Chapter 1888 The Utility of Special Fruits

Soullock's life is simple.

Sitting in a daze, looking at the magic phone, writing, resting, this is all he can do.

Soul Lock is not dissatisfied with this. For him, such a peaceful life is really precious. If he can, he hopes to continue.

Forget the identity of the former master of the end.

Here, he is just an ordinary Origin Mall customer, and he is also a small popular Origin author, and these are enough.

There is no dispute, the whispers in the mind have completely disappeared, and Soul Lock has enough time to think and understand the outside world through the magic mobile phone.

The boss didn't completely forget him, and from time to time he would throw in some special food.

Some are products from the Origin Mall, while others are some peels, cores, etc. Anyway, the soul locks are not rejected, and they are all eaten in the stomach.

In his opinion, the boss doesn't need to be so complicated if he wants to harm him, so what he throws in is for him to eat.

In the past few days, Soul Lock even feels that his cultivation has improved a lot, but he himself has never focused on cultivation, which means that it is all the effect of those foods!

As expected of a god.

Even if he throws some household garbage, it is a divine item that mortals like him can't ask for, and Soul Lock fully understands this matter.

He is even a little fortunate now that he was thrown into the Heavenly Star Empire by the space turbulence, and then caught by the boss and thrown here, and thus completely got rid of the influence of the Lord of Doom.

...

What is the nature of living beings in this world? I thought about this question for a long time, and finally came up with an answer.

Maybe right, maybe wrong, but right or wrong shouldn't matter to me anymore. After that day, the original "I" disappeared.

When the last person forgets me, I will disappear completely from this world, right?

...

Soul Lock threw away the magic phone, ending today's codeword.

The system space can't tell the time, there is no change at any time, and it seems that there is no same place, the curtain of the distant Pooli is changing all the time.

Soul Lock mainly uses the magic mobile phone to see the time.

Although it didn't make much sense to do so, he still did it, either for free or so that he would not ignore the passage of time.

The reason doesn't matter.

Tranquility is the style of the system space. If the soul lock does not make a sound, the entire space will be completely dead. Apart from the fact that it almost collapsed at the beginning, now he is used to such an environment, and even faintly likes it.

A quiet space can always make people calm down and think quietly.

Maybe a few minutes, or even a few hours later, some kind of special spatial fluctuation suddenly appeared, and the soul lock that was almost falling asleep recovered in less than a second.

The system space is very special, there is no gravity, and there is no distinction between up and down, left and right, so the soul lock is always floating. Anyway, there is only himself here, and the image is completely unimportant.

With anticipation, Soul Lock looked in the direction of spatial fluctuations.

The movement is not big, and the object thrown in should also be small, what could it be? A little cake with a bite? Peeled peel? Still unfinished food?

Soul Lock doesn't think it's shameful to assume the responsibility of the trash can.

This is the thing of the gods, even if it is domestic garbage, it is also thrown by the gods. If it is spread out, I am afraid that countless people will rush to be the "trash can".

In the eyes of Soul Lock's expectation, the spatial fluctuations disappeared, and this time the "living garbage" appeared in front of his eyes.

Um……

Seems to be a fruit?

It is round, the size of a normal human finger belly, dark purple, and looks ordinary.

Most of the things thrown in are ordinary.

The tentacles condensed by the black mist grabbed the fruit and moved it to the front to smell the smell. It was also an ordinary fruit smell. It seemed that if you wanted to know the special place, you could only eat it.

Soul Lock threw it directly into his mouth, and the ring-shaped rows of white teeth slowly squirmed, turning it into juice completely, filling the entire alienated mouth.

The next second, Soul Lock's movements froze, and then began to cough violently.

Soul Lock only felt an unspeakable shock burst from his mouth, and then hit his consciousness along the completely alienated nervous system. At this moment, he felt that he even broke through a certain sensory limit, breaking through the carbon Barrier for base creatures... oh no, now he's not carbon-based either.

All in all, Soul Lock can't describe what it tastes like. Every nerve of his is twitching, every tentacle is knotted, and even the experience of connecting and receiving the gift of the gods is completely incomparable. It has completely surpassed it. The realm of mortals.

The thick black mist escaped from the soul lock, but he didn't realize it at all, and his consciousness was completely occupied by that indescribable smell.

Faintly, something at the soul level shattered silently.

If Luo Chuan pays attention to the system space, you can see that the soul lock is now covered with black smoke, as if it is about to "soul fly away", but the "human" of the soul lock has no response to this, and is still immersed in the emperor's amazement. under impact.

Without Luo Chuan's permission, it is impossible to hang up in the system space.

For half an hour, the soul lock seems to be floating

In the storm, Yi Ye Bian Zhou's consciousness reluctantly returned. At this time, he had completely turned into a black fog with no specific shape. Compared with the beginning, there seemed to be some inexplicable changes.

Soul Lock only felt that he was dizzy and regained clarity. The indescribable taste was still impacting his long-alienated taste buds, but his mental state was excellent, and it felt like he had undergone a special baptism.

The black mist surged, and the figure of Soul Lock quickly solidified.

On the face covered with scales, there was a clearly visible look of fear. He didn't understand what was going on just now. Naoren (if he still had such a physiological structure) was still in a drowsy state. Can't think about details.

Soul Lock opened his mouth again and retched a few times, but unfortunately he didn't spit out anything. He thought that the fruit he just ate had been completely digested and absorbed by his body.

Soul Lock shook his head, looked at his body, and faintly felt that something had changed, but he could not detect anything if he carefully perceived it.

However, the things that the boss throws in are always weird, and Soul Lock feels that he is in good spirits, so he simply takes out his magic phone and prepares to burst his liver today.