The transmission of basic combat instincts was very simple. Lin Sheng only needed to recall the combat memory of the Elite Rotten Swordsman.
As long as his consciousness touched it in his field of vision, the transmission would be completed.
Last time, it was a passive transmission under the influence of the ritual. This time, it was different.
After Lin Sheng copied the basic combat abilities of the Elite Rotten Swordsman, he did not mix any other irrelevant memories.
It was much more efficient than last time.
Five minutes later.
The two rotten swordsmen knelt on one knee in front of Lin Sheng, waiting for orders.
"Smoke Transformation, and then patrol the area."
Lin Sheng calmly ordered.
"Yes."
The two rotten swordsmen suddenly turned into black smoke and flew away.
He named the ability to turn into black smoke Smoke Transformation. And the two rotten swordsmen, who had copied the combat memory, naturally understood what he meant.
"I'm worried that I don't have enough manpower, and the surrounding area is too small. Although the rotten swordsmen are a little weak, with the ability of Smoke Transformation, they can play a greater role in security.
"But now that the bodies of these rotten swordsmen are intact, they shouldn't be called rotten swordsmen anymore. Let's change them to Blackfeather Swordsmen. After all, I met them in Blackfeather City. "
Lin Sheng collected his thoughts and began to deal with the ritual matrix and the remaining materials.
After skillfully erasing all traces of the corpse, he picked up his bag and quickly walked back to his dorm.
The two Blackfeather Swordsmen turned into black smoke and floated ten meters around him.
The black smoke was fast and dispersed, so ordinary people would not be able to detect it.
Soon, Lin Sheng got on the main road, hailed a taxi, and rushed home.
The two Blackfeather Swordsmen quickly flew back and burrowed into his chest.
Twenty minutes later, he returned home. Lin Sheng put away the remaining materials, changed his clothes, and left one Blackfeather Swordsmen to patrol the Huilian neighborhood to protect his family.
The other Blackfeather Swordsmen were sent to the place where Lin Sheng's dad opened a shop to patrol.
It was close to Blackwater District, so it was easy for something to happen.
As for his mother, it was much better. She lived in a closed kindergarten and had no contact with the outside world. It was hard for anything to happen to her.
Even gangsters wouldn't harm kindergarteners. It wasn't just a matter of losing their morals and being condemned by thousands of people. It was also a matter of reputation in the underworld.
The most important thing in the underworld was face.
Of all the people you could bully, you had to bully a toddler from kindergarten? If word got out, it would be a lifetime of shame.
In the future, the situation would become:
"Look! Is he the legendary XXX who went to the kindergarten to collect protection fees? "
"Oh? So it was XXX who dominated XXX kindergarten! It's an honor to meet you! "
The more he thought about it, the more pitiful he felt...
Therefore, Lin Sheng believed that apart from madmen and lunatics who bullied the weak and feared the strong, kindergarten was actually the safest place.
"We still don't have enough manpower. The size of the Sacred Shield Tyrant was too exaggerated, while the Blackfeather Swordsmen was more normal. Even if his body appeared, he would only have the body of a normal person. Not eye-catching. It's easy to hide. "
Lin Sheng suddenly realized the true purpose of the Blackfeather Swordsmen.
This unit was simply the best bodyguard.
They were strong, and in reality, they could pretend to be ordinary people and not stand out. It was very convenient to protect family and friends.
And as incorporeal Nightmares, they did not need to eat, drink, sleep, or rest. They only needed to pay attention to their injuries. They were even more hardworking than model workers.
As long as they used smoke carefully, these Blackfeather Swordsmen were even immune to bullets. It was much more powerful than in the dream.
"If there's a chance, I'll summon some more to use as informants and bodyguards. As long as I have enough Blackfeather swordsmen, it won't be a problem for me to control the entire Huaisha City. "
The summoning consumed a lot of his energy, and Lin Sheng did not delay. He cooked some instant noodles and stuffed them into his stomach, then washed up and went to bed.
With the Sacred Shield Tyrant and the two Blackfeather Swordsmen patrolling and protecting him, Lin Sheng felt a sense of security he had never felt before.
He slept soundly that night. After entering the dream, he did not do anything else but sit in his room and study the books on the shelves.
He was almost done with the Summoning Circle, and wanted to master the Deviltongue as well.
It just so happened that he had just obtained information on Saint Power, and there were new Ashen Seals to digest and absorb.
So Lin Sheng did not plan to continue exploring, but decided to first turn what he had gained into abilities before moving forward.
He read for the whole night.
The next morning, Lin Sheng finally went to school.
He had planned to take a leave of absence. Once a person took a leave of absence to skip class, it would become a habit, and if it happened once, it would happen twice, thrice, or even countless times.
Perhaps it was because his soul was getting stronger, his memory was much better than before. A text of a few thousand words only needed to be read once or twice, and he could completely remember and understand it.
In one morning at school, Lin Sheng had done most of the revision papers. These questions were not difficult for an adult like him, the main problem was that memorizing things took time.
Now that the problem of memorizing was solved, everything was smoother.
After finishing the questions, there was still a lot of free time, and Lin Sheng used it to close his eyes and meditate.
He meditated on the newly acquired Ashen Seal — Roar.
When he was tired, he would practice Saint Power. The basic practice of Saint Power was to sink his consciousness into the warmth in his lower abdomen, and then empty his mind and relax his body, which was equivalent to rest.
Every time Lin Sheng woke up, he felt like he had slept, and felt refreshed.
* Ding … *
The school bell rang.
The physics teacher on the podium touched the balding hair on his head, and took off his glasses.
"Alright, today's class ends here. Physics class representative, come and get your holiday homework."
There was a sudden wail.
"Teacher, we're all in our third year, and you still have to give us homework?!"
"There's only a few days of holidays, and you still have to do homework! You can't even rest! "
"Teacher, there's no homework for the other subjects!"
The physics teacher laughed. "It's because there's no homework for the other subjects, so I'm here to give you some pressure."
Lin Sheng sat in his seat, his normal school uniform tight and strong, showing off the lines of his muscles.
As time passed, the effects of his training were gradually showing. His physique looked no different from those professional boxers.
This was because he had been slashing and slashing with his two-handed sword.
Lin Sheng's gaze swept around the class, and all the students who met his gaze subconsciously lowered their heads, with a hint of fear.
Ever since he taught a lesson to that pretty boy who liked Shen Yan, his reputation had been spread by that pretty boy.
Then, the incident of the toilet beating was confirmed by other students in the class, and Lin Sheng also became famous in the class.
Now, most students did not dare to provoke him.
Shen Yan, who was sitting in front, turned around.
"What's wrong with you recently? You're always not coming to school, and I can't hide it anymore! "She complained.
"I just have something to do. Otherwise, do you think I want to skip class for no reason? It's almost the college entrance examination, and I'm not afraid of my family finding out? "Lin Sheng said with a smile. "Thank you so much for this period, I'll treat you to a feast next time."
"When? Set a time! Don't do those fake things! Turn around, turn around, turn around, and it'll be gone. "Shen Yan was not fooled.
"Tomorrow then? In the afternoon? Are you free? "Lin Sheng randomly set a time.
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