Yu Muheng has truly understood what a magical medicine is and what a pill is after taking it, and his world is completely overturned!

Hair and teeth, then cheeks, skin.

My hair in my fifties turned black from the roots. On the first day of the teeth, it was loose and completely shed. On the second day, I could see the white tinges growing. The originally spotted skin was molting and presbyopia's eyes could actually see the newspaper clearly. He looked in the mirror himself and felt that his eyes became deeper.

The feeling of fatigue disappeared completely after three days. After a big meal, Yu Muheng realized that his appetite was so good that he was really trembling. What medicine was this? It was so shocking. He knew that this favor was so great.

Suddenly recalling Zhang Hao's words, there was no second one, which immediately woke him up. This matter could only be rotten in his stomach, and no one could say it, because he could not get the second longevity pill from Zhang Hao, but his changes were real, so he needed to find an excuse himself.

Yu Muheng has seen huge troubles, but fortunately he has not gone out yet and has never met his friends, so he can think of other ways to solve it.

He directly announced that he would go to a place with excellent mountains and rivers, and temporarily rest and find a place to live in seclusion. When his body is truly restored, he will definitely be able to find a perfect explanation. Even if it is not perfect, there must be an explanation. Otherwise, he will be in trouble. It is not that he will be arrested and sliced, but that this transformation is young and he cannot explain it.

If someone he couldn't refuse and asked how young he was, he wouldn't be able to answer. It's easy to say that the medicine given by his friend would be really troublesome. Zhang Hao wouldn't be able to give him a second birthday pill, so he would offend the person who asked him, and ask how many such friends he could offend?

The answer is, no one can be offended!

So offend Zhang Hao?

I can't even think about it. Anyone who can have such a method will not offend anyone with a little brain.

Not to mention Yu Muheng's escape, Zhang Hao was already considering going to the switch station again. He found that he was addicted to going to the switch station!

Before going to the conversion platform, he found Qian Jihui and asked for the fragment of calligraphy, and then he returned to his main fort with satisfaction. This time, he did not recklessly go to the conversion platform, so he asked Zhang Bahu and Zhang Yue to prepare with the robot team and prepare the living equipment. Then he went to the conversion platform.

...

Sitting on the conversion platform, Zhang Hao secretly prayed, "Don't be in a state of war this time, I'll be upset to the battlefield, give me a safe world, and let me practice well!"

It was a war several times in a row. It was best to go directly to a modern planet, similar to the source planet, so that Zhang Hao would not need to fight and could live and practice safely. This is what Zhang Hao yearned for.

However, Zhang Hao had no control over where the conversion station sent his soul. It seemed to depend on luck, not on strength, which made Zhang Hao crazy. Since it was a new way, everything needed verification and experimentation.

Luck is really something. If you want it, you don’t have it. If you don’t want it, you have it.

This time it seems that luck is far away.

...

Severe pain, severe cervical spine pain!

Zhang Hao's soul rushed into a body, and the severe pain was instantly transmitted to the soul. He couldn't open it at all, and he already felt bad in his heart, and then he heard the dense gunfire.

Damn it!

A slander flashed across the soul. Zhang Hao's soul was with the soul crystal, so the nano-machine turned into the soul crystal and immediately began to repair the body. Then Zhang Hao discovered that his cervical spine must have been broken, no wonder the original body died instantly.

Without even opening his eyes, Zhang Hao controlled both arms with force, hugged his head, and twisted it carefully. A sound of clicking, resetting his head, and repairing the nano machine quickly. He kept his arms still, and then opened his eyes with difficulty.

At first glance, I saw the camera falling beside me, and then I saw a soldier looking at me in amazement.

The gunshots were still fierce, and then Zhang Hao saw the soldier who looked at him, being shot in the head, falling head by his side, and dead!

There was a sound coming around, which was a little blurred. As the cervical spine was repaired, Zhang Hao gradually understood.

Russian!

Zhang Hao could understand it, and couldn't help but curse it. I'm so fucking about World War II again? No! Annoying World War II! No!

The military uniform is wrong!

The weapon was wrong. There was an armored personnel carrier next to it. The gun used by the soldiers was AK74. This thing was not used in World War II, but a modern weapon. A group of soldiers around him were lying beside the armored vehicles and shooting outside. Zhang Hao could not move for the time being. He needed a little time to repair the broken cervical vertebrae.

Although Zhang Hao also wore a bulletproof vest and a camouflage military uniform, he knew that he was not a soldier, so he found a plastic sign hanging around his neck.

Xiangjiang TV, war correspondent!

Chen Feng!

Very ordinary name.

He is a photographer.

I saw a middle-aged uncle who was stuck on the wheel of the armored personnel carrier shaking. With Zhang Hao's sharp eyes, I immediately saw the sign he was hanging.

Mou Chengzhong, a reporter from Xiangjiang Satellite TV, made a little reasoning and Zhang Hao immediately understood that the interview should be represented by Mou Chengzhong, who should be a photography assistant. Then he looked at the armored vehicle and then looked at his position. He immediately understood that he was dying. He either jumped out of the car or was pulled out of the car, hit the ground, and broke his cervical vertebrae and died instantly.

It is probably a seamless connection between yourself, and the soul is directly on the body, and it is resurrected as soon as it dies.

In five minutes, Zhang Hao's soul crystal was very powerful. After repairing it, he turned his head a little, and Zhang Hao couldn't help but laugh and came back to life.

Although he hates it extremely, it does not mean that Zhang Hao is afraid of the battlefield. In fact, Zhang Hao is countless times stronger than special soldiers on the battlefield. Once this person comes back to life, it will be a war machine.

The neck was moving too hard and there was a sound of clicking, but Zhang Hao knew there was no problem. The most important thing was that the nerves blocked by nano-machines, so Zhang Hao was feeling comfortable now.

He grabbed the dead body beside him and used it to drag it to his side. Then he began to reach out and untie the opponent's armed belt, take off the bullet belt and grenade, and also took off the dagger. At the same time, he reached out and picked up the opponent's assault rifle, dragged the body to crawl towards Mou Chengzhong.

From time to time, soil flowers splashed on the ground, which was the effect of bullets hitting the ground. After a little checking the surrounding situation, Zhang Hao knew that they were surrounded.

There were four armored personnel carriers and six off-road vehicles. The off-road vehicles were no different from sieves. It was estimated that not many people in the car could survive. Zhang Hao quickly determined that this should be a press regiment, and the Russian soldiers were escorting them.
Chapter completed!