Eight hundred and fortieth chapters make my choice
"No, this flower is poisonous, so close your eyes."
Because this flower appeared so unexpectedly, it attracted a lot of people's attention, and it was such a sensitive moment, so many people fell for it.
Beautiful flowers bloomed on the body, and the mental realm was filled with a flower. All the poisoned people fell into confusion at this moment. They could not understand themselves now, or in other words, they had begun to question their own existence. What exactly did they do?
Is it a person or a flower?
"Just now."
Fang Yuan determined a direction and rushed out carrying Gu Jia, who was about to collapse.
Gu Jia was the one taking action in the first three hours, so Fang Yuan sent the girl in red skirt to block the attack on the two of them.
Therefore, Fang Yuan, as the commander, actually didn't exert any effort at all, so when he was escaping now, he simply used all his strength.
The boy ran very fast, especially at this time, and even ran at his top speed.
A strong fragrant smell lingered around, and everyone wherever the young man passed was affected.
Fang Yuan was also puzzled. He was obviously getting further and further away from the real source. How could anyone still fall for the trick? Could it be that they were all chasing after him from the source?
"Mom, do you feel a little strange? There seems to be something different around here. We seem to be still within the coverage of those weird flowers."
Fang Yuan looked at the head of the girl on his back, and she found that the girl was staring at his head intently, as if she saw a beautiful flower on it.
"Son! Although you are a flower in Hongcheng, it is not a good thing to have a flower growing on your head."
Fang Yuan was speechless. How could he be joking? People with flowers on their heads also had flowers on their bodies. They were poisoned, but he was always awake. Moreover, there were no changes in his body. How could he say that?
Are there flowers on your head?
Although the first reaction was to deny it, the second reaction was to start thinking about the matter. After all, it was already this time and Gu Jia didn't have the strength to joke with him.
"Before, I felt that a piece of my consciousness was missing, as if something had stolen it. Now it seems that it was probably snatched away by the flower above my head. But since I haven't hurt myself now, it means that this flower
It is harmless for the time being. Since it is harmless, it is not an enemy at the moment. There is no need to pay too much attention to it. The top priority now is to escape.
"
With the decision made, the young man became more unscrupulous and knew that he had a trump card above his head.
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"That's it. You see, it's great now. In this way, I also have part of your flower-growing ability. Let's work together to make more flowers bloom all over the hill. Just imagine, breathing in such a sea of flowers will inevitably
It’s an extremely refreshing thing, and sometimes it would be even better if you could paint a few more descendants.”
In the spiritual realm of Naya's Flower, Fang Yuan began to draw endlessly, depicting beautiful pictures one after another for the man in white. These are all futures that are uncertain and realistic, but they are all possible to be realized.
Fang Yuan knew that the other party was not easy to deceive, so he took the initiative to ask for help and spent thousands of flowers angrily. In the end, his hands softened, but he still kept tempting him, hoping to get more power.
The man in white saw the young man's sincerity and stopped hiding it. He actually told some things on his own initiative. However, compared to these things, the young man was more concerned about the seizure of authority, so he did not record the matter.
, because its own consciousness is very weak. If you want to forcefully record those stories that may seem important but actually have no effect, you are simply asking for trouble.
Now far away from the sea of fire, the passage to the outside world has also healed. Now he is only one person left, and the only one he can rely on is himself. What if any of the flowers he planted has the same situation as himself, or maybe
A consciousness that is more complete than one's own, and one who has no authority, will be a weaker existence than an ant in front of the other party.
Now that the world has given him a chance to start over, he will never be so bad again. He must make his position stable, even if he is not the number one, then he is the second.
"Actually, I alone can't survive for long, and although this world is stable, it will restart every once in a while. Every time it restarts, my memory will be reset. At that time, I will forget the past and will not be able to survive."
Knowing what kind of person I was in the previous generation, maybe as a program, I shouldn't have such emotions."
"Brother Hua, how can you say that? The existence of the program itself is reasonable. Furthermore, who said that the program cannot have its own thinking. Every time it is restarted, although the elder brother loses his memory, it is imprinted on the bottom logic.
The experience will not disappear, and those subconscious actions and good feelings cannot be concealed."
The man in white looked at the young man, knowing clearly that this boy was trying to put money on his face. Wasn't it him that he was talking about? But as a program, it still involuntarily judged the possibility, and found that this possibility was very likely.
high.
