MTL - From the Power of Space To the Heavens-Chapter 36 Dai Mubai who did not return all night

  Chapter 36 36. Dai Mubai who didn't return all night

   "I am the coordinate"

   "Human coordinates."

   Zhu Zhuyun murmured in a trance.

   It seems that I can't believe it, and it seems that I have let go of my doubts and vigilance.

   "The production of humanoid coordinates is very demanding, and the failure rate is also high."

   "Of course, this process is also more cruel."

   "Because, humans are not as hard as metal. Therefore, the ability to withstand space forces is far inferior to metal."

   "Often when engraving the imprint, they can't bear the power or pain of the space, and are forced to explode, or choose to kill themselves."

   "But, after all, the effort and the harvest are directly proportional!"

   "If it is said that the Flying Thunder God imprint engraved on an object can be artificially damaged, then..."

   "The mark of the Flying Thunder God on the humanoid coordinates is indelible!"

   "Flesh, blood, bones, and even your soul; only when these are all wiped out, the imprint will be destroyed."

   Lu Yuan said with a smile, not realizing how terrifying it was.

  However, perhaps when Lu Yuan, who was only eight years old, stuffed the cecum back with his own hands without changing his face in order to survive, he had already got rid of the fear of blood and pain.

   Therefore, he was able to tell this experience without knowing how many times he failed.

   After all, the Star Dou Forest is not just a training ground for Lu Yuan.

   It is still Lu Yuan's experimental site!

Non-my family, its heart must be different.

   Presumably those soul beasts that don't even have a whole body, one day, if they know that they have made great contributions to solving the problem of space, they will probably smile at Jiuquan!

  Anyway, Lu Yuan thinks it should be Jiuquan smiling.

   As for whether it is specific.

  For those who want to find a clear answer to this question, Lu Yuan said that he can simply do a favor.

  For a spatial ability user, the scars all over his body are not medals, but shame.

  Because a real spatial ability user will always stand gracefully in place, allowing the powerful spatial turbulence to tear the opponent into pieces.

   It's like tearing up a rag doll.

  Zhu Zhuyun's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if to show the waves in her heart.

  The red lips are lightly parted.

   "What do you want me to cooperate with?"

   This is a very self-aware woman cough. Girl.

  Lu Yuan silently commented on Zhu Zhuyun in his heart.

  Self-knowledge is sometimes not a derogatory term, but a commendatory term.

   Know yourself clearly.

   Or clearly understand the world.

  No matter what kind of self-knowledge it is, it is precious enough.

  If Ma Hongjun’s self-knowledge is self-knowledge of himself; then Zhu Zhuyun’s self-knowledge is obviously self-knowledge of the world.

The    coordinates represent no aggressiveness.

  However, if this coordinate makes a person appear beside you across thousands of miles or even further in an instant, then this coordinate is obviously offensive!

   And wandering between aggressive and non-aggressive can only prove one thing: the other party has bigger plans.

   After all, it's like a rich man living next door to a poor man.

  The poor have only knives in their hands, and the rich have only money in their hands.

  For the poor, the neighbor's house is my treasury.

  The poor man changed his intention the moment he swung the knife, instead of swinging it down, he put the knife on the neck of the rich man.

  There must be a greater need.

   At this time, in order to survive, the rich should ask: How do you need me to cooperate?

   Instead of resisting and threatening.

   After all, life is your own, and there is only one.

  The money is gone.

  Although it hurts, it is better than no pain.

   Slow applause resounded lonely in Zhu Zhuyun's boudoir.

   "To be honest, suddenly, I actually admire you a little bit."

  "Work hard to prove your own value, then work hard to be used, and finally work hard to extend the time you can be used as long as possible."

   "It's a good way out."

  Lu Yuan snapped his fingers, his words full of admiration.

  However, the admiration faded away in an instant, and the conversation changed to a completely irrelevant matter.

   "I want to give someone a gift, and it has to be heavy, very heavy!"

   "Since someone has already chosen half of it first, then I, a latecomer, can only be ashamed to accept the other half."

   "Zhu Zhuyun."

"exist!"

  The young girl held her delicate body, and didn't care about the leakage of her happiness at all.

"Without involving me, I allow you to use any means, in any way; in a safe, secure, and undetected way, to control or hold the power of the Star Luo Empire! Then wait for my next One step notice."

   "Unlimited time."

   "This is the first task I've given you. It's difficult, and it's even beyond your current capabilities."

  The slender, white fingers tapped on the armrest of the chair at an unhurried frequency; but after saying this sentence, the slender and well-articulated fingers slowly stopped.

   It's like the frame is stuck.

  Zhu Zhuyun's pupils shook violently.

  A young, handsome, angular face has been pasted in front of her!

  Two pairs of black pupils met together.

  She can even feel the steady heat of the other party!

Slender fingers slid across her cheeks inch by inch, from the clean and flawless forehead, to the petite and exquisite Qiong nose, to the moist and clear red lips, and finally to the sharp-looking chin, which actually feels slightly sensual to the touch .

   "I don't like drawing, but I don't mind eating pie."

   "If this cake is delicious enough, I don't mind sharing a piece with the baker when eating the cake."

  The deep and hoarse voice echoed in Zhu Zhuyun's ears, and Zhu Zhuyun only felt a little weak in his body.

   Reaching out and gently pressing Zhu Zhuyun's back, a powerful soul power was injected into it.

"Well!!"

  Hent fingers deeply into the mattress, Zhu Zhuyun rolled his eyes and endured the impact of this powerful soul force.

  Lu Yuan chuckled lightly, stroked Zhu Zhuyun's smooth hair, and his figure disappeared.

   "Miss, you"

"roll!"

  The cruel voice made the maid outside the door tremble with fright, and knelt down directly.

   I don't know exactly how long it took before Zhu Zhuyun recovered from the shock of soul power that seemed to tear his body apart.

  The night, like the tide, has begun to fade away slowly.

   Dawn is coming.

  Bai Nen's little hand picked up the alarm clock in the room, and then paused for a few seconds. Following his intuition, he pointed the alarm clock at the heart and hit it straight.

   A miracle happened!

  Visually, the alarm clock and hands disappear at the same time!

  The corners of the girl's mouth raised slightly.

   seems

Not bad?

  What happened to Zhu Zhuyun, Lu Yuan said that he didn't know.

  Of course, it’s a bit ignorant to say that.

  To be precise, he really didn't know what happened to Zhu Zhuyun after he left.

   But what happened to Shrek?

  Lu Yuan was also unclear at the beginning.

   It became clear later.

  Looking at Dai Mubai who was blocked by Zhu Zhuqing, Lu Yuan took out a melon from the storage space, cut it open, and handed one piece to Oscar and one piece to Ma Hongjun.

   Staying out all night, disheveled, rouge

   It looks like I didn't learn my homework well.

  The price of not learning homework well is

  The kitty Zhu Zhuqing was almost swollen with gas.

  Of course, this "swollen with gas" refers to that the ghost civet is almost turned into a ghost tiger by anger.

   After all, cats and tigers are inseparable.

  So, a cat is angry and becomes a tiger, there is no problem at all!

   Ask for recommendations, favorites, and comments.

   First update today.

   ps: The collection is growing so fast, I woke up in the morning to look at around 610, and now I look at it, 995.

   ps: Did any kind book friends tell me, my book was not recommended after all, according to the notice on the writer’s assistant, it should be, but I searched around and couldn’t find it

  (end of this chapter)