Dimensional Eroders

　　 It was late at night when he returned to the camp. Bailang was not in a hurry to rest, but was full of thoughts to check his own state.

　　In the critical moment of the battle, he accidentally used another demihuman ability. Although it was short-lived, it managed to reverse the situation.

　　 Looking at the personal panel again, it really changed: [Black Ghost/IBM Particle: 73 (+20)%, awakening. 】

　　...

　　IBM is a special power that comes with blood, just like the unique ‘blood energy’ of blood. And his IBM particles theoretically do not need to be practiced, as long as they die, they will be given for nothing! ’

　　 But this is not the only way for IBM. The increase of one's own spirit can obtain additional ‘IBM particles’. This is the same as Faye's "point of spirit, long blue bar". In the future, maybe it can be increased through ‘cultivation’?

　　 My own IBM has already begun to nurture because it broke the 90% threshold. That group of twisted and unstable ‘funny humanoid’ is the prototype of the ghost; it is almost the same thing as the ‘substitute’ of a stand-in messenger, the manifestation of its own mental image.

　　 But the ‘black ghost’ is more limited, often in human form, lacking the unique rule ability of ‘substitute’, but possessing powerful destructive power.

　　...

　　 After careful inspection, Bai Lang figured out the cause.

　　Different from normal demihumans, he has an additional ‘ability bar’, which is a strengthening system that goes hand in hand with the ‘blood line’, regardless of high or low. The consolidation of the four abilities is equivalent to continuously strengthening his foundation as a "human" in nature, and in turn promotes the early awakening of the "ghost".

　　Because of his own blood, Bailang clearly felt that as long as he solidified the fifth ability, he would be able to completely awaken the black ghost. And there is a huge difference with those ordinary IBM, it is bound to be more powerful!

　　 "After the return, the curing ability will be emptied, and you must have IBM before leaving! This will become the trump card for the next round of tasks."

　　 He made up his mind to solidify the fifth ability as soon as possible, and then pretend to be a double messenger!

　　...

　　 After this recast, although the Frostwolf Totem was sealed, this power did not disappear.

After 　　 is solidified, the ‘totem’ has been integrated into the origin of this body. Just because the level is too low, this power cannot be guided after the tattoo disappears. The power of totem has not been eliminated.

　　 If this is just an ordinary skill that is temporarily mastered, then it will evaporate once if you hang it; you need krypton gold to buy a new one, and then hang and exchange it again. Sounds good?

　　...

　　 Washed up, Bai Lang came to Room 04 on the fourth floor and saw the old doctor on night shift.

　　 "Why are you here again? Seeing your healthy limbs, is it for the after-sales service of the Sinking Demon?" The old man yawned and slouched, mistakenly thinking that a hidden danger in Fugui Wan broke out and Bailang was here to find trouble.

　　 then evaded: "Young man, you have missed the ‘three-day’ warranty period. I can provide a ‘6-fold return for repair’ service at most."

　　 "I'm not here for this? I have important things to do with you."

　　 The old doctor breathed a sigh of relief, and his attitude immediately improved: "Then tell me."

Bai Lang took out the'scroll of oath', held a'screwdriver' in his other hand, and said, "I need a medical device, but the specifics are still uncertain. So you should provide as much as possible, the more the better. Hmm...don't be too bulky!"

　　 The old man looked incomprehensible: "What the **** are you doing? What are you holding in your hand?"

　　 "I got a magic scroll that can give this screwdriver mysterious power..." Bailang briefly explained a few words, and hoped that the old man could give him some enlightenment.

　　 As a result, the old man buckled his nostrils and rolled his eyes, muttering: "Weird!"

　　 "Here, come and find it yourself! What you want is in these drawers."

　　 After saying this, he got up and stepped aside, letting Bailang sit on his chair.

　　...

　　 Pulled open the old Necromancer's drawer, which was filled with rusty scalpels, small scissors, tweezers...small hand saws, pipe wrenches, wrenches...angle grinders and other tools. In the other drawer, in addition to the XX magazines many years ago, there are art works such as blowballs, tails, electric shock sticks, double-headed root grabbing...

