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Chapter 187 Egg

Sun Suhe tried his best to maintain a peaceful and comfortable state of mind, letting himself rise and fall in this chaotic world.

In this world, concepts such as time and space do not exist. There is no up and down, no left and right, no before and after. A moment can be eternity, and eternity seems to be just a moment. Sun Suhe is always overwhelmed by chaos and disorder, as if he has left.

The water surface is like a fish forced to hang in the air.

He glanced at Zhuang Fengyu in front of him, who was glaring at him with a foul face.

Sun Suhe thought to himself, fortunately there is such a reference point, otherwise I would be really uncomfortable and I will not go crazy immediately. The confusion of space is not bad, but the most terrifying thing is the confusion of time.

Imagine a person living in a place with nothing, unable to do anything, and living like this for a trillion years. What a terrifying experience it would be. Sun Suhe was constantly struck by this feeling.

And at the same time, he will clearly feel that these trillions of years are actually just a blink of an eye. Is it an instant or an eternity? This kind of weird confusion can easily cause a person's consciousness to collapse.

Sun Suhe secretly observed that although Zhuang Fengyu had a bad face, she didn't look that hard. She seemed to have some unique secret, so she was not tortured by this feeling. The reason why she didn't look good was probably because

Because of me.

Previously, Zhuang Fengyu wanted to force and threaten Sun Suhe to reveal his plan, and Sun Suhe also wanted to get information about the "Huang Family" and "Liu Li Blood" from her.

So Sun Suhe gave full play to his ability to talk nonsense seriously, making up nonsense and talking happily. By the time Zhuang Fengyu found out that she had been deceived, she had already told Sun Suhe a lot of precious news. In anger, she simply said nothing

Not saying anything, not doing anything, just glaring at Sun Suhe quietly.

Sun Suhe thought at first that although he couldn't extract any more information, it would be good if he didn't bother me. But he soon realized the power of this trick. In this world, there is no such thing as Zhou Yiqing's carefreeness.

The boat protects me, and I don’t have a living object to give me all the time.

According to his own feedback, even if you don't think about it and avoid external shocks and tears, all kinds of chaotic feelings will soon emerge from your heart one after another. Sun Suhe can only try his best to keep his mind calm so as not to lose his mind. But this

Easier said than done.

However, this kind of torture is not without its benefits. In this extreme situation, the only thing Sun Suhe can do is to deal with his relationship with himself. He feels more and more clearly that he is seeing the clouds in the intertwining of eternity and the moment.

He can re-recognize himself. Perhaps as long as he breaks through another layer of window paper, he can see that person and himself in the mental space.

Perhaps then, the sword hidden deep in my heart due to fate should be unsheathed.

In the secret base, Nan Huazi, Cai Xunru, and Bai Wu glanced at each other. Just now, Cai Xunru had completed the transfer of part of the authority to Bai Wu. In other words, he gave away part of the bamboo forest collection.

Bai Wu nodded to the two of them and said, "Please."

Nan Huazi hummed with satisfaction.

Cai Xunru, with a look of heartache on his face, slashed at Bai Wu with his eyes.

Under Bai Wu's guidance, the two came to an iron gate that was as integrated as a large iron plate.

Cai Xunru sighed slightly, took a step forward, and reached out to press the iron door.

The iron gate sensed Cai Xunru's thoughts, and faint arcs of electricity immediately appeared on it. These arcs criss-crossed and formed one subtle and mysterious formation after another.

Nan Huazi was a little surprised. This seemed to be derived from some kind of thunder technique, and the technique was extremely clever, but it looked inexplicably familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

Cai Xunru silently recited the unsealing incantation in his heart. Soon, straight and regular lines appeared on the originally solid iron door. The iron blocks moved and shrank, silently moving with the lines. A gap just big enough for one person to pass through slowly emerged.

Appear.

Cai Xunru did not hesitate to talk nonsense, waved his sleeves, and was the first to enter. Nan Huazi glanced at Bai Wu deliberately, and Bai Wu chuckled twice, followed Cai Xunru and entered the door second. Nan Huazi was sure that there was no

Something strange happened, so I followed him in.

Behind the iron door is a small room. The surrounding walls, including the ceiling, are covered with numerous gears, pistons, bearings, pipes... They are exquisitely constructed and unique in their own way, inheriting a certain style concept from the past steam era.

Complementing Taoism and magic, it seems to represent another development route different from modern human science and technology.

In the center of the room, a huge cylindrical glass warehouse is directly connected from the ground to the ceiling. A giant egg that is taller than a human is floating in the culture fluid of the glass warehouse. The giant egg is white and round, like the finest marble.

Carved, many tubes are connected to the dome, supplying nutrients to the dome. And on the surface of the dome, a black talisman sticks to it like a huge scar, glaringly attached to it.

Cai Xunru looked at the talisman and sneered, "To do this to a precious experimental product, you really have no dignity as a researcher."

Bai Wu said angrily: "Researcher? What kind of researcher am I? I'm just a laborer who helps the old man. I have no access to the real core things."

Nan Huazi carefully looked at the room and the giant egg in the glass cabin. He was convinced after just one glance that the giant egg contained the unsullied body he had longed for. Because when he called himself a "god" in the past

I have seen this technology, this creation, and the same style as this room in Youxuan Dongtian.

Although the techniques for making the Immortal Body mastered by various sects in the world are roughly similar in principle, the specific finished products are very different. It can't be such a coincidence. Could it be that the person behind the Bamboo Forest Trading Company is a person from back then?

Old friend?

Nan Huazi vaguely received news that the old man Cai Xunru and others mentioned seemed to have done a big thing pretending to be Wang Yuyu from the 22nd Bureau, and then disappeared. If he really was that person back then, if I did this, I would lose face when I see him in the future.

Some of them are unjustifiable, but forget it, the "god" back then has long since disappeared, and Youxuandongtian is no longer our Youxuandongtian, so why do you still care about so many things?

"Bai Wu, it's your turn." Nan Huazi said.

"No problem." Bai Wu pressed his hands on the glass warehouse, muttered words, and began to collect the black talisman that could destroy the dome at any time.


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