Foreword:
[There it is, motionless. ]
[——Fox Husband]
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Sixty-three followed the quasi-king forward, taking Xueming with him, to the foot of the Flesh and Flesh Tower.
At that moment——
——Victor, who is keenly inspired, has a strong sense of déjà vu!
"The phenomenon of space-time disturbance has appeared again! fe204863! Have you found the right path?"
Sixty-three didn't say anything. The wishing pool had to walk forty-eight steps away from Yaozhu before the bone-setting ceremony could begin.
Sixty-three could no longer remember how many times he had walked these forty-eight steps.
The boss shouted feebly: "Concentrate and put Mingde's remains into its body. Don't worry about other things. No matter what Sixty-three does, you must cooperate as much as possible."
At this moment——
——Sixty-three's eyes changed frequently, from surprise to suspicion, and then began to feel relief.
Without the help of chocolate milk, no one would know what the master of time and space is up to.
How many times has he activated the [Regret Medicine]?
How many times did he try?
Among these endless possibilities, which ending did he choose?
The phenomenon of time and space disturbance is still continuing. Sixty-three's face is getting worse and worse. The time for the soul to leave the body must have reached the limit. Then his complexion becomes rosy, as if he was taking a break after passing [Quiet Wind Point], and then starts Next time, next time, next time, try next time.
In this terrifying and strange spiritual pressure environment, no one knows what will happen, and can only hope that the goddess of fate will take care of her.
What Sixty Three did was very simple——
——He sent Xueming to the front of the team, and at the same time pushed Shiraishi's conductor Hartmann, asking the conductor to stay by the boss's side and use the power of pyroxene to help Ling Weng and protect the boss's weak body.
"Don't open your eyes and pay attention to the stride length of your right leg. You are a standard right-hander. When you walk forward, keep an eye on your teacher and stand behind him. Don't ask why. I don't have time to explain to you."
Immediately afterwards, Sixty-Three suddenly stepped forward, pulled away the quasi-king of Huangshi District, and took away Mingde's original bones. The sharp prismatic bone opened a wound in his palm, and blood immediately burst out.
"Let's go back."
Before Ouyang Yan could figure out what was going on, the boss immediately asked him to be obedient.
Sixty Three then yelled: "Victor! Hell's Highway!"
Teacher Victor: "I'm listening."
Sixty-three found the pen from Xueming's body, threw it at Yongzhu's body, and made a bloody hole.
"Let your soul power set the bones, right here."
Victor: "All? Four maces and the Iron Knight's cane? All?"
"All of them." Sixty-three continued to push Xueming forward, only an arm's length away from Yongzhu's flesh and blood: "Hit it! Xueming! Don't shout out the soul power, just use your left fist."
Teacher Victor's soul power began to act. When Mingde's bones penetrated into Yongzhu's body, a sudden change occurred at that moment!
A ball of filthy pus and blood erupted from the bullseye marked by the pen, and the newly born granulation in it grabbed [Hell Highway] tightly!
Victor was shocked: "Sixty-three?"
"You are Crazy Butterfly's favorite red stone man. If you don't use the soul power to set your bones, you will definitely die." Sixty-three simply didn't have time to explain too many details: "Believe me! Believe me! Believe me!"
Teacher Victor has no time to care about other things and is trying his best to deal with these thick flesh buds. They pierce into the spirit body of [Hell Highway], spread out their barbs, and want to drag this fresh spirit body into Yongchuo's body.
"Xue Ming! Punch!" Liu San then held Xu Ming's arm and punched Yong Zhu with a powerful punch.
Xueming felt his arm sink deeply into the flesh ball, and then bounced back quickly. With the special effect of [Fragrance Fantasy] soul power, at that moment, Yongzhu's crying seemed to have weakened a lot, and he immediately added a second punch. .
"Remember this rhythm, each punch is harder than the last, and it must be hit at the same position." Sixty-three took the short knife from Xueming's spiritual clothes, "This position happens to be between the two insect nests, take your time. "
Immediately afterwards, the demon king stopped speaking, because the efficiency of conveying instructions through words was too low - perhaps he had failed many, many times in previous reincarnations, and finally decided to do it himself.
