All-out Horror Survival: My Awakening Skill Point Allocation Sequence!

Zheng Sheng was extremely weak after the massive bloodletting, but he still showed joy when he saw the yang blood paper figure with vein patterns growing in the wooden box.

"Not enough!"

"The book says that the more yang blood is fed to the paper doll during its creation, the stronger the doll will inherit its own abilities!"

"System, give me some points!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Sheng felt that he and Xiao Heizi's bodies instantly recovered, and the aftereffects of excessive blood loss also disappeared instantly.

If someone else were to make the blood-paper effigy, they might be limited by the amount of blood they themselves possess, since drawing too much blood could also be fatal.

But he is different.

As long as he has survival points, he can regenerate and bleed indefinitely until he feeds the Yang Blood Paper Doll to its limit!

"Brother Dog, let's keep bleeding together!"

"Let's see where the limits of this paper figure are!"

"Woof woof!"

The man and the dog faced the wooden box and began to bleed each other frantically. Towards the end, there was even a hint of competition between them, seeing who could bleed the most.

Bleeding, adding points, recovering, then bleeding again, adding points again, recovering again... and so on in a continuous cycle.

After bleeding for more than ten minutes until the paper figure could no longer absorb any more blood, Zheng Sheng picked up the forbidden artifact, the Soul-Pointing Brush, and bit the tip of his tongue.

One stroke!

When Zheng Sheng used the blood from the tip of his tongue to touch the eyes of the paper figure, the bright red paper figure lying in the wooden box actually began to convulse violently.

"Hiss hiss hiss..."

The paper figure slowly floated up from the wooden box and hovered in mid-air.

At the same time, a large number of purple lightning snakes burst forth from his body, and black flames burned around his body like a spiral, coiling around him.

Even more surprisingly, the paper figure was covered with countless tiny Vajra Sutra characters, appearing and disappearing intermittently!

soon.

The paper figure's bright red body slowly faded, eventually returning to its original color. The purple lightning and black flames on its body also slowly receded and fell into the wooden box.

The paper figure became even more lifelike, with its facial features and closed eyes making it look like a sleeping little person.

"It's done!"

Zheng Sheng was overjoyed and carefully examined the spirit-summoning armor in his hand.

"Paper Doll Making: The Paper Doll Chapter", the ninth type of paper doll, a soldier with yang blood and spiritual connection.

The paper figure looked about 70% like him, like a miniature person with a nose and eyes, lifelike, wearing armor, and holding a bright red sword twice the size of his body.

Moreover, he could sense a faint connection between himself and the spirit soldier, as if he could remotely control it.

"Made from lightning-struck wood, and having consumed so much of my and Xiao Heizi's yang blood, plus costing me a lot of survival points, I wonder how powerful this thing is?"

Creating this spirit soldier, from strengthening materials to restoring his and Xiao Heizi's blood loss, cost him over 3000 survival points.

This does not even include the cost of enhancing the Paper Doll Technique skill.

The strange phenomenon of the paper figures quickly attracted Luo Hao's attention, and Zhang Qing, Fang Ting, and Tang Yanyan also came over.

"Captain, didn't that paper figure just float up and emit electricity?"

Luo Hao asked cautiously, certain that he hadn't been seeing things, because he had sensed a powerful aura.

Zhang Qing, Fang Ting, and the other two also looked at the miniature paper figure in Zheng Sheng's hand. The paper figure looked somewhat like Zheng Sheng, like a very exquisitely crafted paper doll with its eyes closed.

Fang Ting, in particular, could even see the paper figure's chest breathing in and out, just like a sleeping little Zheng Sheng, and she loved it.

"So cute!"

Seeing the reactions of the others, Zheng Sheng smiled, casually tossed the paper figure in his hand into the air, and then muttered some incantations.

"The Wuxu Camp, the Yang Blood Soldiers!"

"Heed my command and move out immediately!"

