Zhang Xiao shook her head: No.
Because I can't dissect myself, and I have no way to record data...
She thought for a moment: But I will train my assistant, and then let her dissect me and give her as much advice as possible before I die.
This woman is either a very thoughtful person, or...just crazy.
But the former...doesn't seem to be the case.
How can there be such a weird person!
What if I disagree?
Wang Ye looked at Zhang Xiao with icy eyes.
Zhang Xiao scratched her messy hair, a little tangled: I don't know what to do either, so I want you to make the conditions...
...
Crazy woman number two!
Wang Ye hesitated to label Zhang Xiao as this, and looked strangely at Zhou Han beside him with a smile on her face.
Why do I only meet a group of monsters.
It's because I came into contact with a plant that I awakened, not because of my body.
He didn't say gloves, but changed it to plants. Because it was hard for him to explain why the gloves were fused into his body.
Plants? Where, what does it look like, is there any left?
Zhang Xiao's eyes suddenly lit up, and her speech speed increased significantly!
It's gone, just one, goodbye.
Wang Ye realized that in the face of this madwoman, the best way was to leave decisively.
With that said, he didn't even have the patience to respond to Zhang Xiao, turned and disappeared into the crowd.
Zhou Han looked curiously at Zhang Xiao, then at Wang Ye's departing figure, and laughed softly behind her hand.
Plants!
Why is there such a plant.
It shouldn't be...
Wang Ye...Wang Ye?
Zhang Xiao seemed to have gone mad, murmuring to herself incessantly, suddenly thinking of something, wanting to confirm with Wang Ye, but found that Wang Ye had already left.
No, I have to find Wang Ye...
With that said, Zhang Xiao turned around and went to Wang Ye's house.
Behind her, a woman who had remained silent sighed slightly: Dr. Zhang, I suggest you go back to the lab first, otherwise Wang Ye will be annoyed and won't say anything then.
Oh.
Zhang Xiao nodded disappointedly, scratched her messy hair, and returned to the headquarters disappointed...
Back home, Wang Ye breathed a long sigh of relief.
Zhou Han leaned against the door of Wang Ye's house, looking at Wang Ye, her face full of ridicule.
Now there's one more who wants to dissect you.
As she spoke, Zhou Han's eyes drifted, constantly scanning Wang Ye's body.
Wang Ye glanced coldly at Zhou Han without saying a word, but had Xiaosi close the door.
Outside the door, Zhou Han's smile grew thicker and thicker, and it was a long time before she slowly left.
The suburb cemetery.
Li Hongtian's figure appeared silently, looked warily at the entrance, found no old man's figure, breathed a sigh of relief, and walked in.
Walking in familiarly, it was obvious that Li Hongtian was not here for the first time...
Looking at the cracked tombstone of Grave No. 6, Li Hongtian's expression was solemn, and it took him a long time to take off his backpack.
Then, he took out piece after piece of bloody flesh from his backpack and silently placed it in front of Grave No. 5.
Grave No. 5 trembled slightly, the flesh dried up at an extremely fast speed, soon dried, and completely disappeared into the air with the light wind.
Then, a faint black mist floated out of the cracks in the tombstone.
Li Hongtian's eyes flashed with joy under his gold-rimmed glasses, inhaling vigorously.
The black mist slowly entered his body along Li Hongtian's nostrils, his complexion gradually turned pale, and his body trembled slightly.
After a long time...
The black mist disappeared.
And Li Hongtian's complexion gradually turned ruddy again.
Clenching his fist hard and feeling the changes in his body, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Li Hongtian's mouth. He skillfully wiped the blood stains in front of the tomb, put on his backpack, and left.
As if nothing had happened.
It's just that the cracks in Gravestone No. 5 seemed to have grown a little bigger.
Night.
Sitting on the newly bought sofa, Wang Ye held a withered fruit in his hand, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
This was what he touched on the corpse of the owner of Grave No. 6.
And the owner of Grave No. 6 was suspected to have been killed by Xiaosi.
But this was questioned by Wang Ye. Because of the missing internal organs.
Unless the internal organs were eaten by Xiaosi, or stuffed into the body, it was hard to explain otherwise. But after Xiaosi came back, Wang Ye observed that there was no blood on her body.
This made Wang Ye always doubt this matter.
Unless at that time in the suburb cemetery, there was a third person.
But for some reason, although the internal organs were removed, the fruit was left behind.
Wang Ye checked all the information files in his authority, but found no record of this fruit.
But whenever he held this fruit, his body would have a strong desire.
Eat it!
This desire kept eroding Wang Ye's brain.
It also made him more cautious.
There was only one fruit, it would be a pity to let Zhou Han try it.
Wang Ye muttered to himself.
Then he silently looked at Xiaosi.
Pondering, Wang Ye got up and walked to the numb Xiaosi, and gently brought the fruit to Xiaosi's mouth.
Xiaosi still had a stiff expression and did not move at all.
Won't resist?
Wang Ye's eyes flickered as he muttered thoughtfully.
Feeling the strong desire within himself, Wang Ye took a deep breath and regained his composure.
Night...
Gradually deepened.
Wang Ye looked at the fruit in front of him, not knowing how long he had been silent.
In his previous life, others said he was a gambler, a mad gambler...
That was because besides his life, he had nothing else. To live, to live better, he had no choice but to gamble his life.
Including this life...
When he first reborn in school, he could still take steps that might lead to hell with a 50% chance of survival.
But I don't know when...
He seemed to be afraid, seemed to cherish his life.
Perhaps it was because he owned the post office? Or was it because he awakened his superpowers?
Unknowingly, he seemed to have...faded away the rogue temperament in his bones.
Including now, holding a fruit that could potentially enhance his strength, but could also kill him.
He hesitated for so long.
In his previous life, he should have eaten it without hesitation, right?
No matter if there was only a 1% chance that it could enhance his strength.
But...is his life really worth money now?
The terrifying severed hand, the mysterious old man, the five awakeners in the wasteland, and the existence in his room that looked exactly like him.
After all, he was still just a worthless life.
In this damned world, on the verge of entering the second eternal night, being timid would still not escape death.
Rather than dying silently in paranormal events, it's better...
To fight his own way out!
What the so-called Ghost King, he preferred the previous title.
Gambler!
At some point, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Wang Ye's mouth. Without hesitation, he put the mysterious fruit into his mouth.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
