Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 4 Seeking Advice
Fu Qian, who had just taken a breath, immediately realized something was wrong.

So hot!

The body is like a candle in an oven, a feeling ready to melt.

No, it's already melting.

In just a short while, every cell in his body began to become restless, struggling to get rid of the shackles.

The muscles began to squirm uncontrollably, and the body almost felt like it was about to fall apart.

Fu Qian looked up at the flowers in front of him, and there seemed to be countless moons flowing in the water galaxy formed by the petals.

Countless bright flares were reflected on his body.

Problems with moonlight?
It wasn't obvious before, but these petals allowed the moonlight, which was so intense that I don't know how many times, to gather on him, and the effect came out.

Quickly made a judgment before paying.

At this time, something started to emerge from the arm.

Those were a few twitching granulation buds that were rapidly twisting and expanding.

Alien?

Fu Qian was not intimidated by the scene in front of him, but grabbed one of them and pulled hard.

Severe pain came, and the granulation was torn off.

But soon more granulation emerged, and after a while the whole arm was completely deformed.

Hopeless!
Fu Qian resolutely gave up cleaning, but instead focused on the growing tentacles, and found that they could even be slightly manipulated to shake.

These things are rapidly burning their own vitality, and it won't be long before they will turn into a twisted mass of rotten flesh.

Can't stay here!

Fu Qian looked around quickly, but unfortunately he didn't find any exit, so he turned around and ran back.

However, even with such a fast reaction speed, before he retreated into the stone gate, his two legs had completely melted and deformed, and even began to merge with the ground.

With difficulty, he retreated back to the small courtyard. He could no longer maintain his balance and fell to the ground.

This undoubtedly disturbed the werewolf brother inside the door.

With a cry, a black shadow rushed up without hesitation.

[Containment failed, survival time 25 minutes]

I thought that after becoming a slime, the werewolf might not be interested in me, but I didn't expect that the other party was not picky at all.

In the warehouse, Fu Qian recalled the scene of the werewolf gorging on himself, and the crisp chewing sound echoed in his ears.

The situation is very bad!

The flowers in the garden are obviously weird, the key is that according to the speed of mutation, I don't have time to destroy them at all.

If it cannot be destroyed, it will definitely not be able to stay in the garden. Even if all the previous steps are slowed down to the maximum, it will never be enough for an hour.

Everywhere is desperate!

What is the saying?All desperation stems from lack of strength.

If he could kick the old man over with one kick and kill the werewolf with two punches, he would have survived the desperate situation already!
Fu Qian was still not discouraged, but instead patted his head to let himself free his mind.

Regardless of whether it is possible or not, if you really want to pick one to kill, who will you choose?
The old man's scheming strength seemed unfathomable, but the werewolf felt a little better, at least his intelligence seemed average.

Then the problem is coming.

For a guy like this who is one size bigger than himself, with superior strength and speed, and extremely quick reflexes, what kind of boxing can kill him?
Fu Qian silently took off his work permit and returned home from the warehouse.

He quickly turned on the computer, thought about it before Fu Qian, and entered search.

[How to single out an adult tiger with bare hands? 】

Go through the search results one by one.

"People's physiques cannot be generalized. I was once extremely angry..."

"One-on-one with the tiger, this is very simple..."

"First you have to be very strong...don't panic...don't turn your back on it..."

"Keep your eyes on the tiger, and when it pounces on you, just give it a sliding shovel..."

"...a few more shovels, the tiger will be crushed to death by you."

Facing the crowd of demons dancing wildly on the screen, one of the contents made his eyes shine.

slide shovel...

This idea - interesting!
[San value minus 1, enter the containment scene]

Fuqian entered Full Moon Garden for the 8th time.

It is still persuading people with reasoning, getting up, leaving the house, and hiding.

Fu Qian still opened the garden door.

But this time he didn't step through the door, but just stretched out his hands.

The little flares reflected by the petals instantly illuminated the two hands.

Soon, strips of tentacle-like granulation arched out.

great!
Fu Qian withdrew his arm and turned his head.

The werewolf brother under the moonlight had already stood up, facing this side straightly, without making any sound.

Damn oppression!
Killing this guy is the only possibility to complete the mission.

Fu Qian looked at it coldly without blinking.

Without hesitating for a long time, with a shrill howl, the werewolf under the moonlight leaped high, rushing towards him like a black lightning bolt.

Don't turn your back on it... stare into its eyes...

Fu Qian took a deep breath, not retreating but advancing.

After running two steps towards the werewolf, he lay down directly and slid under the werewolf's belly.

Cheats - post bar mystery - sliding shovel!
Passing through the white fangs of the werewolf's mouth, Fu Qian stuffed an arm that swelled to the point where it was almost invisible, and stuffed it into the opponent's mouth.

The severe pain hit, the werewolf closed his fangs almost immediately, and Fu Qian felt that his arm was almost bitten in two.

That's it!

Fu Qian's other arm tightly wrapped around the werewolf's neck to prevent himself from falling off.

As for the other arm that was swallowed by the werewolf, every granulation on it was growing crazily according to his will.

The granulation extended all the way along the werewolf's mouth and esophagus, and Fu Qian controlled them to tear everything they encountered, deeply entangled with each other's organs.

You give me - pretend to be your mother!
The next moment, Fu Qian used all his strength to grab everything he could and frantically pulled it out.

An extremely tragic howl came out of the werewolf's mouth.

Under the severe pain, the werewolf completely turned into a mad dog, crazily destroying everything around him.

However, Fu Qian leaned on his deformed arm, firmly attached to his chest and neck, which happened to be the dead angle of his claws.

In the end, when the entire yard was almost destroyed into ruins, the werewolf fell down completely.

With difficulty, he crawled out from under the werewolf corpse, and Fu Qian tore off the last bit of flesh from his left hand calmly.

"A slide blade, and strut it."

Post bar brother's idea is really easy to use.

After sighing, Fu Qian sat down on the ground, panting heavily.

The feeling of cell rebellion is extending up from the arm a little bit.

Fortunately, the speed is not too fast, it should last for an hour.

Unless that one shot.

Fu Qian looked up and found that the old man in the house had arrived in the yard at some point.

The old man's sickle had been put away, and he was looking at him with a strange expression.

After a long time, the other party nodded.

"not bad!"

"Your fighting style is impressive!"

"In the face of such a monster, what made you think of fighting, or even killing it?"

Just talk nonsense.

Seeing the time approaching one hour step by step, Fu Qian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I think you really don't understand..."

"For a real game player, as long as it has a blood bar, even a god will kill it for you."

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(End of this chapter)