"You know that mom is... a magic infusion master, right?" the fat man asked again.
"What's wrong with the Magic Injector?! I saved her in the Dark Night Forest for this reason!" Mai Wenming responded casually, "That's just another practice method, nothing to make a fuss about.
"Furthermore, the path of a magic injector is somewhat similar to that of a wasp. They both rely on devouring other people's energy to strengthen themselves. Don't you think this is interesting?" The old man added, fearing that his son would not understand.
"Why do you feel that my father regards my mother as a research subject?!" Mai Sang muttered in his heart, not knowing how to answer.
"Kung Fu is just Kung Fu. Although there are strengths and weaknesses, where does the difference between good and evil come from? People who don't know the truth think that magic infusion masters have embarked on the heretic path of evil spirits. Little do they know that this is actually the manifestation of human potential after their potential is stimulated.
It’s just a natural talent! And most magic infusion masters blindly suppress their own energy because of worry, which makes them crazy, letting anger replace reason, making everyone afraid! But your mother is optimistic by nature and good-natured.
So I have developed a unique skill instead!" Mai Wenming revealed the mystery of the magic infusion master in one word like a great master.
"You know, my blood essence seems to have the effect of soothing and even healing demonic energy. This..." the fat man whispered.
"This is the wonderful thing! Your bloodline inheritance is already very powerful. After mutation, it becomes even more unpredictable. It will definitely become a weapon against the wasps, haha!" the old man said excitedly, and then corrected him.
Said: "However, that is not called healing, nor is it as simple as soothing. In time, the magic injector who drank your blood should obey your orders! If this trick is also effective on wasps, think about it.
What a scene!"
Looking at the old man's shining eyes, Mr. Mai felt even colder, feeling that he was also a guinea pig in the opponent's revenge experiment.
"Let's not talk about this anymore." Realizing that he had revealed his secret, Mai Wenming changed the topic and asked, "How sure are you about becoming a Tiandao person?"
"Why should I become a Taoist of Heaven?" Fatty asked, feeling depressed and pouting.
"Disputes have arisen on the mainland. Only the people of Tiandao can re-establish the order and determine the future direction of the Yatai. McCann and the Doctors Association obviously have the backing of the Wasp. The Ruhrs are no longer glorious. I am afraid that they can only force it by joining forces with Chino.
To compete with each other, their super contract talents are withering away. There are no up-and-coming stars, but the ones that have become successful are limited. If you can't take the position of Tian Dao Ren, the world will definitely fall into the hands of those people like Gongzhuang Deming!" It seems that he has seen through his son's thoughts.
, Mai Wenming said coldly, as if he was not afraid of the other party's disobedience.
"Didn't Gongzhuang Deming just want Master Zhu to rule the world? This might not be a bad thing..." Mai Sang deliberately spoke sarcastically in a low voice.
"Huh! Good thing?!" The old man was not angry, but muttered disdainfully: "The law of the jungle is the law of the jungle, but it does not apply in human society! What the Masters pursue after all is the improvement of personal realm. If there are no restrictions, they will
Eventually, ordinary people will be treated as slaves to collect resources for themselves. By then, mankind will not be far from extinction! What happened to Blue Star is a lesson learned from the past! Haha, but this is something that your elemental brothers are happy to see happen!
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"The key is that those guys in the Masters Association are short-sighted and only care about immediate interests. They have no awareness of the threat of wasps. They think they are lucky! Little did they know that their plan is to fatten the pigs and then eat them in one bite!"
It wasn't fierce enough, so Mai Wenming chased him again.
The fat man knew that what his father said was true, but thinking about the elemental brothers made him even more troubled. He could only calm down and asked: "After all, the Heavenly Daoist must also be your fabrication, right?! I don't believe that he can do it on his own."
Turn the tide! What's more, even if such a person really appears, wouldn't the Wasp know about it and would let him disrupt his plan? "
Knowing his son's intention, an imperceptible smile flashed across the corner of the old man's lips, and he replied calmly: "My prophecy is not groundless, it is a cosmic revelation that only the Lord God can understand. The people of Heaven are first the leaders of the human race, and then they are the ones among the masters.
Leader, in the end, he has to defeat all the gods who dare to challenge and become a god in one battle. The hornets naturally know this, but they just think that the people of heaven will eventually side with them!"
"So that's it..." Mai Sang's little heart jumped involuntarily, and then he realized that the Tiandao people were actually the focus of competition between the protoss from Blue Star and the Wasps.
"I am only at the intermediate level now. Don't you think this level is a bit low? Even if I have that intention, I don't have the strength to fight for it!" Thinking of the reality, Mr. Mai became frustrated again.
"You are my son, how can your strength be measured by the standards of ordinary injection masters?!" The old man said displeasedly, taking out a crystal clear pill from his arms and holding it in his palm.
"What is this..." Smelling the refreshing aroma, the fat man resisted the impulse in his heart and took a step back.
"Dan Mingtian Emperor can help you! However, how much entry you can get depends on your luck!" Mai Wenming seemed to be very satisfied with his son's caution and said seriously.
"Dad! I'm your biological son, are you kidding me?! Ever since Master Gongzhuang, no elixir is safe. If it weren't for the young master, I would have died so many times! What is the use of this thing?
What are the side effects? What's the safest way to take it? Before or after meals?!" Mr. Mai once again saw in the other party's eyes the kind of fanaticism only seen by high-end researchers, and suddenly felt bad.
"There's so much nonsense!" Mai Wenming was so angry that he almost laughed out loud. He scolded and suddenly tapped his son on the chest.
"It's over, I can't move anymore!" The fat man was shocked. He wanted to struggle but couldn't. He opened his mouth to scream, but he immediately felt an extra pill in his mouth.
The pill melts instantly in the mouth, dissolving into a fragrant clear stream that goes straight into the chest and abdomen.
"Remember, you have to find the divine core as soon as possible and fuse with it to have the real strength to compete for the heavenly people. No matter how fast the pills improve, it is just an external force. If you want to use the energy for your own use, you need more experience and practice..."
"It is difficult to achieve great things if only children love each other. But if you want to live a good relationship, it is useless if you don't understand the reason. You should make your own decision..."
"I feel a little guilty for your mother, but there is nothing to regret. It is inevitable to sacrifice for victory, even relatives and friends... If Maixi Village cannot be saved in the end, don't worry, just try to keep everyone with you! If you do big things, there is no need to worry about it.
How can your own team do well..."
"Promise me not to open the secret room here before becoming a Heavenly Daoist..."
"I am seriously injured. This body cannot be preserved. There is no need to be sad about this. When the work is completed, it will be the time when our father and son meet again..."
Mai Sang's head felt as if he was in the clouds, but his father's intermittent instructions came to his ears.
"Dad, don't leave, I don't want your elixir, ah..." Feeling the mark of a stone ax in the sea of consciousness, and seeing his father's body turn into dust and smoke on the bamboo bed, the fat man shouted weakly with tears in his eyes.