Chapter 1727: Chapter 1,723, miracle of Medicine (1/92)

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In fact, although meeting Shouchong here was a little out of w.a.n.g Mings expectations, it could also be said to be reasonable. In order to reactivate the Divine Brain, forefather heartless had deliberately transferred Shouchongs will and devoured it.

In other words, in fact, a small part of forefather heartlesss mental s.p.a.ce belonged to Shouchongs own will.

Now that forefather heartless had invaded his mind, it was only natural that he had brought shouchong along.

How is it? Can you still hold on?w.a.n.g Ming crouched down and checked Shouchongs pulse.

He looked extremely weak, his face pale, and even his body was so skinny that it was almost skin and bones. It was hard for w.a.n.g Ming to imagine how he had managed to survive these days.

Shouchong raised his tired eyes and stared at the man standing next to him. He lowered his voice. I Im so hungry

w.a.n.g Ming thought for a moment, then said in all seriousness, Near the cold, we eat the rain and gra.s.s, the Vermilion shoots and the wind and willows reflect the dike. When we have a home to return to, dont let the Cuckoos cry in our ears.

w.a.n.g Ming Alone in a strange land, I miss my family even more during the holidays. Brother Shouchong, you know, when you climb high, theres one less person stuck in the dogwood

Shouchong:? ?

w.a.n.g Ming: Two Orioles chirping in the green willows, a line of egrets soaring into the blue sky, a window bearing the autumn snow of the western mountains, and a door moored to the boat of the Eastern Wu

Shouchong:? ?

w.a.n.g Ming: The Spring Breeze of reform is blowing all over the ground, and the people of China are working hard

Shouchong:? ? ?

w.a.n.g Ming recited more than a dozen poems in a row, and Shouchongs complexion couldnt help feeling a lot better after being instilled with these ancient poems. Not only that, even his thin body began to gradually fill up, his spirit was restored. Strange, how could this be?

Seeing that Shouchong had recovered, w.a.n.g Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief. Its exactly what I thought. Were in the spirit s.p.a.ce now, so what we need is naturally spiritual food.

Shouchong suddenly understood. So thats how it is so all we need to do is keep reciting poems?

In theory.

w.a.n.g Ming nodded. Im very curious. How have you been able to survive these past few days?

Drinking water,shouchong said. I found that the water in this spiritual s.p.a.ce doesnt seem to be seawater. Its not salty, but drinkable so just like that, I managed to survive by drinking this water.. Is there a problem?

No Theres no problem After that, Id better recite the poem. This water isnt nutritious

The corners of w.a.n.g Mings eyes twitched as he said this.

He had never expected that the water in his brain would one day be able to save a person. It could simply be called a medical miracle.

After the two of them calmed down in the cabin, w.a.n.g Ming began to look at him and ask,

How much do you know about the divine brain? Or do you know anything about it?

Ive only heard some rumors from my senior sister, Phoenix, but I dont know if theyre true or not. If I hadnt been unintentionally manipulating the scheme behind the scenes to take me away and absorb me into his spiritual s.p.a.ce, I might never have been able to verify this truth

In a spiritual s.p.a.ce like this, the master of the spiritual s.p.a.ce is a G.o.d, the same concept as the core world of cultivators. But the divine brain is really too domineering. Even the incomplete parts are like maggots in the bone, able to seize other peoples s.p.a.ce for their own use. How terrifying.

Shouchong sighed as he said this.

As he said this, he was also in fact greatly shocked by the size of w.a.n.g Mings spiritual s.p.a.ce. He knew that w.a.n.g Ming wasnt a cultivator, but an ordinary human who wasnt, he could actually expand his spirit s.p.a.ce to as vast as the sea this was something that even cultivators who specialized in spirit-type spells might not be able to do.

What Im not afraid of the least is a challenge.

w.a.n.g Ming smiled. This is my spirit s.p.a.ce to begin with, and it wont be so easy for him to take it away.

Are you sure you can take it back?Shouchong hesitated.

After all, his opponent was an immemorial. Even if he had a broken body, he had already successfully become the master of this spiritual s.p.a.ce. If he was given some more time, when his opponents divine brain was completely restored.., even if they wanted to retaliate, there was nothing they could do.

I had this idea in the first place. Now, with you, the chances of taking it back are even greater.

w.a.n.g Ming said confidently, How about it? Do you want to join forces with me?? If I get it back later, I have a way to separate you from my body and help you reconstruct a body so that you can be revived. You probably dont want to stay in someone elses body all the time, right?

