And during the writing process, Xie Yuan felt that taking separate photos was a very correct choice.
Because he originally planned to write in half, then in thirds, quarters, and finally one layer at a time.
Without him, it would be too difficult to draw!
Just this picture of the first level makes him mentally weak. You must know that he is a person who has reached the fifth level, and his mental power is constantly increasing due to frequent meditation.
But even when the first picture was roughly completed, he couldn't help but feel sleepy. This was a sign of excessive concentration. After he picked up the brush and concentrated on the last stroke, he couldn't hold on anymore.
As soon as it fell, it fell to the table.
He was in a deep coma.
The first thing I felt when I woke up was that I smelled the disinfectant from the hospital again. I was in prison again!
As soon as this thought appeared, he immediately got up, but the moment in front of him made him temporarily relieved.
The ward environment here is very quiet, and the decoration is better than the prison medical room. It is a hospital.
"Are you awake?" A doctor wearing a top hat and a mask walked in and asked with concern.
But Xie Yuan felt very strange because of his arrival, because he knew this person and was the doctor who examined him at that time!
Is he in a hospital or a prison infirmary?
"Comrade Petrenko, please allow me to introduce myself. I am the director of the KGB Hospital, and I am also responsible for the health of my leader, General Serov." Seeing Xie Yuan's strange expression, the doctor knew that he had met a few days ago.
, which caused him to misunderstand, and he immediately explained.
After all, anyone who comes out of prison and has no criminal record is a normal Alliance citizen. At this moment, Xie Yuan is just a patient.
"Comrade Petrenko, your body is almost superhuman. No, no, no, you can already be said to be superhuman." After the dean introduced himself, he immediately focused on Xie Yuan's physical fitness.
"How did you train? Did you take any hormones or antibiotics? You suddenly fell into a deep coma three nights ago. Have you done anything before?"
Xie Yuan was confused by the series of questions, but he still noticed the word "three days ago".
Just describing that thing made him sleep for three days?
However, this also has an advantage, that is, Serov of this violent organization will reduce the uncertainty of this first picture.
It is also a feedback to enhance trust between the two parties. Although the two will never become friends, at least he will alleviate a little doubt about this gift.
Xie Yuan thought while listening to the dean's nagging narrative.
…
Serov did not trust this Xie Yuan's "painstaking" work, but he also knew the importance of this picture.
To be honest, if Xie Yuan hadn't really drawn this exercise diagram and caused a deep coma, he would have sent it to the Sports Bureau for experiments. Now he even has a selfish desire to take it for himself.
After all, this is a genuine magical secret book. Although he doesn't understand why it is actually a yoga technique, he still can't believe it.
After all, according to his habit, he would kill people completely and then plunder the ownerless trophies. In this kind of equal exchange, he... had concerns in his heart and was a little afraid of taking part in a fake.
But without him, Xie Yuan's attitude towards him was too indifferent, and he didn't even care about physical examination, blood drawing, and sampling.
He wiped out his property in Central America without any hesitation. He had no wife or children, and his only friends were one in a labor camp in Wakuta and the other in Hong Kong in Southeast Asia.
They are not important people. The one in Southeast Asia is just a martial artist and has no influence.
As for the parents? Well, that counts, but the two old people have experienced the devastation of World War II and the "pain of losing a child". At the same time, they have been honest farmers on the outskirts of Volgograd all their lives.
If you cause trouble to them, not only will the people below look down upon you, but you will also feel troubled in your heart.
The KGB's ultimate goal has always been to protect the security of the Union, which includes every citizen, man, woman, and child.
As for killing him without caring about it? It’s not that he didn’t have this idea at first. After all, people are selfish and he also wants to monopolize the world.
But at the next moment, he suddenly got goosebumps, as if he vaguely felt that if he really killed Xie Yuan, it was not impossible, but he would have serious sequelae.
He felt that such sequelae might cause everything he had now to disappear. This feeling of dying together made him quickly put out the idea of killing people and silencing them.
Once his murderous intent was extinguished, his sense of crisis quickly disappeared, which forced him to resort to the next best thing, switching from killing people for treasure to using it for himself.
But after he had a thorough contact with Xie Yuan, he realized that this was not easy.
Because in order for Xie Yuan to really be able to be used by him, the most important thing is to make him popular or popular. This kind of mentality of coming back after all the money is spent, and not fighting, the mentality of being strong without desire cannot be used at all.
By the way, there are also his comrades in Wakuta! This involves one of his emotions: guilt. This is the only breakthrough in his almost ruthless and desireless mentality.
Thinking of this, he immediately carefully placed the white paper that vaguely contained divine light on the tray and asked Lucani to take it to the General Administration of Technology for testing.
He decided to accept this gift, which was to accept Xie Yuan's kindness. But he hoped to get a more scientific analysis and believed that an ancient yoga technique would not stump the scientific power of the Great Alliance.
If you are stumped, either Xie Yuan’s work contains errors or omissions, or the scientist is incompetent!
He said to another confidential secretary Ise Moteni: "Make a memorandum and invite Dmitry Petrenko's parents here to arrange to meet him and give him a surprise, but don't be too surprised.
A reason such as amnesia.
Then prepare a vehicle and go to Kazan Prison."
The tall and well-proportioned Eastern European female secretary nodded in understanding.
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A few days later…
"Hiss! Someone is plotting against me." Xie Yuan, who was resting in bed with his eyes closed, suddenly felt a chill in his body.
But it's obviously not fatal, otherwise it would just be a constant whim.
Who is it? When Xie Yuan thought about it, he thought of one person, Serov. He was the only one who thought about it, or had the ability to plot against him.
Thinking of this, he could only sit up, get out of bed, and walk outside the window.
Outside the KGB hospital are row upon row of monolithic buildings. This is a characteristic of the alliance. There are many high-end buildings that inherit the Russian style.
As he looked at it, Xie Yuan couldn't help but let out a long sigh, because when he saw his own reflection in the mirror, his originally rosy face turned pale and lost all color. If he hadn't had a good foundation, he almost wouldn't have woken up this time.
This time he helped draw a picture and almost lost his life. Xie Yuan also wanted to be afraid of it, but this time it was not without its benefits.
It was a point to win Serov's trust, but because he was overly exhausted by painting and calligraphy very carefully, it turned out to be a blessing in disguise, and he felt that his mental strength had increased.
It's just like standing up after breaking up. Unfortunately, only the total amount has increased, but the state has not fluctuated at all. After all, the state of mind at each level must be experienced by oneself.
Every time he enters the realm, it is a state of Nirvana. Xie Yuan feels that in order to truly reach a higher level, he may need to have more understanding of the world of mortals.
"Dimitri?" While he was looking out the window and comprehending the various aspects of life, Xie Yuan suddenly heard a very familiar voice.
Turning his head heavily, tears flowed from Xie Yuan's eyes.