The Bald Monk in the City

As time goes by, it will become extremely pale at some point.

　　 Especially when doing certain experiments and adjustments that need to be repeated continuously.

　　 Of course, the complete particleization of matter is not so easy.

　　 But for a cluster of particles, the purer the particles decomposed, the greater its power.

　　 In a world where particles are used as a means of attack, bigness is not such a good quality.

　　The larger the material structure, the more it will be resisted by the material itself.

　　Only the most basic particle structure can easily penetrate the matter that is full of gaps for particles.

　　 then directly acts on its interior, producing a huge energy response.

　　 This seems to be a very complicated and highly difficult mystery that requires sufficient intelligence as a foundation.

　　 But this is not the case, and Yi Qiu does not need to have a deep understanding of this.

　　 After understanding its basic composition and principles, things become simple:

　　 Yi Qiu uses the miniature day tiger again and again, and then changes his power trajectory by observing the changes of those particle clusters through the sky eye.

　　 After starting the training, Yi Qiu found that this was actually not as difficult as he imagined. He quickly found out how to completely crush a mass of matter into basic particles.

　　 Of course, this has something to do with his luck.

　　 As we all know, the role of luck in observing such a variable event is undeniable.

　　 But Yi Qiu didn't feel surprised, and the gain of the lucky attribute might not be very obvious.

　　 But as Yi Qiu's current attribute belongs to the first sequence, the power of luck is not as cryptic as it appears.

　　 It is silently interfering and changing the environment on Yiqiu's road with a certain tenacious and subtle force.

　　 has not encountered bumps, does not mean it does not exist.

　　 But sometimes, under the interference of certain forces, the path of fate is slightly slanted and opened the reef blocking the way...

　　Through long enough training, Yi Qiu finally succeeded in mastering the routine use of this trick.

　　 But Yi Qiu soon discovered that the real difficulty of developing the day tiger lies in how to complete the particleization of the material in that area in a very short time.

　　Especially after transforming into a super giant creature of several kilometers, and then releasing the day tiger, it is difficult to keep the giant particle cluster pure.

　　 Maybe through some complicated calculations or some complicated and difficult formulas, this possibility can be explained to a certain extent.

　　 But for Yi Qiu, it is meaningless.

　　 What he wants in the end is not an answer because the answer is there.

　　 This reminded Yi Qiu a little bit of the feeling he had when facing the threshold of the legend. The qi demand of thousands was extremely difficult for Yi Qiu at that time.

　　 But if you go to see it now, it still has a certain degree of difficulty, but it is only a certain degree of difficulty.

　　 And now, it still does.

　　 Yi Qiu uses the most primitive basic experiment to find the vacuum that belongs to the particle little by little...

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"Da da da……"

　　 Above the wilderness, a certain sound like firecrackers sounded.

　　 Zuckerberg was shooting frantically with an ak. For the fragile goblins, high-speed bullets could easily crush them.

　　 But soon, the ak in Zuckerberg's hand got stuck.

　　 But Zuckerberg thought it was pretty good, at least it didn’t blow up...

　　In this ghost world, the probability of a gun exploding seems to have increased to an exaggerated value.

　　 Even many guns cannot be used normally in this world.

　　 Zuckerberg doesn't like ak, he has more and better big babies.

　　 But obviously, in this ghost world, they are not as durable as Pishi's ak.

　　 Zuckerberg is not an arms dealer, he is just a gun lover.

　　 Besides, his game is also good.

　　 But since he had a wow a long time ago, he has very little time to play games.

　　 He had to face his mellow belly, and heavier family pressure.

　　 After being selected by the Comprehensive Net recently, he found a good way to decompress.

　　 Regrettably, he could not find anything here that could relieve his financial burden.

　　 Fortunately, he was crazy about guns for a while.

　　 He has collected a lot of guns, even in this terrible world, he can use it for a long time.

　　 Of course, if he has enough bullets...

　　Although Zuckerberg is very sure, this is something that can change his life.

　　 But the problem is: he still needs papers that are valued by human civilization, and his wife and children also need...

　　 Countless blood was flowing quietly under his feet, and the goblin's body was scattered on the ground.

　　 There was a terrible smell in the air, and Zuckerberg thought it was like charred meat, but it was far more disgusting than that.

　　 Zuckerberg rubbed his foot on the soil, it was stained with too much blood.

　　Zucker has not yet understood this mysterious world. He does not know that certain specific behaviors will invite some unknown disasters.

　　 Of course it was not an ordinary incident, just like Zuckerberg’s previous killings did not encounter anything special.

　　 He is still staying in this battlefield that is beginning to be full of some unknown aura. While he quietly enjoys this nausea, the hearty stimulation comes from the most instinctive feedback of killing.

　　 "Nice performance, the art of killing..."

　　 Suddenly, reveling in this unique decompression activity, Zuckerberg heard a certain cold voice.

　　 Zuckerberg woke up from a trance, he suddenly picked up the ak in his hand, and began to look around warily.

　　 At this time, he suddenly realized that a faint mist began to form around him.

　　 The fog is not too big, he can vaguely see things in the distance.

　　 But that is not its normal state, the fog makes it appear a special twisted state.

　　 Zuckerberg didn't see any people or creatures, and his breathing couldn't help but become quicker.

　　 "Don't be nervous, I can smell you..."

　　"We are the same kind~www.readwn.com~We all love the taste of blood..."

　　 With that cold voice, Zuckerberg felt his body become more and more sluggish.

　　 He felt that his body temperature was dropping rapidly, and he obviously felt a bit of a hot environment, and suddenly began to be filled with a shuddering low temperature!

　　 The cold breath is like the cold hand of a dead man, it is attached to Zuckerberg's shoulder.

　　 And at this moment, the cold breath suddenly stopped:

　　 "Wait... weird smell... I seem to smell it somewhere..."

　　 "Oh! Damn! You are from that guy's territory!"

　　 With some kind of angry growl, the surrounding mist suddenly dispersed!

　　 The master of that cold voice ran away frantically as if he had seen a ghost...