[With the ‘Glutton’ ability, white blood cells can no longer swallow and digest inorganic substances, nor can they achieve 100% utilization. The digested residue needs to be excreted by the body itself.]
Zhang Zicheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.
A slight weakening is a painless price.
Very good, far beyond my expectations.
Zhang Zicheng checked the time after canceling the alarm clock. It was already 5 a.m.
In these five hours, he destroyed all the planets except the earth, devoured four evil gods, and obtained super white blood cells.
But now, he is not sleepy at all.
I can’t say that I’m not sleepy. The feeling of fatigue is still very clear, but there is no trace of sleepiness at all, and my spirit is still extremely high.
Unable to sleep for a while, Zhang Zicheng closed his eyes and wanted to control the white blood cells in his body to move... Then he realized that his behavior was a bit stupid.
I don’t know how to cultivate the inner vision ability in the novel, so closing my eyes is useless.
Then Zhang Zicheng told himself that he was just concentrating on feeling the new white blood cells appearing in his body, and wanted to control them to complete the countless application methods he had just imagined in his mind.
So another problem arises.
Can normal people control their own white blood cells?
Obviously, it can't be done, so Zhang Zicheng can't do it himself.
He opened his eyes, frowned slightly, and asked the system: "System, what's going on? When the white blood cells are in low dimensions, can't I control them? Why can't I control them in high dimensions?"
System: [In fact, you are still controlling it, but not with your conscious mind, but with your subconscious mind.]
[In low dimensions, white blood cells originally meet all the conditions for becoming gods, but your will in high dimensions has a higher influence, making white blood cells that belong entirely to you become an extension of your will in low dimensions and unable to obtain independent consciousness.
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[But in high dimensions, white blood cells do not meet the conditions for possessing intelligence, and your conscious mind is also firmly locked in the brain. It can only operate like normal white blood cells, completely following the original instructions of your physical subconscious mind.] p>
Zhang Zicheng hissed, frowned and said to himself: "It's not easy..."
Sure enough, reality is reality, and the joyful feeling of being omnipotent in the lower dimensions immediately hit a wall after returning to reality.
This also made his originally ecstatic mood calm down a little, and he began to think quietly.
Having said that, Zhang Zicheng was actually not too disappointed, and even his excitement was only restrained.
His work experience in the past few years has made him understand that in reality, if you want to solve any problem or implement any plan, there are countless details to deal with.
There is nothing you can do without setting a goal and just working hard, unless you have the help of your parents or you just want to go to the toilet.
In the matter of white blood cell dimension enhancement, it has gone so smoothly that he feels a little unbelievable about his good luck.
If you only encounter this few problems when you work and live, I'm afraid it won't be as relaxing as a vacation every day.
"System, how can I control my super white blood cells easily in high dimensions?" Zhang Zicheng still chose to ask the system.
The system said: [If you want to achieve the flexibility of freely controlling things in low dimensions, you need to improve the mental power of the host in high dimensions.]
Improve spiritual power in higher dimensions?
If reality had its way, the earth would have been full of magicians, and the only sight on the battlefield would be the smoke of guns and gunfire.
So obviously, the solution is still in low dimensions.
It's the same as turning white blood cells into super white blood cells.
The current situation is like a person who has worked hard to finally get all the components of a high-end computer, but when he wants to turn it on to play games, he realizes that he has forgotten to install the operating system.
The most troublesome hardware problem has been solved, and Zhang Zicheng doesn't think he has any difficulty in the entire operation method.
The only problem is...it's a little too late.
Zhang Zicheng thought of this and suddenly smiled to himself.
When I was a kid, I would stay up all night grinding monsters for a piece of equipment in the game that could increase the numerical value of my virtual character.
Now you have the opportunity to get the golden finger to become a master, the ticket to the luxurious life of yachts, luxury cars, beauties, and the confidence to enjoy life easily and comfortably.
But you are still concerned about staying up late?
I’m so scared that I’ll stay up all night!
At this time, the system was heard to say: [Before the host obtains strong mental power, the system can move white blood cells to where they are needed on behalf of the host.]
Zhang Zicheng was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that the system still had one ten-trillionth of its own power.
There are tens of trillions of cells in the human body. It is normal for the system to be able to drive white blood cells. It should be this condition that allows the system to help it reduce the dimensionality of cells.
