A picture of a revolving lantern appeared in front of the blonde girl's eyes. Her life unfolded like a picture scroll, passing quickly in front of her eyes.
Then, she discovered something very serious.
Looking back, her life was nothing short of tragic.
Since she was sensible, she has lived alone in a strange room and was taught all kinds of mechanical transformation knowledge.
Then, there is brainwashing education.
Finally, when she was of the right age, she was sent to the operating room to undergo mechanical transformations again and again.
It's a pity that she was over-brainwashed and naively thought that mechanical transformation was a very interesting thing.
But in fact, there are many inconvenient places after mechanical transformation.
For example, her height is a big issue.
After the transformation, she did not grow taller for several years. Now, if she wants to reach a high table, she has to tiptoe... And, if nothing else, she will have to tiptoe to reach a high table for the rest of her life.
Later, after finally escaping, he had to worry about being hunted by invisible soldiers from the Science Department.
Finally, I came to a restaurant and met a seemingly reliable, mature, and powerful uncle of the store manager.
When she finally encouraged herself to choose to trust this uncle... She was killed by the uncle.
In the lower position of the chest cavity, a big hole was stabbed, and blood flowed all over the place!
If she still had any strength now, she really wanted to get up and flipped the table in anger.
Don't do it, she doesn't want such a tragic life.
Even her life cannot be described as 'tragic'.
Tragedy is often literary and artistic, and in some respects, it is still very high and can make people cry. Tragic masters can be passed down through the ages.
And her life should be described as 'abuse master'.
Compared with tragedies, her life is not worth 'tears' at all. I just feel like, ah~ what the hell is this? It doesn't have the effect of stimulating the lacrimal glands at all. Can't you change the trick when you abuse the master
"Aah~~" After screaming, the blond girl fell to the ground.
The 'core reactor' on the chest was pulled out by the uncle of the store manager.
The core reactor itself also has a piece of silk thread, the same thing as the thread is the energy channel, which is the shell of the original 'watermelon big'.
These energy channels extend throughout the mechanically modified parts of the blonde girl's body, and some silk threads are even connected to her body.
But now, these threads were forcibly pulled out by the uncle of the store manager.
It hurts to think about it.
To die, to die.
"Hold the gold coin." At this moment, the gentle voice of the store manager rang in her ear.
At this time, do you want me to hold your coins
"I'll cast a healing spell on you next... If you fail, you'll see a gold coin floating up and down. You don't have to think about anything, just select 'coin toss'," the store manager continued.
While speaking, the store manager's right hand pressed on her body.
A very comfortable energy poured into her body.
Just like a person who has been thirsty for a long time meets nectar, the pain in her body disappears.
Healing
Even such a magical means
So, is there any hope for her to survive
The blonde girl trembled and asked, "The store manager... Can I save you?"
"I don't know, so to be on the safe side, you have to hold the gold coin tightly." Song Shuhang replied softly.
He also wasn't sure if the blond girl would survive if he took out the 'core reactor'.
It would be best if she could survive, first hang her with a healing technique, and then send her to Senior Pharmacist. With the methods of senior pharmacists, there must be a way to cure her.
In case of death, there is a guarantee of resurrection gold coins, and the blonde girl can be resurrected. But whether it is a ten-month resurrection or a ten-year resurrection depends on her luck.
Hearing that Song Shuhang could not guarantee her survival, the blond girl sighed.
"I... and... last words. At least after I die... I want my body... not to be used for research." The blonde girl trembled and said, "Manager, I gave myself a Chinese name, you see' Ling Xiao' what about the name?"
Song Shuhang: "???"
"If you have a name, it's better to erect a tombstone, isn't it? My name must be changed, otherwise I'm afraid that someone will dig the grave. Manager, can you use my Chinese name to erect a tombstone for me?" said the blonde girl.
After several healing techniques, her condition seemed to have improved a lot, and she slipped a lot in her speech.
but…
On the contrary, the breath of life on her body is getting weaker and weaker.
It's a flashback.
"Don't think too much, get ready to put in coins. Remember the statue of Senior White in my shop? Before putting in the coins, recite the statue of Senior White in your mind, and then put in the coins, and you will have good luck." Song Shuhangdao.
The blond girl's wound has only recovered on the surface.
But the internal wounds did not heal.
The blonde girl's voice trembled again: "Store manager, can we... not talk about coins... this topic?"
She found that in the face of death, she had no fear in her heart.
At the beginning, when I thought of my own death, my heart was still very uneasy.
But when the 'healing techniques' of the store manager's uncle came down, not only did she feel no more pain, she was no longer afraid.
