Demon change the world

Chapter 69 Rebirth experiment, dark box operation

Yan Anqing chatted with Lin Aolong for a long time, and got some good inspirations.

"After the blood moon, there is a dark sun."

The paranoid patient said with a firm tone, "In the name of 'Black Dragon Earth Immortal', I guarantee the authenticity of this information."

dark day?

Yan Anqing nodded slightly.

This is indeed a good idea, and the performance is good.

Maybe, at that time, there will be an achievement for it.

The pseudo-reborn became more and more enthusiastic, and said happily, "In the future, some strong second generations, their parents will provide them with a lot of cultivation resources."

"Generally, from the age of eight, the second generation of strong will drink the mud milk wood wine brewed from the soil and Jianmu juice every day, so as to cut the hair and wash the marrow, strengthen the root and bone, and speed up the speed of cultivation."

This will not work.

Lack of beauty.

Yan Anqing didn't like this picture of the future.

"Mud milk wood wine?"

His eyes were indifferent, and he said word by word: "Wrong. Think carefully, think again."

Lin Aolong swallowed his saliva, and slapped his forehead: "Ah...sorry, my memory is wrong, it's actually mushrooms! Ten years later, everyone will eat mushrooms for cultivation! Eh...cultivate infinite cells!"

Yan Anqing thought about it for a while before agreeing to this suggestion.

"Your appearance will benefit the 'Timeline Correction Project'. I will give you some opportunities as rewards."

The conversation between the two didn't last long, and Lin Aolong was disconnected directly because of the disconnection of the Internet fee, and his profile picture turned black.

In Yan Anqing's consciousness database, there are also several interesting new ideas.

Stones from other hills, can learn.

Yan Anqing thought for a while, called out Lin Aolong's photo, and edited it a little.

Just after "chance" was sent, the phone rang suddenly.

"A colony of bloodthirsty ants attracted by carrion."

"I am expressionless, looking at the lonely scenery."

"Losing you, love and hate begin to be distinct..."

After pressing the on button, Yan Anqing said indifferently, "Father-in-law, what's the matter?"

In the microphone, Li Yanhuang's roar sounded: "Don't call me father-in-law, you have never received a marriage certificate with Li Wan."

"Look at you now, how decadent you look like?"

"Addicted to electronic opium, playing house games with mental patients!"

"I know that you used to join chat groups created by some mental patients in order to collect writing materials."

"For a while, you always played word games with them in the chat group of 'Cultivation Running Group'."

"But at that time, you were a... writer, and you could barely understand it."

"Now, as a scientific researcher, if you still play like this, are you worthy of your talent and ability?"

It's hard for the old man to say so much in one breath.

Yan Anqing waited for a while, then responded blankly: "Yes, I see."

"Thank you for your 24-hour uninterrupted surprise care. It hurts the body, and health comes first."

After finishing speaking, hang up the call.

Nothing to argue about.

Could it be that Yan Anqing could go back?
Li Yanhuang is a model of a sharp mouth and a tofu heart.

If he doesn't regard himself as his son-in-law, how would he treat his juniors like this?

Academician Li also has research targets to complete, so how can he spend so much energy on a passerby?

Time can make most emotions fade away.

Between Weng and son-in-law, the initial anger and resentment towards each other has long since dissipated.

There is no point in shirking responsibility, everyone is at fault.

Admitting mistakes is nothing.

People who insist on being always right are the saddest.

If not, Yan Anqing would not have been able to transform Li Yanhuang into a person with golden pupils.

But the power of time is also limited.

Other emotions, as time goes by, will gradually brew a more mellow and bitter taste.

"..."

Yan Anqing was silent for a while, then opened the photo editing software, and retrieved a photo from the database.

An Indian who has died in reality.

The Indian overlord who killed himself in order to pretend to be aggressive, the golden-eyed person of the Kshatriya family of the high caste-Kira Walmart.

To copy the outline of a character...

Pick the right scene...

Paste!

finished editing!

The first resurrection experiment of the dead begins.

……

America, Massachusetts.

The first ray of morning light fell on Edbell's face, he took a deep breath, and a moved expression appeared on his face.

After a while, he opened his eyes, and his eyes were dim: "This is a world worth loving. Do we have to participate in the earth qualifying competition and fight each other?"

Before becoming a golden pupil, he was an outdoor survival expert and became famous with the series "Beat the Wilderness".

His catchphrases are "I don't have a knife, I don't have a tinder, I don't even have clothes", "Take off the head and the rest is edible" and "It has X times the protein of beef", which has become popular with fans around the world. Make complaints.

Beside Edbell, the tall and burly Christian grinned, revealing eight white teeth: "For the glory of America and to spread the American dream around the world, we must stand up!"

"We can't be afraid of killing, afraid of getting our hands dirty with blood."

"It doesn't matter if the blood is your own or someone else's..."

Christian stands among the crowd, standing out from the crowd.

There was a golden light in his eyes, like a perfect man who came out of a movie.

Ed Bell disagreed with Christian's thoughts. He shook his head and clarified his point of view: "Killing for survival is valuable."

In fact, he is a typical Englishman. Every morning, noon and night, he must drink at least a cup of black tea that he cooked himself.

The reason why he joined the ranks of the "Twelve Saints of America" ​​is also because of the high-level political transactions between the United Kingdom and the United States.

Christian, who has a typical decent heroic temperament, blinked, racking his brains and thinking, trying to convince the other party.

But at this moment, a girl with blond hair, golden eyes and a graceful figure beside him suddenly said: "Compared to these, I care about another thing..."

"This time, Huaguo officially issued a ban, and golden pupils are not allowed to participate in the earth qualifying competition. Russia's highest consul, Vladimir, will probably only play on the occasion and will not really participate."

"At that time, will us saints, together with the large number of silver-eyed people in the United States, be won by other dark horses because of excessive internal friction?"

"I can't accept this ending!"

The name of the blonde is Aphra. She is 35 years old this year. Because she is well maintained and nourished by the super cells in her body, she looks like a college student in the United States.

Because of her mature temperament, she is like a ripe apple waiting to be picked, more exciting than a young girl.

"Hehehe..."

Estrang, a young man who had been silent for a long time and called himself "Gabriel", suddenly let out a creepy laugh.

He stopped laughing, his demeanor changed suddenly, and his voice was ethereal, as if it came from heaven: "The order of the battle, the black box operation, the rhythm control of the game...don't worry about it."

"Capitalists will never do things that harm their own interests."

"This small group that controls 90% of the earth's resources is the world's biggest cancer and the root of human depravity."

"In the name of God Yahweh..."

Estrang's last two sentences were almost silent, only his lips squirmed, and only he could hear it.

The rest of the golden-eyed people have long been accustomed to the behavior of this mysterious former cult leader and brainwashing expert, and they are no strangers to it.

　After 12 hours, there will be another chapter update drop!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)