Consciousness gradually recovered from the ignorant state, and when light appeared in front of him, Shang Ke knew that he had completed another retrospective.
He found himself lying in a display cabinet at the moment, with a row of peculiarly shaped magic number pens neatly placed on both sides. Obviously, he is also a member of these magic number pen.
[The original pen body of the host has been destroyed, and the thousand-year-old evil spirit has also been washed away by the heroic value. The system reshapes the pen body for the host, and the mana returns to zero.]
In other words, he can only do a pen that is as quiet as a chicken at present
[Correct, although it is as quiet as a chicken, the host is a "pen demon", not an ordinary pen.]
The mana returns to zero, it cannot change shape, and the evil spirit is gone. What is the difference between it and an ordinary pen
[The difference is that the host has autonomous consciousness and can practice again.]
How long does it take to cultivate to the transformation stage
[According to the spiritual energy content of this world, it is estimated that it will take three hundred years to reach the transformation stage.]
Shang Ke: The time when I crossed into this world was...
[The fifth year after the host turned into ashes.]
Shang Ke: The average life expectancy of humans in this world is 120 years old. After I practice for three hundred years, Wen Jingrong will be 336 years old.
[Yes b(=^_^=)d]
Shang Ke flipped the table: So what's the point of my crossing back? Lying on the counter waiting for the old man to die? !
[The blessed light on Wen Jingrong can help the host to cultivate and speed up the transformation, as long as he finds the right you at the right time.]
He can still glance around with his mind, and there are crowds of people around, and it is very lively, but the shopping mall counter where he is located has few customers and the location is not very conspicuous. Of course, this is not the point, the point is the vast sea of people, what kind of luck does he need to wait until Wen Jingrong walks into this mall, finds this counter, accurately selects him from the massive magic number pen, and then spends 3000 ￥ to buy him back? !
That's right, his list price is 2969 RMB, which is 3000 rounded up to five days.
Nima, it's so cheap!
With Wen Jingrong's net worth, even if he wants to buy a pen, it is still a high-end customization! No need to consider anything below 100,000!
System, is there any way to attract people? Like a dream or something.
[There is no such method.]
So he can't do anything but wait foolishly
"Beauty, please take out this pen and show it to me." At this moment, a strange voice suddenly came from above.
Shang Ke looked around and saw a middle-aged man in a suit standing in front of the counter, pointing to where he was.
Don't point fingers, okay? Uncle!
"Okay." The counter lady gave him a sweet smile.
Immediately, Shang Ke felt his body being moved and placed on the glass counter. The middle-aged man picked him up and checked it carefully.
Fog grass, what to touch! Let me go now! Shang Ke fiercely "stared" at the customer who was testing the writing.
"Huh? Why can't I write it?" The customer drew a few times on the paper, but nothing came out.
Shang Ke (╰_╯): Don't make me spit ink from anyone except my man!
The lady at the counter brought it over to check it, and said embarrassedly, "This pen may not have been debugged, sir, look at something else?"
"Forget it, let's talk about it next time." The customer seemed to have doubts about the quality of the brand and left very simply.
The lady at the counter was very depressed, put Shang Ke back in place, and then called the maintenance department and asked them to come and check.
The maintenance department soon sent people over. After inspection, they found that everything was normal, and could not help complaining: "Isn't it normal? What do I need to fix? Our maintenance department is busy like a dog. Don't come to entertain us if you have nothing to do. ?"
The lady at the counter was very aggrieved.
Shang Ke could only say sorry to her who was lying on the gun. He suddenly realized a serious problem. He is now a commodity and may be bought by unrelated people at any time. Even if he could disguise himself as a defective product, he would definitely be sent for repairs after too many times, and there would be no chance to see Wen Jingrong by then.
what can we do about it? It's so frustrating!
When Shang Ke was trapped at the counter in the shopping mall, Wen Jingrong also "awakened" from his deep sleep. The memories of this life flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern. Joy, sadness, waiting, persistence, exhaustion... Countless emotions flooded my mind.
When he accepted the reality of rebirth, it was already half an hour later.
Wen Jingrong stared at the date on the computer, and endless sadness and anger rose in his heart. Since he was given a chance to be reborn, why not let him go back before Coco disappeared!
Five years, Coco has been away from him for five years!
Do you want him to experience life without cocoa all over again
"Bastard!" Wen Jingrong swept everything on the table to the ground.
"Mr. Wen, are you okay?" The secretary heard the movement and hurried in to check the situation.
"Get out! Get out!" Wen Jingrong's eyes were red, and his expression was as ferocious as a ghost, so frightened that the secretary immediately backed out.
Slumping down on the chair, Wen Jingrong covered his aching forehead and kept murmuring, "Coco, Coco..."
After a while, Wen Jingrong took out a small box from his arms, opened it gently, and then his face changed suddenly, and there was nothing inside! Cocoa left the ashes gone!