Of course.

Shouchong nodded. I know you, so I also believe that you have this ability. But the key is, what should we do now?

Its very simple. We just need to sink that giant aircraft carrier, and when that happens, the s.h.i.+p we use to attack will become the master s.h.i.+p of this spirit s.p.a.ce again.

Thats your giant aircraft carrier Ive seen it before. It has the equivalent of fifty aircraft carriers, just like an island! How can it be so easy to sink!

Thats my s.h.i.+p. When I built it back then, there was a back door. As long as a cannonball hits a key position, it can start the self-destruct program,w.a.n.g Ming said.

Even so, where did the materials come from? The only material we have now is this broken ghost s.h.i.+p,Shouchong said.

This was indeed a th.o.r.n.y problem.

They were now exiled to a very far region, which was different from when they had drifted with ghost head blade on the raft. They couldnt directly Pick up trashfrom the surface of the sea to create an invention.

Do you know about the Sea of Desolation?

At that moment, w.a.n.g Ming looked at shouchong and asked, In every hot spiritual s.p.a.ce, theres a sea of desolation like this.

The so-called sea of desolation could also be called the Sea of bad ideasor the Sea of useless inventions.Scientific research was a path of continuous progress in exploration, and before a thing could be successfully developed.., it would often fail many times before it could be successfully developed.

In addition, in the research and exploration of cultivation science, sometimes in order to satisfy their own bad interests or to raise funds for their own research experiments, some scientists would often be invited to create some useless inventions, to develop various IQ tax products..

In this regard, w.a.n.g Ming felt that Shouchong was more experienced than he was.

These so-called Bad ideasand Useless inventionswould eventually form something like a waste recycling station in these peoples mental s.p.a.ce, which was also known as the Sea of waste..

Sea of waste No! I dont have this kind of thing! My inventions have always been useful! Its definitely not a useless product!Shouchong folded his arms and lowered his head, refusing to admit it.

Ah Dont be like this, Mr. Shouchong. Every scientist has a few failed inventions, and so do I. You Dont Have to belittle yourself. Now that you and my spiritual s.p.a.ce are in the same s.p.a.ce, those things in the abandoned sea might not all be yours. They might also be mine.

w.a.n.g Ming knew that this might be a public execution for shouchong, but at this critical juncture, there really was no other way..

So, if you agree, give me your hand. With our brainwaves, it shouldnt be a problem for us to combine and spread out in this state to sense the abandoned sea,w.a.n.g Ming said helplessly.

Hahahaha! Thats right! It might also be yours!

At this thought, Shouchong couldnt help being happy. Alright! Then Ill sense the existence of this sea.

Then, he gave w.a.n.g Ming his hand with ease.

..

The flow of time in the spirit s.p.a.ce was relatively slow.

An hour had pa.s.sed in the outside world, but perhaps only a minute had pa.s.sed in the spirit s.p.a.ce.

In this way, the two of them drove the ghost s.h.i.+p on the surface of the sea for about twenty hours before they found the legendary abandoned sea..

w.a.n.g Ming and Shouchong gradually see.

A lot of bad inventions are floating in these waters.

w.a.n.g Ming used the fis.h.i.+ng net on the boat to fish up a rotten invention. It was a doll with a very strange appearance. It looked like a Piggy Bank.

w.a.n.g Ming remembered that this seemed to be a popular weight-loss product on the Internet a while ago. It was called Fat-loss change jar.It was said that anyone who ate a big meal would feel guilty, could put a dollar coin into this doll.

After that, the doll would start shaking crazily for a full ten minutes. It was said that thirty minutes could help reduce fat by 600 calories, which was equivalent to running for an hour

Hahaha! You didnt invent this, did you? It looks useless at first glance.Shouchong laughed loudly.

w.a.n.g Ming:

Of course, such a useless thing couldnt have come from w.a.n.g Ming.

But for the sake of team harmony, he could only smile awkwardly and put the doll in Shouchongs hand, ready to continue fis.h.i.+ng for these floating waste inventions to see if there were any usable parts.

In the end, just as the doll reached Shouchongs hand, an extremely sharp electronic doll voice suddenly rang out.

Daddy!

The doll-like fat-reducing change jar suddenly shouted at shouchong.

Who who is your daddyShouchong was shocked.

The doll shouted even louder and explained excitedly, Daddy, daddy! Have you forgotten? Youre the one who invented me!

At this point, the air suddenly froze..

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