Rebirth Dominator

The next day, Fang Xiu just got up and walked down the stairs. He yawned and put on his slippers, and lay down on the sofa on the first floor when he suddenly heard a strange sound.

\u0026amp;*￥%@# This incomprehensible language kept passing into Fang Xiu's ears.

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Is the TV turned on? Or a foreign channel? What kind of bird language is this?

Fang Xiu opened his eyes from the sofa and found that the TV was not on at all. He stood up following the sound, looked around, and immediately found that the sound came from the utility room.

To be more precise, it came from the underground chamber.

Fang Xiu pulled up the wooden door, pushed open the stone slab, and found that the lights underneath had been turned on, brightly lit, illuminating the entire underground secret room and passage.

Fang Xiu walked down the stairs bent over, and could hear the voice getting louder and louder. It was a language that Fang Xiu didn't understand very well. It didn't feel like English, nor like French, German, or Japanese. It was a very strange syllable sound, Fang Xiu even felt that it was not a sound, but a syllable that was directly transmitted into the soul.

Fang Xiu finally saw what was making the sound, it turned out to be the antique radio that Fang Xiu put on the coffee table last night.

At this moment, it was held in the arms of a girl. She was sitting on the single seat of the sofa like a puppet, quietly listening to the radio. Even when Fang Xiu came in, she didn't raise her eyes to look at Fang Xiu.

Fang Xiu knew that the other party was not so easy to dissipate, or in other words, as long as the underground secret room still had extraordinary items, the other party would not disappear so easily, but Fang Xiu didn't know how long she could exist in this ghost state?

Fang Xiu could tell that her state was very unstable, or she would disappear completely as soon as she woke up, or maybe, in a sense, she should not have appeared in this world.

However, what Fang Xiu is concerned about at the moment is the radio she is holding in her hand: Is this old antique still usable?

Fang Xiu sat opposite her and asked, Where did you find the battery?

Fang Xiu checked and found that the battery used in this antique radio is completely different from the current one. It is a very large one. Even if it is not broken, it is difficult to find a battery that can support it, right?

But the girl in front of him raised her finger to Fang Xiu's storage cabinet, and Fang Xiu immediately saw that there were only two of the three extraordinary items placed in the top three grids.

The deceitful clown face and the mighty hand are still there, but the blood of the deep diver is gone.

What's the matter? Where did you take it? That thing is very dangerous, you can't mess with what I put here. Fang Xiu immediately frowned and said.

The girl moved her body, opened the back cover of the antique radio in her hand, and immediately saw that the bottle containing the deep diver's blood that Fang Xiu had previously had was completely burst, wrapped in a strange and disgusting thing like a heart. Shards of glass grew where the batteries of the antique radio should have been.

Fang Xiu even saw that a large number of flesh and blood meridians spread towards the inside of the antique radio, occupying the entire antique radio.

The inside of this radio looks like a horror radio made entirely of weird flesh.

And such a radio can still receive broadcasts. What kind of broadcast is this? At this moment, Fang Xiu suddenly felt that the broadcast channel received by the horror radio was also extremely weird. The sound seemed to be buzzing in his brain instead of receiving it through his ears.

Female ghosts, flesh and blood radios, horror radio stations, and Fang Xiu is currently in a dark and weird basement. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been scared out of his wits, but Fang Xiu thinks it's okay.

Fang Xiu watched the little female ghost close the back cover, and then embraced the antique radio, listening to the radio program with great interest, shaking his head as if he was completely addicted to it. He asked curiously: Can you listen to the radio program? understand the language?

The little female ghost nodded: Yeah!

Fang Xiu then asked, Can you read it to me?

After hesitating for a while, the little female ghost said, her voice was cold, as if she was reading aloud: Welcome to the Kou Tao Kingdom's Mermaid Voice radio channel, and the alchemy teaching program at 8 o'clock every morning.

I'm your friend, Horace the murloc alchemist. What I'm going to teach our murloc friends today is about the use of some basic alchemy and what should be paid attention to when drawing a basic alchemy formation. At the end, I will teach you one of the easiest to use meditation methods, the dream crystal meditation method, created by the great...

Now we need to know that alchemy originated from the...

Fang Xiu stared at the little female ghost who read the broadcast without the slightest emotion. When she read the content of the broadcast, she stuttered every word, but it was clear enough.

It's just that the content of the broadcast she read at this moment is completely inconsistent with her calm and indifferent expression. The more Fang Xiu listens, his mouth opens wider?

What?

Are you kidding me? Is this really what you read on the radio? What the hell kind of radio is this? Alchemy? Murloc voice? Meditation?

You want to tell me that this is your broken radio, which is now receiving broadcast information from another world and time and space, and then they are teaching the introduction of alchemy through the broadcast?

The little female ghost hugged her antique radio, not understanding why Fang Xiu was so surprised, or she was too lazy to pay attention, closed her eyes, and listened to her radio with peace of mind, even stopping the explanation.

Although Fang Xiu's face was full of surprise and disbelief, he had already begun to believe in his heart.

After the fusion of this antique radio with the blood of the deep diver, there may have been some weird changes, it became a monster flesh and blood radio, and became a strange extraordinary item, which made it able to accept another world broadcasts and information.

Fang Xiu guessed that this so-called broadcast channel might be the different world where the three monster killers came from, which is the so-called 12568 time and space.

Fang Xiu listened carefully to the weird language again, but he couldn't understand it at all. It was a magical language from another world, but why could this female ghost understand it when he couldn't understand it?

Fang Xiu recalled the previous feeling: This may be a special language that can only be understood by the soul or spirit body. It does not rely on sound transmission, but other methods!

This may be an opportunity for me to truly come into contact with and master extraordinary power! Fang Xiu's eyes lit up.

At this moment, Fang Xiu forgot that he was just angry that the little ghost wasted her deep diver's blood. Anyway, that thing is useless. It is impossible for Fang Xiu to use it to turn himself into a monster. It is still irreversible. kind.

And by sacrificing a bottle of deep diver's blood, you can get a radio that can listen to the knowledge of the extraordinary system of another world, which is a big profit.

Although Fang Xiu possessed a few extraordinary items, he did not have any extraordinary power. When the extraordinary items were used up one day, the only way to rely on him was to master the extraordinary power and become stronger step by step. Spectrum ah.

Although Fang Xiu doesn't know whether the extraordinary power of another world or some magical alchemy can be used in this world, but he can always try and find a way. This is a major opportunity and breakthrough.

Fang Xiu immediately said to the little ghost, Hey, little ghost, don't listen alone, tell me!

The little ghost raised her eyes and gave Fang Xiu a suffocated look. Her voice was childish, but dissatisfaction could be heard: My name is Chen Jin!

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