My ability is immortal

Chapter 39 Cloth 1 Cover, Coffin 1 Cover...

Chapter 39 Cloth cover, coffin cover...

Some people are still alive, but he looks dead.

Zhao Dayong is like this at this time.

Ever since he came out of the bronze man formation, he has been lying flat on the concrete floor, motionless for more than ten seconds, as if walking peacefully.

According to experience, at this time, once the cloth is covered, the cart is pulled, the coffin is covered, the table is set, and the food is served, the feast is almost ready.

Such a tragic situation really shocked many timid students, their faces turned blue from fright, and they dared not look over there again.

They were worried that Han Mu would use excessive punishment this time and give him...

It's terrible!

Although the other students felt that this was unlikely, seeing Zhao Dayong not moving for so long, they became more and more panicked and began to guess over there.

No way?No way?Wouldn't it be true that the Minister of the Ministry of Justice tortured people to death?
That's big news...

Everyone was panicked, seeing this, few people dared to go there, only dared to whisper to each other:

"No way? Zhao Dayong won't..."

"Shouldn't it be possible? No matter how bold Han Mu is, he wouldn't dare to do that kind of thing!"

"Yes, of course I believe he wouldn't dare. But the problem is that Han Mu's ability has just awakened, and it's possible that he can't control it well..."

"Hiss...don't talk nonsense, let's take a look."

"Although this is a torture tool, it's not a dog's head, shouldn't it be?"

"..."

There was a lot of discussion, among the crowd, only Han Mu and Ye Chen remained calm, as if nothing had happened.

Oh, of course, Ye Chen's expression couldn't be seen, because he found a tricky angle with his back facing everyone.

Even Zhang Ping, who was practicing the actual combat with his classmates, walked to Han Mu's side when he saw the movement here, and asked a little worriedly:

"Han Mu, is he... all right?"

Han Mu shook his head: "It's okay, he just has a special physique. At this time, his body has reached its limit and he needs a little time to slow down."

"I can rest assured that."

Zhang Ping felt relieved, and just turned around to go back to practice those little brats, then turned back again, showing hesitation, and said after deliberation:
"That...Han Mu, although your ability can be stuck at everyone's limit to maximize efficiency. But sometimes, you can take it in a little bit, so...it won't be so scary."

He was thinking of Han Mu and those classmates.

Hearing this, Han Mu smiled, nodded and agreed with a smile: "Good teacher, I will definitely do it next time!"

Zhang Ping: "..."

But he didn't say anything, he just patted Han Mu on the shoulder, turned around and walked back.

At this time, Han Mu also looked around, with a smile on his face, and said loudly:

"Students, don't worry, Zhao Dayong is fine. It's just that his flaws have been healed, and his body has broken through the limit. Now he needs time to get used to it."

"After a while, he will be more lively than before."

The voice fell, and there was silence all around, no one answered, and no one dared to answer.

Han Mu continued: "Everyone just saw how happy Zhao Dayong was laughing during the healing process, how cool it is!"

"As for me, I have a warm heart, and I am the most willing to help others. So, if there are students who want me to heal, they can ask me to sign up now, and I will serve everyone for free."

"Because I have a limited number of cures per day, first come, first served, no waiting! If you are late, you will have to queue up."

Han Mu finished speaking with a smile, but he didn't say too much to solicit business.

He must always remember that he is the one who heals others, and others need him.

He's "Daddy" and those people should act like grandchildren in front of him.

Han Mu only needs to show that he is willing to heal others, and the rest will be left to Bige.

"If anyone wants to be cured, they can come here now."

At this time, Ye Chen's faint voice also sounded.

He stood side by side with Han Mu, and subconsciously regarded himself as being in the same camp as Han Mu, and spoke for him.

After finishing speaking, Ye Chen sighed inwardly again.

He seems... getting more and more uncontrollable, and he and Han Mu staged a tacit understanding of the Heavenly Emperor and the Heavenly Emperor Sword...

However, even though they finished speaking like this, no one around responded.

The onlookers looked at each other, you looked at me and I looked at you, arching the shoulders of others to let others go up to give away the head, but they themselves did not move forward, and even retreated silently.

At this moment, they had only one idea about Han Mu:
I believe you ghost!You, Minister of the Criminal Ministry, are very bad!
You pointed to a "person who walked peacefully" and told me that the cure was successful?

What is the difference between pointing at a dead body in the morgue and telling me that the operation was successful?
If you can get Zhao Dayong to say a word, I will believe you!
No one wants to become the next Zhao Dayong, and no one wants to hear others pointing at themselves and saying: "The deceased is emotionally stable at present."

Naturally, no one dared to step forward.

Han Mu's ability has gone beyond the scope of causing depression, it's too scary!

After waiting for a while, still no one made a sound.

"Is there no one?"

Ye Chen asked again, shaking his head in disappointment.

Sure enough, the gap between geniuses and mediocrities is greater than the gap between humans and pigs.

With such a good opportunity in front of them, no one wants to grasp these mediocre talents?

It's so useless.

Sure enough, this world still needs him and the Heavenly Emperor to save it...Fuck...Don't think like that anymore, it's not completely sure yet!

Han Mu just smiled and said nothing.

It was so quiet for a while, and suddenly, a scream sounded from the crowd:

"Zhao Dayong moved! He is not dead!"

In addition to being excited, he even shouted out the words in his heart.

This voice made everyone's eyes refocus on the peaceful Zhao Dayong.

Then they saw that Zhao Dayong really moved.

Moreover, it's not as simple as just moving your fingers, but it's like recovering completely in an instant, and the whole person suddenly sits up.

What shocked them even more was:

Zhao Dayong even sat cross-legged and began to practice according to the breathing method.

Judging from its appearance, it seems that it is really like what Han Mu said, after the recovery is fully improved, it takes a while to adapt to the body again.

And he was refreshed, not as dead as he was just now.

"The cure really works!"

Someone whispered, clenched their fists, and watched intently.

They want to see whether Zhao Dayong's rewards match the beating he suffered?
Not worth it?

So, under the fiery red rays of the setting sun, Zhao Dayong sat cross-legged on the ground with his swollen and burly body like a hill, solemnly closing his eyes to practice.

Everyone looked at him.

After a while, they suddenly and clearly felt:
A fairly strong wave of spiritual power came from Zhao Dayong's body, the spiritual power surged for a few seconds, and then gradually disappeared.

"This is?"

Everyone was shocked, this feeling... they seem to be very familiar?
At this time, Zhao Dayong also opened his eyes suddenly, and from his mouth, which was swollen like a sausage, there was another burst of excited and rampant laughter:

"Hahaha, I broke through! I broke through!"

(End of this chapter)

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