After making money, the husband who abandoned me came back

"It's just that the effect of this thing passes quickly, and you move very quickly, otherwise once they recover, you don't know who has disemboweled whom." Harold joked with a good feeling about himself, " I will fix all your batches for you, and you can make them yourself after you get familiar with them.”

Sure enough, as soon as Harold fixed the last thing that looked like a little bat, it began to struggle violently, almost cutting off Harold's fingers.

Harold withdrew his hand quickly, but smiled at Yang Yuan indifferently, and said, "Okay, it's up to you!"

Yang Yuan stood there hesitating for a while, still following Harold's instructions, he took out a set of experimental tools from the space bracelet, took out a cutting knife from it, and picked a berserk beast that attacked Wayne just now. Almost the demonized version of the weasel.

Although, as Harold said, the dark golden energy is scattered everywhere in the violent beast's body, but there is still a difference.Yang Yuan raised his eyes and observed, guessing that the most concentrated place of those substances was probably his target.

Sure enough, he felt a hard resistance when he cut it with a knife.He made a cross cut on the waist of the berserk beast. After thinking about it, he gently opened the wound with his other hand, but he didn't see the dark golden liquid flowing out as he imagined.

But Harold on the side cheered in surprise: "Holy God! You found the position with the first cut!"

Indeed, there are crystal nucleus fragments inside.Yang Yuan carefully used tweezers to take out the fragments one by one and put them on the side plate, while listening to Harold say: "You are a genius! I originally wanted to wait for you to suffer a little frustration before telling you the regularity of the position of some crystal nuclei, but I didn't expect you Find the right one!"

Yang Yuan grinned and said, "Goddess of Luck is possessed!"

Harold laughed, but didn't go into it.Until Yang Yuan cleaned up all the debris in sight, he raised his blood-stained hands again, and stared blankly at the berserk beast that was still struggling.

He looked up at Harold and asked, "Why isn't it dead yet?"

Harold was taken aback when he heard the words, and then burst out laughing. After laughing, he wiped away his tears and said, "Holy God, He gave you brains, but forgot to give you common sense?"

As he said, he took the knife in Yang Yuan's hand, slashed at the berserk beast's neck, and then followed the drive to cut it in half, and the berserk beast stopped moving completely.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yang Yuan felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach after eating just now.

Harold glanced at his expression, smiled understandingly, and said, "Okay, let's stop here today. Let's go back to rest first, and tomorrow I will take you for a walk, and then continue when we come back."

Yang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, washed his hands, and followed him back to their dormitory.

The dormitory is on the second floor, just around the corner when you go down the stairs.Harold took him into their room, pointed to one of the beds and said, "You can sleep here, there is a bed in the bracelet, and the bathroom is at the end of the corridor. If you simply wash up, you can do it in the room."

As he spoke, he opened a small door on the side and pointed it out to him.

After that, he walked to Yang Yuan's bed, bowed and put away the sheets and quilts on the bed.

Yang Yuan didn't quite understand his intentions, but he still cleaned up with him.

"This is the stuff of my former roommate Jin, and I haven't touched it." Harold explained in a depressed mood, "He failed the last trial and was used as an experimental material to make a puppet. I wanted to ask came here, but I don’t have this authority.”

Yang Yuan was taken aback when he heard the words, looking at him, he didn't know how to comfort him.

After Harold finished speaking, he raised his head and smiled at him, saying: "It's okay, you don't have to worry about it, it's quite normal here. In fact, it's really good that James can go home, even if he doesn't come back , and the instructors don't care."

As he spoke, he sighed lightly.

"Do you want to go home?" Yang Yuan asked softly.

"I think," Harold raised his head and gave him a wry smile, "but I can't go back unless I have overwhelming power."

Yang Yuan looked at his expression, and found that this boy who was always smiling, actually had unknown pain and helplessness in his heart.In other words, if given a choice, who would be willing to stay in this place where they could die at any time?

Yang Yuan was lying on his bed that night, when he might die at any time, but fell asleep for the first time.Fear because of the unknown, calm because of understanding.

He woke up early the next morning, when Harold was still sound asleep in bed.

He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling above his head, thought for a while, closed his eyes and began to try hard to drive the dark golden substance in his body.

But he quickly gave up. This thing can indeed be transformed into silver-white energy, but at least for him now, it is uncontrollable.

Or could he try it with that puppet?

Thinking of this, he couldn't sleep.He got up lightly, washed up briefly, put on the black robe uniformly distributed in the White Tower, and then went to the workshop.

There were not many people in the tower in the morning, and he quickly arrived at Harold's workshop.Although it seems unreasonable to use Harold's puppet without asking about it, but there are some things that can't be said, so we can only use it first.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and re-entered the body of the puppet.After waking up, "he" tried to move his hands, and then slowly got off the bed. It wasn't until "he" completely stood by the bed that he really felt the size of the puppet.

Then he stood by the window and tried the wind blade technique excitedly.Considering the suction he had encountered before, he was very vigilant this time, once he felt that force, he quickly pulled the energy back, like a tug-of-war, slowly extending the energy.

Although it was extremely difficult, he finally succeeded.Yang Yuan excitedly opened the window and looked at the severed branch, feeling as if he had superpowers, which was very fresh.

