Chapter 1210： Dream extension (2/2)
The warlock said,
”The ability of dream extension is only an interaction based on the spiritual energy of both parties. I think there is probably no such way of instant translation and perfect communication in the world, especially between humans and animals. The complicated ones may be understandable. , But it’s difficult to understand the complex in a simple way.”
”Then what's the use of this stuff?” Zhao Er asked disappointedly, ”It means nothing!”
The warlock said,
”If the big tiger has a particularly strong desire, I think I can perceive it, but whether it can be understood is another matter. Well, didn’t you say that there is an inside story? It’s not that this big tiger came here. Is there a problem, just wait.”
As he said, the warlock closed his eyes, and the ghostly fire's faint face suddenly turned completely black.
The light belt linking the big tiger and the warlock suddenly became radiant. There were bright beams between the light belts flowing back and forth between the warlock and the big tiger. Scattered light particles were scattered everywhere. Zhao Er tried to pinch the two. As a result, the light particles passed through the middle of his palm without any hindrance.
”It's kind of interesting...” Zhao Er was startled. ”When I just met those bright spots, I seemed to feel... how to put it, it's like that thing has life, tusk, it's really the master's father. Damn, people like us who rely on fists to talk are **** gifts.”
This product is obviously psychological and even endocrine disorders.
That's right, after chasing this big tiger for so long, people would have been incapable of making money, so they can communicate with a glance. Zhao Erye probably feels that all his work is useless.
Lin Chou was still looking forward to it.
The research institute team has been tossing around with him these days, although it doesn't affect the business, I always find it looks weird and annoying-besides, these guys are too shameless, and they bring their own lunch!
Hahaha, I've seen you not pleasing to your eyes long ago!
One minute, two minutes, five minutes...
One hour passed. The two guys were excited to see that they were sleepy. The light spots floating in the light band had already filled half of the hillside. The research institute team all stopped their work and stayed on the side. Onlookers silently.
”Oh, it moved!”
A young research institute exclaimed excitedly, and was immediately dragged away by the people around him with his mouth covered.
”Damn it, what is it called, do you want everyone to bury you when I disturb Master Warlock?”
Uncle Warlock opened his eyes and stretched his waist.
”Hi... refreshing and refreshing...”
The big tiger snored very simply and neatly, with a round belly and four hoofs up to the sky. The wings were used as a quilt to cover the belly, and it was so comfortable that no one was sleeping beside him.
Lin Chou said weirdly,
”By the way, why does it feel like a big tiger has been squeezed dry by you...”
”Oh huh~” the warlock said, ”this is a dark spell from the abyss. Where is the balance of spells, whoever is weak on both sides will be responsible for the mental consumption of the spell. Speaking of which, this big tiger is quite strong. You can harvest a plant tiger.”
The warlock shook his head fiercely.
”It's really cool to eat mental energy, but this thing is simply...it's a spell specifically designed to receive negative energy. It feels like your uncle Warlock is like an emotional trash can...”
Zhao Er anxiously interrupted the warlock’s complaint,
”What the **** is it, are there any gains?”
”Yes!” said the warlock, ”for example, the meat you brought to him is really unpalatable, and one bite is without struggle or bleeding. For example, about a month ago, a super giant yellow chicken had its **** upside-down. His lair pushed it out, making it a poor, homeless young tiger, such as...”
”Children? Wait a minute, Uncle Warlock begs you, can you tell me what's right?”
”Oh...”
The warlock scratched his head inexplicably,
”It's strange to say that this big guy didn't come to me at all. Its mental fluctuations told me that this place, this mountain, has the smell it likes-but it seems that this smell is gradually fading, and then it I just smelled that smell on me again.”
”My sense of smell is simulated by the magic technique, which is not very useful...” The warlock used his sleeve to smear Zhao Er's face, ”You smell it! It doesn't taste much, right? It's weird, what can it smell? what...”
Lin Chou thoughtfully,
”Probably the smell of poverty?”
”Go aside!” The warlock jumped up as if he had been stabbed by a needle.