Doggone Academy - Chapter 113 Circulatory System (15)

God-level decomposition and reconstruction system: any object can be decomposed and rebuilt.

Scrap the car? Disassemble it to create a brand new luxury car!

A bunch of small diamonds? After decomposing it, it creates a super-large diamond weighing ten pounds!

Broken phone? After disassembling it, it will create a future mobile phone seventy years later!

What? What if money is sick?

It’s not that simple. Throw away all kinds of medicines and recreate them together. Isn’t there a super special medicine…

Virtual reality technology, a purely domestic mobile computer operating system, a car using pure air, the world’s first moon base…

A few years later, Nucleation Technology, founded by Xue Zha Lin, turned out to be the largest group in the world.

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Please rest assured to enter the pit!

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When the forgotten past and the mysterious future collide, its up to those stuck in the middle to put a stop to it.Join Stanford “SK” Kirby, a mild-mannered deliveryman and amateur comic book writer, as he fights both the monsters of humanity's past sins and the machinations of their future mistakes.But how is someone this unqualified supposed to do something like that?Why, by creating superheroes, of course!“I have no fear, Operator! For I am here to save the day!”“And I just created a literal knight in shining armor. Alright, let's do this thing. AIM FOR THE DRAGON!”“The mechanical one or the anatomically correct one?”“YES!”

“But he is a good man,” she argued to see his eyes narrow at her words.

(Immortal Cultivation+Meeting a Perfect Match+Shura Field+Invincible Flow+Upgrade Flow+Playing the Pig and Eating the Tiger)—What is cultivation? When I think back to the past, cultivation was, as a baby, kicking my legs over and over again—kicking on the bed, kicking on the ground, kicking every single day. Cultivation was, as I grew older, swinging my sword again and again—slashing here, cutting there. Cultivation became, as I matured, the repeated harmony of yin and yang—busy tonight, and busy again tomorrow night. … My name is Xu Ming. I have never cared about the stipends given to me by those sect masters, noble ladies, or princesses.I said to her, “Can you give me a room closer to yours? I need to report my work to you at any moment.” Even if I accomplish nothing every day, I just want to watch how she cultivates. I…