Like a revolving door, Old Man Zhou experienced Ma Chao's life.
He became famous at a young age. He fought with his father in his early years and refused Cao Cao's conquests many times. After his father Ma Teng came to Beijing, Ma Chao stayed in the separatist government. After being defeated by Cao Cao in the Battle of Tongguan, he separatized the Longshang counties. After the failure, he defected to Zhang Lu.
Finally switched to Liu Bei.
Although Ma Chao was only 47 years old when he finally died of illness, and he lived far longer than Mr. Zhou, looking at Ma Chao's life, Mr. Zhou only felt that it was indescribably magnificent.
Old man Zhou woke up.
His consciousness was perfectly integrated with Ma Chao's consciousness. Although Ma Chao's will was strong, he did not seem to have the idea of snatching the main body of consciousness, so the main consciousness was still him.
But compared to him before, his personality has undergone some changes, and as time goes by, his personality may undergo further changes.
After moving his body slightly, Zhou Yuan found that his body had also undergone some changes.
His body was still his original body, but he felt that his body had become lighter inexplicably, and at the same time, his body seemed to have the vitality of a young man.
In addition, Zhou Yuan also discovered that he seemed to have something in his body.
It seems that he has a tiger-headed golden spear, but he can't take it out.
"No, how can I have a gun in my body? Even if my tiger-headed golden gun is really here, my body can't hold it."
While thinking, Zhou Yuan suddenly felt something. A cold light appeared in his eyes, and he met Sisili's gaze.
Zhou Yuan nodded slightly and raised his hand to Sisili.
Sisili looked confused. Seeing that Old Man Zhou seemed to have regained consciousness, she cast her gaze over. As a result, Old Man Zhou immediately noticed her gaze and looked directly at her.
From Old Man Zhou's sight, she felt an indescribable sense of oppression.
Not only that, Old Zhou's temperament has also undergone earth-shaking changes. Before, Old Zhou looked like an old man from the human race, but now, although Zhou Yuan's appearance has not changed significantly, he seems to be several dozen years younger.
Her hair was still gray, but it gave people the impression of a person who has aged prematurely in middle age, and she had an inexplicable feeling that Zhou Yuan seemed to have become more handsome.
In Sisili's sight, Zhou Yuan's expression suddenly changed, and then he walked up to Feng Zhishi with a respectful expression, bowed and said: "Master, it turns out that this is what you said about the heroic spirit. If you
Can you explain it in advance...I understand, no matter how clear you explain it, we still can't understand it without personal experience."
After completely integrating with Ma Chao's consciousness, Zhou Yuan and Feng Zhizi developed some mysterious sense of connection.
He learned the identity of the leader of the Human Religion, Feng Shishi, and learned that he had become an official member of the Human Religion.
In addition to these, Zhou Yuan also felt Feng Shizhi's move to re-establish the human race's orthodoxy and establish the human religion.
While thinking about it, Zhou Yuan could only feel his blood boiling and his mind constantly agitated. He wanted to take up his gun and mount his horse to clear all obstacles for the human race.
Feeling the connection between Zhou Yuan and himself, Feng Zhizhi nodded slightly and said: "It seems that you and Ma Chao have integrated well. The wasted years have made you what you are now, but in fact, your heart is eager to fight and fight.
The only pity is that your character is a little worse, and the strength of the heroic spirits drawn is also a little worse.
So even though your integration is better, in terms of strength, Huang Er's improvement is greater."
Zhou Yuan nodded. Perhaps due to the influence of Ma Chao's character, he felt a little dissatisfied. However, he was not Ma Chao after all, so he did not express his dissatisfaction.
Afterwards, Zhou Yuan suddenly noticed an orange sphere spinning continuously on Feng Zhishi's fingertips.
The sphere was actually in Feng Zhi's hands when he regained consciousness, but he didn't pay special attention to it before.
And just now, he felt inexplicably that this orange sphere seemed to contain some kind of power, a very powerful power.
Zhou Yuan looked at the sphere on Feng Shishi's fingertips and asked doubtfully: "Master, what is spinning on your fingertips?"
"Don't you know?" Feng Zhidao looked confused, then thought of something and said: "I forgot that you are equivalent to the indigenous people of this world. Ma Chao has no such thing in his memory. This is basketball."
"basketball?"
Zhou Yuan followed Feng Zhi's line of sight and quickly spotted Huang Er lying on the ground with his eyes staring straight at the sky.
Although Huang Er showed no expression, Zhou Yuan felt some kind of resentment or annoyance from Huang Er.
Just when he was confused, he saw Huang Er sitting up with an irritated look on his face.
In fact, we can't blame Huang Er for being irritable.
Although he thought it was a vampire trap at first, and he was very resistant, when he entered the space and saw the bloody arm with a bunch of cards spread out, he already guessed what it was.
Those cards should represent various human heroic spirits, and he can randomly select one.
The heroic spirits drawn may be good or bad, and Huang Er actually made some preparations before drawing the card.
Then, he discovered that he had drawn Jordan, the hero card of basketball god Michael Jordan.
He gained the memory of Jordan's legendary glory, two and three consecutive championships, a career average of 30 per game, and 10 regular season scoring titles. He suppressed an era.
In general, the integration of consciousness between him and Jordan is not perfect, and there may be a slight sense of mental separation, but it is still acceptable.
Both he and the heroic spirit Jordan believe that playing basketball is of little use in this strange world.
This was also the reason why he was lying on the ground just now, looking straight at the sky, feeling irritable.
Then, just as he was sitting up, his thoughts were extremely confused, the leader of the People's Religion, Feng Zhiwei, suddenly threw a basketball at him.
The basketball was thrown at him so fast that it seemed to create a sonic boom, but he easily caught the basketball in his hand. After catching the basketball in his hand, he suddenly discovered that he had a connection with the basketball.
feeling.
"Why, I feel like this basketball belongs to me, as if it came out of my body?"
Huang Er said to himself, he threw the basketball over the lake in front of him, and then grabbed the flying basketball with his palm, and saw that the flying basketball suddenly stopped flying and flew back into his hand.
After flicking the basketball a few times, Huang Er was still confused when he found the leader of the People's Sect walking up to him and saying, "Because this basketball itself belongs to you."
Feng Zhizhi said, picking up Huang Er's basketball, and then stuffed the basketball into Huang Er's chest under Huang Er's disbelieving gaze.
Feng didn't know: "Unlike Zhou Yuan's spear that was not completely condensed, your basketball is completely condensed and can be taken out of your body at any time..."