After specifically instructing Zhou Qiang to say a few caring words like "If you don't come, you will be my son" and "Let Brother Long find me to recognize his father", which stimulated him so much that he wanted to explode on the spot but did not dare to say anything, Yu Qing finally returned home with satisfaction.

Zhou Qiang swallowed his anger and admitted his mistakes repeatedly in front of Yu Qing, and then "corrected when he knew the mistakes" and dumped the garbage downstairs. The system rewards were immediately received:

"bite!"

"Successfully corrected Zhou Qiang's uncivilized behavior of littering, interpreted the positive energy of civilized hygiene, and built a beautiful and harmonious new home together."

“Reward: 1 chance for e-level lottery.”

Yu Qing couldn't help but feel very happy when he taught the evil neighbor who was throwing garbage a lesson and earned an e-level lottery opportunity.

But after calming down, Yu Qing couldn't help but feel a little scared:

That demonic energy is indeed not a good thing.

He has the system-produced "Demon Refining and Qi" with him, and has the ability to manipulate and refine the demonic energy, and even the slightest bit of demonic energy will affect his mind.

If ordinary people suck this thing, they are completely stimulated by the demonic energy to destroy and bloodthirsty, and coupled with the unreasonable increase in the power of the demonic energy, wouldn't it be that they would fall into a monster that completely loses their minds?

This demonic energy is as ubiquitous as spiritual energy. God knows if there are any other people in this world who can absorb demonic energy.

Does such people exist and how many are there?

When Yu Qing thought that such a crazy man with red eyes and great strength might appear around him at any time, he couldn't help but shudder.

Must be stronger!

No matter how the situation develops, strength is always the most reliable security guarantee!

Because of this potential demonic crisis, Yu Qing couldn't help but strengthen his mind to become stronger as soon as possible.

He did not understand the methods of practice, nor did he know any other aliens. He could only rely on the two skills of "innate sense of weather" and "refining demons and turning into qi" to slowly absorb spiritual energy and refining demons. The speed of practicing to become stronger is obviously not fast.

The only shortcut that Yu Qing can take is the system lottery:

"Use the e-level lottery opportunity, draw!"

After obtaining the dangerous and powerful skill of refining demons and qi through the first lottery, Yu Qing developed huge expectations for this lottery system:

What other good things can be drawn in the prize pool?

Pills? Secret Books? Magical Weapons? Spiritual Beasts? Bloodlines? Innate Magical Powers?

Yu Qing rubbed his hands excitedly, and the expectation and excitement in his heart almost overflowed.

"bite!"

"Consume an e-level lottery opportunity once."

“Get Items: Pan.”

"【Frying Pan】: Melee weapon with both offense and defense, resistant to high temperature, corrosion, and blunt attack, can be used to fried eggs in non-combat states."

Yu Qing: ""

He suddenly felt that the style was a little wrong.

"Sure enough, I should have been mentally prepared."

After a moment of silence, Yu Qing finally realized the reality:

There is always a lot of garbage in the prize pool of Krypton games, which is an inevitable common problem in the industry.

After all, if players can draw good things all the time, how can those unscrupulous merchants induce krypton gold sows to recharge more money?

The truth is the same. This good person and good reward system obviously wants him to do as many good people as possible, and strive to use quantitative changes to break through qualitative changes in order to draw something truly useful.

"Forget it, just fry the pan"

Yu Qing calmed down and comforted himself:

"If you buy it yourself, you will have to spend about a hundred dollars."

"etc"

He suddenly reacted: "What about my pot?"

The result of the system lottery was released. He also accepted the prize he had drawn, but he had not seen the blame yet.

Yu Qing was confused in his heart, and the system suddenly sent a new prompt:

"Space Backpack Unlocking"

"Price [Pan] is stored in the space backpack, please pay attention to check it."

As soon as the prompt appeared, an icon suddenly appeared in the lower right corner of the virtual system interface in Yu Qing's field of vision, with the word "backpack" clearly written on it.

Yu Qing thought about it, and a backpack interface popped up on the virtual interface:

A 10x10 backpack with a total of 100 storage lattices.

Ninety-nine of them were vacant, with only one lattice occupied by items, and the pan Yu Qing had just obtained was stored.

"this"

Seeing this space backpack interface that is almost the same as online games, Yu Qing's lively head immediately started to run:

Some settings are common in the virtual world, and once completely restored to reality, they will be extremely domineering.

It's like this space backpack:

The backpack in the game basically does not consider the quality and volume of the items. One hundred grids can store one hundred "pieces" of items.

You should know that a pan is a "piece" thing, and a 10,000-ton ship is also a "piece" thing.

If you can access items from the real world as you like playing a game, wouldn't that be

"Can."

Yu Qing was imagining the wonderful use of this space backpack, and the system came forward to explain it to him once:

"The space backpack can store all non-living bodies, but every time an item is stored and retrieved, it will consume a corresponding degree of spiritual energy according to the quality of the item."

"The greater the quality of the item, the more spiritual energy it will consume."

"Please don't try to store and access items of excessive quality in the space backpack before having enough strength, otherwise the huge consumption of aura may cause overdrawing and death."

"I see."

Yu Qing nodded and immediately gave up the delusion of trying to install a building in his space backpack.

Then, he focused on the pan stored in his space backpack, and then tentatively recited in his heart:

"take out?"

The thoughts flashed through his mind, and the pan disappeared from the space backpack and appeared on his palm that was locked in consciousness.

When the pan was taken out of the space backpack by him, a strand of the spiritual energy in his body was consumed.

Yu Qing did not have much spiritual energy in his body, but this pan weighed only two or three pounds. The consumption of spiritual energy generated when he took it out was still within his tolerance range.

Compared to the magical space backpack, he certainly had no interest in the pan.

Yu Qing put the pan aside and began to tentatively store things in the backpack in the space:

He sat on the sofa, took a piece of toilet paper from the cardboard box he visited on the coffee table, and then silently said in his heart:

“Storage!”

Sure enough, the toilet paper disappeared from Yu Qing's hand in a sound, and the backpack in the space was occupied by this toilet paper.

"You can really store things in it!"

He personally verified the magic of space backpacks.

The energy consumed is not much when taking the pan, and the energy consumed when storing toilet paper is even less.

Yu Qing felt that the spiritual energy in his body was full enough, so he couldn't help but want to store larger and heavier things in his space backpack, so as to understand the limits of his ability.

With this idea in mind, he turned his attention to the tea table in front of him.

This coffee table uses simple modern tempered glass finish, with a 2.5 cm thick plate with all four sides sealed edges, and the weight is about 60 kilograms.

“Storage!”

Yu Qing plucked up his courage and stroked his hand to the cold surface of the coffee table.

At this moment, the coffee table disappeared out of thin air.

The paper boxes placed on it fell down in response to the sound, and tissues scattered all over the floor, looking very messy.

But Yu Qing doesn't have the energy to pay attention to hygiene issues now.

Because the moment the sixty pounds of coffee table was stored in the space backpack, half of the spiritual energy in his body was suddenly consumed.

The feeling of severe consumption of this spiritual energy was very uncomfortable, which made Yu Qing feel that his body was instantly hollowed out, and his originally refreshing forehead and cheeks were filled with sweat in just a few seconds.

"call"

Yu Qing tried his best to adjust his breathing, and finally recovered from the strong feeling of fatigue.

And at this time, the door was knocked:

"son!"
To be continued...