Two hundred and seventy-fourth body refining and refining
"Zhou Sen." Olin sighed.
"Is it the genius scientist I mentioned last time who looks exactly like me?" Zhou Sen said calmly.
"Yes."
"Oh." Zhou Sen doesn't want to talk about himself. In fact, Zhou Sen has been avoiding mentioning himself to others.
"Back then, I asked the scientist Zhou Sen to interview him, but he refused. Not long after, he had a car accident."
"I'm just an interview subject. What's there to regret?" Zhou Sen asked calmly.
"No, he is different. He has shown amazing talents since he was a child. He obtained a bachelor's degree at the age of nine and built a miniature nuclear reactor in the garage... Of course, I did not interview him because he is a scientist with amazing talents.
It’s because I suspect that his achievements are all fake.”
"Why doubt it?"
"Because all of his scientific achievements were announced by his adoptive parents, and he has almost no social circle, so I have enough reason to believe that he is just an ordinary child, and his achievements are all the result of his adoptive parents.
It creates an illusion. In fact, those achievements are all due to the adoptive father and adoptive mother..."
"Well, it's very possible." Zhou Sen nodded in agreement. He didn't want to discuss it in depth, let alone defend it, because it didn't make any sense. His current identity was the interstellar gangster Zhou Sen.
"So, I am very sorry, because as long as I have the opportunity to interview him, it is possible to uncover the scam, and now, his adoptive father and adoptive mother have passed away, and he himself has died in a car accident, and his secret can no longer be revealed.
." Olin said regretfully.
"It's a bit of a pity."
"Zhou Sen, do you have any regrets?" Olin asked.
"I...hehe, I'm still young, I have no regrets." Zhou Sen smiled.
"People will always have regrets, and every age will have different regrets. For example, losing a beloved toy when you were a child is considered a regret."
"Maybe."
"Zhou Sen, do you want to live forever?" Olin suddenly asked.
"Yes, of course I do. Don't you want to?" Zhou Sen asked back.
"No, I think it's not good for people to live too long." Olin shook her head, her head moved slightly, her hair touched Zhou Sen's head, and her heart beat wildly for no reason.
"Maybe, it's really unimaginable to be locked up in a prison for hundreds of years like an underground warden." Zhou Sen didn't notice Olin.
"I don't know what the underground warden is doing..."
"It's not just recruiting troops, what else can we do?" Zhou Sen said.
"Recruiting troops?"
"He has to find something to do to pass the time. People would be quite bored if they didn't do anything."
"Indeed, every time I take a break, I really want to end the vacation as soon as possible."
"Um."
"What are your plans after returning to the five star regions?" Olin asked.
"Are we doing an interview?"
"no."
"I still have some things to deal with. After I finish them, I will find a bank or a museum to practice my skills. After all, I am an interstellar gangster and I cannot neglect my main business." Zhou Sen said with a smile.
"..."
"What are your plans after you go back?" Zhou Sen changed the topic to Olin.
"I...I will write a series of reports about Mogan Prison, with you as the theme...Actually, I also want to report on the underground prison director, but I guess it won't pass the review."
"Be merciful." Zhou Sen smiled.
"Are you scared?!" Orin chuckled.
"There are few people in this world who are willing to offend the pen writer." Zhou Sen joked.
"Then should you be nicer to me?" Orin chuckled.
"Tell me, how do you want me to treat you well?" Zhou Sen said sideways.
"I……"
Olin felt Zhou Sen's breath, and her heart beat wildly again. She felt like she had difficulty breathing.
There was a breathless silence.
The atmosphere became ambiguous.
I don't know when, the two people's hands were tightly held together. It was natural, as if the two hands were already holding each other.
Both of them's breathing became rapid.
"Don't." Orin whispered softly.
"Go to sleep, I'll practice for a while!"
Zhou Sen sat up.
The two had no further communication.
Inside the tent, which was so dark that no one could see anything, there was only the inaudible sound of two people breathing.
Although Zhou Sen has always been flirting with Aolin, he doesn't want to have anything to do with this woman in his heart. The hand he held just now was more of a male instinct.
Zhou Sen activated the warm current in his Dantian, and his flaming vagina was immediately suppressed by this warm current.
During this period, Zhou Sen gained too much power of faith, but he was unable to transform it into strength. It seemed that there was always something missing.
At present, Zhou Sen's Dantian warm current has become thicker and thicker. If Zhou Sen's warm current was like water before, then now it is like magma. The quality has changed dramatically. The scientific explanation is that the density is getting bigger and bigger.
, the flow rate is also getting slower and slower.
Zhou Sen kept urging the warm current to flow through his limbs. He knew very well that this thick and stagnant feeling was not a good thing.
Running water does not rot, door hinges do not get beetroots!
It's not a bad thing if the warmth is thick, but it's obviously not a good thing if it affects the circulation in the limbs and bones.
In the past, Zhou Sen hoped that the power of faith would be as strong as possible, but now, he is even a little afraid.
Previously, Zhou Sen asked people to enshrine some heroes of the Sheep Tribe in the temple, hoping to share some of the sacrifices.
This time Zhou Sen and Olin acted alone to prevent the sheep people around them from becoming too fanatical.
At this rate, if Zhou Sen can't think of a way to digest the power of faith, his body will most likely turn to stone...
…
Petrified!
A wry smile appeared at the corner of Zhou Sen's mouth. He did not expect that the power of too much faith would have side effects, which he did not expect.
It seems that God is not that easy to be a god.
Zhou Sen vigorously stimulated the flow, hoping that this kind of practice would make the flow pure and not stagnant.
Zhou Sen's practice was meaningless, and the power of faith that continuously poured into his body became a heavy burden.
Why is this happening?
What went wrong?
Something must have gone wrong!
Zhou Sen wailed secretly and stopped practicing. He decided to sort out his recent cultivation progress and repeatedly study some of the cultivation methods in "Galaxy Lian".
"Galaxy Lian".
Everything can be refined!
What went wrong?
Zhou Sen repeatedly reviewed the cultivation methods in the book word for word, and even the punctuation marks were not missed.
"Galaxy Refining, Galaxy Refining...Refining..."
Zhou Sen thought silently in his mind, and suddenly his mind was shaken. He found that he had ignored the biggest problem.
The book "Galaxy Refining" is a book on weapon refining, and after he obtained this book, apart from refining gods, he did almost nothing serious. Even the Tang sword only refining the blade.
Refining!
The focus is on refining weapons, not on cultivating the body, and I use the power of faith to cultivate my body all day long, causing my body to become more and more condensed. If I continue like this, sooner or later I will be refined into a lump of metal.
Suddenly, Zhou Sen had a feeling of enlightenment...