While thinking about it, Luke stretched out his hand to signal: "Can I check your "body"?"
Jiali shuddered all over, and immediately remembered the situation when the pair of fists emitting yellow light had beaten a few weirdos to ashes, she subconsciously stepped back: "No."
Luke had no choice but to use the rudimentary thought power, which was rarely used.
He picked out the parts involving spiritual power from arc shooting and telepathic communication, and after a long period of experimentation and combination, he finally developed this ability.
This is also the first primary ability that he developed by himself and recognized by the system.
The primary level of thought power touched Jiali's back lightly like a superficial touch: "Okay, just touch this."
Jiali's "body" trembled again, turned around abruptly, looked behind her, but turned back immediately, there were faint spots of crimson light flowing in her pair of dark pupils: "You, can you do this?"
"Well, sort of." Luke simply sat cross-legged on the floor.
Jiali's eyes moved a lot, and she still stared at him closely: "Do you feel pain?"
Looking at her with eyes behind the lens, Luke probably understood what she meant, and said with a chuckle: "It's just a talent, and it won't make me ugly. Why should I suffer? You know, some people When the talent is awakened, it will become an ugly monster, and that is called pain."
Jiali gave a surprised cry: "Will it become ugly?"
Luke shrugged: "We belong to the mental strengthening category, and the chance of negatively affecting the physical appearance is very small. Generally, there will be no obvious changes in appearance. On the contrary, human beings of the physical strengthening category have become like lizards. And one that becomes like an iron sculpture."
Carrie shook her head unconsciously: "No, I don't want it."
Luke smiled: "Don't dream, you should have no chance to strengthen your body. If you want to look ugly, it's easier to put on clown makeup yourself."
Carrie's little head shook even more violently: "No, no, I don't wear clown makeup."
Even so, the fear and pain in her heart kept dissipating.
Every time she talked to Luke, she felt a little more relaxed.
The negative emotions accumulated during this period have also reduced the troubles to the mind, and her sanity has become clearer again: "Can you help me find my mother?"
Luke: "Then I need to know about your mother's disappearance, and maybe I have a chance to rescue her."
Speaking of this, he paused, and continued: "But you absolutely must not accept the temptation of the strange old man just now. You really wanted to accept the old man's contract just now, right?"
Carrie hesitated: "But when he touched my head, I couldn't help but want to find my mother."
Luke probably knew it in his heart, and said, "I will do my best to find your mother. You have also seen my ability just now, at least I have a higher chance of success than others."
Carrie bit her lip, raised one hand, and raised her little finger: "You promise?"
Luke smiled, and stretched out his little finger to hook up with the little finger: "Pull the hook."
Following the words, the little fingers of the two hooked up and turned up, and their thumbs were printed together.
"Sealed." It was Carrie's voice.
The little fingers hooked together of the two hands were released, the thumbs were facing each other, and the palms were facing upwards. Luke followed up and said, "Swear."
In the end, the fingers of both hands were crossed, and the two said together: "It won't change."
This is a small game that children often play, and it is often a ceremony agreed between adults and children.
After the two let go, Jiali's face became relaxed: "Thank you, I will wait for you to find my mother."
As soon as the words fell, her body suddenly became unreal, twisted, and disappeared into the air.
Luke was silent for a moment, stood up and walked out of the factory.
Of course he knew that Carrie's state was not right.
She had no smell, no breath, no heartbeat.
Like the old man in black robe, Mephisto, she is an existence between reality and illusion.
Luke can only pray that this little girl will not die and become a ghost-like existence. It is best that this is only her ability.
Just like the old man in black robe that appeared was just a clone of Mephisto, maybe this is just a clone of Carrie.
Luke did intend to take care of Alice and Carrie, the mother and daughter.
The primary self-healing ability of Carol and Alice is the life-saving ability that he switches and learns regularly.
Both of them have basic self-healing abilities, but in comparison, Carol's ability is more inclined to recover from major injuries, and the self-healing form is extensive and fast.
Alice's ability is more inclined to regenerate the subtle damage in the body, and the recovery is relatively delicate and slow.
The two are used together to great effect.
He is using Alice's ability, and Carrie herself is also of great value, and it is worth his effort to track it down.
Keeping this matter in mind, he turned around and walked out of the workshop, got on a motorcycle and chased after the ghost rider's smell in the air.
Today, he gained a lot of experience, but also lost a lot of points. He has to keep working hard to see if he can get the head from the Ghost Rider by the way.
There are thousands of experience points for killing a member of the four-person team. How can this kind of experience gift package be let go.
It took less than two minutes from when Mephisto's avatar appeared just now to when Luke repelled him.
It didn't take five minutes for him to chat with Carrie.
Chase now, if Ghost Rider's action efficiency is a little bit lower, Luke still has a chance to grab the head.
He didn't consider killing Ghost Rider for the time being.
First of all, this guy has a knack for tracking the two blue skins, so it's best to keep them.
Secondly, I have never heard of ghost knights killing ordinary people on a large scale.
Extraordinary groups have good and bad just like ordinary people. Just because they have a non-mainstream skull, they should not be discriminated against for being ugly.
Thinking of this, Luke rushed forward with the motorcycle under his crotch at a faster speed.
When he got close to the urban area, his expression changed, and the motorcycle drove towards an open space on the side of the road.
There is the smell of Ghost Rider, and the smell of the two blue skins, and there is a newly broken water tower and sewage all over the ground.
But now that there is no one here, it can only prove that the two parties fought here again and then left.
Ghost Rider is definitely fine, the Blazing Skeleton motorcycle is not here.
Suddenly, Luke heard a woman shouting for help in the distance: "Help!"
There seemed to be a man shouting and cursing: "Give me the bag, you fat and ugly bitch."
He stepped up the accelerator and stopped more than a hundred meters away.
This is a viaduct, and not far away, the fire skeleton motorcycle is parked at the side of the bridge.
Luke walked to the railing of the bridge not far away, and looked down.
I saw a chubby girl salute slightly to the fiery Ghost Rider, not forgetting to say: "Thank you." Then she ran away.
Where she ran away, there was only a scruffy young man trembling in front of the terrifying Ghost Rider.
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