window, and then a series of car hammering and electric bells. Xia Wushuang turned her head and looked at her phone, and saw that the time had stopped at 5:00 in the afternoon, and it would be evening in a while.

"Brother, what are you running away?" A minute ago, the text message Ye Xiaoya sent back was full of doubts.

Xia Wushuang was anxious. When she wanted to call back, her phone actually prompted that she was busy! With the communication conditions of Zhongzhou that would not be connected without moving, she usually suffered minor disasters and was so urinating that she wanted to make people anxious.

Turn off the phone and save power. Xia Wushuang ran out of his own home with a glimmer of hope.

The huge meteorites in the sky have blown into powder. The heavy metal dust in the sky has obscured the glimmer of light scattered from the hollow lead clouds, radiating a suffocating dark red blood.

Of course, there were panicked people everywhere on the streets. In an extremely depressing atmosphere, Xia Wushuang could already see the signs of the end of the world.

Perhaps, if you wait a little longer, a huge wormhole will appear in the sky, and then a large number of worms will be spewed out? Or will a zombie dog suddenly pop out from an inconspicuous corner, turning Lan City into a raccoon City? Xia Wushuang shook his head, and he instinctively felt that things would not be that simple.

The crossroads, which were usually congested, were completely paralyzed at this time. The army had driven the armored vehicles into the city. People stared at the blood-red and dull sky, completely unable to understand what happened today.

Xia Wushuang took off the hoodie hat that was buckled on his head. He originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos to go to the nearby supermarket to grab a hand, but looking at the troops that were lined up in various transportation hubs in Lan City, he could only decisively give up this extremely dangerous idea.

Use heavy sanctions in troubled times. At this time, the first bird will pay the price of life if you are not careful.

Although after obtaining the "Body Wind" specialization, Xia Wushuang felt that his physical fitness had been improved by nearly 30% invisibly, and he was running very well, and his speed was close to that of contemporary Bolt. But what's the use? No matter how fast his legs are, can he be faster than the bullet without legs?

With the intervention of the army, the public security in Lan City began to improve significantly. However, some people always do not believe in evil. Those who kept wandering towards remote streets gave up the large supermarkets taken over by the army and turned their fingers to the convenience store set up in various communities.

These people have clear goals, either they were gangsters before this, or those who had obtained the system and were about to become professional gangsters.

Xia Wushuang was unconscious about this. If the end of the world really came as promised and Lan City could not keep it, then the things that everyone could bring were destined to be limited. Moreover, once these things reached the limit that individuals could protect, they would attract fatal covetousness.

"Whether it is a bug or a zombie, it is impossible to cut meat with a knife, right?" Xia Wushuang relied on his walking speed that was unusually unusual, quickly bypassed several heavily guarded intersections, and his figure rushed into a small alley.

The brand "Nanyang Lock Store" on its head is outdated, with the red painted characters weathered and peeling off most of them, shaking under the suppressed evening breeze before the end of the world.

This place is called a lock store, but its store manager does not actually sell locks and unlock locks. There are many promising gangsters and a few wealthy businessmen who have already been sucked in the brain for many years. It’s just that the owner here is not doing serious business, but secretly creating non-standard swords for people.

The machetes from low end to the streets, and the ancient swords from high end to the craftsmanship priced at 100,000 yuan, are all taken by private store managers. Moreover, the quality is excellent. They have always been known for cutting several people and not rolling their swords. The industry reputation is very good.

Xia Wushuang used to be a knife lover, especially Tang Dao as her favorite. She once spent a lot of money when she was in a hot head. She asked the owner to build one for herself. But the next day, she was given to her father, Dean Ye, by Ye Xiaoya...

"Wait!" Xia Wushuang, who was full of anticipation, immediately saw a wretched fat man with his back facing him, facing a photo of Mizusa Lola's swimsuit, constantly thrusting his body...

"Fuck! I'm blind!" Xia Wushuang had forgotten the purpose of coming at this moment. She just wanted to find a controlled knife from the lock store and stab the fat man in front of her back.

People outside were panic, but the store manager was doing this in his own store. Is it really a real man?

"Huh? Someone actually remembered this place at this time." The fat man turned his bloated body when he heard the sound. At this time, he was already sweating on his forehead and seemed to be exhausted.

"You..." Xia Wushuang was about to curse. Yu Guang suddenly noticed the long arrow flashing with cold light in his hand, and the large whetstone in front of him...

"...I've been grinding arrows?" Xia Wushuang touched his nose awkwardly. Three large tubes of arrows were already placed at the guy's feet. According to his speed of grinding arrows, it happened to start after the explosion of the meteorite.

"Kill him! He is the host of the super god system, maybe there is something good!"

"Haha!" Faced with the instigation of No. 7 in my mind, Xia Wushuang reluctantly gave him the words "There are two words" given by him.

"It's okay to not grind it. I thought I could just live like this for a lifetime, but who would have thought... If you want a weapon, there is a secret door behind the counter, so choose it yourself." Zheng Nanyang seemed to have received a prompt from the super god system and saw the identity of Xia Wushuang as an awakened person. But he didn't care, and pointed to a dusty counter, then lowered his head to continue grinding the arrow.

Behind the counter, there is a ten-square-meter secret room. It is obviously hidden the efforts of the store manager Nanyang for many years. Every sword here is strong and flexible and extremely sharp, and it is not comparable to the swords he usually cast.

"There is such a good thing. That knife is made of cosmic meteorite." No. 7's voice jumped out of Xia Wushuang's head, but the latter had already taken a step ahead of him and held a three-foot Tang sword in his hand.
Chapter completed!