Meeting room.
The head of the Feng family, Feng Shiren, and many important figures of the Feng family gathered together, watching Feng Jiu eat like they were watching a monkey. From time to time, someone would come over to feel Feng Jiu's pulse and check on the changes in his injuries.
Doug pinched Feng Jiu's cheeks and stuffed food into his mouth, domineeringly and refusing to refuse.
Feng Jiu’s cheeks were puffed up, like a squirrel with its mouth full of food. His eyes were red as he glared at Doug who was feeding him. His teeth were squeaking as if he was chewing Doug’s flesh. “Asshole, you are too bullying. When I grow up, I will bite you to death bit by bit…”
"Brother Jiu, yes, that's it, chew with big mouthfuls, and swallow hard. You will recover faster if you are full, and only then will you have the strength to hit me!" Du Ge didn't care about Feng Jiu's murderous eyes. He kept stuffing cakes into his mouth as if coaxing an ignorant child. He stubbornly maintained their friendship and enjoyed the pleasure of improved physical fitness.
At this moment, Doug could no longer tell whether what he was doing was protection or backstabbing, but his rapidly improving physical fitness could not deceive anyone.
Doug sighed, he was indeed a natural actor, with such talent, he should have applied to film school on Earth earlier.
…
After seeing that ordinary food could really have miraculous effects on Feng Jiu, everyone was amazed and no longer had any doubts about the possession of another's body.
Listening to the whispers around him, Doug stopped feeding and suggested seriously: "Master, if you are still worried, you can beat Feng Jiu severely and verify it again."
With just one sentence, Feng Jiu, who had been trying hard to maintain his expression, was completely defeated. He struggled and screamed hysterically: "Feng Qi, you bastard, why don't you do the experiment yourself?"
"Don't be upset, Brother Jiu. It's because your keywords take effect faster than mine." Doug flicked off the food residue that fell on his body, but he was not angry. "For the benefit of the team, what's wrong with making some small sacrifices? Just bear with it. Anyway, you will recover after eating a few more bites..."
"Hold on, you bastard, I'm going to kill you..." The veins on Feng Jiu's forehead popped out and his face turned red. If his acupoints hadn't been pressed, he would have pounced on Doug and bit his neck by now.
"Mr. Jiu, please be patient. Mr. Qi was just joking with you." The head of the family, Feng Shiren, coughed and naturally changed the way he addressed the two people. "Since the two gentlemen chose to possess our Feng family, they are our members of the Feng family. We should help each other..."
As he spoke, he came to Feng Jiu, personally unblocked his acupoints, and asked the servants to bring him hot tea.
Feng Jiu picked up the teacup, swallowed it in one gulp, and looked at Doug coldly. Now that he was free again, he was no longer as impulsive as before.
Doug didn't look back, but his eyes were always focused on Feng Jiu.
At this moment, he felt that Feng Jiu's behavior was a bit like a dog tied with a leash and suddenly let go of the leash, and he inexplicably wanted to laugh.
I have to say, this guy's acting is a bit exaggerated, and his acting skills all rely on staring and yelling. If there really is an acting school in the real world, he would probably be a poor student!
Of course, it is also possible that he deliberately made such an appearance to numb himself.
Feng Jiu was a professional and must know more about the simulation field than him. His impulse at this moment was completely different from when he just woke up.
Under the current circumstances, an impulsive and irritable personality is obviously more likely to win the favor of the Feng family.
Everyone knows that a simple-minded and impulsive person is easier to control.
Don't underestimate anyone.
But no matter what the situation is, Doug is not too worried. Although Feng Jiu has his original memory and martial arts, he does not eat much and his injuries have not fully recovered. He has developed the self-sacrifice and the eye behind the head, and his physical fitness has soared, so there is no need to worry about him suddenly attacking.
Doug also discovered that when he put himself in the shoes of the Feng family to protect their interests, the protection not only improved his health, but also strengthened his various attributes, such as strength and five senses.
At this point, Doug's doubts were finally resolved.
If the function of keywords can only help people recover and provide some unreliable skills, I am afraid that they will not be able to play in the game world at all.
Taking the current world as an example, there is only half a year left until the martial arts conference is held.
Even if one is a genius, it is impossible for him to compete with a martial arts master who has practiced martial arts for many years in just half a year, unless he takes over the body of a martial arts master.
However, combining his and Feng Jiu's examples, Duger guessed that the probability of directly taking over the body of a martial arts master was probably very low.
Keywords can enhance physical fitness and five senses, and combined with skills, they can even out this gap...
Feng Shiren looked at Du Ge again and asked with a smile, "Mr. Qi, please tell me the details of the possession of the body."
"Yesterday, a spatial rift appeared between this world and the Demon Realm. The Demon Realm was barren, and three thousand demons took advantage of it to break into the human world, wanting to enjoy the prosperity of the human world." Doug smiled, looked around at everyone, and threw out the setting he had thought of long ago, "The demons have no form. If they want to gain a foothold in this world, the first step is to take over another body and be reborn..."
…
"Space crack?"
"Demon Realm?"
"Outer Demon?"
…
Everyone in the Feng family was shocked.
The timid ones looked at Doug and the other two and subconsciously took a step back. It must be said that the changes in Feng Qi and the other two were indeed magical.