He drove away Ouyang Yan, who was weak-willed, and directly participated in the bone-setting ceremony. Bucai Zhizhi and the Iron Knight were completely covered with flesh sprouts, and the new bone completely wrapped them, and Sixty-Three continued to act.
He left Xueming's side and rushed towards Professor Lupine from the Academy of Magic with a short knife in hand. His powerful limbs burst out with amazing energy. Almost in an instant - as if he was dancing with the old professor, he fiercely moved the six wands. Throw it into Yongzhu's body.
The scattered bone parts are just a piece of cake for Yao Zhu, and the most important thing is the last two bones.
Wen Bucai waited for a long time and finally saw Sixty-three coming towards him——
——He originally thought that the way the two of them cooperated would be gentler, but the knife that rushed towards him wanted to kill him!
Instinct drove Wen Bucai to raise the [Doing Evil for Heaven] to block it for a moment. The combat dagger in Sixty-three's hand immediately broke into two pieces, and then he quickly took the shining golden ruler and brought it to Yingzhu - —
——When it entered Yongzhu's body, a huge "flesh lotus" almost exploded on the skin of this strange monster. As if to celebrate the return of the severed limb, the thick plasma and neurosarcomeres instantly exploded. He rose up and launched an attack, trying to swallow Liusan and Wen Bucai into his body!
“Ah da da da da da da!
! ——" The drunkard was roaring! Before Wen Bucai could recover, Hunwei took the first step and used bullet-like fists to blast the monster muscles that were coming towards him into finer powder.
Sixty-Third was already prepared. [Regret Medicine] was hiding under Wen Bucai's side arm, like a patron saint in the shadows, suddenly stepping forward to attack [Drunken Maniac]. It almost took only a few tenths of a second to beat the Yaozhu into submission, and completely put this bone into its body.
Wen Bucai also wanted to say thank you: "Brother! You are so talented...you."
Sixty-three had left long ago and had no time to chat with Mr. Wen Bucai.
He moved extremely fast in the quagmire of flesh and blood, using half of his blade to quickly leave gaps two fingers deep and one foot long in various parts of Yongzhu's body, like a manually opened pressure relief valve, in which the plasma accumulated in the White Lady's insect nest It spurted out together with tissue fluid.
There was more and more dirt on his body, until his face was covered with pink flesh, and his eyes were filled with bright red and hot blood.
When Teacher Victor saw this scene, he immediately shouted: "Hey! What do you want to do?"
Sixty-three didn't reply, he didn't say another word.
At this moment, an extremely cold feeling of loneliness surrounded him——
——Just like before, [Regret Medicine] brought him not only victory, but also [inevitability], and everything was unspoken.
Going back to the past, there is no point in explaining too much to these people. The same is true for Xueming. He will do many, many things but say very few words.
If you need to explain clearly to Ouyang Yan why his bones are taken away, the time will be reduced by sixteen seconds. The chain reaction of these sixteen seconds will affect the final step of taking the medicine. Ao Mingde's spiritual essence will be irreversibly damaged. damage.
We need to explain clearly to Wen Bucai why we need to directly use the knife to guide Bucai's movement trajectory. Then the time will be reduced by twenty-two seconds. It is difficult for this primitive man to understand the structure of the body's muscle groups. Everything must be Just do it.
It is necessary to explain to Professor Lupine why the six wands were struck on Yaozhu's right arm. It was because Sixty-Three spent more than 300 attempts to finally find the most suitable implantation area for these parts.
It’s the same at this moment——
——He didn’t want to explain why he needed to perform a pressure-relief operation on the worm’s nest on the lumbar spine.
Because if you don't do this, when the last bone is inserted into the body of the evil beast, it will release terrifying spiritual pressure, and like a hedgehog, use the powerful regeneration ability provided by Madam Bai to swallow everyone into its belly. .