As he finished speaking, the palm-sized paper soldier grew rapidly in the wind, quickly transforming into a tiny figure about 1.8 meters tall, clad in golden armor and wielding a black blood-stained blade, before suddenly opening its eyes.

Suddenly, the paper effigy knelt on one knee in front of Zheng Sheng, its eyes sparkling.

"My lord, what are your orders?"

Everyone stared in disbelief at the spirit paper figure before them.

"Holy crap? This is still a paper figure?" Luo Hao exclaimed in surprise, and Zhang Qing also circled the paper figure a few times, marveling at it repeatedly.

"It looks exactly like a real person, even the skin texture is there, it's amazing."

Fang Ting and Tang Yanyan were also full of surprise, especially Fang Ting, whose eyes lit up instantly as she stared at the paper figure's face, unable to look away.

She really wants to learn this!

Zheng Sheng ignored the others, who were all shocked by how lifelike the paper effigy looked, almost like a real person.

But he had no interest in these physical appearances.

All he wanted to know was whether the spirit armor he had spent so much money to create was strong enough!

Zheng Sheng suddenly stepped forward, drew his Demon-Slaying Blade, and made Luo Hao and the others step back.

He looked at the paper effigy and gave the command.

"Let's fight, but only until we've fought enough. Let me see what you're made of."

"Yes, my lord!"

After the spirit paper figure finished speaking, it slowly drew the black blood knife, and the two collided violently, creating a terrifying shockwave!

The two fought for a full ten minutes, and the more they fought, the more alarmed Zheng Sheng became.

So strong!

This Yang Blood Spirit Armored Weapon is incredibly powerful!

It inherited almost all of its own skills.

He possesses a powerful physique, wields purple lightning and black flames in battle, and even has the Vajra Body. He can utilize the power amplification of the Warrior sequence, and his basic swordsmanship is masterful.

Compared to the previous paper figures, the current spirit paper figures have undergone a complete transformation in power!

Although the inherited abilities are all a level weaker than his own, it's no exaggeration to say that this Yang Blood Spirit Armored Weapon possesses at least 70% of his strength.

It should be noted that this thing can be mass-produced. The remaining lightning-struck wood can make at least a dozen Yang Blood Spirit Paper Dolls.

"Moreover, this isn't even the limit of its power; it seems I can still control it..."

With a thought, Zheng Sheng's consciousness entered the body of the spirit paper doll, just like logging into a virtual game.

"I can actually control its body?"

Zheng Sheng held the Black Blood Blade, looking surprised.

He began to use the paper doll's body to perform the basic sword techniques of the Extreme Realm, and the paper doll's strength indeed became stronger than before!

After a while.

The spirit paper doll returned to Zheng Sheng's hands, and Zheng Sheng, panting with satisfaction, sheathed his knife, unable to suppress the smile on his lips.

Meanwhile, Luo Hao and the others were so shocked they couldn't close their mouths.

"Why did it feel like two captains were fighting just now? Is this paper figure that weird?"

"This paper doll is completely different from the last one, it's amazing!"

Suddenly, a shocked Fang Ting asked instinctively.

"Captain, can I learn this paper doll technique?"

Zheng Sheng was in a good mood. Hearing Fang Ting's words, he looked at the group and suddenly burst into laughter.

"What? You want to learn?"

"Okay, then I'll teach you!"

……

Day and night alternate, and we continue on our journey.

Three days later.

……

On the road to survival.

The procession of thousands of people moved slowly forward like a long dragon.

Zheng Sheng rode his little black horse at the very front of the group.

At this moment, he looked at the three lifelike paper figures in his hand and a smile appeared on his face.

In three days, he created three spirit paper figures, greatly increasing his power.

"It's just a pity that the inheritance of sequence knowledge seems to be different from what I guessed."

Zheng Sheng looked at the Soul-Pointing Brush in his hand, somewhat disappointed.