Douluo Jueshi, world modulation mode

Chapter 11 Erosion of the World
"Boom boom boom!"

There was a violent knock on the door. Looking at the shaking door, I knew that the person knocking on the door must be in a bad mood.

"Click~"

"An Zhen, damn it!"

Wang Dong was holding the quilt and was furious.

"Pretty girls can't say bad words."

The calm-looking young man spoke slowly, and there seemed to be something turbid gathering in his black eyes, and a trace of emotion was drawn away.

"How dare you say that!"

Her fair cheeks were flushed, not because she broke into other boys' dormitories at night, but because she was angry.

Just as she was about to lie down to rest, she smelled a strange fragrance. Turning her head, she saw a layer of blue mist directly enveloping Huo Yutong.

Thinking of what An Zhen had won from that sixth-grade bastard, there was no doubt that Huo Yutong's condition was caused by taking the Xuanshui Pill. Wang Dong didn't believe that this guy didn't know the effects of taking the Xuanshui Pill.

Wang Dong was surprised that An Zhen was willing to use the elixir worth tens of thousands of gold soul coins on Huo Yutong, whom he had just known for a day or two, but he was even more angry. He was angry that this guy knew the problem but still made Huo Yutong take it at night.

Where does she sleep!

Go to this guy?
A flash of inspiration suddenly exploded in Wang Dong's mind, and his dreamy pink-blue eyes were instantly filled with a look of vigilance. His body, which was wrapped tightly in pajamas, was slightly lowered, as if he could take action at any time.

"Xuanshuidan, you dare to say you didn't mean it?"

"What's the purpose?"

An Zhen stood up and took out a clean and soft blanket from the closet.

As if he thought of something, the boy suddenly took a big step forward, and with a smile on his handsome face, he pushed the girl who was holding the quilt into a corner. The girl raised her white fist, as if to say, I'm not someone you can mess with.

"Wang Dong, you don't think this is a plan I made to live in the same room with you, do you?"

"Is not it?"

Wang Dong guaranteed that if this guy dared to have any bad thoughts like a scumbag, this punch would definitely hit him in the face in the next second.

“I really hadn’t thought of that.”

An Zhen shook her head gently, and then kept a suitable distance between the two of them, and said softly, "Stay here tonight. I'll go out for the night."

"?"

Did she really think wrong?

Wang Dong was puzzled.

But the boy had already taken action. Holding the blanket, two objects drew an arc in the air and fell on the bed. "These are the two keys to the dormitory."

"Are you serious?"

"Love can't live forever."

A slightly cold voice sounded.

"!"

"How dare you be so mean to me!"

Wang Dong could hear the hostile tone in the voice, but just when he was about to say something, the young man's figure with a somewhat unsteady step disappeared around the corner.

"Hmph! You know what's going on!"

"Snapped!"

The dormitory door was slammed shut in a huff.

"I'm not being mean to you."

An Zhen, who had just walked out of the dormitory building, sighed helplessly, and the struggle in his eyes became more obvious.

This is the aftereffect of temporarily overusing the martial spirit.

People can influence their own martial souls, from their will or their own qualifications. And martial souls can also influence people, such as the evil fire phoenix martial soul, and some martial souls will be marked as evil soul masters as soon as they awaken. That is not human prejudice but a painful price paid in the past. Powerful martial souls are like spiritual artifacts. Those who can control and use them can naturally become first-class strongmen, but those who cannot do this will become slaves to power.

World modulation mode.

Or the world.

There is no doubt that this is a very powerful martial spirit.

The innate full soul power is not its limit, but the limit of An Zhen's body. He is not like the Qian family of the Spirit Hall who possesses the blood of gods, and even every generation is blessed by gods.

Since his martial soul is the world.

So what is he?
Heaven.

An Zhen used some myths and legends from his previous life to find a very suitable word. Heaven is ruthless and fair. It is like a machine without any thoughts or feelings, making the whole world run in an orderly manner.