Now that Mrs. Bai has lost the supply of liquid flesh and blood, they have become weak and must be taken out of Yongzhu's body quickly, otherwise the raw materials for these panacea will soon die during the process of taking the medicine.
And the last bone, everything becomes strange——
——What will happen?
Sixty-three didn’t know that this was the first time he had successfully reached this point.
If anything went wrong, he would turn back time and try again.
Judging based on past experience, there are thirteen vertebrae in the thoracic crest of Yaozu. The nerve center between the twelve and thirteenth vertebrae is the most vulnerable. It should be the safest to deliver the last bone here. The physical body will inevitably try its best to return the limbs to their proper positions, and the flesh and blood essence of the whole body will undergo drastic changes. The moment the muscles are intertwined and the acupoints are displaced, the hypnotic agent left by Xueming's [Fragrant Dream] will pass through this The stress response flows to every brain cell in it.
Just listen to the sound of "Puff——".
Sixty-three sent the original bones in his hands into the expected joints.
Immediately afterwards, the whole body of this hairless insect began to undergo drastic changes!
Madam Bai's worm tumor moved rapidly in its internal organs. Sixty-three's eyes were stern as he grabbed Mingde's remains, not wanting it to return to Yongzhu's control so easily!
Xueming was still like a bell ringer, following Sixty-Three's instructions, punching harder than the last.
Until the wounds on the waist ridge suddenly expanded, as if they were twisted and deformed by the entanglement and tearing of internal stress in the muscles, and finally spewed out a huge white lady with a head and body more than 70 centimeters long. They rolled out, in the red Swimming in the mud, wanting to return to Yongzhu's body.
The evil beast finally stopped crying and took a heavy breath. The head then fell down and fell suddenly in front of the solid stone road, exploding into a shower of blood.
When these hundreds of tons of flesh and blood towers collapsed, they almost exploded the sarcomas on the body. Pieces of White Lady broke out from the fragile skin, and thousands of cocoons rolled out of the body. There were many crazy people. The butterfly is ready to emerge from the cocoon. As soon as it spreads its wings, it dies immediately when exposed to the ultraviolet headlight.
The terrifying spiritual pressure was slowly dissipating, and Xueming was still performing fist-pumping movements like a robot, fearing that the evil beast did not sleep deeply enough.
Compared to Yaozhu's purring, the boss's voice became louder and louder.
Its body is sleeping, and its spirit is naturally getting better and better.
At the moment when the energy flow radiation from Yiao Zhu's body dissipated, the engineering team and defense personnel stationed outside the station once again went into battle to officially start the final process of [Harvest Season] and collect the panacea.
The boss regained his energy, jumped out of the spirit's arms, ran towards the emergency evacuation channel, and then rang the big bell in the center of the platform. Tell all humans, it’s time to feast on flesh and blood.
Sixty-three can no longer remember what he is going to do——
——The Vita brand was deeply embedded in his skin, half of the knife in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, and his heart became empty.
The flesh and blood of Yongzhu was decomposed again and poured into these trains in batches.
The huge hanging tower engineering equipment delivers rivets to the alloy steel skin, dividing the natural disaster monster into fifty parts, turning them into ordinary trains, and sending them to various lines of the railway system.
Jiang Xueming fainted from the repeated punches. He couldn't bear the terrifying spiritual pressure and fell down. He was taken away by medical staff.
Sixty-three, covered in filth, sat back in the salon next to the terrace, crossed his legs and frowned.
Teacher Victor came to his side and looked at the decadent old man with a gray beard.
"fe204863, you succeeded."
"Um."
"Why isn't it like you said? Aren't you going to run away?"
"Where should I escape? Victor, where should I escape?"
"You once said that as long as you win, you will find a way out in the pursuit at the station."
"Yes, Teacher Victor..." Sixty-three raised his head and stared closely into Victor's green eyes: "Where can I escape? I don't know - when that little guy punched me, I was almost killed by him Mesmerized, unable to look away.”
Victor: "Why do you say that?"
