I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

The next day, eight o'clock.

"The goddess of joy is holy and beautiful, shining brightly on the earth..."

Without drawing the curtains, Lu Jian opened his eyes amidst the singing of Ode to Joy.

He slept soundly that night.

It makes sense.

For an ordinary person who usually works and rests regularly and does not leave troubles and fatigue for the next day, experiencing several hours of intense and exciting adventures in a foreign land will cause great damage to the body.

However, Lu Jian was not lazy and sat up directly.

As soon as he got up, he felt something was wrong.

Moving his body, Lu Yi felt as if he was born again.

He looked at his left arm, where he had been bitten by the Ratman's fine teeth last night, and the bandage there was itchy, making one want to scratch it.

"Is it tetanus?"

Lu Juan took off the bandage curiously, but there was no rotten and mutated flesh and blood in front of him.

The wound has healed.

Those wounds that were bitten by fangs and grew vegetation, basically only scabs remained at this moment, and those who were more cruel could be torn off directly, and there was only a new layer of skin.

Lu Jian didn't feel anything wrong at all.

But he can be sure that there is nothing abnormal about his body, not the kind of physique with amazing resilience, it will hurt for a while even if he is punched.

In other words, the current Lu Jian has a big problem.

He pondered for a while, and finally his eyes fell on the quilt.

The simple and plain lines on the quilt are rearranged and combined to form the systematic and cold words.

[Skill: Photosynthesis]

This is the skill that Lu Jian acquired after completing the task. At first glance, he didn't see any clues. He was too tired last night, so he didn't test it immediately.

Now Lu Jian knows what is the use of this skill.

Simply put, it is photosynthesis.

Lu Jian came to the balcony, the balcony on the 13th floor was big enough to receive the summer sun, and the warm light fell on Lu Jian's body, which made him feel extremely comfortable.

Moreover, Lu Yi could feel that his body was producing energy, and even if he skipped breakfast, his hunger was slowly disappearing.

And the wound was even worse. After being irradiated with more intense sunlight, it gave off a burst of itching. Lu Juan tore off the dead skin and scars on it, and the skin underneath had grown healed.

He saw his arm, and there seemed to be something swimming in his veins, just like those wriggling vines in the grass last night, but these things brought Lu Lian comfort and peace of mind.

"..."

Lu Yi took out his mobile phone and looked in the mirror in selfie mode.

"Fortunately, the hair didn't turn green."

he sighed.

This photosynthesis skill is to enable Lu Yi to perform photosynthesis.

As long as it is exposed to the sun, it can convert the solar energy into the energy needed by its own body. If Lu Lian is thrown on a deserted island to survive, he can produce and sell it himself without eating any strange things.

Moreover, just like plants will quickly repair themselves after being cut, the small wounds on Lu Lian's body will also heal quickly under the light.

In order to verify this, Lu Yi took out a kitchen knife from the kitchen, went to the balcony, and gently swiped at his left ring finger.

Blood seeped out and dripped on the ground.

Lu Jian saw that there seemed to be some insect-like things coming out of the wound and then retracting. With the sunlight, the hole was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He strikes again.

After repeating it three times, Lu Jian came to the above conclusion.

"Since it is photosynthesis, if fertilization is applied, will it grow better?"

Lu Yi came up with the idea of ​​buying Jinkela online.

But he thought about it again, the excrement after his digestion is actually rich in ammonia and nitrogen.

Maybe the body can adjust itself and absorb the nitrogen, phosphorus and potassium in these things repeatedly to nourish itself.

"Those cultivators in the novel don't need to eat or excrete to a certain extent. In other words, they may also have mastered photosynthesis."

Lu Yi was mainly curious about his own changes.

"Should I count... a vegetable now?"

While muttering to himself, he heard his doorbell ring.

"Who?"

Lu Jian walked to the door and looked towards the cat's eyes.

A bloodshot eye peered at him from beyond the cat's.

Lu tripped slightly away from the cat's eyes.

"That's weird...take another look."

He took another look and found two policemen in police uniforms standing at the door.

Lu Jian hurriedly opened the door.

When the two policemen saw Lu trip open the door, they were about to speak when they saw the kitchen knife in Lu trip's hand.

"You put down the knife first."

A policeman took half a step back and touched the communicator on his waist.

"Oh, sorry."

Lu Jian put the kitchen knife on the table.

"We got a call saying that someone here is self-harming on the balcony...can we come in?"

The police comrade asked.

It seems that when Lu Jian was basking in the sun and photosynthesizing on the balcony, he was seen by the neighbors across the street before calling the police.

"Yes, yes, please come in, please come in."

Seeing this harmonious and friendly neighborhood relationship, Lu Jian was very moved.

After getting permission, another policeman walked into Lu Jian's house and looked around.

"No, I just scratched my fingers with a knife to see."

Lu Jian told the truth.

The movements of the two police officers froze.

They looked at each other and looked at Lu Jian warily.

"This will hurt yourself. Do you have any appeal? Show me your wound."

A policeman asked and asked Lu Jian to reach out.

Lu Jian stretched out his two hands, palms spread out.

The police inspected it carefully, but found no wounds.

They looked at Lu Jian suspiciously.

At this time, one of the policemen seemed to think of something, looked carefully at Lu Jian, checked the house number, took out the police officer to check, and then gave his companion a look.

"Since there is nothing wrong, that's good. We'll go back first. Remember, if you have any difficulties, call the police."

The two left Lu Jian's house, instead of taking the elevator, they came to the corner.

"What's wrong?"

The alerted policeman was a little confused.

"Do you still remember the dangerous person report before, the one linked to the hospital's psychiatric department?"

His companion took out the police pass and showed Lu Jian's photo and related instructions.

"...severe paranoia, paranoid persecution, schizophrenia, extremely dangerous!"

Looking at the above description, the two became a little nervous.

"I took a look just now. There is no scar on his palm. He is definitely not self-harming with a kitchen knife."

"Yes, and I found that his room is very clean, even under the bed. Most people can clean under the bed. There must be a reason for the serious cleanliness. Either it is psychological trauma, or it is to cover up something."

"The way he holds the knife is very skilled, and it is backhanded. This is not a posture of cutting vegetables, but more like attacking people."

"I seemed to see a lot of hair in his bathroom sink just now. Judging from the length of the hair, it doesn't look like his own, but a girl's."

"I always feel that there is another person in the room, and I can't say why, it's just pure intuition."

"There was a crowbar in the corner of the bedroom with a dark red stain on it, possibly clotted blood."

The two talked to each other in a low voice.

At this time, one of the policemen suddenly saw Lu Jian standing at the stairs behind his colleague.

He also had a police cap in his hand.

"You forgot your hats."

Lu Jian handed them the police cap and showed a warm smile before turning and leaving.

"..."

The two police officers looked at each other in blank dismay, their hearts full of turmoil.

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