Ying Yi carried a black whistle stick with a thick wrist, and a huge wild boar under his armpit, squeezed out of the wrinkled bush.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In order to hunt wild animals, Ying Yi entered the mountain yesterday and only came out now. Even though he is strong, he is still very tired.

Standing by the hillside by the forest, looking out, the dry stream at the foot of the mountain looked like a broken linen strap, winding to the end on the desolate land. Outside the several mountain buns, a village appeared and a yellow forest.

Ying Yi took a breath, put the wild boar at his feet, and rested with a whistle stick.

Ying Yi was eight feet tall and burly. His face was tough, his eyebrows were thick, and his eyes were extremely energetic, which faintly shone with piercing light. The short beards under the corners of the mouth and jaw were like steel needles, filling with a very heavy macho atmosphere.

He was wearing a short linen jacket and under his feet was a pair of straw sandals that were almost scattered.

Ying Yi was a little sorry for raising his foot and throwing off his straw sandals. This was specially prepared by Zhang's sister-in-law. It was brand new when he entered the mountain yesterday.

"I gave this wild boar half a piece to Brother Zhang's family. If it weren't for the kind-hearted couple, I would have starved to death."

Thinking of this in my heart, Ying Yi seemed to hear Xiao Ya's cheers and crisp laughter in his ears.

Thinking of the little girl, Ying Yi couldn't help but smile.

After resting for a few minutes, Ying Yi grabbed a wild boar of three or four hundred kilograms and put it under his armpit, carried the whistle stick on his shoulder, and then took a big strode and walked down the mountain.

"This time I went to the mountain and gained little. I only had hundreds of true spirits, let alone the root nature. Hey... root nature, what is this root nature?"

A light curtain appeared at the corner of his eyes that others could never see, with a few extremely simple lines of data on it.

Ying Yi: Mortal

Physical: 3

True Spirit: 1

Root nature: 0

True Spirit Number: 129

Number of roots: 0

These lines of data, body, true spirit, and root are all followed by a plus sign. Except for the plus sign behind the body, the other two items are gray. The true spirit number can add points to the physical and true spirit terms, but to add root nature, the root number must be.

It has been more than half a year since we came to this time and space last year. Ying Yi doesn’t know what kind of root nature is, and he has never seen it before.

This is a golden finger.

A must-have for time travelers.

Although this golden finger looks a little cold, Ying Yi has already understood the power of it deeply.

When he first came to this world, Ying Yi's physical and true spiritual attributes were both 1. After more than half a year, his physical strength and physical strength increased to 3 after two points, and it has far exceeded the level of ordinary people. Although he only increased 2 points, in fact, his physical strength, physical strength, reaction and other aspects of his body have quadrupled.

In other words, every time a little attribute is added, the actual effect doubles. It seems that three points are actually doubled, and then doubled.

If we had a hundred kilograms of strength at the beginning, it was four hundred now.

Ying Yi himself was a big man, with more than one hundred kilograms of strength, and now he might be close to one ton, or one thousand kilograms. If he hadn't had such confidence, Ying Yi wouldn't dare to enter the mountain alone. It was like when he first arrived, he didn't even dare to stay away from Xiao Wangzhuang at the foot of the mountain.

In the past six months, Ying Yi has gradually adapted to the life of a time traveler. He has already understood the single but powerful function of this golden finger, except for the inconspicuous thing like the roots.

This golden finger comes from a character hidden deep in Ying Yi's mind and can only be seen when he is asleep.

The characters are crooked, like a twisted dragon coiled together, forming an extremely three-dimensional existence. The golden finger is a kind of extension of the characters. Speaking of which, this golden finger is not created by the characters, but is derived from Ying Yi's own ideas.

This is why Ying Yi knew that the golden fingers came from characters.

As a time traveler, the first thing he thinks about is the golden finger. He thought that if there is a golden finger for upgrading, it would be perfect. So...

Although the derived gold fingers are not the kind of experience upgraded, they are almost the same. Anyway, add some points.

The true spirit number used to add points is taken through "killing monsters".

Kill a living creature and you can take the initiative to absorb its true spirit. The stronger the creature, the more true spirits it will absorb. For example, at the beginning, Ying Yi killed a mouse and got the true spirit number zero. Then he added a point and went into the mountain to kill a deer, and got a little true spirit number.

The wild boar he was holding under his armpit should be able to absorb 1.5 or even more true spirit numbers. However, once the true spirit numbers are taken, the consequence is that the corpse will not exist and will directly turn into a handful of ashes. All the essence will be sucked dry in one go.

So his wild boar did not absorb the true spiritual number.

Of course, if you take it now, it won’t work. If the creature dies for more than an hour, you will never be able to take the real spirit number again. This is the conclusion drawn by Ying Yi through experiments.

The first time I added points was a month ago. There was no way, I felt insecure at the beginning of my time travel, and it was far less powerful than now. It seemed a bit difficult to obtain the true spirit number. It was only obtained from small animals such as mice and birds. It only accumulated from 0:00:00 to 1, and only a few months did I accumulate the first increase point.

When the true spirit count reached 10 points, the gray plus sign behind the body lighted up. The second time, I asked for 20 true spirit counts. Now if I want to add points, it is 40 points. Although the harvest this time I went into the mountain was not as big as I imagined, I also accumulated 129 points. According to the rules, I should be able to add twice in a row. But Ying Yi was not impatient and held back.

The addition of points makes Ying Yi look forward and afraid. What he expects is that after the addition of points, he will become stronger and have more survival capital in this time and space. But every time he adds points, he is in pain, just like someone uses a big hammer to beat himself into a paste and reshape it again.

That kind of pain is much more cruel than a woman giving birth to a child.

When adding points, it must be Ying Yi's weakest time. But in the mountains, he dare not.

The mountains and forests of this era are no more than before he traveled through time. Even tigers are there.

Ying Yi looked at the sky: "It's already noon. I'll have a big meal after I go home, and then close the door and add some more."

He had a plan long ago.

Looking at the mountain, the horses died. Before, I looked over the hills, and the village was separated by a few mountain bags. But after Ying Yi crossed these mountain bags, it was already half an hour later.

The village is facing the south of the mountain, and there is a forest in front of the village blocking it. The path is secluded. The village is passing through the woods.

The climate of this era is cruel, and it is already April, but because of the climate and rain, the woods seem extremely declining. Ying Yi is already commonplace. He jumped down the mountain bag lightly, humming an unknown song in his mouth, and was about to walk towards the woods, suddenly he stopped.
Chapter completed!