"All kinds of mysterious events happen every day in the universe. There are endless alien civilizations, practitioners, immortal cultivators, etc. Ordinary people are immune to this news. In addition to watching it with relish and joy,
After reading it, I turned around and forgot about it. No one would take it seriously. After all, ordinary people are so exhausted every day that they are fed up with food, salt, firewood and rice. How can they be in the mood to pursue the truth? What's more, with their abilities, they can't find the truth.
"The underground warden said slowly.
"Yes."
Zhou Sen knows very well that it takes a long, long time for the human world to accept new things, just like when human scientists completed space jumps through black holes and broke through space barriers. This great scientific achievement has been rumored for more than ten years.
It is the biggest scientific scam in the galaxy era. Humanity will not accept this disruptive science and technology until the technology is fully mature and spread to every human being.
Smelting metal!
Zhou Sen suddenly felt shocked. He remembered that the warden of the underground prison had just mentioned that he could smelt metal. He had heard many times that the gangster Zhou Sen had the ability to melt metal.
"Warden, I have lost my memory."
"I know."
"I have even lost the skill of smelting metal." Zhou Sen pretended to be in pain.
"Ah...can you forget this?!" The underground warden was no longer as calm as before, with an extremely shocked expression on his face. Zhou Sen's ability to smelt metal is very important to the prison escape, because Zhou Sen is the one who smelt metal.
His super power is also the super skill that allows him to escape from prison repeatedly. If he forgets to smelt metal, it means that the probability of successfully escaping from prison is reduced.
"I don't want to either." Zhou Sen sighed.
"This...this..." The underground warden obviously couldn't accept that Zhou Sen had forgotten the skill of smelting metal. He who had always been calm and calm showed a look of anxiety.
"Oh...I remembered, I have a book." Zhou Sen pretended to be casual and took out the manuscript from his arms and handed it to the underground warden. He heard the underground warden said that the gangster Zhou Sen could smelt metal.
After that, Zhou Sen was full of expectations for this book. If he could really learn the skills of smelting metal through this book, then escaping from this prison would be easy. After all, this prison is made of metal.
.
The biggest problem for Zhou Sen now is that he is not Zhou Sen, the best gangster in the universe, but Zhou Sen, a scientist. He can survive to this day in Mogan Prison, where the jungle preys on the strong, only because of the aura of Zhou Sen, the gangster, so he hopes
He can possess the power of the ruthless bandit Zhou Sen.
The underground warden was an opportunity for Zhou Sen, because this mysterious old man lived for more than 700 years.
"Weapon refining... I have many books like this." The underground warden took the book and flipped through a few pages before bursting into laughter, and then returned the book to Zhou Sen.
"Ahem..." Zhou Sen was a little embarrassed. He always thought that this book was very precious, because Qin Ge had mentioned this book before. He took it for granted that this book was a legendary martial arts secret book and was priceless.
, but I didn’t expect that the underground warden didn’t take it seriously at all.
"You can't understand this book?" The underground warden stared at Zhou Sen with a penetrating gaze.
"Yes." Zhou Sen admitted frankly.
"It seems you have really lost your memory." The underground warden sighed deeply, with a look of disappointment on his face.
"Can you help me understand this book?" Zhou Sen asked lightly.
"Of course you can, but there are prerequisites." A sly look appeared on the brows of the underground warden.
"The agreement I made with you before I lost my memory is still valid!"
"It's a deal! But you have to know that you don't have much time left. I won't lose anything if you can escape from prison, because I have been in this prison for more than seven hundred years, and you,
Once it fails, the losses will be huge." The underground warden looked at Zhou Sen and said meaningfully.
"I know." Zhou Sen naturally understood what the underground warden meant. Now he doesn't have much time left. Even if he can understand the cultivation books now, he may not be able to smelt metal.
"Is your team in place?" the underground prison warden asked casually.
"I am the team." Zhou Sen quickly entered the role of the gangster Zhou Sen. Zhou Sen had long speculated that there was a jailbreak team behind the gangster Zhou Sen. Otherwise, he would not have had such good luck every time.
But now, the underground warden is obviously testing him, so naturally he cannot reveal his trump card. In fact, the gangster Zhou Sen's escape team is Zhou Sen's only trump card at the moment.
"Hahahaha... Okay! Okay! Okay!"
The warden of the underground prison let out a burst of hearty laughter and said three words "good" in succession. The eyes of the surrounding prisoners fell on him and Zhou Sen one after another, with surprise on their faces. You know, in
In the endless years of the past, the unfathomable underground warden has never been as happy as he was just now.
Zhou Sen, the most ruthless gangster in the universe!
The prisoners in the small restaurant began to look at Zhou Sen differently. Before, they had never taken this gangster seriously. In the eyes of powerful people, although figures like the gangster Zhou Sen were somewhat powerful, they were not.
It will not fall into their eyes. After all, they are all powerful figures in the five star regions, and Zhou Sen is at best a foolhardy thug.
At this time, the atmosphere became more and more lively.
Some prisoners began to invite female prisoners to dance. Their fat bodies embraced the graceful female prisoners, like ferocious carnivores playing with their prey.
Just when the enthusiasm of the prisoners was high, Zhou Sen saw the warden of the underground prison making a gesture to the prisoner behind him. The prisoner lowered his head, and the warden whispered a few times. Then, the prisoner left immediately. A few minutes later, he held a
Folding books is back.
"After reading these books in order, you will be able to regain the skills of smelting gold and iron." The underground warden motioned to the prisoner to hand the books to Zhou Sen.
"Thank you... In other words, whoever gets these books can have the power to smelt metal?" Zhou Sen flipped through it and found that these books, like the ones he had on hand, were also handwritten manuscripts.
The difference is that these books are all written in the same handwriting, so it can be determined that these books were copied by one person.
"Are you kidding?" The underground warden frowned and looked at Zhou Sen.
"Ahem... I've lost my memory, please enlighten me!" Zhou Sen was a little embarrassed. He could only blame the blame for losing his memory again.
"In the long history of mankind, there have been thousands of cultivation methods, but only a few can achieve the right path! Why? The reason is very simple. Many people have the correct cultivation methods but not enough talent, and some people
He has enough talent, but does not have the correct cultivation technique. In the five star regions, the probability of a talented person obtaining the corresponding cultivation technique is only one in a billion, given the right time, place and people.
In other words, if these books are distributed to 100 million people at the same time to meet their living conditions for cultivation, only one person can achieve your level of achievement, do you understand?"
"I understand, that is to say, these books are priceless treasures to me, but they are waste paper to others."
"I understand very well!" The underground warden touched his long beard with a cowardly expression on his face.
"Why do you own these books?" Zhou Sen asked.
"If you stayed in this prison for more than seven hundred years, you would also have these books." A hint of melancholy appeared on the pleased face of the underground warden.
"More than seven hundred years, more than seven hundred years..."
Zhou Sen murmured to himself that he could not imagine that a person had been imprisoned in this prison for seven hundred years. At the same time, Zhou Sen could imagine that the underground warden had gone through various ways during these long years.
Through such ingenuity and plunder, he obtained countless secrets of cultivation.