It would be fine if it was a wandering ghost taking over the body...
The devil!
In the martial arts world, who has a nickname containing the word "demon" but has hands that are not stained with blood
Listening to the excuses that Doug had made up, Feng Jiu drank his tea without saying a word. He did not attack Doug, not because he had a change of heart, but because he had discovered a terrible fact. This fact even made him temporarily forget his hatred for Feng Qi.
He has a slight stomachache.
The stomachache is not a big deal, it should be a sequelae of chewing the straw mat.
The most important thing is that he is full!
Before.
Feng Jiu didn't think there was any big problem when he was chewing the straw mat.
But in order to verify his ability, the Feng family has been forcing him to eat, so much so that he is now so full that he can hardly even drink tea.
Taotie gave him a simple way to improve, but did not give him the corresponding tolerance...
What the hell!
How could this happen
If he can’t eat all the time, how can he surpass Duger
Looking at Du Ge who was talking to everyone, Feng Jiu felt jealous. How could such an excellent keyword as maintenance be given to a scum with corrupt character
…
"Are the three thousand extraterritorial demons all like the two gentlemen?" Feng Shiren raised his eyelids and did not show too much concern about Duger's words.
He is the head of the family, so he won't believe everything others say. Even if what Doug said is true, he will still want to verify it before taking any action.
"Almost." Doug said.
"Will the devil harm the world?" Feng Yunjie was young and curious about supernatural things, so he couldn't help asking.
"Some can, some can't. How should I put it? The demons are more focused on enjoyment and improvement." Doug laughed, "Demons sound scary, but they are not as complicated as humans. Each demon has its own attributes. This attribute is the key word Feng Jiu mentioned before. We must match our own attributes in order to grow.
For example: My attribute is maintenance. Whatever I say and do must be for the sake of others and to maintain and protect the interests of others. Once my words and deeds go against maintenance, my ability will be greatly weakened. Therefore, my attribute is auxiliary and harmless. Feng Jiu's attribute is much simpler. He can grow quickly by eating, which is neither good nor bad.
If it is an evil star with evil attributes, such as cruelty, treachery, it is indeed possible to harm the world..."
MMP!
Hearing Doug continue to expose his past, Feng Jiu glared at him and gritted his teeth secretly, "Taotie" is such a good keyword, if it weren't for this bastard, how could he have fallen to this point
right.
It’s not that his keywords are bad at all.
Taotie is the key word for the later stage. As long as he hides and eats as much as he wants, he will make a big splash one day. Now that his true identity has been exposed by Feng Qi, he is controlled everywhere. It's all his fault.
We must find a way to break the impasse...
Feng Jiu hesitated for a moment, but did not expose the lies Du Ge had made up. Instead, he interrupted him and said, "Master, I have thought it through. I will sincerely cooperate with the Feng family. You have also seen that Feng Qi is two-faced. Today he defends the Feng family, but tomorrow he may defend others for greater interests. It is more beneficial to the Feng family to have me to restrain him..."
Feng Shiren looked at Feng Jiu in surprise and shook his head secretly. He didn't understand things like demons and there were too many uncontrollable factors.
The simplest way to deal with it is actually to kill them and put an end to it all, but if they are fighting each other, it will be easier to deal with. You can use them to check and balance each other and then profit from it.
Douge smiled and shook his head, saying, "Master, don't listen to his instigation. Protecting others is my instinct. If I betray the one I am protecting, my magical power will be greatly weakened. I won't do such stupid things. Besides, I am a member of the Feng family. If I rashly go out to protect others, others must trust me. Protecting the Feng family will get twice the result with half the effort, while protecting others will get half the result with twice the effort."
"Feng Qi, ask yourself, haven't you betrayed me? You sold me out in exchange for the support of the Feng family, and in the future you may sell out the Feng family in exchange for greater benefits. As long as you ensure that the people or forces you protect are stronger than before, your weakness will not be revealed." Feng Jiu responded sharply.
Taotie faces too many constraints in the early stages, and Duger is insidious, so he must ensure his own survival before he can plan for other things.
Moreover, since he does not have the ability to eat all the time, ensuring the quality of food becomes a prerequisite for his growth. Drinking Feng Qi's blood is much better than chewing on a straw mat. In this case, staying in the Feng family is a good choice.
After all, the Feng family is wealthy and powerful, and it is safer than for him to go out on his own. It would be a pity if he ate carelessly outside and got gastroenteritis and died.
"Brother Jiu, do you feel guilty? I chose a broader path, which is many times higher than the starting point you set before, to escape from the Feng family. This is to protect our common interests. How can it be called betrayal?" Doug said, "Anyone who judges will think that the path I chose is better than yours. Escaping from the Feng family is a betrayal to me. It will attract the Feng family's pursuit and I may be in danger at any moment. Protecting for a day means protecting for a lifetime. If you get used to betrayal, how can you grow up over and over again?"
"…" Feng Jiu snorted coldly, "Sharp-tongued."
Doug smiled and said, "Brother Jiu, the maintenance you understand is maintenance in a narrow sense, while I understand it in a broad sense..."
…
Feng Shiren twirled his beard and watched the two people arguing with a smile in his eyes.
Let’s quarrel!
The louder the quarrel, the better.
The more you argue, the more information you reveal.
(End of this chapter)