Douluo Dalu's evil god dies

Chapter 61 The Basement

Mu Feng skillfully opened the control panel and entered the password, but then a red pop-up window popped up.

"Wrong fingerprint! There are four chances left. Do you need to reset your password?"

Mu Feng took a breath of air, where the hell am I going to get your fingerprints?But Mu Feng soon had an idea.

The third soul skill shined on Mu Feng's left hand. Soon, Mu Feng's left hand turned into that of a young man. At the same time, Mu Feng quickly entered the password into the panel.

"The password is correct, お帰りなさい, マスター!"

When Mu Feng heard this Japanese sentence, he immediately felt an inexplicable sense of shame, even though this thing was forced in by himself...

"Ai-chan, change the language to Chinese."

"Replacing... Replacement failed. The language module was damaged due to insufficient energy."

"Retrieve your own system."

"Retrieval...All functions are normal, but all memory modules are missing, and a central structure of memory metal is needed."

Mu Feng breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that the system would have many problems due to the erosion of time, but now it seems that he is lucky. After all, even if the memory metal is used normally, it wears out very quickly, let alone today, 1 years later. .

"But how to make the core array of memory metal?"

Mu Feng had no shortage of materials, but the difficulty was that his current soul power was mixed with the power of the turbulence of time and space. No matter how good he was at controlling it, he would not be able to engrave the magic circle without using his soul power.

"By the way, Ai-chan, is the manufacturing room available now?"

"Yes, but the database cannot be connected and manual control is required."

"enough!"

Mu Feng said and walked towards the depths of the basement. At the same time, a figure poked out from behind Mu Feng and looked at the place where Mu Feng disappeared with a puzzled look.

"Teacher, what are you doing?"

After entering the basement, Mu Feng caressed these instruments with some emotion and was lost in thought. The scene created thousands of years ago seemed like yesterday, but unfortunately he did not have much time left now.

"Master, please put the metal you need to operate on the platform. I will switch to manual mode for you later."

Mu Feng raised his hand and took out the gold of life from the Silver Dragon Ring. He didn't expect that the Silver Dragon King's unintentional move would actually do him a big favor.

"Please select the item you want to create!"

Mu Feng raised his hand and clicked on the "Carving Knife" column.

"Data missing... automatically converted to manual mode."

Mu Feng then sat on the console and quietly waited for the mode to change.

"Switching successful, warning! The remaining energy is only [-]%, do you confirm the execution?"

Mu Feng clicked to confirm, and then began to make the carving knife.

"I remember that Huo Yuhao had a carving knife made of living gold. Could it be mine?"

Making a carving knife is not time-consuming and laborious, not to mention Mu Feng's systematic help. Soon, a carving knife made of living gold appeared in front of Mu Feng.

"Warning, the remaining energy is less than [-]%, and for the sake of system safety, it will be forced to enter sleep mode!"

As soon as Ai-chan finished speaking, the lights in the entire laboratory dimmed.

"It's broken, how can I get out?"

Although Mu Feng could get out by destroying the door, that would undoubtedly expose the location of the laboratory!

"what!"

Just as Mu Feng was thinking about how to get out, there was an exclamation from behind.

"Who?"

Mu Feng looked behind him warily and prepared for battle.

"Teacher, it's me!"

Duan Xiaoxiao's voice sounded, and Mu Feng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was her.

"No, how did she get in?"

Mu Feng searched for the sound and found Duan Xiaoxiao's location, and asked her why.

"I just couldn't sleep at night and came out to relax. When I saw you coming out, I came over..."

Duan Xiaoxiao lied and said that in fact, through running circles during the day, she found that this training method was more suitable for her to improve her soul power, so she trained more at night and accidentally saw Mu Feng walking towards the statue.

"I'm really seriously ill, and no one noticed behind me..."

"what?"

Because Mu Feng was muttering in a low voice, Duan Xiaoxiao didn't hear clearly and asked quickly.

"Nothing, by the way, since you are here to do the teacher a favor, okay?"

Mu Feng asked, and Duan Xiaoxiao nodded in agreement, but Mu Feng, who was in the dark, couldn't see it, so he continued talking on his own.

"It should be here..."

Mu Feng fumbled to find the energy storage room based on the impression in his memory. At the same time, he opened the baffle and took out a milk bottle inside.

"Inject your soul power into it, the more the better!"

"Can..."

Duan Xiaoxiao wanted to explain something, but was stopped by Mu Feng.

"Your soul power should be fine. Give it a try, or you won't be able to get out."

Although Mu Feng knew that Duan Xiaoxiao's soul power was strange, it was at least stronger than his own, so he simply turned into a dead horse.

"Okay, I'll try it!"

With that said, Duan Xiaoxiao put the bottle in front of her, and while injecting it, she was also meditating to restore her soul power.

I saw that the black and purple soul power on Duan Xiaoxiao's body continued to dim, and at the same time, there was a faint green soul power appearing.

"A breath of death?"

Mu Feng didn't expect that meeting a first-level sword god would be a coincidence, but he didn't expect to meet a god of death at the level of a god.

"It's really a coincidence to have a baby on August [-]th."

But the more this happened, the more Mu Feng felt that these children had educational value.

A quarter of an hour later, Duan Xiaoxiao said sheepishly.

"I'm sorry, teacher, I only finished half of it..."

"half!?"

Mu Feng was even more shocked now. You must know that these bottles are all at level nine. A quasi-great soul master who has just reached level [-] and has not even obtained a soul ring can actually fill half of them. Mu Feng cannot believe this.

"Is it possible that the bottle's capacity has shrunk over the past 1 years?"

While Mu Feng was thinking about the reason, Duan Xiaoxiao apologized.

"I'm sorry, teacher! I can inject more, but..."

"But?"

"I have a feeling in my head that if I inject more soul power, something will happen to my body!"

Duan Xiaoxiao said truthfully. Although she knew what she said was not a pity, she still said it. After all, she had never heard that a soul master would have problems if his soul power was exhausted.

"That's how it is..."

"Teacher, do you believe it??"

Duan Xiaoxiao looked in disbelief. The teacher clearly thought she was being pretentious when she was at school.

"Why not? Obviously you know your own body best."

Mu Feng said calmly, vaguely guessing that it might be because the remaining energy of the God of Death was threatening her safety, so she reacted like this instinctively.

"Teacher, woo~"

Duan Xiaoxiao suddenly burst into tears for some reason. Perhaps she was moved by being believed after being misunderstood.

(End of this chapter)