my avatar drama

Chapter 409 Arrangements for the Celebration Banquet
Wan Yi also recalled his various experiences since he was captured by the third research institute of the Silver-Gold Union until now.

During the whole process, he never had any huge breakthrough in ether energy.

As for Huoren, except for Stage [-] and the mysterious Stage [-], Stages [-] to [-] are only achieved naturally with the accumulation of ether energy.

However, in terms of the accumulation of etheric energy alone, the total amount of etheric energy added up by all Wanyi is countless.

But it is not without saying.

Considering that in terms of qualitative change, the situation between the avatars is separated from the main body, and the avatars are completely exclusive to their own qualitative changes.

If Wan Yi also follows this mechanism in terms of ether energy, then there is really no way.

Wan Yi's ether energy cannot be saved.

If the amount is slightly increased to a relatively considerable level, he will clone himself, and sometimes he will clone himself anywhere according to his mood.

Perhaps this is why Wan Yi's situation has always been so normal, and he has never experienced that kind of cool ether energy boiling and burning, and ether particles floating randomly.

One of Wan Yi's thoughts is, is it true that as long as the ether energy fails to reach the standard, the evil person will not be able to break through and sublimate in the stage?
It's too hard to think about, this kind of thing just can't get any result after thinking about it.

There is no way to build a car behind closed doors, so I can only consider asking others.

The good news is that the next silver-gold alliance that will formally take revenge with the drama unite is precisely the Sky Island Group that has the most thorough research on disasters and ether energy in the broken world.

In the future, Wan Yi will never lack the opportunity to ask people.

After thinking about it, Wan Yi went home directly through the exchange.

I'm really tired today, so I need to rest well.

……

"Meow~." As soon as he got home, Mr. Mask made a sound. Today, Mr. Mask is a small white tiger. Although in detail, he should imitate an adult white tiger, but because of his size, he looks like a cub.

"I'm fine." Wan Yi knelt down and polished Mr. Mask.

Mr. Mask hadn't participated in the battle for a long time, and when the last attack of the unjust soul broke out, because he was afraid that it would be affected and injured, he asked the clone to take it home in advance.

Because it was not sure about Wan Yi's situation, it was sent away. It hopped around at home for a long time, its coat color kept changing, and the clone couldn't persuade it.

Wan Yi took Mr. Mask and prepared some food for himself using the stock in the refrigerator.

A tragic battle did not affect his post-war appetite, and it could even be said that he had a great appetite.

"Here. Would you like some?"

"Meow~."

"Too full and don't want to eat? Well, that's a pity."

"Meow~."

After eating, Wan Yi threw Mr. Mask on the sofa.

Now Wan Yi's small home is much deserted.

In fact, a long time ago, because Wan Yi created many jobs for himself, many of the fish-monsters who stayed at Wan Yi's house were arrested and sent to work.

Because they are rewarded by the little princess for doing a good job, they are actually not that reluctant, but they still have to make a statement.

So Wan Yi's house was not as lively as it was in the morning.

Now keep one for cleaning and one for cooking.

It is worth mentioning that this cooking avatar was the one who was obsessed with dark cuisine at the beginning. Of course, after being beaten by the main body a few times, it is no longer possible to serve experimental dark cuisine on the table.

It is possible to send up finished products that will not kill people.

Wan Yi took a shower, and halfway through the shower, he looked at himself in the mirror and started to daze.

He doesn't like looking in the mirror very much, and it's easy for him to feel sick when he sees his double.

In the end, whether it's because of his past experience or because of his avatar ability, he hates himself, in every sense.

With a lean figure, there seems to be no threatening muscles that can burst out at any time.

Wan Yi lightly touched his eyelids.

"The dark circles under the eyes seem to be getting deeper again." He said regretfully.

After a long period of recuperation, it has gradually faded a lot.

"Ontology, this is the first time we have won a half-step disaster head-on!"

"The victory was won by sacrificing many brothers, so we have a plan."

"It's been a long time since we held a celebration banquet!"

"The connection between the last sentence and this sentence is a little bit wrong."

"Is there? It's a happy funeral."

"Although funeral arrangements are not for this occasion, I agree!"

"Celebration banquet! Celebration banquet!"

Wan Yi didn't speak, and let the avatar in his mind make noise.

It is impossible to really expect Wanyi to feel sad about the large number of their own deaths.

they will just...

"It's a pity, why didn't it be my turn when thousands of people died at once?"

"I was already rushing to get in the queue, but the competition was really fierce."

"Thousands of dogs!"

"I think the funniest thing is that the avatars who were not killed by the sweeping robot were subsequently killed by the main body going crazy. I think those avatars are the real trustees."

"Is there really no shady scene in the main body?"

"Get out." This is Wan Yi's response to the clones who are obsessed with fancy suicides.

"Let's talk about the celebration banquet." Wan Yi said that he had dried his body and left the bathroom naked. Anyway, there was only himself and Mr. Mask at home, so he wasn't very worried.

"That means you agree with the main body?"

"Great!"

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't agree, Wu Yi Wang is already setting up a stall."

"Grass."

"Brother Curse, remember to come, you are definitely the biggest protagonist in the commendation conference."

"Giggle... good."

The following things have nothing to do with Wanyi's main body, Wan Yi's internal team building has nothing to do with the main body.

Wan Yi himself was too lazy to hang out with them.

Putting on light pajamas, he fell on the bed, closed his eyes, and went to the theater.

……

But this time, it was different from going directly to the theater in the past. When Wan Yi found his place in the darkness after closing his eyes, he didn't see the theater for the first time.

Swish...

There was the sound of flipping a book.

A name appeared in front of Wan Yi's eyes.

"Omnics".

Omnics?

Wan is also puzzled.

Could it be that after years of suffering, he finally managed to recover a normal sleep, and then dreamed all of a sudden?

Ah, no, his mind was still buzzing, so he must not have fallen asleep.

hateful.

So what's going on with this "omnic"?

The omnic reaction on the Book of Disasters has completely disappeared. Wan Yi thought it was expelled because it lost too badly. Now what do you want to play when you come out in your "dream"?
When Wan Yi was thinking this way, the light red word "omnic" in front of his eyes suddenly disappeared into light particles.

Then, the surrounding darkness brightened.

Ahead, a figure appeared.

(End of this chapter)