Sixty-three: "Just like what he has done, fight back against life, fight back against fate, time and time again, becoming stronger and more powerful."
Victor: "You call me teacher, am I an old acquaintance of you in fe204863?"
Sixty-three: "Can't your [Hell Highway] see my memories? You have seen these things clearly, right?"
Victor shook his head: "No, your memory capacity is too big, too much. It's like a hard drive that holds countless junk files. I don't dare to read it more than once. I just scribble across some major events. This I can't explore these memories that existed thousands of years ago, or even tens of thousands of years ago. Once I follow the clues and find them, I'm afraid my brain will stop working immediately and become a brain-dead vegetative state."
The same is true for Ms. Duran. She has no way to understand Sixty-Three deeply.
Sixty-three: "I have been your student, more than once. Including Wood Plaque - I was once his student. He knows very much about time and space travel. I will not let this opportunity go."
Victor took out the panacea, opened the partition from the filthy flesh and blood on the terrace, took out the cup, and poured the white potion into it.
"It's my honor to be your teacher."
Mr. David handed the wine glass to Liusan, hoping that this bottle of medicine could cure the scarlet sores on Liusan's body.
"No, no, no, no, just wait a moment." Sixty-three did not refuse, but just brought the wine glass, "Wait a moment."
Victor: "Why do you have to wait a while?"
Sixty-three said: "I want to experience more and experience Bai Lu's feeling for a while. Is this how it turns out? When Bai Lu was sick, was this how she felt?"
Victor laughed loudly: "Are you also collecting materials?"
Sixty-three then said: "My story has been finished, Teacher Victor."
At this moment, Victor felt a strong desire for self-destruction from Sixty-Three.
"Wait, Sixty-three, you want to end your life?"
Sixty Three: "Yeah."
Victor: "I can rewrite your memory, transform your personality, and let you start over...I...I don't think life should be..."
Sixty-three: "——The journey from hot-blooded to cold-blooded."
After a long time, they didn't speak.
Until the spots on the sixty-three sides of his face climbed to the corners of his eyes, and his cheeks began to deform. Under the erosion of the huge amount of Vita Brand Virus, Victor's body also began to be infected with this fatal chronic disease.
Coming to the long-lost Riddler session——
——Sixty-three Maybe he doesn’t even know what he is talking about.
Like the ravings of a seriously ill person.
He just wanted to experience more of his sister's mental state when she was seriously ill and dying.
"Is this real? Is this real, teacher? Am I dreaming? Or am I successful? What happens after success? Where should I go? What other mission do I have? Why does the boss want to build this railway? What if Once the railway is built, what will it be used for?”
Victor: "Xue Ming..."
Sixty-three suddenly raised his head, tears began to appear in his eyes, but they disappeared again in just a short moment. Just like the [regret medicine] doesn't allow him to cry or be weak, the sudden increase in pheromones and nerve activity in the body is extinguished by the regret medicine.
"I really want to go back to the dream. I can't let go of this dream, Teacher Victor."
Sixty-three murmured.
"You write books and weave stories for many people. They are immersed in these stories, or directly become the people in the stories. When they leave this story, will they regret it? Will they be reluctant to leave it? Will they be like me? ? Write you a letter, give you a death threat, and act like a naughty child, asking you to continue writing - I am wondering if there is a possibility..."
He raised his glass and drank it in one gulp.
"There is a hateful god who is secretly making up my story, but I don't know it and I can't fight it at all."
"The story must end one day. I think the point is not the end." Teacher Victor said: "I can't give you the answer to the second half of the sentence, but I can give you the answer to the first half of the sentence -"
"——Bu Liuxing once asked me why the boss wanted to build the railway."
"It obviously has many, many ways to find its [necessary path], so why does it choose to build railways?"
"I think the railway is just a symbol, a carrier of journey. It is the cheapest and most important industrial blood vessel in human history. From the starting point to the end point, the railway is so regular, and it is a train that is never allowed to derail."
