The "white liquid" used by executives to cast the world, and Han Dong has seen the effect in Tombjun.

Even the broken body that Tung Jun, who has been consumed for hundreds of years, can return to its peak state within two days.

However, the location of healing proposed by the executives was difficult for Han Dong to accept.

“In bed?”

The executives also belong to humans in appearance, and Han Dong even suspects that the species of executives is [humans].

It's just humans in different worlds... Since they belong to the same category, they may become interested in similar categories, and Han Dong is still relatively resistant to the unspoken rules.

"Your injuries are quite serious. [Bi'an Hotel] uses a completely adaptive bed, which can adjust the height and hardness of each support point according to your body's condition, which is more conducive to the absorption of liquid."

"Okay."

Han Dong finally compromised, after all, opening the door is the most important thing.

With a relatively well-behaved look, I put the crutch at the foot of the bed and slowly lay down on it.

Indeed, this bed quickly detected Han Dong's physical injury and provided corresponding support, which was very comfortable.

Gulugulu...swallowed the thick liquid.

The viscosity is too high and there is even a lot of liquid sticking to the throat, making it very uncomfortable.

At this time.

The executive also went to bed, gently attaching one palm to Han Dong's abdomen.

Through the vortex center of the black vortex trunk, we can help adjust the flow of the white substance that has just been taken throughout Han Dong's body.

This is more efficient than Han Dong assisted the Tomb Lord to absorb, but executives can control white liquid to create the world.

The injury was fully recovered in just one minute.

The white liquid spread to every corner of the body, and even the "bruises" hidden deep in the body were repaired.

But the executive frowned and whispered:

"You [Fighting Club] is really like the rumors, completely ignoring life and death, and you can do whatever you want... If the injuries accumulated in your body are not cured in time, even if you think you are in good condition, you may suddenly die one day.

Next time, at such a critical moment, stop doing this."

"Thank you, senior, I will pay attention next time."

Han Dong also knew that the club hospital also knew this and strictly stipulated discharge requirements. This time, it was thanks to the headless guarantee.

"Next, let's start [special training]."

The executive touches a button in the guest room.

A secret passage is shown on the side wall of the master bedroom, leading to an open training space that can set various environmental parameters, allowing guests to practice in various forms during rest, or even communicate with each other.

Han Dong felt uneasy and asked in a low voice: "Senior, is the so-called special training for me to compete with me, right? The level is too different, it is really..."

"Although I'm interested in your ability system, the levels are too different, which is really meaningless.

When you construct myth, you may try it out with me.

The one you want to discuss is not me...but yourself."

Said.

A sensation of liquid surging from the body came from the body.

There was no time to curb the vomiting came... The white liquid suddenly spurted out of her mouth.

However, the liquid falling on the ground immediately aggregates and turns into a "copyer" with exactly the same body shape, appearance and even breath as a "copyer"... However, she wears a whirlpool mask on her head.

Han Dong rubbed the residual liquid at the corner of his mouth and asked softly: "Is the healing just now just a process. Is the real purpose of my senior to inject liquid into my body and copy the relevant DNA information to perform correct biological expression?"

"You're too complicated, just a simple replica.

However, your brain's complexity exceeds the liquid limit, and the reproduction is not complete.

Next, you need to compete with the replica and win. The specific time of winning will determine whether you are ready to open the door."

"good……"

Han Dong didn't ask how long it took, he just had to work hard to deal with the special training.

"By the way, I remember you seem to have the characteristics of a "shepherd", that is, you can recruit and have powerful wise minions... This ability should not be used in the competition, you must defeat the replica with your own ability."

"Understood."

As referees, the exchange of senior executives begins.

However, one thing to note here is that.

The body of the replicate completely imitates Han Dong, but its essence is a high concentration of liquid secreted by the executives.

The reason why the executive didn't say the exact time issue is that he didn't think Han Dong could win the competition... He just wanted to see how far Han Dong could do it.

【27 minutes and 38 seconds】

The space for the exchange of knowledge is filled with a strong breath of death.

Han Dong, who just gained death experience from "Prometheus", built a small area of ​​absolute death based on the "Raughter Staff" and combined with the formation.

The level of death energy that flows inside is comparable to the Chaos Death Prison of the [End Knights].

The body of the replica is lying in the formation.

A holy sword body with blood dripping and the hilt was fixed by the canine teeth, piercing the torso of the copy through, just in the center of the formation.

The arms that symbolize absolute death are slowly peeling off the replica, and white liquid is constantly dripping.

Hahaha!

Han Dong, who was studying "Crazy Learning", was still laughing out loud here.

The crazy laughter of level-raising continues to invade the brain of the replica, weakening the overall attributes from the internal weakening.

"Enough!"

As the executive waved his hand, the copy was dismantled into white liquid and put into a glass bottle that had been prepared on the side.

Han Dong also quickly restrained his crazy laughter and removed all current offensives.

"It seems like a lot of time has been spent. Can this be considered ready?"

The executive looked at Han Dong with a strange look. In fact, in "The Tomb", he could see a hint of Han Dong's madness... Unexpectedly, Han Dong, who had retrieved his true nature, would show such a crazy way of fighting.

“Well, I expected an hour…You’re doing very well.

This bottle of liquid is your winning reward, which can repair your physical energy consumption during the competition, and at the same time allow you to enter the [Open State]."

"Ah? Can this be drunk?"

Staring at the liquid that was vomited out by himself and fighting again, Han Dong really couldn't bear to drink it again.

"The liquid itself undergoes 'imitation' and subsequent 'hardening' through various abilities. The liquid itself undergoes qualitative change and is more suitable for your physical acceptance... This is the ultimate purpose of [Special Training], and it is also considered to be a thank you for your help in "The Tomb".

"So that's it! Thank you, senior."

Without hesitation, blow off the bottle in one breath.

As the executive said, the liquid merges with the body the moment it enters the body.

More importantly, a large part of the essence liquid is sent to the brain along the blood vessels, specifically for the accumulation of consciousness.

It even made Han Dong feel like he was floating in the air, and his consciousness state reached an unprecedented peak.

The whole thing actually floated up after drinking the bottle of liquid, and a large number of tentacles stretched out from the back of their heads, swaying happily.

"If the [three things] I asked for are done, now you can open the door... Since I am your guide to the door, I will pay for the expenses required for your physical body to stay here during the door opening."

"Senior, do you need to go to the relevant department of Hei Tower to register before opening the door, or go to the door opening area through some device or portal?"
Chapter completed!