Chapter 172: Strange Liquid
Seeing that Ye Nuan was intact, the man in white remembered her words again, his face condensed slightly, and he walked directly to the front of the metal cabin, and looked down to see what he had done.
After a long time, he withdrew from the overwhelming data and said bluntly to Ye Nuan, "How did you feel just now?" ”
From the data uploaded by the damaged input instrument, the man found that the data recorded in it was not excessive at all, and it increased sharply from the beginning, as if a person fell asleep with his eyes closed, and did not go through any light sleep at all, and directly reached a deep sleep state, which is not scientific at all, very abnormal, and not at all like the mental power frequency of normal people. The virtual armor system in this house has been transformed, and it can withstand the mental power far beyond the normal population, and even his majestic spiritual power can accommodate it, but because of Ye Nuan's sudden connection, it directly collapsed, and it is obviously not possible to prevaricate with strong mental power.
After recalling for a few seconds, Ye Nuan said, "Actually, I don't feel anything, just operate according to the prompts of the system, but before the input meter was damaged, I felt a little cold above my head, and then the alarm sounded in my ears." ”
"Cool? What kind of cool? ”
The man's expression changed a little when he heard this, although it was not obvious, but he was still captured by Ye Nuan. With a little doubt, Ye Nuan raised his eyebrows and said, "It's just an ordinary cool feeling, like a sudden turn on of the air conditioner just blowing on the top of the head." ”
Ye Nuan's words made a few rays of light flash in the man's eyes, as if he thought of something, and saw that he stretched out his hand and touched the metal cabin that had contained Ye Nuan before, obviously his slender and slender fingers didn't have much strength, but suddenly moved. In the next second, his five fingers were clearly imprinted on the metal, and the metal capsule was also twisted and deformed in his next movements, like pulling sugar silk. Thin wires appeared connected to each other.
Raising his eyebrows, Ye Nuan kept staring at the man with curious eyes, a little confused.
The man was fine, and only after tearing apart the metal capsule that it had lost its original appearance did he stop his movements and stood aside to observe.
And the pile of broken metal didn't disappoint the man.
Less than half a minute. The metal that had been lifeless was fused again, but instead of returning to its original state, it condensed into a mass of metallic liquid. It's like mercury pouring on the ground, rolling and rolling, which is quite cute.
Of course, this is not to make Ye Nuan dumbfounded. Bizarrely. The mercury-like liquid seemed to feel something, and it slowly approached Ye Nuan, and when it moved, the whole body rippled, looking exquisite and gorgeous. It's just that I don't know why, looking at the lump of liquid, Ye Nuan suddenly felt a sense of hunger in her stomach, which made her lick her red lips unconsciously.
As a result, the mercury-like thing seemed to have eyes, and was stunned by Ye Nuan's movements. Directly froze in place and didn't dare to approach, as if the pause button was suddenly pressed. The round body tilted forward at an angle, and the water waves continued to swing, and then the body shook violently. It's a little pitiful, but it's more hilarious.
Ye Nuan looked at the man in white not far away with a smile on his face, and pointed over there, making a silent question.
The man didn't reply, just looked at Ye Nuan and asked Ye Nuan to wait.
Sure enough, Ye Nuan stood still and did not move, the silver liquid seemed to be unable to withstand the temptation, and tried his best to restrain the fear in his heart, but still mustered up the courage to roll towards Ye Nuan. One step away from Ye Nuan, it directly turned into a long puddle of water, and moved up along Ye Nuan's ankle.
Its temperature was a little cold, but not cold, it could only be said that it was just right, and it didn't make Ye Nuan feel too cold, but the feeling of being climbed by the silver liquid was like being suddenly entangled by some kind of mollusk, which still made Ye Nuan frown slightly.
She thought for a moment and reached out and grabbed a part of the silver liquid. In fact, the touch of silver liquid is not as soft as Ye Nuan's imagination, metal is metal after all, even if it is transformed into liquid form, the cold feeling has never dissipated, and there is also a sense of hardness, letting you know that what you are touching now is not water, but real metal.
However, the next second Ye Nuan's hand touched the metal, a consciousness suddenly drilled into her mind, no, it is not accurate to say that it is drilling, because Ye Nuan has a strong defense both physically and mentally, and it is difficult for foreign objects to invade, not so much that consciousness drilled into her mind, but that the metal liquid transmitted its consciousness to Ye Nuan in some form, so that she could understand what it was thinking.