"It doesn't matter where the end is. You have missed too many people on the road, fe204863 - just like life, it is impossible for a person to be born just to go straight to the terminal of death."
"Even if the boss explores all the places in the underground world, there will be no railway left to build."
"Maybe it will find a way to go to the sky and go further."
"It is a stick that knows nothing, a monster that will not give up even if it hits a wall."
"As for the second half of the sentence -" Teacher Victor thought carefully. "——I can't give you an accurate answer. I think any author has a deep love for his own story, otherwise this story would not be born."
Sixty Three: "Is that so?"
"That's it." Teacher Victor continued: "If you look at this from the perspective of the author, if you don't like a certain character, or hate a certain story, it will not be born at all, and will be annihilated and forgotten in your skull long ago - —Contrary to the opinions of various religious classics, I will never agree with things like "God doesn't care". Instead, I think that if the world is really "creationism", then God must have love when he created us. Interested, even just a little bit."
Sixty-three didn't speak, just waited quietly.
"It's very interesting that people will construct gods in their own image." Teacher Victor continued: "Just like the source of genes, civilization will involuntarily explore its roots and repeatedly pursue the truth of life."
"At least based on my meager knowledge and knowledge - sixty-three."
"Vita Brand is really a very interesting thing."
"It's both a virus and a living thing."
"The evolutionary history of life is inseparable from viruses. It is precisely because of viruses that there is a double helix structure of DNA to fight against viruses - there is gender, there is love, and there are so many life forms."
"It is precisely because of the Vita Brand that there are eggs, nymphs, pupae, cocoons, emergences and morpho butterflies that are born to imitate the Vita Brand."
"I have a strong curiosity about all this. Like you, I am also thinking about whether there is someone outside the story writing my life."
"Ultimately, I thought, whoever it is, must love me deeply."
"Otherwise I wouldn't have such a wonderful life."
Sixty-three thought for a while——
——He finally picked up the half-cut knife. To carefully examine its fracture texture, while cutting open the flesh and blood, the steel blade was almost reshaped.
Finally giving up all the useless thoughts, Sixty-Three called for the regret medicine. Its spirit body was covered in rust, with only the keyhole still showing a little light.
Teacher Victor was deeply surprised by this scene.
Because the shape of this knife is very much like a key.
Immediately afterwards, Sixty-Three stabbed the blade into the keyhole——
——The dark spirit body of Regret Medicine seemed to have been exposed to rust remover and became as clean as new in an instant.
He used all his strength to pull the key given to him by fate. The armored stomach of the steel body suddenly cracked open, shifted and deformed in an instant, and turned into a huge clock dial.
In Victor's surprised eyes, Sixty-Three disappeared suddenly, as if he had never appeared before.
The boss felt strong spiritual energy fluctuations and quickly rushed to Victor's lap. After searching for a while, he was finally relieved.
"He ran away?"
Victor: "Yes, he ran away."
The boss frowned with two pairs of little eyebrows: "Where did he go? Write me a wanted notice! If this guy is hiding in my railway system! He is a serious trouble!"
Victor shook his head and just smiled.
"I don't know where he went, boss. Maybe he went back to his world, to his paradise."
"Does this allow him to run away?" The boss looked fierce and felt very unhappy: "Where is the promised ultimate insult?!"
"Go to work, boss." Victor looked at the devastated terrace roof, patted the little black cat's butt, and kicked the boss off his knees: "There are many people waiting for you, you have more important things to do."
In the artificial starry sky of the underground cavity, the moon shines again——
——That is the other eye of Ao rhen Mingde.
It watches every passenger silently, just like its flesh and blood.
Follow the departing train and go to every corner of the underground world.
Bring luck to the brave people on the train, and spread the power of red rocks in flesh and blood.
Until the train arrives at the station, its round wheels resemble its beast boy——
——There it was, motionless.
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Original author: fox man
[Abyss Special Train·abyss spe]
[Fragrant dream·sweet dreams]
[Look up, look up]
[Move forward]
[To be continued·to be ued]