And... It was obviously the uncle of the store manager who stabbed a blood hole in her, but she had no intention of hating the store manager at all.
Consciousness is getting more and more confused.
The blond girl clutched the 'resurrection gold coin' tightly with one hand, and quietly grabbed Song Shuhang's clothes with the other hand, and whispered, "Uncle store manager, if I could meet you earlier, how good would it be?"
If she could meet a strong store manager earlier, would her life change
If I can be as powerful as the store manager, how good should it be
Thinking like this, the blond girl's consciousness was completely silent.
At the same time, the resurrection gold coin that she held tightly in her hand radiated light.
Song Shuhang breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the resurrection gold coins take effect.
Next, wait ten months or ten years later, and wait for the blonde girl to come back to life.
Before that, let's bring her into the core world.
Song Shuhang stretched out his hand, and the blond girl and resurrection gold coins were all sent to the room of the 'Winter Palace'.
"Next, there is still this thing to deal with." Song Shuhang grabbed the 'core reactor' and looked up at the sky.
When the blonde girl died, the robbery cloud that was about to descend in the sky stopped and began to dissipate.
The core reactor + the blond girl is equal to a monk of the second Jinsan.
Now, the two are separated, the host's blond girl's life breath disappears, and the catastrophe will naturally dissipate.
"Fortunately, otherwise, if you let the 'core reactor' face the catastrophe directly, you may be split into slag." Song Shuhang said.
As if sensing the death of the blond girl, the energy threads of the core reactor were all gathered up.
In a blink of an eye, it became the size of a watermelon in Song Shuhang's hands.
Even the power that had been guided by Song Shuhang's 'spiritual power' before had regained its restraint.
However, Song Shuhang could sense the powerful power contained in this core reactor.
This power is not weaker than the second golden core in his body.
In other words, if the power in this thing is completely drawn out, is it equivalent to a 'Golden Core Cultivator'
"Let's take it back first, maybe it will come in handy. Senior White should be very interested in this kind of thing that the science department has tinkered with but is completely unscientific." Song Shuhang gently tossed the watermelon-sized 'core reaction' furnace'.
The weight is very light, like a balloon, and it feels like it is going to float when you throw it lightly.
Just when Song Shuhang gently tossed the core reactor, a 'claw' protruded out of the void and directly grabbed the core reactor.
Behind this claw, a long chain is connected.
Song Shuhang quickly reached out and grabbed the core reactor one step ahead. With a thought, it was incorporated into the bracelet.
At the same time, his other hand grabbed the chain attached to the 'claw' and yanked it violently.
In the sky, a layer of glass-like objects seemed to shatter, and a huge disc-shaped aircraft was pulled out by Song Shuhang's brute force.
"Mutant Steel Hand", "Confucian King Kong Body", "Holy Ape Dragon Power Magic", the three body quenching exercises brought Song Shuhang arrogant power.
The craft, previously covered in a glass-like object, had been invisible.
"I found you long ago, sneaking to the side and covering your body with a cover, you really think you are invisible? Do you think the cover on your body is a sheet that 'can sell anything to a big guy'?" Song Shuhang Arm strength.
In the sky, the disc-shaped flying instrument ejected five airflows to resist Song Shuhang's brute force.
However, the flying instrument has increased its power to the maximum, and it is still dragged to the island a little bit.
Snapped!
Finally, the seemingly hard chain broke.
The flying instrument takes the initiative to disconnect the rope, so as to prevent itself from being pulled and falling.
Song Shuhang calmly pulled the chain and slapped the metal claws on it.
The material is good, and under his all-out pull, the claw rope didn't look like it was about to break. Maybe it will come in handy later.
So, Song Shuhang received it in the core world.
Anyway, the core world is so big, there is no place to put it.
Ding~~Ding~~Ding~~
On the flying instrument, there was a rapid alarm sound.
The next moment, the upper folding compartment cover of the flying instrument opened.
One after another figure, drilled out of the flying instrument.
"Kill, kill, kill! Disloyal people... kill, kill! Unfilial people... kill, kill!" Song Shuhang's cell phone rang.
It seems to be dubbing the appearance of these guys.
Song Shuhang opened the phone and found that it was an unfamiliar landline.
"Hey, who is it?" Song Shuhang asked.
Wouldn't it be an advertising campaign
"Shuhang, at your location, there is something approaching." Fairy Puppet's voice came from the phone - she should have used the restaurant's phone: "It may be the 'Heaven and Human Realm' race that your senior Chu said earlier. , you pay attention to avoid it."