My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

　　 After having breakfast, after clearing the table, watching the tunnel continuously transporting corpses one by one, falling into the glass bottle of liquor, Fu Qingjun felt relieved.

　　 He really wants to understand.

　　 It’s still not a good idea to be a human being. It’s not necessary to be a big fat man at one go. It’s better not to mess up. You can build a mechanical clock and watch line on your own, and you’re not afraid of accidents...there is just an ant wine production line.

　　 While going forward and falling into the sea of ​​bitterness, by the way, help explore the ruins of the doomsday.

　　 After all, they have explored the units next door to the corridor, and even the units upstairs and downstairs in the past three days. They wiped out the dark and undead restricted area, and there were a lot of Xiaoqiang in the house...

　　 However, it should be the original Xiaoqiang in the family that has mutated.

　　 There are no people and no corpses inside. It seems that I should be an optimistic guess:

　　 retreated?

　　 He remembered that the opposite was a young girl from the repetition class of senior high school. She had met both sides, nodding her head, wearing a pair of glasses, introverted and conservative, with sparse hair and heavy dark circles. She seemed to be under a lot of mental pressure.

　　 The other students on the upper and lower floors don't remember, but after all, it is a school district room with one bedroom and one living room. It is small enough to rent nearby students preparing for exams. Basically, there is a little money at home.

　　 And their current home environment is very messy, it looks like they are walking in a hurry, and even some valuables are not taken away. It gives people the same feeling that an earthquake has come, a broadcast announcement, and an emergency evacuation within ten minutes...

"I almost forgot. Once, I was also an ordinary senior high school student, and I lived here, preparing for university exams with them." He always felt a little bizarre, he didn't retreat with them, or that he had retreated to a strange degree. Safer place...

　　 Only five or six days have passed since the earth here, what drastic changes have happened?

not sure.

　　 But, just take it slow.

　　 Speaking of it, those Xiaoqiang did mutate very terribly, not like it was caused by only nuclear radiation, like that caused by a huge fog.

　　 Fu Qingjun shook his head, "I have to build a new earth civilization, write epic hymns, and explore the truth of the earth."

　　 If there is a doomsday survivor camp, I hope to see your own flying ant angel civilization...don’t be dumbfounded.

　　 "But..."

　　 Fu Qingjun whispered, "After these mutant ants have soaked in wine, they must take out the ants and the major medicinal materials before they can be sold...otherwise it will be very scary."

　　 But this is also good.

　　 took out all the medicine dregs, other people did not understand the formula of the medicine wine, it was a trade secret.

　　 As for the desecration of corpses, he felt nothing.

　　 The starting point that I gave life to, naturally, I want to recover the dead body at the end. This is an equivalent transaction.

　　 After all, they have developed themselves. Only by reaping them and becoming stronger can they give more support to these civilizations. This is originally a matter of mutual benefit.

　　 "However, these medicinal wines, nourishing the body, and strengthening the spirit and will of the martial arts, I am afraid that it will be easier for the martial arts in this world to condense the spirit and step into the ranks of the great master of the spirit and spirit!"

　　 "Maybe, it can greatly shorten the time for a martial artist who has been practicing for more than ten years!" He was thinking about the terrifying effect.

　　 But even if it is shortened, it will not shorten too much.

　　 More than ten years of practice may be shortened to five or six years, which may be shocking to the warriors, but for Fu Qingjun, this is not enough.

　　Actually, those ants can enter such a fast cultivation speed entirely because their mutated souls give them a certain characteristic of breaking down and reorganizing their bodies.

　　 Let them crazily increase muscles, muscles, and bones, so that they are so fast.

　　 "In the final analysis, unless I treat those warriors like those ants, insert their heads, inject my soul, and let them, like those ants, enter a high-speed state of disintegration and reorganization!"

　　 In this case, practicing martial arts will surely improve the realm very quickly.

　　 "Regarding this speculation, I also have an experiment subject before my eyes. After all, Qin Hong has experienced so many times, the soul in her head has almost dyed my color."

　　 He whispered, stating the truth of the facts.

　　 In a sense, the female humans in this reality have been generally called their own relatives with those ants.

"Even if the soul of the female emperor of her returns to her brain, it is equivalent to superimposing the soul on her head, although it is very small... the amount of the soul of an ant will be greatly diluted by her brain, but it has been completely infected. With my characteristics, her body has been slightly accelerated."

　　 Of course, these are just guesses...

　　 has yet to be verified.

　　 Fu Qingjun intends to watch the changes.

　　 He looked at the other side, on the floor of the room, in a circle with his hair. The ants were working overtime at the new mechanical clock factory that manufactured.

"It feels like being here all the time is not the same thing. You have to find a way to find a local production line and expand production. On the other side, you don’t want to. Although the place is big, it’s too dangerous.... The factory address must be close to home, so you can always observe and control ."

　　 It's not that he has never thought about moving and looking for a single-family house.

　　 Let alone the money issue, in fact, these residential buildings are already very good residential areas.

　　 Water and electricity are very difficult to find outside. Unless you are a clan, aristocrat, or ruling class, you can live in the real central city, which is a single-family area. I heard that there are telegraphs and old telephones with digital dials.

　　 "It's a strict class society."

　　 But I don’t panic at all, what if I don’t have a telegram or phone?

　　 Although I can't get the technology in the modern ruins over there, I also have a dumb brainwave walkie-talkie.

　　 Fu Qingjun looked at the next room and stood up, "Go to Li Mo next door and ask if there is any vacant or transferable room here."

　　...

　　 the other side.

　　 Qin Hong woke up in a dream, dripping with cold sweat~www.wuxiahere.com~ She opened her eyes suddenly, swept away with an invisible force.

　　 She calmed down, the sharpness and killing in her eyes gradually disappeared, and she returned to the eyes of ordinary people, "I have killed too many, and I almost can't tell who I am."

　　 She smiled bitterly, sorted out her thoughts, and recalled that period of life. Although she was a little bit disappointed, she was already wonderful enough without leaving any regrets.

　　 "I hope they can live longer, break away from the lifespan of insects, and become a real higher civilization race!" She blessed and sorted out the harvest in her mind.

　　 Great harvest!

　　 I killed the past all the way, hammering forged combat skills, killing instinct, and continued to consolidate, deepening his martial arts will, and his spirit became more and more condensed.

　　 "Muscle weight, bone weighing, master, I have practiced once... I am now equivalent to practicing martial arts!" She went to the living room, picked up a broom, and wielded the growth spear.

　　 At the same time, she noticed a heat flow in her body, and her cultivation speed became extremely fast, and her belly began to hum and scream. This is the sound of hunger and thirst in every muscle cell.

　　 "According to this kind of training speed, I missed the golden age of martial arts training, and can quickly catch up... Is this the great power to become a dependent!?"

　　 Her heart was surging, it was almost like a dream, she was completely convinced, and she was proud of being the family member of this ancient **** and demon.

　　 "I got a new life! I have understood the meaning of my life!"

　　 Suddenly she took off her small hair and round hat gracefully like a western gentleman, bent down and bowed, revealing the round and clean seal of the devil, with a dull hair slowly swaying in the void, and humblely said:

　　 "Praise the great Lord, the nameless **** who travels through void time."