The end of the world starts with failing the exam

Tan Sanzhi was finally willing to leave the futon, and saw him stand up slowly, while still observing Turing's reaction... Although he didn't know what Tianzun was thinking, but based on his feeling, he felt that Tianzun didn't want to Leave it alone.

From beginning to end.

Tianzun didn't say anything to dissuade anyone, just like a spectator who had nothing to do with him, silently watching the "farce" in front of him without saying a word.

Because of this, Tan San Zhi felt that it was time for him to take action.

Since Tianzun doesn't want to dissuade him, it can only mean that he wants to continue reading. After all, the research association is still a place where strength speaks...

"Junior brother, why bother fighting to get to this point?" Tan Sanzhi patiently said with a bright smile on his face, "I would say we should sit down and talk slowly. This will not hurt the friendship, don't you think?"

"So much nonsense."

Chen Jing raised his hand and waved, and the sword "Hidden Dragon Son" on his waist was immediately unsheathed.

"Come!!"

Chapter 786: Tan Sanshi·Yu Huaijing (Part 2)

As the eldest brother among the second-generation disciples, Wei Taoist couldn't help but speak now. After all, there were some things that were not authorized by Tianzun, and he was not sure whether he should take care of them.

"Master, the current situation is..."

The Taoist priest spoke with a complicated expression, but before he could say anything else, Turing said with a smile.

"Let them fight."

Hearing this, Wei Taoist was stunned for a moment, thinking that everyone here knew how complicated the current situation was. Not to mention the increasingly complicated situation inside the Hanging City, let’s just talk about the “deep space” outside. "Resuscitator"...

The enemy is at hand, and civil strife can be fatal!

Heavenly Lord will not understand this truth.

But looking at what Tianzun means now, it seems that he is not afraid of civil strife at all. No matter how fierce the internal struggle is, even if he beats his brains out and fights to the death, he will not have much reaction... No, there will be a reaction.

You seem quite looking forward to it?

Just like when the second-generation disciples started the internal war many years ago, the law of survival of the fittest was perfectly embodied. The Master was like this at that time, always watching everything with interest... In the words of the Master, living things evolve due to evolution. The internal struggles that arise are understandable and happen to be part of evolution.

Cruel, realistic, and inevitable.

But it is also a certain aesthetic manifestation of "evolution".

But then again.

It’s different in the past.

Is it really appropriate to let them fight to the death at this juncture?

"Master! This matter..."

The Taoist priest hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but want to remind Turing, but the other party didn't give him a chance to speak and directly interrupted.

"The two positions now vacant are the president and the vice-president. No matter where you sit, people with management talents can flex their muscles and realize their ideals and ambitions, so... sit down The person in the position of president must be the strongest, even if the management ability is insufficient, it doesn’t matter.”

When Turing slowly said these words, his tone gradually became serious, as if he felt that the organization of the Research Society had changed...

The research conference symbolizes the ultimate direction of biological evolution.

The old descendant who can sit in the position of president must be the strongest person in the seminar. As for management ability...is that important?

"Even if the president doesn't know how to manage, there won't be any big problems with the help of the host AI, but if the individual is not strong enough, it will be embarrassing for our research association." Turing said with a smile, "After all, The president represents the face of the research association and the face of Hanging City..."

"Master, if I follow what you said, we should elect the senior brother to the position!" Someone said with a smile.

"Taoist priest?"

Turing turned his eyes to look at the old man. Before it could say anything, the Taoist priest hurriedly waved his hand and said that he had no idea.

"I'm fine now! I don't want to go any further! It's too much trouble!"

"He will play tricks with the master!" Turing smiled helplessly, and then looked at the disciples present, "Actually, even if the Taoist priest participates in the election, he may not be able to defeat everyone present."

"Master, he is the senior brother of our second-generation disciple. Are you looking down on him too much?" someone questioned.

