Thousands of Hearts

Chapter 223 Urgent 1

The threat from the evil heart sect made Wang Yiyang's urgency more and more obvious.

Although he discovered a new ability, he might be able to lead people to besiege the masters of the evil heart sect.

But he would never do it unless it was absolutely necessary.

Because it is related to the secret of his identity system.

Sonic weapon structure design, is the drawing given over there ready? Wang Yiyang asked suddenly.

Dr. Rohar was stunned for a moment, wondering why the boss wanted the structural diagram of the sonic weapon, but he still answered quickly.

It's already here, do you want it now or...

Give it to me now. Then, arrange for me to dilute the final potion first.

Wang Yiyang looked calm.

Huh? But...?

No but, do it. Wang Yiyang interrupted.

He couldn't wait for the latest version of the potion, so he should use the diluted version first to let his body get used to it.

Otherwise, the time would drag on for too long, and he was worried that once the second wave of evil heart sect hunted down, he would be killed on the spot.

Understood... Rohar pursed his lips, and quickly arranged for someone to pick up the safe diluted version of the final potion.

Are you going to inject now? He asked softly.

immediately.

Wang Yiyang said without hesitation.

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Elfak.

The main part of Sanling Palace, the deepest part of a white palace.

Layers of palace buildings seem to make people go back to ancient times.

The continuous ups and downs of the aircraft added a religious sci-fi beauty to the palace area.

Wei Dayong sat alone quietly in front of the main hall's gate, with an electric teapot being boiled beside him, and tea perfume steam slowly overflowed from it.

He has been sitting here for a long time.

Ever since he inexplicably woke up in this palace, he has been living under house arrest like this.

Every once in a while, someone would come to draw some blood from him, but other than that, there was no special event.

He is like an old man in his twilight, living alone in the deep palace.

The rays of the setting sun shone on him from the side, drawing him into a long shadow.

Not long after, another figure suddenly moved over slowly, covering his face.

There was also the sound of slow footsteps around him.

Young man, life shouldn't be so decadent and old.

A hearty old laughter interrupted Wei Dayong's concentration.

He raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

The man was standing in the sun, holding a brown wine bottle in his hand, his chest was open, revealing strong bronzed muscles full of scars.

This is a very old man.

His beard was white and fell to his chest. The white hair on his head looks like bat wings, bald in the middle, and the sideburns on both sides flare out.

This is a very fierce old man.

Wei Dayong had this feeling at a glance.

The old man walked to his side and sat down on his own.

The old man saved you, not to see you wasting your life in depression all day long.

Wei Dayong was silent.

It turned out that this man saved him. But every time he recalled the last scene of his sister-in-law's death, the emotion in his heart was as if he was dead, without any ups and downs at all.

His last relative in this world is gone.

This kind of lonely powerlessness made him unable to move his mind, thinking that it would be good to just die like this.

If people have souls, do you want them to see you like this? the old man said lazily.

Don't use the classic comforting lines in this kind of TV series to say them lightly. Wei Dayong said flatly.

Ah? Really? It seems that I really don't know how to comfort people. Your grandfather also said that at that time. The old man scratched his forehead.

?? My grandfather? Wei Dayong was taken aback.

That's right, Wei Wuxin. He wasn't called that name at first, but later he thought the original name was ugly and not aggressive enough, so he changed it to this. The old man laughed.

...you, know my grandfather? Wei Dayong's stagnant water faintly rippled with the news.

He originally thought that in this world, everyone wanted to use him, and he would no longer have any relatives.

But now...

Well, he was my former closed disciple. The old man raised his head and took a sip of his drink, feeling slightly relieved.

Back when he broke through the eighth-level fluid, he was very happy to tell me that he would surpass me and guard the Three Spirit Palace instead of me. Unfortunately, he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Later, when I retreated to seek a breakthrough, I never thought that he still had your bloodline. If I hadn't participated in the battle at the seventh level of the Three Spirit Palace this time, and found out what was wrong with you... I wouldn't have been able to see your origin.

Wei Dayong's originally withered heart gradually loosened a bit, but he still didn't believe it. Grandpa Wei Wuxin has been dead for too long.

Suddenly an old man appeared and said that he was his grandfather's teacher. Who would believe such a thing?

He had been lied to so many times that he looked at everyone with suspicion.

Do you think I'm lying to you? The old man smiled and tore off his coat, completely stripped of his shirt, revealing his strong upper body muscles.

I disarmed the dangerous device on your body, and I healed the injury you suffered before. If it weren't for me, the old man, you would have been dragged away by the House of Speakers for a vivisection. You can still feel at ease Living here for so long? It's a beautiful idea!

