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Chapter 15 Giving Too Much

After the upgrade, Fang Fan unlocked many permissions, the most precious of which was the permission to open the second game copy.

Speaking of which, after staying in Resident Evil for so many years, it is time to create a second game.

Fang Fan's eyes flashed with ambitiousness. In fact, he had been conceiving a second game, but he had not started the second copy permission before.

This time, after returning from the Soul Beast Forest, he can start creating a second game copy.

In fact, due to the small number of portals, Resident Evil is only popular in Notting City and other places, not much popularity in other big cities, and has not yet been popularized throughout the continent, so Resident Evil still has a market.

Now, he has obtained ten more portals. When he creates a second game copy and pushes it to the entire continent together with Resident Evil, he will definitely set off a game frenzy in Douluo Continent!

Fang Fan is full of confidence.

"Oh my God, have you really absorbed the Ten Thousand Years of Soul Ring? What a pervert."

Lan Ling'er was full of surprise and amazement. Her eyes looked at Fang Fan were full of surprise. She felt that she could not see through this guy anymore. She was obviously just a little soul master, but her strength was outrageous. She killed the Ten Thousand Years Dark Demon Ape with one punch, and forcibly absorbed a Ten Thousand Years soul ring. She was really a pervert among the perverts!

Lan Ling'er's beautiful eyes flashed, and the other party's origin became more and more curious. Her eyes turned and suddenly thought of something. Her pretty face showed curiosity. She quickly asked Fang Fan: "Fang Fan, what is your first soul skill? Show it out and see."

"By the way, I forgot to take a look at my first soul skill."

Fang Fan suddenly realized and quickly calmed down to check the soul skills he had just obtained.

[First Soul Skill: The Phantom of the Tree]

【Source: The Dark Demon Ape】

[Introduction: Using the characteristics of the martial soul of the tree, two tree clones are separated, without entities, and can be used to confuse opponents]

...

"The Phantom of the Tree seems to be of little use!"

Fang Fan was disappointed. Because of the poor potential of the Dead Wood Martial Soul, his first soul skill was a bit useless. He could only separate out the unincorporated clone, which was useless in actual combat.

【Host: Fang Fan】

【Level: LV15】

【Title: Soul Master】

【Marriage Soul: Dead Tree】

【Strength:3201】

【Speed: 2555】

【Intellect: 3031】

【Physical strength: 2410】

【Reflex Nerve:2121】

【Cell activity: 5000】

【Soul Skill: Phantom of the Tree】

【Skill: None】

After a change of thought, Fang Fan opened his personal panel and checked it carefully.

However, although his first soul skill is a bit useless, he has become a soul master at least, and his strength has improved considerably.

"Fang Fan, you must have become stronger now. We can go to the center of the forest to help me get the second soul ring!" Lan Ling'er said with anticipation.

Fang Fan turned around, showed a bright smile to the girl, and said firmly: "Don't go!"

"Why?!" Lan Ling'er was stunned.

"Because it's dark!"

Fang Fan pointed to the completely dark night sky and said seriously: "Danger!"

Lan Ling'er: "..."

As the sky became darker and darker, the soul beast forest became more and more terrifying, deep and quiet, with murderous intent everywhere. Many terrifying sounds came from the depths of the forest, which was terrifying.

The danger in the soul beast forest at night is several times more terrifying than during the day, because night is the time for soul beasts to move, and many powerful soul beasts will choose to come out to hunt at night.

For safety reasons, Fang Fan decided to leave the Soul Beast Forest immediately now. Anyway, he had obtained the soul ring, and the purpose of this trip had been achieved.

As for whether Lan Ling'er has obtained the soul ring, it doesn't matter to him.

"You punched a ten thousand-year-old soul beast. Are you so fierce, and you are afraid of danger?" Lan Ling'er widened her eyes, feeling a little unbelievable.

"Of course I'm afraid!"

Fang Fan said seriously: "I am only a little soul master now, only at level ten. The world is so big, maybe there are several hundred thousand-year-old soul beasts hidden in this soul hunting forest. If I encounter them, then that's all."

"One hundred thousand-year soul beast? This is a forest of soul beasts raised in artificial captivity. It should not be such a high-level soul beast, right?" Lan Ling'er said suspiciously.

"That's not necessarily true, everything has exceptions, what if?"

Fang Fan said seriously: "If there is a hundred thousand-year-old soul beast hidden here, if this hundred thousand-year-old soul beast just happens to be targeting us, then we won't finish playing. Even if there is no hundred thousand-year-old soul beast, it's so dark now. If you accidentally step on a trap, encounter someone else's ambush, or inhale poisonous miasma, and encounter a sudden outbreak of beast tide...what should we do?"

"Have you never heard a word taught by the older generation?"

"It's dark... don't go out!"

Lan Ling'er was stunned when she heard this, and the corners of her mouth kept twitching. This guy was obviously outrageously strong, but he was too cautious!

"So, I'm leaving. If you want, leave with me. If you don't want to, stay here to hunt the soul beasts. See you again if you're destined!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Fan turned around and left, ignoring Lan Ling'er at all.

He had just saved Lan Ling'er's life, so he should have fulfilled his responsibilities and deserved the commission of the 100 Golden Soul Coin.

Since the soul ring has been obtained, there is no reason to stay in this dangerous soul beast forest and continue to take risks with this noble girl.

Although his strength has risen to a higher level after absorbing the soul ring, he has not yet reached the point of being invincible in the world. There are still many strong people on Douluo Continent that can threaten his life.

Therefore, given the motto of steady first.

Fang Fan thinks it is better to get out as soon as possible now.

"Hey! Don't leave, wait for Fang Fan!"

Seeing Fang Fan lifting his legs and leaving, Lan Ling'er was really anxious and said quickly: "It's OK. I'll add money to you. You can help me hunt soul beasts. I will pay you ten times the commission, which is only a thousand gold soul coins. How about it?"

"Haha, who do you think I am?!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Fan shook his head repeatedly and smiled proudly: "How can a good man be moved by wealth?"

"Ten thousand!" Lan Ling'er puffed up her cheeks and continued to increase the price.

"Haha!" Fang Fan smiled and didn't even look back.

"Hundreds of thousands!"

“Haha~”

"Two hundred thousand!"

“Haha~”

"Three hundred thousand!"

"Give up, money cannot touch my noble soul!"

"One Million!!!"

Hearing this, Fang Fan's body shook and his expression gradually became serious. He suddenly turned around, staring at Lan Ling'er like a hawk, and said firmly: "Document!"

Lan Ling'er staggered and almost fell to the ground. Her attitude became too fast.

In fact, for safety reasons, Fang Fan wanted to refuse, but there was no way, she gave too much.
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