He looked at the display screen, recalled that the system could change all the pixels on the screen at the same time, and suddenly asked: "System, can your power push all the cells in my body at the same time?"
The system said: [No, I have obtained one ten trillionth of your comprehensive strength, including ‘speed’.]
[When the system retracts and outputs force, its position can only change at one ten-trillionth of the speed you would when running at full strength, but don’t worry, I can use your blood vessels to accelerate.]
[And every second, the system can only output one tenth trillionth of your force in one place. If it is divided into two places, it is one twenty trillionth, and so on.]
Zhang Zicheng breathed a sigh of relief.
He didn't say much, nor did he think much... After all, he would use such a system no matter how dangerous it was. In this case, there was no need to cause trouble to himself.
At most, we should be more careful, vigilant, and develop more independent superpowers, and then gradually get rid of dependence on the system.
To be honest, even if the system is a real demon and wants to trade souls to gain power, Zhang Zicheng is not willing to give up, not to mention that it behaves very obediently.
He raised his head and looked at the screen, where Tiluru was looking confused, running around looking for himself.
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Not in the mood to pay attention to the other party for the time being, Zhang Zicheng said directly: "Can you project the situation inside my body onto the screen in front of me?"
【Yes, host.】
The next moment, the eager and aggrieved Tilulu disappeared from the picture, and what appeared in front of Zhang Zicheng was a world composed of slime-like cells.
It can be clearly seen that these pictures are not taken directly by the camera, but reconstructed after system scanning and analysis, which is closer to the incomparably real 3D animation.
Therefore, despite the darkness inside the body, the vision is still clear.
Zhang Zicheng looked at his newly upgraded super white blood cells, drifting with the flow in his blood vessels.
Clear red blood cells and platelets are swimming around the super white blood cells. The super white blood cells are patrolling idlely with their companions.
The reason why super white blood cells can be recognized at a glance is because they look so round... they are so smooth, as if they were drawn with a compass. Other white blood cells, on the other hand, look a little slimy, and the cell walls are slightly bumpy when enlarged.
A feeling of injustice.
At this moment, these white blood cells seemed to smell something suddenly, and together with the super white blood cells, they rushed out of the blood vessels.
Not long after, Zhang Zicheng saw a somewhat ugly giant cell... It was light blue, with countless scattered and messy tentacles, and the overall shape also showed an irregular shape, as if it was a giant floating cell.
Boat.
The end of each of its tentacles is a round head, like a fist, stretched out far away, wrapping a long worm-like fungus, which can be seen from its translucent body, and it completely ingests it
into his own body.
Although Zhang Zicheng majored in sculpture at university, he had also passed the college entrance examination, and he recognized it at a glance as the macrophage described in the textbook.
How can I put it...after zooming in, it really smells like an evil spirit.
Since it is attracted by macrophages, it is obvious that it releases inflammatory factors and recruits white blood cells to deal with foreign invaders.
Zhang Zicheng immediately rubbed his hands in anticipation, wanting to see how his super white blood cells would perform in the body.
How many modern people are healthy? They stay up late, order takeout, and eat high-fat, salty, and sugary foods.
In addition, Zhang Zicheng's father and grandfather both suffered from gout. He had long been mentally prepared to suffer from gout in the future, and he had insisted on a healthy diet for a long time.
It wasn't until one time when he was working overtime and the work pressure almost overwhelmed him that Zhang Zicheng resumed his overeating.
After all, after eating so much grass, wouldn’t the uric acid that has been reduced rise back up after staying up late at work? Damn it, fried chicken, burgers, cola, and drinks are all must-haves!
Then he really got gout when he was less than thirty years old...
After all, Gene stayed up all night eating and the buff stack was full, so it was really unreasonable for him to have no choice but to do so.
And now, Zhang Zicheng discovered that, among other things, with super white blood cells, it’s not like he can’t deal with urate crystals, right?
Then wouldn’t I be able to eat freely?
Although you won’t be able to eat as much as you want, but at least you don’t have to eat as much as you want, right?
My stomach made a growling sound at the right time. After all, it had been almost eight hours since dinner.
Zhang Zicheng immediately picked up the phone.
"It's time for midnight snack...ah, it's time for breakfast!!"