"Underestimate?" Turing was stunned and shook his head. "You don't know your fellow disciples well. From my point of view, the strength of the second generation of disciples in the research institute varies. Although they seem to have the same sequence level, their individual strength can be roughly divided into three levels."

Upon hearing this, the alchemist with the crown on his head wanted to question again, but he never thought that Turing would speak faster than him.

"You're in third gear!"

"..."

Turing silenced him with one sentence, and then continued.

"There are only four disciples who are in the first level in terms of individual strength. Except for the Taoist priests from the Shangsan Palace, the last one is Huai Jing... His strength is not weaker than that of the Taoist priests, but he is not as competitive. He is so low-key that you can It’s all an illusion.”

When everyone heard Turing's words, they began to look at Chen Jing with different expressions.

Some people believe it, and some people don't believe it.

But again, facts speak louder than words.

"So, you guys have a fight." Turing said with a smile, "Just stick to the point and decide the winner. Don't hurt the harmony between the same sects."

"Understood." Chen Dingding nodded.

"I obey my master's orders." Tan Sanzhi bowed to Turing.

After both of them made their stance clear, the green lines cutting the space in the conference room flickered slightly, and then they began to pull the space of the conference room horizontally in an incomprehensible way.

Only for a moment.

The internal space of the conference room has become more than a hundred times larger.

"This should be a means of inducing space distortion..." Chen Jing looked at the violently flickering lines and silently analyzed in his mind, "If the dimensional core is hidden deep in this Turing Tower, that place should not be It will be simpler than here, this guy must have prepared a lot of defense methods..."

At the same time, Wei Daoshi and others also began to retreat under the leadership of Turing, and in the blink of an eye, an empty "fighting ground" was vacated for Chen Jing and the others.

"Junior brother, we are just competing, you have to be merciful!" The smile on Tan Sanzhi's face did not diminish.

"Senior brother, you should be merciful to me. After all, you started so many years before me and have learned many more skills than me..." Chen Jing said with a smile.

To be honest, Chen Jing felt that there was nothing wrong with his words, and he did not deliberately mean to ridicule him, but in Tan Sanzhi's ears, these words were no different from pointing at his nose and scolding him.

Master has said that our strength is between equals. Did you learn from dogs in those early years when you started? What's the use of having a senior brother?

"I would like to see if what Master said is true..."

When Tan San Zhi's words fell, his figure had disappeared, and Chen Jing also pulled out his magic sword and quickly retreated to adjust his position, but he did not expect that Tan San Zhi was faster than him, and directly used his physical body to Blocking his escape route.

All of a sudden.

Chen Jing felt that his brain suddenly became drowsy, and a harsh current noise rang out from the cochlear microphone. This was a sign that the brain computer had been invaded...

"Junior brother, it is not a good thing to think too highly of yourself."

Tan Sanzhi suddenly opened his Taoist robe and opened his chest to reveal the strange zipper that started from his dantian and spread to his chest.

Yes.

It should be a zipper, sewn on the flesh and blood. The metal texture is extremely strong, and the interlocking chain teeth are printed with the LOGO of the [Turing Research Society].

At this moment, the zipper is constantly squirming, as if an invisible hand is holding the slider and slowly opening it from top to bottom...

"Junior brother, over the years, you are the only person qualified to meet my 'Three Corpse Gods'..."

The smile on Tan San Zhi's face became even brighter, especially after seeing the three heads extending from his abdomen.

at this distance.

The junior brother has no chance to escape.

It can even be said that even the original vice president could not avoid it.

So there is only one ending.

"These are the three corpse gods that I have raised for hundreds of years, senior brother."

Tan Sanzhi pinched the spell with his left hand, and with a thought in his heart, he directly caused the "Three Corpse God" to break open his body, turn into three blurry shadows, and rush towards Chen Jing.

"Huai Jing, be careful in your next life."

Chapter 787 Hidden Dragon Kills Three Corpses (Part 1)

That's enough for the friendly discussion that Turing said. In other words, the discussions among the alchemists within the research association are always bloody. Especially the stronger the strength, the harder it is to stop. Even if there is no difference between life and death, at least one party will. Will cause serious injury and disability.