Wuhun can absorb the energy of heaven and earth on its own and continuously strengthen his soul. It sounds like a cheat.

But there is no good thing in the world that can be obtained without paying any price.

The erosion of his martial soul made him gradually approach the Heavenly Dao, which was the price he paid.

However, ordinary erosion is not that serious, and it doesn't even affect his daily life. But every time the world becomes stronger (swallowing a large amount of pure energy from heaven and earth, such as a cave paradise), the authority held by An Zhen increases a lot (obtaining spirit rings), or like now, when he overloads his strength, the erosion will suddenly worsen.

The world rejected him.

The martial spirit corroded him.

My goodness, it’s really not easy to become strong these days.

But fortunately, the former has been resolved, and there will be no problem as long as Huo Yutong is here.

As for the latter, An Zhen has his own solution.

The way of heaven and human nature.

Since Wuhun wants him to become an emotionless Heavenly Dao.

But wouldn't he be able to resist by simply strengthening his own emotions, or by increasing the anchor points that strengthen his humanity?

Finally, take control!
"Luckily, I matured early in this life, otherwise it would be inconvenient for me to do some things."

"But who should we look for this time?"

Although it is impossible to refresh and reset the status with one click through the virtual world, the solution in the virtual world is the same. It will not affect anyone and prevent An Zhen from doing the same thing that Ma Hongjun did when he was a teenager.

The young man with unsteady steps strolled in the academy at night. Amidst the starry sky, the silver moon hung high in the sky. The silver moonlight sprinkled on the earth, covering the blue lake in the daytime with a layer of shimmering beauty.

"Is this... Poseidon Lake?"

There seems to be only one Poseidon Lake of this size in Shrek Academy.

"From the outer courtyard?"

A cool and refreshing voice sounded beside An Zhen's ears.

The boy wrapped in a blanket turned around and closed his eyes at the other person's puzzled gaze.

Virtual world, second soul skill, rubbing.

open one's eyes.

"Ah."

“If you encounter any difficulties, you can ask the teacher for help.” The tall fiery red figure left a word, and the next moment, the temperature of the originally cold night instantly rose. The red flames outlined a graceful bird, which wrapped up the tall figure and left across the lake like a meteor.

“It seems like I was misunderstood.”

He had a pale face and looked very weak. He did not sleep in the dormitory late at night and was wandering outside wrapped in a blanket.

He shook his head and spread the larger blanket on the grass. An Zhen lay down on it and pulled a corner of the blanket over her stomach.

virtual reality.

The second soul skill is rubbing.

Next to the Poseidon Lake in the virtual world, a pair of red boots stepped on the mud.

That was a very beautiful person.

Her long red hair looks like a burning flame, and under her bangs is a melon-shaped face, which makes her look like a beautiful girl in her twenties. The slightly cold facial lines add a touch of aloofness to her stunning beauty, and the gorgeous red dress outlines her perfect curves, with breathtaking fullness and beautiful arcs.

"Give reality, relationships, and lovers." The virtual god gave the order.

"An Zhen?" A doubtful voice sounded.

The next moment, the plump and soft flesh pressed against the boy's cheek.

"It's like a ridiculous and wonderful dream."

An Zhen rarely gives characters projections of real emotions, because projections are inherently false, but the beauty of them makes people want to indulge in them.

But, just enjoy it now.

As the body's abilities gradually matured, the soul that was once in its twenties, and the primitive desires that had been dormant for many years, quietly revived.

The girl looked at her lover with eyes full of tenderness, and then took the initiative to offer him a kiss, conveying her false passionate love to the real boy.

A tall and beautiful figure appeared beside the two of them. She looked exactly like the beauty holding An Zhen, except for the maid outfit that revealed a large area of ​​her fair skin and the black stockings wrapped around her slender but voluptuous legs.

(End of this chapter)