When I woke up, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.
Qin Lang has not slept in for a long time, mainly because the battle last night really made him feel sleepy. The consumption of physical strength and true energy is nothing more than the consumption of mental energy, which is the most exhausting of the mind.
Excessive consumption of mental power may even cause coma and damage to the soul.
However, after waking up, Qin Lang held a "crystal", or spiritual stone, and then began to exercise. Half an hour later, he was already in good spirits, not only full of energy and physical strength, but also extremely full of mental strength.
And when Qin Lang was practicing his kung fu, Fat Tiger also stayed on Qin Lang's shoulder with great knowledge, desperately absorbing the aura that escaped from the spirit stone in Qin Lang's hand.
"It seems that this spirit stone is really a good thing." After finishing his luck, Qin Lang hurriedly packed up the spirit stone. Now, Qin Lang only carries a few spirit stones with him, and the rest are handed over to the old poison for "keeping".
"Master, this spirit stone is of course a good thing!" Fat Tiger said to Qin Lang with his spiritual strength, "The aura of heaven and earth nourishes all things, not only has many benefits for martial arts practitioners, but also has many benefits for the cultivation of various beasts."
"What about the Zerg?" Qin Lang thought of the blood mantis and the stigmata beetle.
"The Zerg? The master still has the Zerg?" Fat Tiger said in surprise, "I heard that the Zerg is more difficult to find than the Zerg, because the lifespan of the beast is longer, while the lifespan of the bug is very short, and it even lives and dies. So it’s hard to open up spirituality.”
"Hey... You old cat has a lot of experience." Qin Lang said in surprise.
"To tell you the truth, master, after I opened my spiritual intelligence, my intelligence should be higher than that of ordinary people. It's just that I stayed in the mountains before and didn't have much experience. However, I followed the master into the city these two days. Although the air is turbid and unfavorable. Practice, but I can get in touch with a lot of knowledge. Moreover, I don’t need to sleep for a long time, so I will read books and watch TV at night, and learn human knowledge from them—”
"Wait!" Hearing this, Qin Lang stared at Fat Tiger like a ghost in daylight, "What are you talking about, are you reading? Watching TV?"
In Qin Lang's mind, a strange scene emerged: in the dead of night, a huge civet cat squatted on the sofa, with the remote control under its paws, and its green glasses stared at the TV screen.
Although there are some interesting videos about cats watching TV on the Internet, Qin Lang thinks that cats watching TV are just curious. To them, watching TV is similar to rolling wool, and they will never really learn knowledge from TV. However, Fat Tiger's behavior obviously exceeded Qin Lang's estimation.
What's more, this guy can actually read books!
"You know how to read?" After being stunned for a long time, Qin Lang finally choked out such a sentence.
"Master, when I was in the mountains, I learned to read, even Manchu." This old civet cat's erudition made Qin Lang feel ashamed.
No wonder it is said that animals will become "monsters" after attaining enlightenment. This raccoon cat is really a monster.
"Okay, not bad." Qin Lang nodded, forcing himself to calm down. He originally thought that Fat Tiger was just a high-end foodie, but who knew that this foodie suddenly became knowledgeable, which made Qin Lang have to get to know him again.
"Master, you don't have to be surprised. Our raccoon family is very smart. Some old raccoon cats are even born with the ability to hypnotize their prey and slave prey with spiritual power. What's more, I have already opened my spiritual wisdom. But master, don't worry, I will be loyal to my master." Yes." Fat Tiger can even kiss ass now.
"Why? Didn't you want to end up with your original master before?" Qin Lang was not so easy to be fooled.
"Although Immortal Qianqiu is powerful, in his eyes, I am just an insignificant pawn. If the master didn't save me, I would have to stay in the mountains and guard the formation for him, which is really boring. Moreover, there are so many chess pieces in the city Delicious fish and food, nowhere can be compared in the mountains.” It seems that after rolling around in the red dust for a few days, this guy Fat Tiger can’t find things.
Before Qin Lang could answer, Fat Tiger said again: "Last night, I went to the balcony of the owner's neighbor's house. That white cat is really beautiful—"
"What, you went to the balcony of the neighbor's house next door, did you give that 'chinchilla' something - grass, no wonder I didn't hear the cat meowing last night!" After hearing this, Qin Lang couldn't help but sigh. The slap sent the fat tiger flying.
This bitch, I don't know if he watched the TV's pornographic channel last night, otherwise how could he be so restless, and actually circled the chinchilla cat next door. However, this is also good, this jinjila calls Chun every night, making Qin Lang's family feel uneasy. Well now, Fat Tiger has solved a problem for him.
It's just that this fat tiger seems too "monstrous".
"Master, it's not good! Your beetle is eating Lingshi!" Just when Qin Lang was shocked, Fat Tiger's "exclamation" sounded in Qin Lang's mind.
Looking down, something that shocked Qin Lang even more happened: the stigmata beetle was eating the spirit stone!
Although the speed is not very fast, like a spring silkworm, the stigmata beetle is indeed gnawing. The blood mantis, on the other hand, stayed on the spirit stone, and seemed to have begun to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the spirit stone.
"Don't make a fuss." Although spirit stones are treasures, blood mantises and stigmata beetles are Qin Lang's treasures, so even if they want to eat spirit stones, Qin Lang will not feel sorry. And Qin Lang can be sure that if the spirit stone is useful to them, it means that the power of the blood mantis and the stigmata beetle will increase again.
Therefore, Qin Lang simply put the stigmata beetle, the blood mantis and the spirit stone together, and threw them into the poison bag.
Seeing Qin Lang "ruining" the spirit stone like this, Fat Tiger seemed to feel very sorry: "Master, they are just bugs, even if they are zergs, they are just bugs, they are not that bad."
"You know what!" Qin Lang snorted, "Being big doesn't mean you must be strong, as the so-called dike of a thousand miles collapses in an ant's nest—forget it, what are I doing with so many stupid cats like you. Although you are much smarter now, you better not play smart in front of me, otherwise I can kill you as well."
"Master, I swear I won't betray you!" A raccoon cat could raise its paw swearingly, which made Qin Lang feel that this world is too absurd, and his biological knowledge seems to be insufficient.
However, Qin Lang didn't know if the cat's oath was credible. Fortunately, this cat took his poison pill, so Qin Lang was able to control it: "Fat Tiger, since you like the noisy world so much, you like to hook up with neighbors. Cat, and you swear to be loyal to me, so I will trust you. But, tell me, what do you want?"
"I hope the master will help me practice. There is another request, can the master let me command your strange beasts and insects, and also, give me another poisonous slave for me to drive, just the Lama Solang..."
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