What Wei Dayong said made Wei Dayong dubious.

But he was still wary.

Since you said you are my grandpa's teacher, do you know what color my grandpa likes best? Red or green?

Fart, your grandpa is color blind, he likes the color of a fart. The old man laughed.

I also know that your grandpa likes to eat raw eggs, and likes to shit without paper, but with grass!

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Wei Dayong believed it...

These are all his grandfather's secrets, and it is impossible for ordinary people to know them.

Okay, now that I've said so much, I'll just ask you a question. If you want, you can take me as your teacher. The old man said, slowly lowering his voice. Look solemn.

I don't even know who you are. Wei Dayong said lightly. Not everyone is qualified to be my teacher.

The old man is the master of the Three Spirit Palace, and the imperial priest connects the river.

The old man stood up.

It's also one of the only four eighth-levels on Gale Xixing today. Is it enough to be your teacher?

Level eight.....! Wei Dayong's pupils shrank slightly, and his mood, which was already stagnant, faintly had a glimmer of hope.

A glimmer of hope for revenge.

Zhu Yanhui's hatred, Alloy Island's hatred, he may have hope to repay them one by one.

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Boom! !

Wang Yiyang slammed his fist hard on the metal black wall in front of him.

The fist was deeply embedded, forming a clear fist mark, and even the clear skin texture could be seen inside.

He stood alone in a high-strength isolation room, his skin was red like a boiled shrimp shell.

A trace of white hot air continuously evaporated from the top of its head.

The dull thumping heartbeat could be heard throughout the room.

Boom! !

He punched the wall hard again.

He had imagined that the injection of the final dose would be painful, but he didn't expect it to be this painful.

This is still a diluted version, and the full version injected by Zhong Can and others, the pain level is even more unimaginable.

He couldn't imagine how they kept going.

Boom! !

Boom! !

Boom! ! !

Wang Yiyang kept punching and punching, his skin was sore and itchy all over his body, and he felt a little more comfortable under this huge rebound.

He tried his best to operate his huge perception, experiencing the rapid changes in his body.

At this time, his endocrine system, blood circulation system, and all other physiological structures are undergoing rapid changes under the stimulation and invasion of the final medicine.

The ultimate agent is not so much a drug as a variant of a high-energy progenitor cell.

This is a highly invasive mutant cell.

It is derived from the ancestor cells of the demons, but it is stronger and more terrifying than the ancestor cells.

The success of the final medicine is actually the mutated progenitor cells that replaced part of the human physiological system and reached a new symbiotic relationship with the original human body.

It's just that the body cells of ordinary people are far inferior to the mutated progenitor cells, so the situation is basically one-sided.

Other experimental subjects, including bellworms, only need to endure the rejection reaction after the cells are invaded.

But Wang Yiyang is different.

His body is impeccable, so powerful that it cannot be added. It is the most extreme state of human beings.

All the cells in his body are the most powerful limit in the history of human evolution.

So when encountering a mutated progenitor cell, the two are like fierce beasts fighting to the death in a cage, and the situation is extremely tragic.

Wang Yiyang used his huge perception to continuously fuse and hypnotize the newly arrived mutated progenitor cells.

Hypnotism is used for his sake, this is the strength of the bishop class.

The mutant progenitor cells that were originally hostile were under the control of self-hypnosis.

Gradually the offensive eased.

over time.

Wang Yiyang hypnotized his body to let them accept the mutated progenitor cells. Then hypnotize the mutated ancestor cells, making them think that their body is their hometown.

Such an operation is extremely energy-intensive and sensory-intensive.

He has been given three consecutive injections of nutritional supplements and stimulants.

Time goes by little by little.

Continue to micromanage as the hypnosis continues.

Finally, I don't know how long it took.

The cells in Wang Yiyang's body gradually began to fuse.

The two cells begin to work together.

Mutated progenitor cells are far superior to body cells in resilience and cell vitality, and they can proliferate indefinitely.

As a result, these mutated progenitor cells proactively and friendly began to blend into Wang Yiyang's body in batches. Focus on improving his cellular vitality and resilience.

And with this kind of integration, the pain on Wang Yiyang's body gradually began to weaken.

He kept punching, punching with all his strength, which hurt his fist a little.

But the injured skin healed almost instantly.

The dead skin falls off and new, new skin grows.

The mutated progenitor cells that joined the big family received energy from Wang Yiyang's body, quickly began to proliferate, and strengthened their physical fitness.

Another ten minutes passed.

Wang Yiyang slowly stopped punching, and the pain on his body finally subsided.

'The drug reaction is over, and the strengthening is successful. Congratulations, the injection experiment was successful. '

Su Xiaoxiao's mechanical voice sounded slowly.