It was a joyful emotion, intuitive and clear, as far as Ye Nuan was concerned, it was too small to even be able to do anything other than being able to express himself. Ye Nuan didn't care about the others, first of all, she judged that the strange liquid in front of her couldn't cause harm to her, but what was this thing?
The solid liquid state is converted at will, and he still has the consciousness of a child, but there is no breath of life on his body, and Ye Nuanao doesn't understand what this thing in his hand is.
She was also bold, and a ball of air popped directly from her fingertips, wrapping the liquid from head to tail, floating on her chest.
The index finger hooked left and right, and Ye Nuan teased the liquid with a bit of playfulness, "What is this?" ”
The object of the questioning was naturally not a strange liquid that could only express her emotions, but a man in white who was standing behind her unconsciously.
"I think it has something to do with your physique. It was originally sent by someone else, saying that it was a strange metal obtained by chance, and that it was made by a certain refiner as a gift for my sixth birthday. Originally, it was indeed just a carrier of the virtual mecha, but I just found out that all the systems stored in its body were strangled, and then I remembered the joke of that person, so I thought about giving it a try, to see if this thing would change under the strong intervention, and the result is what you see. ”
"Made by a refiner?" Ye Nuan ignored someone's move of polishing the time for his six-year-old toy to his long-term adult (Earth Computing Method), and chewed the words in his mouth several times before he said, "This thing is a magic weapon?" In your eyes, what is the standard for judging ritual weapons? ”
In Ye Nuan's view, the so-called magic weapon. It is a tool for those practitioners to practice, pray, and make offerings. Depending on their attributes, they can exert different effects depending on the user's abilities, and are as powerful as the Wyvern Staff that subdues the demons. Calm the power of water, fire and wind, and transform the power of the five elements of yin and yang, no matter how bad they are, they also have the effect of warming the user's body.
Thinking about the metal cabin like this really made Ye Nuan a little unacceptable. It's like knowing that a pair of stinky socks blocked in the corner of the wall are actually magic weapons. Not to mention anything else, with the art of witch alchemy, Ye Nuan can still detect it when he encounters a magic weapon. But just now, she didn't feel anything, how could that thing be a magic weapon, she was very skeptical.
Jiang Ye Nuan's eyes were full of puzzlement. The man in white explained. "Legend has it that after the biological catastrophe of the 22nd century, many cultivators on the earth passed away mysteriously one by one, so that the avenue fell to the side, the inheritance was lost, and many skills fell into the situation of losing their inheritance. After thousands of years of development, people have gradually picked up what they left behind through unremitting efforts, but time is ruthless after all, and many things have been washed away wantonly. Modern cultivators can only grope for the tip of the iceberg. Fortunately, people in this era still have a sense of innovation, so they want to combine the cultivation of truth with technology. A batch of ancient magic weapons have been created, but the carriers are strange. ”
Pointing to the mass of metallic liquid, the man said, "Just like this, the person who gave the gift at the beginning probably saw that I didn't have the possibility of cultivating it, and wanted to mess with me, so he made it into a magic weapon and combined it with the virtual mecha system, even if I can't use it as a magic weapon, it is still more useful than a pure analog mecha." In addition, the gift can show his own difference. But for me, this thing is really just a simulated mecha, and after all these years, I have forgotten its other identity, and if it wasn't for the vision, I don't think I would have remembered it at all. ”
After listening to the man's words, Ye Nuan became a little interested in the person who gave the gift, "He is also a cultivator?" How can you tell that you don't have the possibility of cultivating? ”
In fact, for a man's body, Ye Nuan can't say why. Obviously, the pulses, bones, and blood are no different from normal people, but Ye Nuan can't calculate the trajectory of his life, as if he is blocked by a black cloth, and he can't see through it. And his body has a strong self-healing ability, and his body has a strong spiritual power that does not belong to humans, which is really strange.
She wondered how the man in the man's mouth saw the man's potential.
