"Pay?" Bai Mo, who originally planned to find some experimental materials for hand practice, didn't think of what to say for a while.
The two remained silent like this for half a minute, until the boy in front of him suddenly convulsed and fell to the ground, the pain made his expression twisted.
"Sure enough, it's still too much. An incompetent ordinary person transplants three psychic organs at once. The will of the original body can only temporarily suppress the remaining will of the foreign body. Once it is used again, the rejection reaction will be too serious. Or should I find a stronger experimental material?" Bai Mo had this thought in his mind.
"Wuuuuuu, please, save brother." The little girl with red eyes grabbed the part of the black figure that looked like a thigh, and shook it vigorously.
"Try to see if the medicine is effective first." Bai Mo took out the pills prepared in advance from the box to alleviate the rejection of organ transplantation, and stuffed two pills into the young man's mouth.
The pill seemed to have some effect. Five minutes later, the teenager's expression became calm, and the pain seemed to have eased, and he regained consciousness.
"Well, I have two solutions. The first one is that when today's events have never happened, as long as you don't use those abilities and still live as an ordinary person, the rejection should never happen again. " Bai Mo said in an emotionless tone.
"No!" The young man immediately rejected the proposal, "Sooner or later, those scumbags who have no strength will fall for my sister, and I don't want to live this kind of sleazy life!"
"The second plan." Bai Mo made a cut on his finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, then took out a test tube of psychic liquid from the box, and poured his own drop of blood into it, "Drink Drop it."
"This is...?" The young man hesitated as he looked at the strangely bubbling unknown mixture.
"My blood can suppress them for you for a period of time, not much, maybe only a month or two, after all, it's just a drop of my blood. During this period of time, you need to become strong enough to face the subsequent one-time backlash, This wave of backlash will also combine a little bit of my will. In other words, it will give you an extra month or two to prepare for a bigger gamble. If you win, you will really gain these abilities. If you fail... I don't need to say more."
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"What is the liquid mixed in?"
"Things that can make you stronger quickly, of course, also have a little risk of death." Although the young man couldn't see Bai Mo's face, he could still guess his devilish smile, "There is always such a price to be paid for gaining power .”
"Okay!" The boy took the test tube with bubbles in one hand, and poured it into his mouth in one gulp.
"I hope you can survive, otherwise your lovely sister will belong to me. After all, the materials used on your body are still very expensive, so you have to get something back." Bai Mo picked up the little girl next to him, gently He touched his head lightly.
"You!" The young man who felt cheated was furious for a moment, and lost consciousness again under the influence of the psychic liquid he drank.
Bai Mo casually threw the half-grown boy onto the bed, then put down the little girl in his arms, then took out a book from the box, and read it on his own.
"Oh? Looks like there's something going on." He watched the aura around him suddenly flow crazily around the boy on the bed for several seconds, and felt that it should work.
A few minutes after the aura vortex disappeared, the boy woke up again. Bai Mo glanced at his current state, and unexpectedly became a third-level ability user.
"No matter how you look for any experimental material, you can find the protagonist template. He was born in poverty, but he has a beautiful younger sister, and his luck is beyond heaven. Three of the four psychic organ transplants, and two consecutive variants I have overcome the rejection of the will, and swallowing spiritual liquid, which has a mortality rate of more than 80%, can still be successful. Am I a grandfather who has changed jobs?" Bai Mo looked at this young man whose luck was like cheating, and suddenly remembered reading novels in the past protagonist of the time.
"Are you awake?" He put down the book in his hand and asked the boy.
"Hmm." The young man held his sister tightly like a calf, for fear that the guy in front of him would snatch her away.
"You're lucky." He continued to speak without a trace of emotion.
"What's the meaning?"
"What you drank just now has a mortality rate of more than 80%." Bai Mo didn't bother to hide this matter at all.
"Eighty percent... Are you really planning to let me die?!"
"It's just a bug that can be seen everywhere. It doesn't matter if it's life or death. Even now, it's just a little mouse that can be wiped out."
"You!" The young man blushed, obviously his self-esteem had been severely hit.
"You should think about how to survive after more than a month. Even a ray of my will is enough to kill you now, let alone other wills to help."
"Please, sir, save me!" The young man learned the plots in martial arts novels for the first time, and kowtowed to Bai Mo three times, "I can't die! If my sister dies, she will have no one to take care of her!" Following his elder brother's example, he kowtowed to Bai Mo.
"It's useless for you to break your head. I can only say that within a month, you must step into the fifth level of spirituality and have your own life field, otherwise you will basically die."
"I'll give you another tube of this thing. If you really don't succeed, then take another gamble to see if your luck is really that good." He took out another tube of psychic liquid from the box and threw it at A boy kneeling on the ground.
"Thank you!" The young man took the test tube respectfully, "Excuse me, sir, is that the one whose wallet I stole today? I feel a little familiar with this box and your voice."
"Maybe, if you don't move my wallet, all this will not happen. Your name?"
"My name is Luo Bo, and this is my sister, Luo Li." Luo Bo took his sister's hand and walked to Bai Mo.
"Are you afraid that I will take her away now?"
"Do you really have such thoughts that I can resist?"
"The four psychic organs used on you tonight are worth one million yuan each, and the tube in your hand costs about half a million yuan. That drop of my blood is considered a gift for you. , not counting my work expenses, it adds up to five million, and I can pay it back when I have time."
Bai Mo suddenly gave such a statistic, and Rob was stunned.
"Sir, how should I pay back..."
"Wait until you are eligible to come into contact with my world alive, then you can consider paying back."
"Thank you!" Robb bowed sincerely.
"Finally, I'll sell you something." Bai Mo took out a tube of breakthrough potion that he left as a sample from the box, and gently threw it to Luo Bo, "This bottle is worth three million, and the account is also recorded in the previous account." Go up."
After he finished saying this, he carried the box, and disappeared into the night in a flash. Everything seemed to have never happened. Only after the boy clenched his fists, the sparks flickering faintly proved that all this was not Dream.
"Huang Biao! You bastard, you beat me so hard, and you still want to hurt my sister. It's time to settle the score." Luo Bo looked in the direction of the back room.