Chapter 1005
Fan Tingting exclaimed: "Possessing humans? Isn't that a ghost?"
Yang Haoran smiled slightly: "Ghosts are also a kind of spirit body, but they are very low-level.
The level of the world guardian spirit is much higher!"
Speaking of this, Yang Haoran rolled his eyes.
In order to make Fan Tingting understand more intuitively, she said: "It is probably equivalent to the difference between bronze and king.
Except that they are the same in that they cannot have a body, world guardian spirits are much more powerful than ghosts."
Fan Tingting blinked, still very confused.
"Even so, what does it have to do with armor? Do you want to use it as clothes?"
This is not only Fan Tingting's confusion, but also something that others can't understand.
At this moment, everyone looked at Yang Haoran with fiery eyes.
Yang Haoran looked solemn: "For us, armor is indeed just something similar to clothing.
But for the world guardian spirit, it is an opportunity for him to shape his body.
With this armor, he can be free from dependence on humans.
It is precisely because of this that this armor is an irresistible temptation for the world guardian spirit!"
Shen Buhuan had an excited look in his eyes.
The more Yang Haoran knows about armor and world-guarding spirits, the more advantageous it will be for him to complete the military's mission.
Originally, all the secrets were in the hands of Zhuo Xinjian, and even Shen Buhuan had a little understanding of them.
Now it seems that I can worry less!
"Master, I will try my best to conceal the fact that Zhuo Xinjian has disappeared.
But it can only be delayed for a week at most.
Because Zhuo Xinjian said before that if he was unable to complete the task within a week, the higher-ups would continue to send more manpower.
It is difficult to hide from the Dragon Blood Army, because they may have the means to detect the life and death of insiders!
And if we want to remedy the situation, we must complete the mission of the military department within a week and obtain support from above!"
Shen Bu returned the look of worry, this matter was very difficult for him.
Yang Haoran nodded after hearing this, but suddenly he let out a sigh and looked elsewhere.
Just on the ground where Zhuo Xinjian's body disappeared, there were several bright spots shining brightly.
Yang Haoran ignored Shen whether he would return it, turned around and squatted on the ground, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Shen, do you have any tweezers? Give me one."
Shen Bu was stunned: "Tweezers for holding things?"
"Yes, it's that kind of tweezers. If it doesn't work, chopsticks will do."
There was a sense of impatient urgency in Yang Haoran's tone, and his eyes were staring at the ground.
Shen Buhuan trotted away and went to get the tweezers.
The rest of the people looked puzzled, not knowing what Yang Haoran was going to do.
Fan Tingting frowned even more, with a look of disgust on her face.
"Brother, what are you looking at? It's disgusting, okay?"
Yang Haoran ignored it, and soon Shen returned without returning it, taking a pair of tweezers and handing them to Yang Haoran.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yang Haoran picked up the tweezers and started rummaging around on the ground.
Others were fine, but Fan Tingting turned pale and started retching again!
He quickly turned away, not daring to watch.
Shen Bu is still used to seeing life and death, this is just a small scene for him.
Staring at Yang Haoran without blinking, he saw Yang Haoran using tweezers to pick up five thin slices similar to fish scales from the ground.
It's just much smaller than fish scales, each flake is only about the size of a rice grain.
The five pieces added together are not as big as half a fingernail.
Yang Haoran put all five slices in the palm of his hand and looked at them carefully.
Suddenly there was an exclamation: "I know why the Dragon Blood Army can mass-produce it. It's because of this kind of thing!"
Shen Buhuan on the side was shaken and looked at Yang Haoran's palm with wider eyes.
But he was confused and couldn't figure out what it was.
Yang Haoran stood up, his eyes bright, and looked at Fan Tingting, who was trembling with her back to him.
"Tingting, come here."
Fan Tingting then turned around and looked at Yang Haoran with complicated eyes.
"What?"
Yang Haoran handed the thin slice in his hand towards Fan Tingting and smiled slightly.
"Eat this thing."
Fan Tingting jumped up like a conditioned reflex and ran far away.
His face became very ugly as he watched.
He waved his hands desperately: "I don't want it, not even to death!"
That's something coming out of a dead person, it's disgusting to think about it!
Just looking at it makes me feel uncomfortable, let alone eating it, are you kidding me?
Yang Haoran looked serious: "I'm not kidding you, this is good stuff.
Eating it can double your body's strength, doubling your strength is no problem."
For a warrior, an increase in strength is a fatal temptation.
But this did not include Fan Tingting, who shook her head without hesitation.
"Don't even try to persuade me to eat that kind of food, otherwise I will break up with you!
Don’t even mention it, even if you eat it and become a god, I don’t want it!”
Yang Haoran sighed, he was so blessed that he didn't know how to be blessed.
However, Yang Haoran did not continue to force it. After all, there would still be innate purple lotus waiting for Fan Tingting to refine.
Although this thing is precious, it is still much inferior to the innate purple lotus.
Several other people looked at Yang Haoran stupidly, with strange expressions on their faces.
Not to mention that the little girl Fan Tingting couldn't accept it, it was also a bit difficult for them to accept it.
Only Shen Buhuan's eyes were bright and he licked his tongue.
"Master, do you think this stuff can enhance your strength? Otherwise, I'll just eat it. I'm not a taboo person!"
Lu Ying on the side glared fiercely at Shen Bu.
"Of course you don't have taboos. You are not only a piece of wood, you are also a pig!"
Shen Bu rolled his eyes at him, what does it mean? It's not like he has never tasted anything more delicious than this.
Yang Haoran shook his head directly: "You can't do it. You are too strong. There is no use in eating it."
Shen Bu was stunned for a moment, looking disappointed.
Yang Haoran looked at Nangong Lingjue, smiled and waved.
"Nangong Lingjue, it seems I can only give you an advantage."
The corner of Nangong Lingjue's mouth twitched. It wasn't that he was afraid, but that he had a slight mysophobia.
He has never eaten anything messy in his life.
"Mr. Yang, are you sure this thing is edible?"
Yang Haoran glanced at him: "Didn't you see that Shen was still rushing to eat?
If they weren't suitable, do you think it would be your turn?"
Forehead!
Nangong Lingjue's head was black, and he walked slowly in front of Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran roughly put the five slices into Nangong Lingjue's hand.
Nangong Lingjue frowned, obviously having some mental disorder.
Shen Buhui said to the side: "If you really can't eat it, just give it to me, I won't mind it!"
Nangong Lingjue's eyes widened, looking at Shen Buhuan's greedy expression, the corners of his mouth twitched.
This chapter has been completed!