I don't want to work hard after I've fallen into an ancient god

own energy.

Ji Xuewen glanced at it from time to time, and it was visible to the naked eye that the energy value had skipped the value of 24000, and he was rushing all the way up.

At this point, Ji Xuewen has determined that the problem lies with himself and has nothing to do with the instrument.

He pondered for a long time why this happened, and finally came up with a possibility——

In addition to using energy liquid, the rest of the awakened people can rely on their own cultivation and rest to replenish their abilities. Since others can, there is no reason why he can't.

The reason why he didn't feel it before was probably because his body was absorbed by the heart of the ancient god just after accumulating a little strength.

But this time, the ancient god heart was told in advance by him, and he was very obedient and did not touch the energy in his body. Therefore, in the past two days, the energy naturally absorbed and accumulated by the body was not swallowed, but was preserved. were tested together.

Thinking of this possibility, Ji Xuewen didn't know what to say, and he didn't know what the ancient god's heart was absorbing so much energy for, and he was also tortured to death.

For this new discovery, the only benefit that Ji Xuewen thought of was that at least after he recorded the melody every day, he no longer needed to pay for spiritual liquid to replenish his energy, and basic self-sufficiency could still be achieved.

Congratulations, I don't have to pay to go to work anymore.

Ji Xuewen was thinking depressingly, the Ancient God Heart seemed to realize that it could continue to eat, and couldn't help reminding: [Hungry...]

Ji Xuewen said unhappily: [Eat it, eat it, but don't eat it all, it will make me hungry. ]

After getting the permission, Ji Xuewen instantly felt the energy in his whole body pouring towards the heart, and his limbs felt sore and weak unconsciously.

The heart was absorbing energy crazily, just like a starving ghost. Ji Xuewen gritted her teeth and endured the sudden weakness and discomfort. Fortunately, the heart really listened to him, and stopped when he was about to exhaustion, leaving behind Ji Xuewen was so hungry that he almost lost his basic energy.

Although the heart stopped absorbing energy, it was not insufficient. Ji Xuewen even felt impatience from the usual flat and boring narration.

[Not enough, not enough... not enough. ]

Still close?What do you mean, it means that if you add a little more energy, the heart will be full?

Ji Xuewen tried to ask in consciousness, but the narration voice did not answer, but kept repeating: [It's almost...]

Ji Xuewen gritted her teeth, opened another tube of psychic liquid and drank it, phantom threads spewed out, diluting the remaining liquid on the tube wall, but it was still not enough.

[It's still a little bit...]

Ji Xuewen's complexion changed. It was a little bit worse just now, and now it's a little bit worse. After another drink, will it become a little bit worse again?

You think you are pinning Xixi, dot dots endlessly.

Although Ji Xuewen complained, she still removed another tube of spiritual liquid, and said coldly in her consciousness: [The last tube is enough, enough is enough, not enough is gone. ]

The voice of the narrator ignored him, and quickly swallowed up the spiritual liquid.

[enough. ]

The ancient god said when his heart had absorbed about half of it, but the act of absorbing energy was still going on, and it was enough to leave Ji Xuewen with enough energy to keep his stomach full before stopping.

Ji Xuewen was very dissatisfied with this, and didn't settle the score with the heart consciousness for a while. He was thinking about the content of the narration voice, and it said 'enough', and then what?

At this time, he suddenly became unstable for a while, and swayed in place a few times.

Ji Xuewen was startled, and then found that the furnishings in the room were tilted, and the standing suitcases had fallen down, and immediately realized that it was not she who was shaking, but the building and the land.