bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 267 A Small Gain

But why did Tilda blow up?

Back in the palace, Han Dongwen was still puzzled.

He originally wanted to get the Yunpo Sword as soon as possible, and then use the remaining materials from last time to make a human puppet in the same way, so that he can move around outside the palace, but after such a trouble tonight, let alone the Yunpo Sword Fragments, even Tilda's hand was broken from the long sleep.

Tilda was not considered an enemy to Han Dongwen, which was undoubtedly bad news.

"Oh... that's what it means when the house leaks and it rains all night?"

He let out a long breath, looked at the empty bedroom, smiled wryly and shook his head.

If there is any good news tonight, it is probably the silver armpit. When the ice block that sealed Tilda burst, the armpit obviously responded and lit up.

Although Han Dongwen was not in any real danger because of Li Zai and the two director generals who were there to protect him, at least he knew that this thing was not just a decoration, and seemed to respond to the dangers he encountered, which was a good thing.

Han Dongwen lifted the sleeve robe on his left hand, stared at that arm for a while, and took a deep breath:

"Birds come!"

But nothing happened, he could only smile wryly, and sat back at the desk again.

On the table is the Yunpo sword that has been broken into several pieces. Originally, I hoped to use the Yunpo sword to get into the marrow, but now...

"one two Three……"

Han Dongwen picked up the fragments of the Yunpo sword on the table. Counting the hilt, the Yunpo sword was broken into six pieces.

"I don't know if the fragments can still be absorbed into the marrow?"

He thought a little funny, and looked at the half-demolition model of Yihong Building in the corner of the bookstore.

The remaining materials were barely enough for him to reproduce the No. [-] machine again. Han Dongwen stood up and carried the materials, only to find that there were more ores that were not there at the beginning.

"Oh, yes, it was the Miyun placer that was planned to be used as a camera."

He whispered to himself, now there is Sherlock Hook's live broadcast room on the border, and this kid is very afraid of death, so the camera is not that important right now.

"...This thing is just for the players to pinch the brand, but it doesn't take that much..."

Thinking about it, Han Dongwen threw the inferior Boyang stone to the ground, held the Miyun placer in his hand, weighed it for a moment, and nodded as if he had made up his mind.

"Okay, I just have to see if the pieces of the Yunpo sword can still be used."

He hasn't forgotten the art of refining human puppets, and he doesn't know if this strange advantage of remembering the skills very clearly is thanks to the game. Han Dongwen recalled the way Jiang Keyin made a move last time, and began to recite the art Come on.

In front of him, the Miyun placer gradually rises and slowly turns into fine powder, and then rotates, gradually weaving bones.

"combine……"

Gu Hanyang, who had been cut into two pieces and was torn to bloody flesh, once again appeared in front of Han Dongwen.

But getting into the marrow is the most important thing, if not, this Gu Hanyang is just a doll, and leaving a male doll in his bedroom like this, Han Dongwen thinks that the impact will not be too good.

"Success, success, success..."

Han Dongwen meditated silently, and raised his finger to the fragments of the Yunpo Sword spread out on the desk.

Under the control of the simple Imperial Artifact, the fragment belonging to the tip of the sword floated leisurely and slowly moved to the position of the puppet's spine.

"Come!"

Han Dongwen muttered silently in his heart, the tip of the sword and the dust condensed from Miyun sand combined into one.

Success or failure lies in this moment.

"Snapped!"

A not-so-small movement made Han Dongwen jump, followed by a violent shaking. He fixed his eyes and found that the remaining fragments of the Yunpo sword on the table were shaking continuously It moved, and slowly moved towards the direction of the puppet following the vibration.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Before Han Dongwen could react in the future, the fragments of the broken sword flew up from the table like magnets, and rushed into the exposed half of the puppet's spine.

The broken sword suddenly joined together at the puppet's spine.

"Broken Sword Recast?"

Han Dongwen was overjoyed, and immediately thought of this familiar word, but unfortunately he took a closer look and found that the fragments were only placed together, and there were still gaps between them, and they were not intact.

"For the time being, it can be considered successful... Don't fly around, don't fly around!"

After refining the adult puppet last time, the No. [-] machine woke up inexplicably in Bailan Mountain. He only hoped that it was because of something special about Bailan Mountain. Don't choose the destination randomly, it would be too foolish.

"In the palace, or Bailan Mountain is fine, Bailan Mountain is the best."

Han Dongwen recited silently, raised his hand slightly, and finished reciting the last verse solemnly and carefully.

Shrouded in white light, the puppet could no longer see its figure clearly, only a mass of light that fluctuated from time to time.

The familiar sense of disenchantment began to emerge.

Everything was the same as when the No. [-] machine was refined last time, which reassured Han Dongwen a lot. He imitated the previous time, took a few steps back, and closed his eyes slightly.

"to make."

The red light from the eyelids was extinguished, and the energy was no longer lost.

Everything seemed to indicate that switching to Miyunsha and the broken Yunpo sword did not seem to cause any trouble.

Han Dongwen took a deep breath, opened his eyes excitedly and apprehensively, and saw the familiar study room.

Other than that, there is nothing.

"It works!"

He turned around abruptly, rushed to the side of his dragon bed in three steps at a time, took out the Xuanji plate and put it in his arms, and closed his eyes excitedly.

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The north wind howls.

A gust of dry and cold air entered Han Dongwen's nostrils, a feeling he couldn't be more familiar with.

Is it the northern border, or Bailan Mountain?

He was just about to open his eyes when a stench hit him, almost like something tangible, making it difficult for him to open his eyes.

After a while, Han Dongwen stood up with difficulty supporting the ground.

It was the smell of battlefields, corpses, coagulated blood, charred flesh, and all kinds of things.

Han Dongwen panted heavily, looking around excitedly and intently.

That's right, this is Bailan Mountain.

This is Bailan Mountain!

But obviously the place where he is at the moment is already in a mess. It seems that although this is not the frontal battlefield seen in the live broadcast room, it is also a certain foothill that has been affected.

"It really works, awesome!"

Han Dongwen subconsciously reached behind his hands and groped his spine, only to realize that he was once again exposed to the ice and snow.

"Where is the thing, is it still there?"

Such thoughts flashed through Han Dongwen's mind like lightning, and after regaining control of the No. [-] machine, he was finally able to see his state clearly from the data again.

This feeling is very different. Even after the first machine was reimbursed last time, Lord Wen's own body has been strengthened to a certain extent, and he seems to have mastered some of the skills he learned when he was the first machine, but after all, there is no way to understand it intuitively. Understanding, there is nowhere to display it, and you have to be careful not to be discovered.

Outside the palace, of course there are better ones outside the palace.

Han Dongwen couldn't wait to try to open the panel of the first machine. If he remembered correctly, there should be a mess of skills he had learned, ranging from Ripper Fist to Steal of the Believers. They were useless for too long. He almost To forget seven seven eighty-eight.

"And the most important thing, I managed to get Guo Jieke's game..."

He was only halfway through talking to himself in a low voice, when he suddenly froze in place and fell into a long silence.

This……

What the hell is this?
In front of him, the words formed by the light were extremely dazzling, and Han Dongwen couldn't keep his mouth shut for a long time after reading the apparently simple lines.

【Emperor No. [-] machine】(puppet)
Wandering God: Odu Tarly

Specialization: Temperance Knight

Han Dongwen, the naked man in the ice and snow, swallowed hard, and tremblingly opened the list of skills.

(End of this chapter)