If he can restore the energy veins of this puppet, then the energy in its body should be able to move up more easily and smoothly, maybe it can be regarded as a way of cultivation?

But the premise is that he can survive.

Thinking of this, he turned his head and lifted his body to the experimental bed in his workshop.Then he turned around and looked at the remaining three berserk beasts that were fixed on the experimental table, and picked the one with sharp and long teeth that resembled a saber-toothed tiger—a mouse?Well, it doesn't even have a tail.

Holding the scalpel, Yang Yuan was about to make the first cut, when the movement of his hand stopped again——

Cough, I just woke up and my mind hasn't recovered yet.

He lay back on the bed dumbfounded, and the two bodies interacted with each other. It took a long time to arrange the veins around the puppet's eyes to be similar to his body, and then he went back to the test bench to operate again.

He still chose the crystal nucleus fragment this time, cut a shallow cross knife edge, and gently pulled the knife edge away with his fingers, he saw the fragment and the dark golden energy flowing like liquid around the fragment in his eyes.

That's it!

Obviously it won't really flow out, Yang Yuan tried to drive it by controlling the energy in his body, but obviously it was useless.

He also thought of many ways, such as bleeding the place, gently scraping off a layer of flesh and blood, and even scalding the place cruelly with the magic flame.After doing this, he took out the crystal nucleus with some collapse and released the little mouse.

He sat down on the stool with some exhaustion, and after a long silence, he began to summarize the experiment just now.

In fact, all three methods are useful, but the effect is minimal.Those dark golden energies seem to have entered the flesh and blood cells, staying with the flesh and blood.And the bloodletting that has the most practical value must also be done on the wounded part, otherwise he will probably have to drain all the blood in his body before he can get rid of a small part-obviously it is not advisable.

He lowered his head and looked helplessly at the blood on his hand, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he remembered the drop of blood in the puppet crystal.

It's two different things entirely, but maybe give it a try?

With the mentality of a dead horse as a living horse doctor, he returned to the experimental table and found that there was no sign of energy in the dead violent mouse, so he had no choice but to choose the next victim—a translucent mouse. bat.

He had noticed the bat when it was in the cage, because he had almost been scratched by it then.The most amazing part of it is its wings. The so-called translucency does not mean that the whole body is translucent, but the ends of the wings appear and disappear. When the ends of its wings are invisible, the fuck can pass through the walls and cages - he almost passed through the cage last night He is about to say goodbye to his little friend who has been with him for more than [-] years!

Thinking of this, he grinned grinningly, and stretched out his devil's claws towards the poor little bat—this expression really didn't suit his current body at all, and the sense of disobedience was too strong.

This time it took him more time to cut off one of the little bat's wings, thanks to Harold who had fixed it so well that it had just been stuck where it couldn't be invisible so that it couldn't escape.

This time when he could touch the dark golden substance, he put down the knife, tentatively stretched out his index finger to touch the flesh that was being swallowed by the energy continuously.

Then he closed his eyes and felt the energy again by entering the puppet crystal.He knew he had succeeded when stars slowly began to twinkle before his eyes.This is different from observing macroscopically with thoughts, what he feels this time seems to be the inside of these energies.

The scene in front of him was very strange. He seemed to see the golden Milky Way flowing in the night sky, and he seemed to be in the long yellow sand at night. He knew that everything in front of him was full of huge energy, but he felt cold.

He stabilized his mind and hummed softly in his heart.He had considered this issue before, humming in his mind probably has a frequency modulation function, allowing him to constantly adjust the vibration frequency of his soul, in order to achieve the same frequency as the external object, so as to achieve the purpose of controlling the external object.

But this time, his goal was the dark golden galaxy.

But until he finished humming that song, he didn't get into that feeling.He did not give up and changed a few songs with different pitches, until he felt a slight dizziness, he suddenly stopped humming keenly, and began to keep himself trembling slightly according to that feeling.

When he gradually had a slow, sticky feeling that was full of heat and coldness, he consciously and gently withdrew his consciousness halfway until he felt the restraint of his body again.Then, maintaining this half-drawn feeling, he slowly moved his hand away from the bat, farther away, farther away, further away——he swung his hand violently!

Yang Yuan opened his eyes and lay on the bed gasping for breath, feeling that his whole world was spinning non-stop, he couldn't hold it back and put his hand on the side of the bed and vomited.

After a long time, he regained some energy. He got up and put the puppet that had fallen on the ground upright and put it on the ground temporarily. After that, he stood up and observed the bat.

Then he was pleasantly surprised to find that the dark gold on the wound was obviously much dimmer!

Yang Yuan stared at the wound in a daze for a long time, then roared and ecstatically jumped up on the spot, but was unsteady and tripped by the puppet under his feet, almost fell into the mud.

Then he looked at the puppet on the ground and became amused. He couldn't help but lay down on the ground and kissed him twice, laughing and crying while hugging it.

When Harold came in, what he saw was this scene that made his imagination run wild.

The author has something to say: I forgot to tell everyone, I usually update [-] every other day

Usually Monday, Wednesday, Friday, Sunday.If I write more on weekends, I will update on Saturdays.

Today is Tuesday, it was not updated

But I forgot to say before, I am afraid that you are waiting in vain today, so I took out the amount for tomorrow

So the next update will be on Friday orz. . .

I'm really sorry for being so slow. . .