On the way with the troops, Wang Ling picked up several materials from the ground and placed them in a backpack that they picked up at random.

"What are you doing for picking up these metals?" Ren Xiaowan asked curiously.

"Exercise and deal with bugs."

Ren Xiaowan believed this strange return, and picked up some metal from the ground from time to time on the road and handed it to Wang Ling.

"Okay, enough, thank you." In the end, Wang Ling felt that it was a bit too much, and he avoided too much attention and stopped Ren Xiaowan's kind behavior in a timely manner.

In fact, the reason why Wang Ling collected these metals was to be familiar with the indescribable magical energy in his body. After several battles, he found that this energy that was not in time and in time would usually appear when he was in danger and extremely nervous. So he walked while thinking about the terrible bugs he saw, and the dead people killed by the bugs. As he thought about it, his body shivered, and his whole body began to become nervous, and then the energy began to appear.

Here comes!

Wang Ling felt a slight human in his body. This sudden slight heat dryness seemed to exist in every corner of his body, but it was the strongest among his arms. Then this force rushed towards his hands along his arms, as if there was an outlet for them to vent. At this time, he was holding a small piece of iron in his hand.

Cruff, slightly curling sound. Under the blessing of this mysterious force, the iron block in his hand was changing, and the hard metal was softening, just like a biscuit running into the water. Finally, under the blessing of this force, the originally regular small rectangular iron block turned into a ball of irregular objects, just like a pile of waste paper.

Effective!

While no one was paying attention, Wang Ling took a look, threw a ball of scrap iron on the ground, and then quickly held an iron rod more than ten centimeters long in his hand.

As they followed the troops to evacuate, planes flew past the sky from time to time, guns and cannons behind them flew. Teams of soldiers and cars passed by them, running towards Nanhe where they fled. Everything that happened in front of them seemed like a world war had occurred.

"Hey, buddy, what's the short stick on your right?" A guy asked curiously. In fact, his real purpose was to get close to Ren Xiaowan next to Wang Ling, the unforgettable woman. In this panicked city, there was such a beautiful flower blooming, which made people feel a lot of hopelessness and panic.

“Exercise the strength of your wrists and the flexibility of your fingers.”

"All this is OK?" The man was stunned after hearing this.

"Um!"

Although the man in front of him was talking to him, he actually looked at Ren Xiaowan beside him. Wang Ling knew what he was going to do. He was not the first or the last. He did not talk nonsense to him, but continued to touch the iron stick in his hand.

He was still using the iron stick in his hand to exercise his mastery of the power in his body. By absorbing the mysterious crystals from the monster insect's body, he found that not only his physical fitness has been greatly improved, but it seems that the mysterious power in his body has also been greatly enhanced. If it were in the usual peaceful and prosperous times, even if he had such power, he would never have been like this. At that time, this was a time of crisis and turmoil. From time to time, there might be insects launching fatal attacks around him, forcing him to master the power as soon as possible, which could protect himself and survive for a little longer.

This power seems to be able to soften hard matter and play a weakening role. Through intermittent exploration and use of previous battles, Wang Ling vaguely realized the real effect of this ability.

However, due to the short time, he was not very skilled in controlling the mysterious abilities he possessed. At the same time, he also discovered the biggest disadvantage of this ability at present, that is, it must be directly in contact with objects to play a role and to achieve a weakening effect. This makes him think that if he wants to use this ability to kill insects that threaten him, he must approach them and contact their bodies, and there is no doubt that this is very dangerous or even fatal.

If this force can be transmitted along the object, then he will not have to take such great danger. In fact, Wang Ling is experimenting with the short stick in his hand, but the effect is very unsatisfactory. Although his perception of the mysterious ability in his body is becoming clearer, he also found through perception that this force acts on the iron stick in the first time through his palm. In fact, the iron stick in his hand is already very soft, like a noodle that has passed through water.

"Hi, beauty, let me introduce myself. My name is Chen Zheng, from Jeju. I don't have any other skills. I have practiced two skills, karate black belt three stages, Taekwondo black belt five stages..."

There was a guy licking his face and showing kindness on the side, which made Wang Ling feel as if an annoying fly was flying and just wanted to slap him to death!

"Brother, there is a blood-sucking monster behind you, lying on your shoulder." Wang Ling pointed at Chen Zheng's back and said in panic.

"Where, where, save me!" Chen Zheng, who had just turned himself into a martial arts genius and a master of humanity, looked pale and frightened, and dared not move, shouting loudly.

"Quiet!" The warrior on the side glared at him and whispered.

"Comrade, save me."

"You are sick!" the soldier said with a cold face.

"He lied to you." A middle-aged man reminded him.

"You..." Chen Zheng pointed at Wang Ling, and was so angry that he couldn't speak for a moment.

With this virtue, he was also a karate black belt and a taekwondo black belt. Wang Ling ignored his anger and took two steps forward, threw him behind him, and at the same time threw the iron rod in his hand on the ground. He was in a hurry and was panic. No one noticed that the iron rod he threw down had been twisted like a twist, as if it was not a hard iron rod at all, but a candy.
Chapter completed!