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Chapter 789 Magical Realism

"Facts aside, I agree with your point of view." Li Leisi first asked an inconspicuous question: "But even for an alienated giant toad, isn't a tongue more than a thousand meters long a bit... hmm?

...So is its mouth smoothbore or rifled? Is it primed or hydraulic?"

Lao Wang was so moved that he choked up and lost his voice. Someone who can obviously talk about physics even talked to you in a serious manner. She really made me cry to death...

What is this phenomenon? Is this the power of love? Or did the sun come out of the bed yesterday?

emmm, ball sack!

Bed?

It seems that as a friend of Teacher Cang for many years, I need to urge him to work a few more shifts every day to nourish the big thunder and understand it. It is up to you to turn a hundred steel-making into a soft finger, dear Davarich!

A group of people who have never seen the world are still busy fighting to carve up the empty island and the meager resources. People with real vision, such as Master Wang, have already packed the mucus on the turf with medical examination sputum boxes and ran away seriously.

I need to ask Xiaobi Zaizi for the test results.

"Come on, let's analyze what this is!"

[99.6% weakly alkaline saliva and part of urinary tract excretion]

"So, what kind of saliva is this?"

[The results of this prayer consultation have been provided]

"Grass..."

Answer the same question only once, this is the underlying rule.

Speaking of Little Coin Zaizi, it always gives people a sense of fatalism and metaphysics, but the problem is that its responses are also metaphysical. It is very irritating because it is ambiguous and unclear and will never spend a piece of it even if it gives you eight cents.

Li Cang actually had no hope at all for the test results. He was somewhat indifferent about what they were...

Even if you ask the most sophisticated entry, Xiaobi Zaizi will never be able to give detailed attributes, and face-to-face identification will not work. What's more, if you only have this little saliva in your hand, how useful will it be to get a bunch of stars?

Then, the slap in the face came.

I don’t know whether it was Master Wang’s uprightness that impressed Little Coin Boy, or it was because he really didn’t live up to expectations, or he was impatient after being tortured over and over again, or maybe the two equally worthless guys matched up with the entry code, Little Coin Boy.

For the first time, he actually gave a very symbolic answer:

【Tarantula】

Race:***

height:***

weight:***

strength:***

agile:***

ability:***

"Hahaha!" Lao Wang laughed wildly: "Li, does your face hurt? Hahahaha, did you see it? It said it, it really said it! Hahahaha~"

"How did you ask?"

"Hahaha, of course... yes... I'll think about it later... I was stunned, I was stunned... I said... what did I say... bastard... I

Forgot..."

"roll!"

Although the idea of ​​a creature with a tongue that is more than a thousand meters long is self-defeating, this does not prevent Master Wang from thinking that his character is firmly established.

"It's just a big spider. I have already seen through your despicability and cowardice!"

Master Wang said as he seriously prepared incendiary bombs, incendiary agents, anti-spider toxins, and other things that he analyzed to be useful against the Wolf Spider's shameless sneak attack.

Don't look at the easy talk this guy says, think about the size and strength that can easily touch a living person quietly, think about the possible existence of ferocious fangs full of venom, as many as several rows of big eyes, and

Even though his body is covered with fluff, Lao Wang still has a little bit of his heart, not much, just a little bit.

Regarding the matter of tarantula poison, I think the second girl who came to the village has a strong say. Yes, the same Erya who was tricked into pulling the sledge by Teacher Cang's beauty.

In the mountains surrounding Grandpa Wang's village, you can occasionally see a kind of cave-dwelling wolf spider. It is small in size and quick in movement. It is not good at hunting birds but it is good at replenishing people.

Considering the road conditions at that time, coupled with the vast land and sparse population in the north and the unsatisfactory medical conditions, it is easy to imagine that one would suffer a lot from being talked about this thing. Erya was young and in poor health at the time, and after being poisoned

The situation is very bad. A bunch of uncles and aunties heard somewhere that this kind of spider poison can't kill people with heat stroke and fever...

So the question is, what is the easiest way to make people have a fever?

The answer: washing powder.

Erya's condition at that time definitely couldn't withstand the tossing of washing powder, so they chose a more unpretentious method - intentionally or unintentionally - to let Erya accept the comfort of Mother Taiyang.

We rode the tractor all the way to the hospital in the hot summer sun. The four elderly and aunties who were almost dead from exhaustion, plus Erya's grandparents and parents, didn't drink a sip of water or say a word.

, I was sprayed all over my face by the nurse on duty.

Poisoning, heatstroke...

The only reason Erya can survive is that even God can't bear to see her. He doesn't want to see such a cute and cute little girl being tricked into losing the chance to turn into a black military coat.

When asked afterwards, the so-called detoxification remedies and experiences that those people swore were nonsense. The people who had been rescued before could only be a coincidence, or they simply relied on their physical fitness to survive.

It is a bit difficult for a normal human to achieve this condition: the toxicity of this spider venom will indeed be destroyed when the temperature reaches above 75°C.

Master Wang seriously suspected that his lingering fear of all kinds of strange things was probably due to the psychological shadow caused by this incident. Theoretically, no child could survive after witnessing such a frustrating behavior.

Can you keep your aura stable?

After Lao Wang left, Li Cang moved his eyes away from the map and put on a look of relief like an old father.

"I have finally grown up. My son Wang really looks like an emperor!"

Li Leisi stared at him dumbfounded: "You can never have enough fun, right? I really can't understand your men's bad taste."

The Marauder's Map is no longer useful. It's a good thing. As long as you're willing to spend money, I can't wait to show you the pants I've lost for three years. The only shortcoming is the same as all paper maps, that is, public opinion can only

Stay on paper.

The map is marked with densely overlapping land masses and large red dots representing the movements of the walking dead and strange beasts. However, it is two-dimensional and the space is three-dimensional. Li Cang can only be satisfied with the overlapping and majestic lines all over the map.

He threw the map aside with his head full of lawsuits.

"I..."

"I advise you to be kind!"

"You know what I'm going to say?!"

"Ha~"

Li Cang was helpless and said earnestly: "Think about it, this thing can touch a subordinate under everyone's nose, so it is definitely not weak. Just be my stepson and don't wrong it. Besides, so is the wolf spider."

It's quite cute and fluffy, isn't that what you like?"

"Bah! You are so good at this!" Li Laixi said faintly: "Li Cang, you have reached the point where you can even describe that kind of thing as furry and cute? You are playing very perverted!"


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