I have the fairy medicine book

Chapter 418 On the Basic Qualities of a Senior Otaku
"What?" Wang Yuchuan had the illusion that he was playing a game in a trance. He always wanted to poke his upper left corner to see if a small map popped up.

"Do you have a problem with your comprehension?" Old Jintou yelled at him again, "I feel that what I have said is straightforward enough and easy to understand."

"To be straightforward is to be straightforward, why don't you give me a demonstration?" Wang Yuchuan shrugged: "Imagination is really limited, mark it? Do you think you are playing a web game?"

"Don't tell me, it's a bit like it." The old golden head was very happy, "How about we study how to install WIFI in the bardo? I feel that as long as I have the Internet, I can easily retreat for thousands of years .”

"My old brother, are you retreating? Your simplicity is a nerd."

"What's wrong with the house? Which of the immortal cultivators is not a house boy and a house girl? In the end, didn't they rely on the house boy and house girl to save the world?"

What Lao Jintou said was so reasonable that Wang Yuchuan seriously doubted that his world view was cultivated by watching TV series.

After all, most of the otaku and otaku women are only invincible and unparalleled in the world in dramas.

"Honestly, how many times have you watched the show behind my back?" Wang Yuchuan narrowed his eyes.

"The new episodes are boring. I like to watch the old episodes recently. My favorite is Hayao Miyazaki's works. The style of painting is absolutely perfect."

Lao Jintou said excitedly, as if we are good friends as long as you talk to me about dramas.

Wang Yuchuan was also puzzled, he didn't usually watch fan dramas, when did the old Jintou watch them?
In fact, he had suspected it a long time ago. It has only been two or three years since the old Jintou opened his eyes to see the world. Why does he know some things in this world better than he does.

For example, he didn't know that the World Bank in Sweden could open an anonymous account, and to open an anonymous account also required input of biometric information.

After hesitating for a moment, Wang Yuchuan still asked this question.

Lao Jintou smiled sheepishly: "I always stayed up late to catch up on dramas and research information while you were sleeping. I have to say that it was a very correct decision for you to take the line of Dragon Castle. I will use your identity to I have access to the databases of those animation production companies and found out many works. Let me tell you, Xinghai City Animation Production Company plans to release a work on the cyberpunk theme next year. It is already halfway through production, and the style of painting is still the same as before. Exquisite, the plot is as powerful as ever, and every frame is burning money..."

Wang Yuchuan hastily interrupted him, to be honest, he really didn't realize that Lao Jintou still has this hobby at his age.

"Why don't you take me to the Comic Con next time?" Wang Yuchuan thought of a new word he saw on the Internet before: "What's that called, cover?"

"Hey, I'm not an in-depth otaku, I just watch fan dramas when I'm bored."

Speaking of this, Lao Jintou suddenly thought of an unpopular show, the Chinese name is "Armor Heavy Fist".

It tells the story of how a boxer in the future world, relying on cheap external mechanical skeletons, will fight step by step from the black boxing arena in the slums to the metropolis.

Immediately he recommended this episode to Wang Yuchuan.

Wang Yuchuan stared at him blankly.

In the last second, Lao Jintou waved his hand, saying that he only watched dramas occasionally, and he was not considered a senior otaku.

In the next second, he threw out an unpopular drama and talked about it, from the content of the story to the style of painting.

He also analyzed in-depth and simple, and he didn't run away. He is not a senior otaku, who would research a drama so thoroughly
"That's enough, that's enough, let's stop here." Wang Yuchuan put his hand on his forehead helplessly: "I will definitely find time to watch the show you recommended, and it's time for us to talk about business."

Lao Jin got addicted to talking, and when Wang Yuchuan brought up this matter, he was at a loss: "What were we talking about just now?"

"Mark, how to use the black sun to mark the bardo!" Wang Yuchuan gritted his teeth.

"Oh..." Lao Jintou suddenly realized: "It's easy, come on, I'll teach you."

When Lao Jintou said it was simple, you'd better be vigilant and prepare yourself for hemorrhage. This is the truth that Wang Yuchuan learned after this lesson.

Old Jintou snapped his fingers, and the space behind Wang Yuchuan suddenly twisted violently, creating a vortex.

A huge suction force came from behind him, and Wang Yuchuan was sucked into it by the vortex without standing still.

He landed heavily on the ground from a height of [-] meters, directly smashing out a large pit with a diameter of more than [-] meters.

He got up in a daze, wondering if it was necessary?He could clearly enter the bardo smoothly without causing a cloud of dust, so why did the old Jintou make such a big splash?

Wang Yuchuan supported his waist, and just this one almost wiped out his spine.

By the way, where is that bastard old gold head?He looked around blankly, with a vague premonition in his heart.

At this moment, a group of black shadows enveloped his head, and he immediately looked up.Good guy, a gigantic black sun looms over his head.

Wang Yuchuan was dumbfounded, he really wanted to ask Old Jintou, are you sure you're just making a mark by playing like this, and not trying to kill yourself?

Just being under this dark sun would set his skin on fire.

Wang Yuchuan was afraid that the black sun would really fall, so he ran towards the edge of the big pit quickly without saying a word.

The magical Murphy's Law shows that the more you fear something, the more likely it will come.

The moment he broke away and ran wildly, the black sun fell straight towards the big hole on the ground.This big pit is simply the base prepared by nature.

Wang Yuchuan jumped up and flew close to the ground at extremely high speed.

The black sun was getting closer and closer to him, and the shadow on the ground was getting bigger and bigger.

Wang Yuchuan became ruthless and increased his speed several times in succession.

The rumbling sound of falling was mixed with a sharp whistling sound, and Wang Yuchuan was like a sharp sword splitting through the airflow with more and more resistance.

Ten meters, three meters, two meters... It's getting closer.

Just when he thought he was about to succeed, the gap between the edge of the big pit and the black sun was so small that he couldn't get out.

The so-called success or failure is in one fell swoop, which means that success or failure is often only a hair's breadth away.

Wang Yuchuan's current situation is not just a hair's breadth away. The black sun hit his back heavily, and Wang Yuchuan realized that this thing actually still has a body.

In the face of this huge mass, he was simply powerless to resist.Crashed to the ground.

His body almost evaporated under the extreme heat. Would it be okay to be blown up by the "atomic bomb" he made?Wang Yuchuan didn't want to die. Unlike death, he could only resist stubbornly.

He let out a hysterical roar against the huge black sun on his shoulders, and then, his body swelled several times, and he looked like a hungry ghost!Wang Yuchuan went all out.

(End of this chapter)