"Your friend, the King of Steel, has ...... online. After saying this secret sentence, Luo Qiu's eyes darkened, and his mind came to a dark and void world.

The world of nothingness was empty, and there was no light or objects, just like Luo Qiu's consciousness space, but vaguely, Luo Qiu could still feel the depths of nothingness, and something was watching him.

Luo Qiu was not in a hurry, just like coming to his own home, he took care of himself and made a sofa, sat on the sofa, snapped his fingers again, and a cup of happy fat house water appeared in his hand, and then he poured a big mouthful of it beautifully.

In the space of consciousness, everything is imagined, as long as you dare to think, anything can appear here. Luo Qiu occasionally imagines some things in his past life in his consciousness space and entertains himself.

"Thunder is the power that created the world, the Titans, the creator gods who hold the thunder in their hands. "A huge bolt of lightning slashed from the void, and with a bang, it hit the void in front of Luo Qiu, and the Titan God King came.

"Hey, hey, everything has a spirit, and the soul is the eternal flame. A soul flame ignited silently, and finally turned into a cloud of smoke, which was exactly the Posei that Luo Qiu had seen, but this was Posei's body, Poseishuros.

"Bloodline, in order to inherit the supreme power of the ancestors......" With this chant, a pitch-black dragon pounced out of the darkness, it was the black dragon king Bakhbrusk that Luo Qiu had seen.

However, the Black Dragon King had the appearance of entering the consciousness space for the first time, and looked around curiously.

In Dragon Island, Buckbrusk was stepping on a black dragon that was exactly the same as himself, although the two black dragons were the same size, but the one that was trampled on the ground was obviously not Buckbrusk's opponent, and after being stepped on, he simply gave up the struggle, and it didn't take long for him to change back to his original appearance.

Leona has been imprisoned on Dragon Island for a long time, and has not had the opportunity to participate in the meeting convened by the Lord of the Void, and today the Black Dragon King left Dragon Island, and happened to receive the message of the meeting, so he quietly hid and wanted to participate, to see if there was a way to fool the Lord of the Void and others and rescue her from Dragon Island.

Even if she can't be saved, it would be good if she could lure Buckbrusk away, she could find a way to save herself, otherwise if she continued, she would really be killed, she didn't want to have any more baby dragons.

Unexpectedly, this was a trap at all, Buckbrusk did not leave, but quietly hid, waiting for the moment she transformed, and even the mark was directly snatched away by him.

This mark was originally Buck's, and Leona also pretended to be his appearance to verify it, which is equivalent to registering face recognition with someone else's photo, and then ran into the main owner, and now even the password has been leaked, and there is no possibility of retrieving it.

The Black Dragon King looked around, and then saw Luo Qiu who was sitting on the sofa, acquaintances, in an unfamiliar environment, naturally acquaintances are more cordial, although the previous meeting with Luo Qiu was not friendly, but there was no deep hatred, it was better than those two guys who didn't know each other at all.

Bakbrusk approached Luo Qiu and greeted, "Your Majesty, the King of Steel Bones, you are also here." ”

Luo Qiu opened his eyes and glanced at him, and as soon as his butt moved, the sofa immediately drifted away, not wanting to see this black lizard, and using the rubber band of the female transformation dragon to fool him with his account.

Buckbrusk looked confused, what is the situation? When did he offend Steel Bone?

"Hey, hey, Your Majesty, King of Steel Bones, it's been a long time, what happened to your doppelganger?" the undead Poseius came up and laughed grimly.

"Raising pigs. "Luo Qiu should arrive.

"Raising pigs?" This answer was completely beyond Poseisius's imagination, and directly made him stunned, he could think of many possibilities, such as being cut down, sealed, sacrificed, tortured, etc., but he definitely didn't expect this answer.

Also, what is a pig? There is no such thing in the plane of Poseisius.

"Don't you know? The mutated ghoul you created is now fat into a pig.

In a building near the fresh meat factory, a lazy head on the ground, the round ball of meat suddenly sneezed, and raised his head blankly, barely recognizing the former mutant ghoul from the carapace on his forehead.

An undead pushes a trolley full of expired meat, all of which are cultivated in a fresh meat factory, and the offcuts that are substandard or expired for various reasons are just fed to mutated ghouls who are not picky eaters.

Hearing the sound of the trolley, the meat ball suddenly became energetic, the fat on his body shrank violently, and shrunk into limbs to the ground, the muscles could barely see the outline of the shape, and he rushed to the door and stuck out his tongue to look at the feeding mouth. If you don't know, just looking at its expression, you will think it is a dog.

The undead pushed the meat of the cart down the feeding port, and then floated in through another door, and the vague form appeared on the face of Bosse, and his mouth said, "Come to Luo, come to Luo, eat and drink well, and make contributions." ”

The ghoul cooperated with a kick of his foot and stretched his thighs over.

Posele pulled over the cabinet next to him, which was full of bottles, jars, pliers, knives, etc., first cut a piece of meat from the ghoul's leg, put it in a jar, then used a straw to suck a large tube of tissue fluid from the wound, and then cut off another piece of new meat that had healed in half, and put it in another jar.

After collecting the corresponding materials, Posse patted the ghoul's leg, and it took it back on its own, looking like it was familiar with it.

The building was just a very ordinary wood and stone building, not even an iron fence, and no one was worried that the ghoul would run, because there was nowhere else to feed it except here, and there was only one way to starve to death.

Having someone cut some meat every day, just like an ordinary person cutting his nails, can be exchanged for a meal of fresh meat, and ghouls are eager to cut a few more pieces every day.

Unfortunately, in order to prevent it from exceeding the size to the point that the fresh meat factory cannot afford to feed it, every meal is regularly rationed.

Looking at the new flesh that had just been cut and still wriggling, Posemo shook his hands with a look of finding a new toy, and last night he summed up yesterday's experiment, contacted the great witch Margaret, and exchanged ideas with each other for a while, so that he had a new idea.

It's up to us to see if today's experiment can validate his idea, and if so, then the artificial skin of his dreams may succeed.

This is an obsession of his, or an obsession of the ontology, because his ontology was extensively damaged by the fire of the skin, causing flare-ups and dying, before the King of Steel Bones told him that if there is artificial skin to isolate bacteria and prevent flare-ups, it is possible to save them.

This is a new way of thinking, whether it is true or not, but at least it is a direction to solve one's own obsessions.

In the space of consciousness, Poseius was also confused: How do you know that I was burned to death?

"The King of Steel Bones. The gaze in the void finally couldn't hold back: "Can we talk about your previous proposal?"