The answer appeared on the paper as usual. But there was no requirement to pay the secret again.

From this point of view, as long as the paper is torn from the note, it has the function of peeking into the secret of the note; and the data that has been traded will not be "charged" repeatedly.

On this basis, Jiang Qian used to verify the function of sending messages and burning them after reading. This function does not require payment of secrets.

Close the notebook and retract the storage compartment.

Jiang Qian then took out the little devil suit.

The box printed with strange runes exudes an eerie sense of terror.

At the same time, in front of Jiang Qian, an option prompt appeared: [Open Box], [Individual Summon] and [House Control Function]

When Jiang Qian thought of the many experiences he had just experienced in the dungeon, especially the weird situation where a group of black porcelain little people were running all over the floor, Jiang Qian decisively gave up [opening the box].

If you are caught by Lafayette or your aunt, you must not misunderstand that you are a heretic from a certain evil church?

He chose [Individual Summon].

And he chose to summon the "Sorrow Demon" among [Happiness] [Anger] [Sorrow] [Fear] [Love] [Evil] [Desire], which was the one encountered in the second level of "The Whisper of the Inner Demon", and created it for him.

The guy who has an anchor in his heart.

I saw a cloud of mist rising from the box covered with runes!

The fog expanded and became thicker, and countless tentacles with no place to place them protruded from the thick fog... This forced Jiang Qian to stand up and step back to make more space for the fog.

It wasn't until the fog filled half of the room that he finally saw the "true face" of the Sorrow Demon: a sullen outline appeared in the center of the thick fog...

Then, Jiang Qian heard the familiar voice, like that of a mourning concubine: "Ah, this is..."

Seeing Jiang Qian standing aside, his sullen face suddenly showed confusion and shock!

"Your kid is actually alive?!"

"Thanks to you, we meet again. This is where I live." Jiang Qian leaned against the wall and said hello calmly.

"It's incredible..."

"Good luck."

"No, this can't be luck! Do you really understand what kind of existence we represent?"

The frowning face suddenly turned ferocious, and then he impatiently asked Jiang Qian: "How did you deal with the last three guys? And that door... how could you come out alive?!

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In fact, I just took a false shot and didn't go in at all... Jiang Qian couldn't help but curse.

Seeing the other party's wonderful expression, he couldn't bear to continue deceiving him.

"We'll talk about this later. Right now, I'm going to deal with a difficult matter and I need your cooperation." Jiang Qian said, his face becoming serious.

"Ah... I understand," Ru Sangkao's voice sounded again, with a sense of relief in her tone, "We are already your slaves... This is fine!"

It faced Jiang Qian solemnly, its sullen face lowered slightly, and said humbly: "My master, what do you need me to do?"

Jiang Qian was a little surprised that the other party was suddenly so obedient.

But it’s reasonable.

After all, they are just prop life forms that they own.

Jiang Qian explained the need logically: "How do I use a substitute?"

"This is simple."

With the transformation, the thick fog that filled the room began to condense, and countless tentacles drew inward, gradually forming a humanoid doll with the same height and body as Jiang Qian.

The remaining mist surrounds Ou's body, gradually refining the outline of his face - he looks like Jiang Qian, who is full of melancholic temperament.

The puppet suddenly opened its eyes and said in Jiang Qian's voice but in an extremely melancholy tone: "This is the substitute I condensed for you... There are two options, you can try to control it yourself; or you can entrust it to me.

, you just have to give orders."

Jiang Qian looked at his "other self" curiously, closed his eyes, and tried to establish a connection with it.

So, he woke up in the doll and saw himself with his eyes closed.

"The limbs and joints are functioning well...just like my own body!" Jiang Qian was not without surprise.

At the same time, he tried to control the body and the puppet at the same time to interact and cooperate.

Say hello, shake hands, hug...

Not bad!

Try offense and defense again...

"Hmm!"

Sure enough, this kind of dangerous operation still needs to be practiced. In the short term, it is no longer possible to consider eight people working together to push back the enemy. It can only be used as a life-saving talisman for the time being.

Jiang Qian rubbed his shoulders, handed over the control of the puppet to the sad demon, put on a posture and said: "Come on, try to knock me down."

The puppet Jiang Qian narrowed his eyes and said melancholy: "Are you serious?"

"Well, I'm not that serious, I mean... just mean it!"

A figure flashed in front of me, and a snake shadow lurked!

"Ugh~fuck!"

Lafayette's scolding immediately came from the living room: "Jiang Qian, what are you doing? Can you calm down?"

"Yes! This is a crappy movie. The action scenes are bad and noisy. I'll change it!" Jiang Qian pulled his neck and shouted twice, picked up his phone, clicked on the music player, and turned on the background sound.

Then he turned back to the puppet: "Continue!"

Ten minutes later, Jiang Qian fell to the corner with a bruised nose and a swollen face, gasping for air.

The demon clone, which had returned to the form of thick fog, looked at him sympathetically and comforted: "It's normal that your operations are not as good as mine. After all, I have killed more people than you eat...don't be so impatient."
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"I just want to get familiar with my abilities. Thank you for being my sparring partner. Let's go here today."

Jiang Qian forced a smile, turned his mind, and put the demon clone back into the box.

Then he looked around at the messy bedroom and sighed deeply!

Misstep, I should have let him finish cleaning before withdrawing...

Standing up while holding on to the wall, Jiang Qian tidied the room, changed clothes, and reviewed many of the techniques he had just used during the melee fight.

Finally, I slipped into the bathroom wrapped in a nightgown and washed my body.

During this period, it did not attract the attention of Lafayette and Auntie.

When he returned to the bedroom, Jiang Qian felt much more relaxed. His genes had already changed after becoming a super species, and his body's recovery ability was far beyond that of ordinary people.

Many small wounds caused in the fight have healed automatically, and several subcutaneous bruises have also subsided.

But the feeling of fatigue is also coming.

Jiang Qian, who had already put on his pajamas, sat at the table in silence for a moment, his eyes falling on the family portrait from long ago.

In the photo, his father puts his hands on his and Jiang Yang's shoulders, smiling generously and warmly.

The mother nestled quietly next to the father, holding her grandma sitting on the chair with her other arm...

That was a family of five at that time.

Less than half a year later, something happened to my father.

Looking at this photo, Jiang Qian couldn't help but recall the part of the memory that was reactivated from the copy: the sudden flood in the mountains, the stunned mother and Jiang Yang, the father's decision without hesitation...

"A Qian, don't look back!"

"Hold on! Stay there and don't move! Listen to me..."

"Protect mom..."

The rushing flood tore at his limbs and bones, constantly taking away his body temperature.

But he was saved in the end, and only he was saved - the father who was trapped in the torrent used his last strength to throw his son onto the shoal. Later, due to exhaustion, he disappeared into the ocean under the impact of the rapids.

……

Jiang Qian looked at the photo.

His eyes are empty and his face is indifferent, showing no trace of sadness or pain.

For him, the process of recalling is just looking back at the facts themselves, blocking out unnecessary emotions.

Unlike those mental patients who live in false dreams because they cannot accept the death of their loved ones, Jiang Qian knew very well that his father would never come back.

He lost his father.

Now his brother's life or death is uncertain, and his mother continues to be distant, but he has been deprived of the right to be sad and painful.
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