Therefore, everyone distanced themselves from the battlefield, leaving the area in the center of the conference room to Tan San Zhi and "Zhenjun Huai Jing."

"Master, look at this situation, they won't stop there." Wei Daoshi, as the eldest brother among the second generation disciples, couldn't help but speak at this moment, wanting to persuade Turing, "Let them continue fighting like this. Even if the outcome is determined by life or death, it will ultimately be a loss for our research association. Wouldn’t it be a little bit to waste these combat resources like this..."

"What are you worried about?" Turing suddenly asked.

"I...I'm worried..." Wei Dao Shi looked at his master indifferently. Although the answer was in his mouth, he didn't dare to say it directly.

"Deep space resuscitator?"

Turing knew what his apprentice was thinking without having to guess, and then explained with a smile.

"That trouble will disappear soon, completely."

Hearing this, the Taoist priest was immediately startled.

"Master! What do you mean..."

"I'm going to advance to the rank."

Turing did not deliberately lower his voice when he said this, so the disciples standing next to him could hear it, and they could hear it clearly...

"Master, are you going to advance to the rank?!" Senior Sister Yu on the side widened her eyes and asked in disbelief, "Aren't you already the eighth rank? Isn't this the highest level?!"

"Who told you that Sequence 8 is the highest state?" Turing asked.

"You said so!" Senior Sister Yu replied subconsciously.

"...That was my opinion before, once!" Turing explained helplessly, feeling a little regretful that he shouldn't have spoken so absolutely in the first place.

Sequence nine is an extremely secret message.

It has not been circulated among the ancient descendants, and even those ancient gods who have survived from the old times to this day may not necessarily know the information about Sequence Nine... The reason is very simple, Sequence Eight is the ultimate of all sequences, and only King Huang broke this boundary. At least he let some creatures know the concept of Sequence Nine. Therefore, the creatures who knew the real existence of "Sequence Nine" basically knew about the war between Deep Space and the Creator Group.

For example...Turing.

Before seeing any hope of promotion to the sequence, it never revealed any information about "Sequence Nine" to the outside world. The image it established for its disciples was that it stood on the ultimate, standing at the top of the biological pyramid...

In fact, from this perspective, Turing was still quite concerned about his reputation. Even when he was explaining to his disciples now, he said lightly that he had accumulated so many years of experience and finally his hard work paid off and he got the opportunity to explore the ultimate of biology.

It also just learned about Sequence Nine.

Even this concept of hierarchy is analyzed by itself.

"So, evolution has begun again." Turing said softly, "We have all been slacking off over the years, immersed in a state of illusory bliss, and have forgotten the first instinct of biological evolution... The path of cultivation is like sailing against the current. This sentence You all know the words, but you have almost forgotten them.”

"Master..."

"If you want to continue evolving and move towards the ultimate road, you must learn to fight like Huai Jing, even if it costs your life." Turing smiled, "Survival of the fittest, this is the law of biological evolution, so Let them fight to the end...This is just the beginning."

Hearing this, Wei Taoist also understood.

Why did Turing not care if internal members were killed or injured due to fighting?

Why isn't it afraid that the research association's combat resources will be wasted on such meaningless things?

The answer is obvious.

Turing once again became the Turing who tried his best to pursue the way of evolution.

The research institute is about to return to the state of "raising insects".

The fight to the death between Yu Huaijing and Tan Sanzhi is the prelude to the "Gu Urn".

came back.

They're all back!

"Hold."

Wei Daoshi couldn't help but cursed in his heart, but he didn't dare to curse too clearly. After all, Turing can monitor everyone's inner thoughts, and their thinking is transparent in front of Turing, so even if Wei Daoshi is reborn, I only dare to curse one word when I'm angry.

"What's wrong?" Turing turned his eyes and slowly looked at Wei Dao Shi. It could be seen that he heard Wei Dao Shi's heart.