It is said that the dragon and tiger walk is a person with great luck, many people think that the so-called "dragon and tiger step" is to look very powerful, in fact, this idea is wrong, there is such a saying in the traditional facing technique, "the eagle stands like sleep, and the tiger walks like a disease." As the name suggests, the eagle stands like sleeping, and the tiger walks and sways as if it is sick, which is not a derogatory meaning, but just to tell future generations that it is always the blood instinct of the beast that lurks under such a sick and weak appearance, strong and unstoppable. The man in white is just such a person, he looks thin and weak, with a slender and thin figure like a bamboo pole, but in fact, there is a bloodthirsty beast lurking in his body.
But apart from this big luck, no matter how much it is, Ye Nuan can't see it at all. The spiritual roots that cultivators pay attention to, she didn't see anything from men at all. Ye Nuan thought that her current strength was not bad, but even she couldn't see anything, what method did the person who gave the gift to the man knock out.
"That person said that I am a chaotic body, with supreme vitality, and I have infinite dead energy, and I can't be a cultivator." The man replied.
In fact, Zhuge Qingming carried some black pots because of this, and he was still blamed by Song Ya until now. Because he broke the man, the next successor of the empire, has no lifeline, there are not without some strange people in history who can't see through the trajectory of fate, they are indeed extraordinary, often have the ability to reach the sky, or become famous because of some strange things, but such a fate is not good news for the ruler of a country. The state, in addition to the material components, first of all it should be stable. A person who has no luck means that the future of the country will not determine the direction of development, and so many people are involved, so naturally it cannot be ignored. There is also part of the reason why men are excluded from the centers of power.
Ye Nuan nodded thoughtfully when he heard this, the body of chaos is easy to explain, it has no roots and no pulse, just like in the southern prison before, the magic power released by himself can be absorbed by all the men, and there is no damage to him, this is the strangeness of the body of chaos, it can accommodate thousands of people, but because there are too many possibilities, it cannot be concentrated on a certain type of element, so it cannot be cultivated.
The universal cultivation of truth, but pay attention to the spiritual root and spiritual vein, what gold, wood, water, fire, earth, thunder, lightning, ice, light and darkness, these are a kind of potential hidden in the human body, some people are born with an affinity for plants, then he has a wood spiritual root, but the difference in qualifications. With this chaotic physique, a man cannot be single-minded, so he is naturally excluded from the ranks of cultivation.
"But why is this thing sticking to me?" After figuring out those things, Ye Nuan glanced at the silver liquid in front of him, returned to the beginning, and asked.
"Today, you are not favored by that mysterious refining master as a disciple, it is estimated that it has something to do with your talent." Thinking of Zhuge Qingming who left alone with Ye Nuan, a dark color flashed in the man's eyes, recalling the provocation in the man's mouth, a wave of anger couldn't help but gush out from the bottom of his heart, but it quickly disappeared into the air.
Ye Nuan naturally sensed the anomaly in the air, but after looking at the man who had returned to normal, he thought that he had been so strange from time to time in the Southern Prison before, so he didn't think much about it, just frowned and said, "It shouldn't be." ”
She knew what the so-called refining master liked about her, but it was just a vision beyond ordinary people, and the others couldn't see anything for the time being. Therefore, Ye Nuan didn't think that he really had any talent in refining. It's just that she is obviously a little puzzled by the strange closeness of this liquid 'magic weapon'. She is not a gold-based cultivator, even if she really has a fatal attraction, it is also for all things in nature, this artificial metal is not in her sphere of influence at all, what does it mean?
"Maybe you can try to communicate with it with mental power?" The man saw Ye Nuan's frowning brows and suggested.
"Mental power?"
Ye Nuan raised his eyebrows, and really separated a wisp of divine sense from the sea of consciousness and drilled into the membrane that wrapped the liquid metal.
Feeling the approach of Ye Nuan's divine sense, the silver liquid actually emitted a wave of joy, pure and distinct, and spread out towards the surroundings without concealment. And around Ye Nuan's divine sense, he began to circle around, as if he was too happy and danced to celebrate.
A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and Ye Nuan suddenly had a thought, so he suddenly enlarged his divine sense, like a layer of tulle on liquid metal. Under the manipulation of her mind, the liquid metal kept changing its appearance, and let Ye Nuan elongate and round, she could clearly feel the trust and attachment that the liquid metal transmitted to her. This feeling is very subtle, indescribable, but it makes Ye Nuan's eyes shine. (To be continued.) )