"I am that coordinate..."
"Humanoid coordinates..."
Zhu Zhuyun murmured in a daze.
It seemed that he couldn't believe it, and he seemed to have put down his doubts and vigilance.
"The production requirements for humanoid coordinates are very high, and the failure rate is also very high."
"Of course, this process is also more cruel."
"Because humans are not as hard as metal. Therefore, their ability to withstand the force of space is far inferior to that of metal."
"Often when the mark is being engraved, it cannot bear the power of space or the pain, and is forced to explode, or choose to commit suicide."
“However, efforts and gains are ultimately proportional!”
"If the mark of the Flying Thunder God engraved on an object can be artificially damaged, then..."
"The mark of the Flying Thunder God on the humanoid body will never be erased!"
"Skin, blood, bones, and even your soul; only when these are all destroyed will the mark be destroyed."
Lu Yuan said with a smile, not realizing how terrifying this was.
However, perhaps when Lu Yuan, who was only eight years old, stuffed his appendix back with his own hands without changing his expression in order to survive, he had given up his fear of blood and pain.
Therefore, he could tell the story without changing his face, which was the experience he had gained after failing countless times.
After all, the Star Dou Forest is not just Lu Yuan’s training ground.
It’s still Lu Yuan’s experimental site!
Non-my family, its heart must be different.
Presumably those soul beasts that don't even have whole corpses, if one day they know that they have made a huge contribution to solving the problem of space, I am afraid they will also smile!
Anyway, Lu Yuan thinks it should be smiling.
As for whether it is specific...
For those who want to find a clear answer to this question, Lu Yuan said that he can simply help.
For a space ability user, the scars all over his body are not a medal, but a shame.
Because a true space ability user will always stand gracefully and let the powerful space turbulence tear the opponent into pieces.
It's like tearing apart a rag doll.
Zhu Zhuyun's eyelashes trembled slightly, seeming to show the waves in her heart.
Red lips parted slightly.
"What do you want me to cooperate with?"
This is a very self-aware woman...ahem...girl.
Lu Yuan commented silently on Zhu Zhuyun in his heart.
Sometimes self-knowledge is not a derogatory term, but a complimentary term.
Know yourself clearly.
Or understand the world clearly.
No matter what kind of self-knowledge it is, it is precious enough.
If Ma Hongjun's self-knowledge is self-knowledge of himself, then Zhu Zhuyun's self-knowledge is obviously self-knowledge of the world.
The coordinates represent no aggression.
However, if this coordinate can cause a person to appear next to you across thousands of miles or even further in an instant, then this coordinate is obviously offensive!
Wandering between being aggressive and not being aggressive can only prove one thing: the other party has a bigger plan.
After all, it's like a rich man and a poor man living across the street.
The poor only have knives in their hands, and the rich only have money in their hands.
For a poor person, his neighbor's house is his treasury.
The poor man changed his intention the moment he swung the knife. Instead of swinging it, he put the knife on the rich man's neck...
There must be some greater need.
At this time, in order to survive, the rich should ask: How do you need me to cooperate?
Instead of resisting and threatening.
After all, your life is yours, and you only have one.
The money is gone...
Although it hurts, it is better than not having any pain at all.
Slow applause sounded lonely in Zhu Zhuyun's boudoir.
"To be honest, suddenly, I actually appreciate you a little bit."
"Work hard to prove your own value, then work hard to be used, and finally work hard to extend the time you can be used as much as possible..."
"What a good way out."
Lu Yuan snapped his fingers, his words full of admiration.
However, this admiration faded away in an instant, and the conversation changed to a completely unrelated matter.
"I want to give someone a gift, and this gift must be heavy, very heavy!"
"Since someone has already chosen half of it first, then I, the latecomer, can only reluctantly take the other half in shame."
"Zhu Zhuyun."
"exist!"
The girl straightened her delicate body, not caring at all that her beauty was leaking.
"As long as it doesn't involve me, I allow you to use any means, in any way; in a proper, stable, and unnoticed way to control or hold the power of the Star Luo Empire! Then wait for my next move.
One step notification.”
"No time limit."
"This is the first task I have assigned to you. It is difficult and even beyond your current capabilities."
The slender white fingers tapped the armrest of the chair at a leisurely pace; but after saying this, the slender and well-jointed fingers slowly stopped.
It's like the frame is stuck.
Zhu Zhuyun's pupils trembled sharply.
A young, handsome, angular face has been placed in front of her!
Two pairs of eyes with black pupils faced each other.
She could even feel the other person's steady heat!
The slender fingers traced her cheek inch by inch, from the smooth forehead, to the petite and delicate nose, to the warm and clear red lips, and finally to the jaw that looked sharp but actually felt slightly fleshy.
.
"I don't like painting, but I don't mind eating cakes."
"If this cake is delicious enough, I don't mind giving a piece to the cake maker when eating the cake."
The low and hoarse voice echoed in Zhu Zhuyun's ears, and Zhu Zhuyun felt a little weak.
He stretched out his hand and gently pressed Zhu Zhuyun's back, and a powerful soul power was injected into it.
"Well!!!"
With his fingers dug deeply into the mattress, Zhu Zhuyun rolled his eyes and endured the impact of this powerful soul power.
Lu Yuan chuckled, touched Zhu Zhuyun's smooth hair, and disappeared.
"Miss, you..."
"roll!"
The cold voice scared the maid outside the door so much that she trembled and knelt down.
I don't know how much time passed before Zhu Zhuyun recovered from the shock of soul power that seemed to tear his body apart.
The night, like the tide, has begun to slowly fade away.
Dawn is coming.
Her white and tender hands picked up the alarm clock in the room, and then paused for a few seconds. Following her intuition, she pointed the alarm clock at the heart.
A miracle happened!
Visually, the alarm clock and the hand disappear at the same time!
The corners of the girl's mouth raised slightly.
seem...
Not bad?
...
Lu Yuan said that he didn't know what happened to Zhu Zhuyun.
Of course, saying this is a bit unconscionable.
To be precise, he really didn't know what happened to Zhu Zhuyun after he left.
But what happened to Shrek...
Lu Yuan was not clear at first.
It became clear later.
Looking at Dai Mubai who was blocked by Zhu Zhuqing outside the door, Lu Yuan took out the melon from the storage space, cut it open, and handed one piece to Oscar and one to Ma Hongjun.
Stayed all night, disheveled, rouged...
This shows that I have not learned my lesson well.
The price of not learning your homework well is...
It was so hard that Zhu Zhuqing, a little kitten, almost became suffocated.
Of course, this "emphysema" refers to the fact that the Nether Civet Cat is so angry that it almost turns into a Nether Spirit Tiger.
After all, cats and tigers are inseparable.
Chapter completed!