Lemon Slices

Crossing over to an independent urban world where martial arts and immortal law coexisted, the only thing Lin Shen could rely on was his clone's golden finger.
"Clone cultivation, the host becomes stronger."
"Clone [Pure Flame Body]: Flame attribute techniques cultivation speed +300%, Blazing Flame Palm, Melting Hand, Pure Flame Sword Skill... Any flame attribute techniques at your service. You can become a master in a day!"
"Clone [Natural Daoist Body]: cultivation speed +500%. All martial arts techniques can be understood at first glance, and will be integrated, crushing all geniuses!"
"Clone [Non-self Sword God]: Sword art technique power +200%, sword art technique cultivation speed +200%. No matter how strong you are, I will cut you down with one strike!"
...
"You never know how many clones are trying to cultivate behind the person you are talking to in front of you!"
"What does it have to do with me if my clone did it?"
"Don't try to outnumber me cuz you can't!"

I Have Countless Clones

As soon as he returned home, Lin Shen saw a black shadow pounce on him. He almost subconsciously slapped it with his palm, but he stopped when he saw it was Ai.

Ai grabbed Lin Shen's shirt and looked at him with teary eyes.

"What's wrong?" Lin Shen was confused.

Lin Shen patted his forehead and finally remembered today was the day to give canned cat food to Ai. He immediately took out the can from his storage jade plate.

The pile of cans in front of her made Ai's resentment turn into joy. She immediately pried open a can with her claws and ate it.

"How many days have you been hungry? Why are you eating so quickly?" Lin Shen asked curiously.

Speaking of this, Ai suddenly became teary-eyed again.

The Benefits of Strength