Being able to awaken the memory of the past life under the stimulation of death this time is considered a blessing among misfortunes.
...Fan Luo thought somewhat happily.
After reincarnation, his name in this life is Fan Luo. Although Su Qiulian and Fan Luo are the same person, in this world, for convenience, he will continue to live in this world as Fan Luo.
The practice room that belongs to him seems to do the same thing. In different universes and different identities, the practice room has also undergone some changes.
At this time, the name displayed on the character panel was clearly "Fan Luo".
(Warning: The current physical condition is extremely poor, the brain has been injured, and the organs have been damaged!!)
(Tip: The brackets indicate physical attributes when healthy, the average for normal people is 0.6~1.1.)
Skill:
1. Sword Intent, the realm of swordsmanship in the outer universe [Transcendental to Sainthood], because it is rejected by the current universe, only the purest Sword Intent is retained.
Equipment: Universe Bag (unique), Mirror of Time (Blood Refining Epic), Beheading Sword (ordinary), slightly.
Fan Luo found that many things were missing from the equipment and inventory lists, but those missing items, including the Jiyang Ruler, the Black Knife, and the skill secrets, were all well stored in the Qiankun Bag.
Since it exists, why not show it?
He thought of a possibility, and immediately took out a low-quality machete from the Qiankun bag. A terrible thing happened. The moment the machete left the Qiankun bag, it peeled off like pieces of paint, and was completely annihilated in a breath.
Fan Luo's face darkened.
This machete was issued by the Heyang Gang and is a thing from another universe.
It seems that anything that does not belong to this universe will be erased from the world.
However...it seems there are exceptions.
The Mirror of Time is still displayed on the equipment. It seems to have been recognized by the universe, or has not been rejected?!
Is it because the grade of the Mirror of Time is high enough, or is it refined with blood? Or is it because of its own special characteristics?
Fan Luo hesitated, but ultimately did not take it out.
If you want to know, you only need to take an item and refine it with blood once. There is no need to take risks with this treasure. Whether he can return to the deserted island in the future depends on the mirror of time.
But there's no rush in this matter.
There are not many blood refining stones on his body, only nine are left.
At that time, in order to successfully refine the blood-refined "Mirror of Time" of unknown grade, hundreds of blood-refined stones were released at once.
The reason why these few pills were not taken together for blood refining was because he no longer had the energy to care about them at that time. Who would care about these things at a critical moment, a moment of life and death?
Fan Luo turned on the shower head and took a cold shower.
Then he put on clean clothes, took out the last 76 yuan note and thirteen 2 yuan coins from the peeling and cracked wallet, and finally put on the key and pushed open the iron door. But when he was about to go out, he thought about it and returned to the house.
Inside, he quickly packed some ID documents in his backpack and took them away.
Close the iron door and come outside the corridor filled with debris.
At the elevator entrance, there was a gorgeously dressed woman wearing heavy makeup.
The woman lowered her head and played with her mobile phone, her fingers painted with pink nail polish.
After seeing Fan Luo, the woman turned her back and continued to watch the video.
Fan Luo was also waiting at the elevator entrance. Not far away from the woman, he smelled a pungent smell of cheap perfume.
He knew this woman, she lived next door to her, and she often brought strange men back, causing a lot of disturbance to the residents at night.
She is considered the richest person in this building.
Maybe it's for this reason that she never looks at other people seriously.
Just like now.
"I can't even afford 300 yuan..."
The woman murmured.
Fan Luo glanced at her and said nothing.
Ding!
The elevator has arrived.
Two little girls came out, one was about eleven or twelve years old, and the other looked to be five or six years old. They were both very young. The two little girls glanced at Fan Luo and the woman, held hands, and walked away quickly without saying a word.
.
The woman stepped on red high heels and stepped into the elevator. Fan Luo also walked in and pressed the button for the first floor.
The elevator door slowly closed.
But at the moment when it was about to close, a hand suddenly thrust in.
The woman was startled and hugged her white handbag tightly.
The elevator door was forced open.
A woman with messy hair looked at the two of them with dead eyes and walked slowly into the elevator.
Fan Luo stepped back a little and got out of the way.
The elevator door closed again.
An unpleasant odor emanated from the woman's body.
The heavily made-up woman and Fan Luo couldn't help but retreat a little further.
Ding!
The elevator stopped once on the twenty-third floor.
A bald man walked in, smelling of alcohol.
Then we stopped again on the seventeenth floor.
A bald pregnant woman walked in.
Finally, we stopped once on the ninth floor.
An old woman with handicapped hands and feet walked in.
It took almost seven minutes before the elevator finally reached the first floor.
There is a Wang grocery store downstairs, which sells everything.
Fan Luo used to buy instant noodles here often. The boss was an old man in his sixties with a very bad personality.
Fan Luo walked out of the building, walked dozens of meters along the avenue, and came to a fast food restaurant. He ordered a cooked claypot rice and took it away.
Bacon pork ribs double combo!
Then I called a taxi on my phone.
Fan Luo's current body has suffered a certain degree of damage to his brain and organs due to carbon monoxide poisoning.
In fact, his brain is still aching and his vision is blurred, which are all the sequelae of poisoning.
If it remains untreated, the consequences may become more serious.
If it were before, he would only have less than 70 yuan left in his body. With this money, he could at most take a taxi, register a number, and then it would be basically gone, but now...
He had a total of 9,928,341 gold on him. It was gold, not banknotes. It was all pure gold produced in the training room.
In this world, gold is currently worth 550 to 670 yuan per gram, and people are very enthusiastic about gold.
How many grams does a golden pimple weigh?
Fan Luo doesn't know yet, but it will be enough to pay for the early medical expenses.
As for the hospital not accepting it, that doesn't matter, because the taxi he called is going to the gold shop, where gold is recycled at a high price.
And it's very efficient.
Once it was confirmed that it was thousands of pure gold, I immediately offered a price of 250.
Fan Luo picked up the gold and left without saying a word. The owner of the gold shop quickly chased him out and finally bought ten gold lumps from him for 320 yuan per gram.
Each pill weighs approximately 5 grams.
Fan Luo received 16,000 yuan.
Fan Luo took a taxi again and arrived at the best private hospital in Tokura City more than ten minutes later.
An inspection cost more than 4,000 yuan.
After being hospitalized for nearly half a month, Fan Luo had no choice but to go out and sell some gold lumps to pay for the follow-up medical expenses.
Fortunately, he broke the window in time, otherwise it would not be as simple as staying there for half a month.
But even so, his condition still has not completely improved.