Two or three things in the copy

Chapter 245 Flesh Star

Wu Mingkong is manipulating the luck in his body. After reading "Theory of Cause and Effect", Wu Mingkong can easily control the collected luck in his body.

One by one silk threads were included in Wu Mingkong's luck, and these silk threads were Wu Mingkong's mana.

He is trying to use the plundered luck to influence the original owner of the luck. After all, Wu Mingkong not only left them a root, but also had a gluttonous luck formation. This connection is naturally indispensable.

Invisible threads rushed in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, Wu Mingkong sensed the original owners who made up the shell of luck on his body.

"Karma is really wonderful. As long as it is contaminated, you can feel it. Unfortunately, this is not my way." Wu Mingkong likes the red line of karma very much, but he doesn't use it. Instead, he finds a new way to use mana as a connection.

It's also fortunate that he has integrated everything in himself into a town, otherwise there is really no way.

However, the luck of a single city obviously cannot satisfy Wu Mingkong. During the study of "Theory of Cause and Effect", Wu Mingkong released nano-robots that have been transformed into mana particles to harvest luck.

Not only Dazhou, but even other small countries around, as long as they are alive, Wu Mingkong will not let them go.

It's just that the efficiency is a little slower. So far, no mana particle has returned.

He is now thinking about how to solve this efficiency problem, and he already has a draft.

"Your Highness, we have arrived at Shuncheng ahead, and it will be getting late, do you want to stop and rest?" The voice of Chang Rongfei, the left guard of the Imperial Forest Army, came from outside.

Wu Mingkong naturally knew that he had arrived at a city, but he didn't pay attention to what kind of city it was.

"Then let's stop here." Wu Mingkong didn't have any thoughts at all, he was currently adjusting the lump of flesh and blood in his hand.

"Yes, Your Highness."

This Rong Fei is also a veteran, after showing various tokens, someone took him away.

Hearing the movement outside, there should be officials to greet him.

But Wu Mingkong didn't show up at all, where would he go for such a trivial matter.

This is not Luodu, and the intrigue inside cannot be revealed.

After all, it was an ancient feudal society, and if Rong Fei hadn't shown proof, no one would have known him at all.

It's not the modern information age, the information in the real world is very closed.

Anyway, with Wu Ping and Rong Fei blocking him, Wu Mingkong didn't worry about anything.

If Wu Mingkong really had to worry about it, Wu Mingkong would definitely find it troublesome to eat all these people as nutrition, what's the use of keeping them.

After the last toss, Wu Mingkong got off the carriage, and after reaching his own room, he continued to tinker with the flesh and blood in his hands.

"It's finally finished, the Flesh Aviation Satellite." Wu Mingkong imitated the satellite and used the impermanence of flesh and blood to create a satellite of his own.

This slap-sized mass of flesh and blood looked like flowing metal, glowing coldly.

There is only a small problem at present, that is how to launch this satellite.

Wu Mingkong looked at the slap-sized, undeveloped satellite in his hand, and had an inexplicable sense of sight.

"In the future, if someone scolds me, why don't you go to the sky, can I point to the satellite and tell him, look, I am in the sky."

This satellite is also the incarnation of Wu Mingkong, even at certain moments, after Wu Mingkong's body died, the satellite is also Wu Mingkong's backhand.

Of course, this satellite is not only used as a transfer station for mana particles, Wu Mingkong even added a sub-intelligent brain in the satellite to process the mana line connecting the original owner of the air transport.

With the satellite as a relay, coupled with space perception, Wu Mingkong felt that he could easily take the luck of the whole world into his arms.

Wu Mingkong even wanted to rely on this satellite to take a peek at the sea of ​​stars outside.

After all, playing intrigue games with a group of ignorant feudal society ancients is a waste of time.

"Everything is ready, but how should I launch this satellite."

Wu Mingkong looked at the dark sky, dotted with stars, which looked very beautiful.

"It's a huge resource."

Looking at the stars, Wu Mingkong couldn't help sighing, then raised his hand and threw it away forcefully.

It is impossible to ignite and launch. Wu Mingkong can only perform miracles vigorously, and then it is all adjusted by the satellite itself.

If there is a problem with the real strength, then Wu Mingkong can only pinch one more.

The friction between flesh and air generated high temperature.

The black hole body immediately absorbed the high temperature, and the satellite began to slowly unfold, as if the metal was flowing and expanding.

In the blink of an eye, the satellite quickly flew out of the atmosphere under the miracle of Wu Mingkong and his own acceleration.

The reaction force was generated immediately and began to slow itself down, otherwise it would be as unlucky as a certain pillar man floating in the universe. Wu Mingkong would not rescue it at all, but would make the satellite deactivate itself and float in the universe , and then pinch a satellite and throw it up.

Fortunately, the satellite stopped in orbit, and it was not as unlucky as a certain man of the pillar.

Under the nourishment of solar energy and all kinds of radiation in the universe, the satellite began to grow slowly, which looked quite strange.

And countless silk threads hang down from the satellite and connect to a person's body. This is Wu Mingkong's luck mana line improved by referring to the red line of karma.

With the satellite as a relay and positioning, each mana particle has an accurate positioning, and the space perception begins to leap and return accurately.

The sutured strange luck shell on Wu Mingkong's body also grew stronger and stronger. This is luck harvested from mana particles from all directions.

With the return of mana particles, the number of mana lines on the satellite is also increasing.

"The operating efficiency is good. At least, I have reached a certain level in the information area."

The ability of the satellite is not only that, this satellite is not only the prototype of the floating fortress in the future, but now it can clear away the fog of war for Wu Mingkong.

There is no place in the whole world that Wu Mingkong can't see. After all, the eyes of the soul have perspective, and the satellites hanging in the sky can't see clearly.

Wu Mingkong currently has no plans to release avatars on a large scale. This thing is hard to recover, and there is nowhere to raise it if it is too much.

But there are still subordinates, not to mention the Hundred Imperial Forest Army headed by Rong Fei, the new ranger Zhong Ying, the old housekeeper Wu Ping, and Li Tie who is undergoing transformation.

Wouldn't it be beautiful to just let them make their debut directly by throwing all these upside down.

"I still have time recently, so take your time."

After all, there was the invitation letter from the main god, so Wu Mingkong was naturally not in a hurry, he didn't deal with these matters at hand, so he would not try to use the invitation letter from the main god.

Wu Mingkong really wanted to know what the generous rewards were after clearing the level.

(End of this chapter)