"It's not that I don't want to give you greater authority, but I'm afraid that you won't be able to afford it, because the higher the authority, the higher your integration with this world. If you want to leave this world, it will become more difficult, even
You will be trapped here with me forever, sharing life and death with this world."
"Brother, what you said is beyond the pale. I have no intention of going out since I came in. I have already regretted the outside world. It would be better to create a world in this world to be more free and happy."
The man in white was impressed by the young man's free and easy attitude, and immediately handed over 30% of the authority. In this way, the world itself had 30% of authority, the man in white had 40% of authority, and Fang Yuan had 30% of authority.
Of course, permissions are not discussed in this way. After all, of the 40% permissions held by the man in white, 30% are core permissions and 10% are advanced permissions.
And 40% of what the world has is core authority.
Forty percent of what Fang Yuan has is basic authority.
However, from another perspective, Fang Yuan now has all the basic authority in this world.
"Brother Hua, this world will become a better place because of your decision!"
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Fang Yuan is no longer in a hurry to leave, because he is almost invincible now, and anyone who sees him in any way or form will be poisoned.
Regardless of yourself, if you want to attack, it is impossible, because the boy has a defensive talent like the girl in the red skirt. It is like a natural defense network, blocking almost 100% of the attacks, and anything can attack him.
Everyone will be entertained by the powerless Gu Jia.
It's like a hedgehog. If you don't provoke it, it won't bother to care about you. If you dare to provoke it, even if you touch it along its spine, you will receive a terrible counterattack.
It's just that Hongcheng is now turned upside down by two people. If word spreads, other cities will laugh out loud. If they haven't wiped out these two people, this will no longer be able to stand.
From the initial choice, to being forced by pressure from all parties, to now being forced to do so.
Fang Yuan has been refreshing Mr. Yu's knowledge. It is like a small ant, slowly evolving, and finally one day, this huge man suffered a tragic blow.
Mr. Yu, who was on the hospital bed, had completely calmed down at this moment. He knew that such a confession was meaningless. On the contrary, it would also allow the virus to spread rapidly.
Although the serum medicine has been refined now, the effect is not very good. Only the efficacy of the spiritual guardian can eradicate this toxin, so there is no need to send more people to suppress these two people who are already an eyesore.
"Let them go! Be sure to kill these two people. As for the laboratory and the guardian headquarters, there is no need to explain anything. You just need to hand over this image data to them. I believe they will make the right decision.
judgment.”
Mr. Yu was too tired. He was poisoned this time. Although he was relieved quickly, he suffered a great blow. This time he really lost his wife and lost an army. On the contrary, Chen Chuan did not waste a single soldier.
With one attack, you have found your target. You only need to think of a way to kill this hidden danger in the future.
Of course Mr. Yu knew that he had been used as a swordsman, but he had no choice. The entire Hong City was his hard work, and he would never allow anyone to destroy his persistence.
"Chen Chuan, do you think I will let you go so easily? Others dare not touch you, but I dare."
Mr. Yu closed his eyes and began to rest. He knew that if he did not rest at this time, he might cause irreparable damage to his body, which he could never bear.
The round-faced monk in the next bed did not have such a big heart. At this time, he was full of boredom with reality, as if he was a person abandoned by the world.
This is indeed the case. The urban protection mechanism he worked so hard to develop has now become someone else's wedding dress. This is really unreasonable. How can he be reconciled to this?
Moreover, after this person got his own research results, he came to attack him. This is simply a slap in the face, which is unbearable and incomprehensible.
No matter how advanced the Zen practice of the monk is, he has become irritable at this time. There is no doubt that if anyone dares to harm him at this juncture, he will definitely be purified by him.
The purification of a monk is not as simple as having a predestined relationship with my Buddha, it will be a different experience.
Now even Mr. Yu doesn't talk to the monk. Now they both have a tacit understanding and don't touch each other's brows to cause their respective dissatisfaction.
"I finally escaped, Mom, it was me who got you into trouble."
Originally, he could have a good future. As a spiritual guardian, he could not only support himself, but also enjoy a different kind of life.
It's a pity that things are unpredictable. Who would have thought that a good girl who just graduated from college would be so crazy with Fang Yuan.
"I have wanted to do this for a long time. The cage-like world has restricted my development. Being a good girl is too tiring. I want to live for myself."