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There was a crisp unlocking sound, and the lock of the cell in front of the grandfather of the mourner and patriarch fell to the ground.

At this time, the moaning that had been looming in the cell had completely disappeared.

Squeak -

A pair of slender and slightly white hands opened the door of the cell.

After seeing the prisoners in the cell, surprise and surprise jumped on the face of the mourner.

"Uncle and aunt?"

Patriarch Grandpa nodded, "Yes, Mushelp, take the two of them away and go finish your armor." ”

"Uncle, auntie, do you still recognize me?" Fu Zhu ignored the patriarch and grandfather, he walked up to the two of them on his own, and greeted the two elders of the family with hope.

However, the uncle and the aunt had dull expressions and blank eyes, and after they walked out of the cell, they stood still dumbfounded, no matter how they spoke to them, they were still indifferent.

"Come on, bereavement, I have something to tell you. ”

"Uncle, I'm a mourner, do you remember me? When you were a child, you often took me to eat dumplings, do you still have an impression?"

"Funeral help..."The expression on the patriarch's grandfather's face was tangled.

"Auntie, I'm mourning, the mourning aid who was beaten by you before, do you remember me?"

"Bereavement..."

"Uncle, uncle, you..."

"Come here!"

The patriarch's grandfather suddenly roared, and directly stunned the mourning help.

Patriarch Grandpa sighed and said with a wry smile: "After being refined into the Sage's Stone, do you think they can still retain their consciousness?"

"Doesn't the patriarch and grandfather keep their consciousness?" his eyes were still fixed on the two elders who were as dull as puppets in front of him, and he said, "Then what's so strange about the uncle and the aunt maintaining their consciousness?"

"It's different, we're different. The patriarch's grandfather shook his head, looking like he wanted to speak and stopped.

"What's the difference, aren't we all the same?"

"What's the difference? Why am I special? Whether it's my father or you, why me, why did you choose me?"

The patriarch's grandfather was stunned, and in the face of Fu Zhu's sudden questioning, he didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Since you have to say something different, then tell me everything you know!" he looked at the old man and shouted angrily, "Tell me everything!"

"Whether it's my father's plan, or Ye Xian's plan, or your plan, tell it all!"

"Don't always say something, let me guess what you think like a riddle, okay?"

At this time, he seemed to have let go of all restraints, completely ignoring that the person in front of him was an elder he respected, and shouted hysterically: "Tell me all the things you discussed and planned!

"When you planned all this, did you think about my ideas when you secretly arranged all this?"

"You are always secretly arranging and planning everything, always calculating how to achieve your goals, do you think I really can't guess your purpose? Sato Shizhen wants me to protect the Sato family and defeat Celsus, Ye Xian wants me to use Celsus's philosopher's stone to refine the human body after defeating Celsus, pull his soul back from the door, and reshape his body for him. ”

"What about you? What is your plan? What is the purpose of staging a show of extermination, refining the Philosopher's Stone into my body?"

"Do you believe Sato Tokisada's judgment? Or do you just use my body as a refuge and look forward to the day when I will refine my body and save you all from the Philosopher's Stone?"

Syllable.

A slap in the face mercilessly slapped the bereaved man.

The patriarch grandfather looked at the young man in front of him with an indifferent expression, and a trace of imperceptible distress and sadness flashed in his eyes.

And the young man in front of him just looked at him stubbornly and didn't speak.

"I don't know what Shi Zhen and that Ye Xian think. "But I know my thoughts very well, and it is true that as you say, I have high expectations for you, and I have put everything in the Sato family on you—rather than having my people killed by Celsus one by one, I should entrust everything to you." ”

"I'm sorry I didn't think about your thoughts, and I'm sorry that you're burdened with too much responsibility. ”

"It's just... I believe in Shi Zhen's judgment that you will be the one who defeats Celsus and protects the Sato family, and the Sato family will also go to glory because of your existence. ”

"The Philosopher's Stone is your strength and the guardian of our people. The old man reached out and rubbed his head, "I don't want you to have too much psychological pressure on this, it's not good." ”

The mourner allowed the old man to rub his head, although he was silent and did not speak, his thoughts had returned to the past, and he recalled the care and love of the people for him before the extermination.

"So... Is it really good?" Mourner's tone hesitated, "just use the Philosopher's Stone... No, consume your souls. ”

"This is the choice of all the people of the Sato family, mourning. The old man smiled kindly.

"We are willing to turn into your strength to protect you and the Sato family. ”

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When you open your eyes, your consciousness has returned to the real world.

What caught the eye was not a dim and damp cell, nor a snow-white and dazzling space, but a comfortable super large bed, and the air with a faint earthy fragrance.

In the palm of his hand, a blood-red irregular stone lay quietly.

Fu Zhu subconsciously exerted his strength and firmly grasped the stone in his hand.

Even if the stone was in pain, he had no intention of relaxing.

It was as if what he was grasping at the moment was the world.

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Three days later.

Myoki Mountain, in the workshop of mourning.

"That's done, right?"

Li had a pair of thick dark circles under his eyes, looking at the parts of the armor that were thrown all over the ground in front of him, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"Sort of. ”

The mourner on the nearby work desk replied with the same dark circles under her eyes as thick as hers, and on his work table, a small triangular reactor was placed.

"It's just one last step. Li looked at the triangular reactor on the bereavement table, "Get it done, Patriarch." ”

Musuke nodded, only to see that he carefully picked up a small red pebble with tweezers, and placed it in the core of the triangular reactor - at the core, there was a recess that exactly matched the shape of the stone.

With a click, the cover was closed, and Musuke's hands pressed against the reactor and began to rub constantly.

The natural energy that was invisible to the naked eye of ordinary people was frantically pulled by him, gathering into the core of the reactor, forming a small triangular whirlwind.

As this natural energy swirled and stabilized, a faint green light lit up from the Immortal Energy Reactor, dazzling like a brilliant emerald.

The Xianneng Reactor is now complete.

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