　　 Bai Lang looked dumbfounded, and questioned: "These are all medical appliances?"

"Otherwise, what else can it be?" The old man rolled his eyes and asked inexplicably, "Can you find anything other than'medical equipment' in a hospital ward? You know that many patients are difficult to tell. Is it my hidden illness? You don’t think that these are all my personal belongings?"

　　 "I..." Bai Lang opened his mouth and was speechless. The public ones are even more of my time!

　　...

　　 He kept grabbing the same and the same equipment, and the "vow" in the other hand also sent different fluctuations in response. Those with low affinity are naturally indifferent; those with a high probability of fusion will take the initiative to remind Bailang not to miss it.

　　 Finally, in front of him were several small ‘medical instruments’ such as syringes and electric shock sticks.

"Boy, you mean you can incorporate the'characteristics' of these devices into your'screwdriver'?" The old doctor was full of disbelief, and then grabbed the'double-headed grasping roots' and urged: "Why not choose it? Maybe it can evolve into a gynecological artifact! From then on to join the ranks of the'sage hand of medicine'! A veritable'sage hand'."

　　 Bai Lang was too lazy to talk to him, and finally hesitated between the "syringe" and the "electric shock stick"...

　　 "I am more inclined to ‘syringes’!"

　　At this time, the old man interrupted again: "If it is just for current paralysis, there are not many equipment with similar effects. Don't you think it is funny if you go to fight with a small screwdriver?"

　　 What the old man said this time makes sense. If the ‘screwdriver’ is strengthened into a weapon, it must be the most garbage of its kind. Is it short and detailed?

　　 So Bailang grabbed the syringe and put it on the vow together with the screwdriver.

　　 The light of magic entangled the two, and finally merged slowly into one.

　　...

　　【You got magic equipment: Bloodthirsty-Screwdriver. Blue quality. Special effects: forced bloodletting, quantitative blood sucking, and designated injection. 】

　　【This is a screwdriver with a medical effect. It incorporates the structure of the syringe and strengthens the special effects of ‘blood flow is not stopped’. The grip has a mechanism and can adjust the scale; when the screwdriver pierces the target body, it will perform designated blood sucking and draw vitality; the grip has a fresh-keeping function, UU reading www. uukanshu.com can selectively inject blood into the target body for blood recovery treatment. 】

　　 [Remarks: The wonderful use of it is one-minded. A "mysterious witch doctor prop" that combines torture, torture, bloodsucking, and healing. 】

　　...

　　 "Good baby!"

　　 holds the white waves of "Bloodthirsty" in his hand. With it, it is equivalent to carrying a blood bottle with him. You can draw blood to reserve in advance, stab yourself at a critical moment, or use it to save the dead and stab others.

　　 "Come and play with me." The old man asked curiously, then borrowed a rabbit from next door, threw it on the table and said: "Come, try it!"

　　 Bailang twisted the handle scale, from 1 to 5, chose 2 and then pierced into the rabbit body, and a blood line on the handle began to rise slowly. The two people waited for five minutes. The rabbit went from violently convulsing to giving up struggling, looking at them with despair, the handle was not full yet.

　　 "This is a bit slow! Also, this rabbit is almost deflated." The old man despised.

　　 Bai Lang sullenly did not answer.

　　 After the screwdriver was finally full, he poked the rabbit again and chose to inject it. As a result, the rabbit was dying for a while, and the rabbit, which was only half a step away from death, expanded again, but it was obviously not as big as before.

　　 Although it continued for a wave, the breath was obviously weak, and it didn’t take a long time...

　　 "The conversion rate of your screwdriver is not high enough. After sucking most of your life, you can only feed back +10min?" The old man is completely disinterested in'Bloodthirsty'.

　　 "I haven't figured out the principle yet, it shouldn't be so bad."

　　 Bai Lang looked tangled, this thing is blue equipment, the effect is too bad. But converted to +600s, it barely comforted his injured heart.

　　 took the bloodthirsty back to his residence, he began to organize his equipment and prepare for the final ‘side mission’.