Wen Jingrong slowly raised his head, a flash of light flashed in his eyes. Since he can be reborn, Coco may not be. The ashes are gone, does it mean that Coco is also reborn
Standing up abruptly, Wen Jingrong began to rummage around, pulling out all the magic numbers, but did not find his cocoa.
He picked up the keys, rushed out of the office, and headed straight to the parking lot. He drove back to his residence, turned the house upside down, and finally stopped this crazy behavior until he was sure that there was no trace of Coco.
Wen Jingrong stood on the balcony, looking at this bustling city, and shouted silently: Coco, where are you
After three days of research, Shang Ke finally found a good way to summon the old attack, and that is to send him a message using webmail or SMS!
Although he can't change shape or move now, he can use his mind to simply control some electronic devices. Just not too long, and not too far away from the device.
Shang Ke first chose the mobile phone of the lady at the counter. After several tests, he finally successfully entered a piece of information: Coco, No. 19, 4th Floor, xx shopping mall.
It took Shang Ke nearly half an hour to enter this information. Fortunately, the lady at the counter didn't check her mobile phone during this time, otherwise she would have thought that a supernatural event had occurred.
Here I have to sigh about my magical memory. After several centuries, I still remember Wen Jingrong's communication number. As long as he doesn't change it, he will definitely receive his message.
Ding!
Wen Jingrong originally did not intend to pay attention to the sound of text messages coming from his mobile phone, but the people who knew his private communication number were his relatives and friends, so he finally took out his mobile phone.
Looking at the information, his expression instantly froze.
Cocoa, No. 19, 4th Floor, xx shopping mall!
cocoa!
Wen Jingrong's fingers trembled and he clicked several times before dialing the number to send the text message. After the connection was made, a nice female voice came from the opposite side: "Hello, who is it?"
"Did you send the text message just now?" Wen Jingrong asked eagerly.
"SMS, what SMS?"
Listening to her tone, the text message may not have been sent by her.
Wen Jingrong tried his best to control his emotions and asked, "Excuse me, ma'am, are you in the xx mall now?"
"Yes, I am a staff member of xx mall."
Wen Jingrong immediately pretended that a friend of hers had disappeared in the mall, then described Shang Ke's appearance and asked her if she had seen this type of boy.
Although the lady at the counter was puzzled, she politely replied, "Sorry, I haven't seen it before."
Wen Jingrong was not disappointed, since he had clues, he would be able to find Coco sooner or later.
Before ending the call, Wen Jingrong asked casually, "What kind of products are you selling at your counter?"
"Universal magic number pen, if you are interested, you can..."
Without waiting for her to sell, Wen Jingrong quickly hung up the phone, rushed downstairs, and drove the car towards the location of the shopping mall.
Magic pen! He should have thought about it!
Shang Ke was overjoyed when he heard the call between the lady at the counter and Wen Jingrong. SMS strategy success! All that's left is to wait for the dear to buy him back.
Just thinking about it, several customers came to the counter to choose the products. Shang Ke felt a few lines of sight pass over him, secretly praying that they would not choose themselves. However, it backfired, and there was a guy with a lack of eyes who just fell in love with his low-key "beauty".
"It's a nice pen." The guy seemed pleased with his appearance.
What's so beautiful, it doesn't work for me, I can't write at all, if you don't believe me, try it!
Under Shang Ke's intentional control, the other party failed the test without any accident, and then he was put back in the counter.
The lady at the counter looked at him with furious eyes. It was obviously a defective product. Why can't those bastards in the maintenance department fail to detect the fault? !
Shang Ke didn't care, and was in a good mood.
After an unknown time, all the customers at the counter left, and he finally got the person he was waiting for!
The 36-year-old Wen Jingrong is as tough as ever, but his eyes seem to be a bit more vicissitudes. Under the splendid light of blessing, he looks like a moving living Buddha of Arhat.
Only this time, he is no longer afraid of the blessings on him.
e on! My dearest! Let the Buddha's light shine even more!
Wen Jingrong came to the counter and glanced eagerly at the rows of magic brushes.
here and here! Shang Ke desperately waved his arms in his consciousness.
However, he who cannot change shape is just a quiet pen like a chicken hidden in the vast sea of pens.
Shang Ke can control his thoughts and work hard to make his pen body shine. However, under the light of the display cabinet, the brilliance of the fireflies on his body did not show any stunning effect that made him stand out.
Honey! I am here! Shang Ke shouted heart-to-heart, and almost didn't stretch out Er Kang's hand.
Watching Wen Jingrong turn around in front of the counter, Shang Ke felt like he was about to explode in place!
Just when he was racking his brains trying to attract someone's attention, Wen Jingrong suddenly said something, which instantly made him elated.
"I want all the magic pens here."
Simply domineering side leaks!